[leo knows in this moment that sena'll never look at him in this way again, because this? this is probably going to be a one time thing, considering how he usually is, but that makes it all the more desirable, all the more important that he take it and have as much fun as he can. he's been called beautiful before, in the same context as this too, but for sena to say so while looking at him just like that..♪
it makes him sigh, shivering a little at the attention to his neck, and he tilts his head for better access, eyes sliding shut as his body jerks slightly at the attention to his chest, enveloped in the feeling of sena, sena, sena. he can only imagine what it'd be like to have him fully, hands moving to stroke through that starlight hair he likes so much, toes curling against the one geta he's managed to keep.
not that he'll be having it for long, but it has a bit of an erotic appeal to it, so he thinks he'll keep it.]
Sena, Sena, Se~na. ♪ What a beautiful voice you have, so lovely, so nice. [compared to his own, softly straining to stay level, it's angelic.] My songbird pecking at me so warmly, mm, I love it..♪
[he'd love it more if sena was a little more impatient, because slow and steady isn't. anything he's necessarily used to, really, and it makes him feel a little awkward. just a little. but he can try, it's just-- he's gonna make sure sena knows he wants him to be a little faster, a little harder, nails pressing against the back of his neck and dragging lines back and forth against it.]
[ his heart's going to give out at this rate, with that voice, the way he said his name, being called his knight, his songbird, just... the concept of being his is making him heady with so much affection, humming a disjointed tune while he leaves another love bite on his neck. it's not surprising how he's into leaving such marks on leo's body, but it's also another way for him to be remembered when they're apart, no matter what happens.
he can feel the urgency in leo's nails digging at his skin and sena pulls himself off of him, but not before kissing him deeply again, tasting more of that metal on his tongue before breaking off of his lips, face completely debauched. ]
O-Of course... Always, I-- I want to hear every noise you make, Leo-kun.. [ and now he's sitting right on his crotch, letting himself rut against leo a little, the yukata slipping off to reveal more of his shoulder and the bites leo had left on his skin as pale as moonlight, impressions that'll never leave sena for a long time, not while they're still here. ] Want to make you scream my name, have everyone hear it from here... I want to make more music with you, Ousama, like we used so-- please... ♥
[ a bit of that is a lie, because sena doesn't want anyone else to hear all of this. leo's moans, his body, his music are his and his alone; his actions are a lot more erratic now the more he's losing himself in this, the pupils in his eyes practically turning into disgusting hearts as he looks down on leo with the most lovelorn expression on his face - definitely something that no one's ever seen from him for a long mile. ]
Edited (caught a typo, whew) 2018-07-19 03:10 (UTC)
What a gross face, [he breathes, but laughs and sits up more to push sena's yukata off him, arms wrapping around the other as he rocks up into him with a throaty hum.] Wouldn't you rather-- rather have me to yourself? ♪
[him and him alone, because that was
unfortunately
a lot of how leo's past things had gone, for the most part, coveted and loved. even if they weren't real relationships, even if they were past flings and nothing more, he'd always made sure to choose people who were inherently selfish, desperate, anything that would pin him with special attention and make him feel like he was the only one, even for a short while. if it was always like this with sena, then... maybe, for a little bit, they could... regardless of their memories together, they could--
leo doesn't know when they'd moved to the actual fucking part of this, mind a pleasant haze as he just. sits in sena, hands at his cheeks and stroking them gently. mmm. he looks so good like this, feels so good, it's been so long, now, since he had someone like this, that he's amazed he hadn't come just from that alone.]
Make me... make me sing, Sena, let me be your nightingale. [see, it's funny because they're knights. nightingale, knightingale. he's clever.] Pull every note from my body, til my throat bleeds and my tongue loses meaning.
[ that would've been easier for the both of them, to be the golden apple in each other's eyes, to have no one else's attention but themselves in this little world they can call theirs. sena can benefit from being able to fuck after so long and with no strings attached either, and leo's always wanted to leave a mark on sena ever since he'd laid eyes on him those months ago, right?
but mm, it. just doesn't feel right at all, even if leo feels insanely good inside him right now, his face burning in leo's gentle hands as they move together. he should know by now that leo wants... more. more of this and that, and so does he. ]
Ahh, I just-- [ he takes leo's hand from his cheek and kisses his palm, a simple gestures amidst the activity, ] I wish to belong in your world too... nnn.
