Futureverse

[oneblackcat]

PSL with Athena. AKA That Game With Insane Amounts of Worldbuilding.

More here later, yada yada yada.

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[crimsonmoon]

Yukimura bares his neck to him, and he teases it slowly at first with his lips and tongue, exploring with ease the curve of his throat, collar bone, chest. He traces back up the rapidly cooling trail with his mouth again, hot. Meanwhile, his hand slides down, down the chest lightly over his nipple and across his stomach and abs. He curls his fingers almost tenderly over his cock, a stark contrast to the bite that he gives him on his neck, sharp enough to shock the senses.

[senseskill]

There's a certain art to this technique of contrasts. Hot and cool; gentle and rough. Yukimura sucks in a breath and instinctively pulls taut against Akaya's back at the bite. He knew it was coming, because he knows Akaya. That takes nothing from the effect of it, that tingle in his spine from the mingling sensations of pain and pleasure, and the way it makes him feel almost lightheaded. He rewards Akaya with a low moan.

[crimsonmoon]

A moan is a little better than that brief grunt from earlier but still not quite enough. He wants to hear more of him, for him to come unraveled in a way that only Akaya gets to see. He eases up on the bite and grazes the mark gently with his teeth and tongue as he slowly tightens his fist around him and then strokes him hard. His fingers have that knowing grip, it’s like muscle memory the way he remembers exactly how he likes to be touched, where to slide the pads of his skillful fingertips, how to ease up, and when to be rough.

[senseskill]

This time the moan is louder, a shiver traveling up his spine at that hard stroke of the hand. Akaya knows how to touch him and he's clearly counting on that. He pushes up against that grip, seeking more of that touch.