[ the places leo had been, the people leo have met, the stories leo has weaved - sena wants to know more and more, unravel the secrets of the boy underneath him, regardless of their memories or not. because it's what he'd told suzu all those days ago - he doesn't believe in fate at all, but if they keep meeting like this, especially in this bizarre dream, shouldn't that mean something?
what he can right now is abide by leo's request, pulling out the tune he's making with his voice with a baton and put it in 3/4th's time. he's almost at his limit though, and he connects their lips together once more, a soft yet desperate melody humming from his own throat to complement leo's as they always do. ]
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it makes him sigh, shivering a little at the attention to his neck, and he tilts his head for better access, eyes sliding shut as his body jerks slightly at the attention to his chest, enveloped in the feeling of sena, sena, sena. he can only imagine what it'd be like to have him fully, hands moving to stroke through that starlight hair he likes so much, toes curling against the one geta he's managed to keep.
not that he'll be having it for long, but it has a bit of an erotic appeal to it, so he thinks he'll keep it.]
Sena, Sena, Se~na. ♪ What a beautiful voice you have, so lovely, so nice. [compared to his own, softly straining to stay level, it's angelic.] My songbird pecking at me so warmly, mm, I love it..♪
[he'd love it more if sena was a little more impatient, because slow and steady isn't. anything he's necessarily used to, really, and it makes him feel a little awkward. just a little. but he can try, it's just-- he's gonna make sure sena knows he wants him to be a little faster, a little harder, nails pressing against the back of his neck and dragging lines back and forth against it.]
Don't you... want to hear me sing too, Sena..?
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he can feel the urgency in leo's nails digging at his skin and sena pulls himself off of him, but not before kissing him deeply again, tasting more of that metal on his tongue before breaking off of his lips, face completely debauched. ]
O-Of course... Always, I-- I want to hear every noise you make, Leo-kun.. [ and now he's sitting right on his crotch, letting himself rut against leo a little, the yukata slipping off to reveal more of his shoulder and the bites leo had left on his skin as pale as moonlight, impressions that'll never leave sena for a long time, not while they're still here. ] Want to make you scream my name, have everyone hear it from here... I want to make more music with you, Ousama, like we used so-- please... ♥
[ a bit of that is a lie, because sena doesn't want anyone else to hear all of this. leo's moans, his body, his music are his and his alone; his actions are a lot more erratic now the more he's losing himself in this, the pupils in his eyes practically turning into disgusting hearts as he looks down on leo with the most lovelorn expression on his face - definitely something that no one's ever seen from him for a long mile. ]
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[him and him alone, because that was
unfortunately
a lot of how leo's past things had gone, for the most part, coveted and loved. even if they weren't real relationships, even if they were past flings and nothing more, he'd always made sure to choose people who were inherently selfish, desperate, anything that would pin him with special attention and make him feel like he was the only one, even for a short while. if it was always like this with sena, then... maybe, for a little bit, they could... regardless of their memories together, they could--
leo doesn't know when they'd moved to the actual fucking part of this, mind a pleasant haze as he just. sits in sena, hands at his cheeks and stroking them gently. mmm. he looks so good like this, feels so good, it's been so long, now, since he had someone like this, that he's amazed he hadn't come just from that alone.]
Make me... make me sing, Sena, let me be your nightingale. [see, it's funny because they're knights. nightingale, knightingale. he's clever.] Pull every note from my body, til my throat bleeds and my tongue loses meaning.
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but mm, it. just doesn't feel right at all, even if leo feels insanely good inside him right now, his face burning in leo's gentle hands as they move together. he should know by now that leo wants... more. more of this and that, and so does he. ]
Ahh, I just-- [ he takes leo's hand from his cheek and kisses his palm, a simple gestures amidst the activity, ] I wish to belong in your world too... nnn.
[ the places leo had been, the people leo have met, the stories leo has weaved - sena wants to know more and more, unravel the secrets of the boy underneath him, regardless of their memories or not. because it's what he'd told suzu all those days ago - he doesn't believe in fate at all, but if they keep meeting like this, especially in this bizarre dream, shouldn't that mean something?
what he can right now is abide by leo's request, pulling out the tune he's making with his voice with a baton and put it in 3/4th's time. he's almost at his limit though, and he connects their lips together once more, a soft yet desperate melody humming from his own throat to complement leo's as they always do. ]