He pulls back, his hand over his neck, and laughs at it. "God, you're hot
when you look like this," he mutters and leans down to kiss him, to taste
his own blood on his mouth.
He kisses Jacob deep and needy, his hands all over Jacob's body - running
from his hair to his shoulders and all the way down his back, stroking over
his hips and thighs. He's touching him like he wants to carve the shape of
his body into his memory.
"Like what?" he asks, but he's kissing him again instead of giving him a
chance to answer.
He can't really answer, but he doesn't need to. He slides atop him fully, and though he's still fully clothed, his own desire is obvious. But he's not acting on his own selfish wants. He just keeps a hand between them, stroking him again as he returns the kiss into his own breathlessness.
"Yes, sir," he mutters with an anticipatory shudder. He sits back and
slides his hands under Astarion's waistband, tugging them down past his
hips as best he can.
Astarion squirms as best he can to help him out, his pearl skin flushed
with arousal and hypersensitive to Jacob's touch. Feeding doesn't usually
make him feel much other than just generally better, but right now he's
floating on it. He can feel every individual little hair on the back of
Jacob's fingers as they drag against his thighs.
Jacob strips him completely and manages to get his own shirt off before the
waiting is too much and he leans down to bite and suck along his throat. He
unzips his jeans and frees his cock, hips grinding against Astarion's.
"Yeah, " is all he can manage himself. The tent is warm and Jacob's forehead is beaded in sweat, but he can't feel it. All he can see is this beautiful creature underneath him, begging for him.
"Stay here with me," he murmurs as he kicks off his jeans after taking the small bottle from a loose pocket.
He presses two slick fingers inside of him and wraps his mouth around his cock. Astarion had essentially taught him how to do this right, and Jacob has never forgotten a lesson.
Astarion laughs, panting softly, body pressing down greedily to swallow
Jacob's fingers deeper. He's not going soft, isn't aware of any refractory
period making itself felt, just feels deeply and gloriously good. The
shivery afterglow of orgasm and the slow build to climax, all at once.
"I do - mmm, I do look good in white," he chuckles.
"You look good in everything," he responds and, once he's regained himself,
he takes him into his mouth again. He's eager to be inside of him, but not
eager enough to be impatient. He just wants to please him.
"Flatterer - mm, Jacob." Astarion's hands reach down for Jacob's hair,
stroking through it restlessly, fingers trembling. "You're so warm, I -
oh -"
Any further commentary is just lost in a series of low, breathy moans. Two
steps to the left of sobriety, it's easier than ever to just...let himself
be indulged.
He moves into the hands in his hair, moaning even as he takes him down as deeply as he dares. His tongue plays against the sharp taste of his first orgasm, and Jacob can't help a bit of a filthy moan at the memory of it. Fingers curl slightly inside of him, fucking him with shallow movements until he can't handle it anymore. He pulls away with a gasp of air and gently pushes Astarion's knees apart.
"I'll be much better soon, love." He spreads his knees wider, pulling
them up, not caring even a bit what an exhibition he's making of himself.
"Need you."
He looks - fantastic. Jacob takes a moment to simply admire him like this,
shameless and hot, before he guides his cock inside of him. He's so hot, so
tight, and Jacob grips the sleeping bag underneath him with one hand.
Astarion moans, loudly, wrapping his legs around Jacob's waist and reaching
up to clutch at his arms - and he's coming again, untouched, just for the
sensation of being filled up and stretched open.
It's dancing on the knife edge of being too much now and he's panting
softly, fingertips digging into Jacob's skin.
Jacob rocks into him, kissing along the side of his face as he comes undone
again. "Fuck," he murmurs, hearing that small change in his breath and
burying his face in his neck. Jacob isn't going to push.
He stills inside of him, just barely moving. "You want me to stop?" he
murmurs, but he's listening for what's between the words.
Jacob lets him set the pace, pushing against him as he moans against the
kiss. He threads a hand through Astarion's hair, shuddering as a rush of
pleasure seizes him. "God, you feel so fucking good," he says with a
muffled breath.
Astarion shakes and spasms against him - the sensation of another orgasm
wracks his body, although it's all internal this time. He feels like he's
been turned inside out and then set back to rights, but in a good way. If
that's even possible.
He scatters kisses across Jacob's cheeks and lips as he winds down.
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Date: 2025-03-24 09:53 pm (UTC)He pulls back, his hand over his neck, and laughs at it. "God, you're hot when you look like this," he mutters and leans down to kiss him, to taste his own blood on his mouth.
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Date: 2025-03-25 12:34 am (UTC)He kisses Jacob deep and needy, his hands all over Jacob's body - running from his hair to his shoulders and all the way down his back, stroking over his hips and thighs. He's touching him like he wants to carve the shape of his body into his memory.
"Like what?" he asks, but he's kissing him again instead of giving him a chance to answer.
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Date: 2025-03-25 12:13 pm (UTC)Astarion makes a soft, needy sound and pushes up against his touch. Being dressed from the waist down is starting to feel like torture.
"I want my skin on your skin," he breathes. "I want you warming me up - please."
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Date: 2025-03-25 12:51 pm (UTC)"Yes, sir," he mutters with an anticipatory shudder. He sits back and slides his hands under Astarion's waistband, tugging them down past his hips as best he can.
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Date: 2025-03-25 01:05 pm (UTC)Astarion squirms as best he can to help him out, his pearl skin flushed with arousal and hypersensitive to Jacob's touch. Feeding doesn't usually make him feel much other than just generally better, but right now he's floating on it. He can feel every individual little hair on the back of Jacob's fingers as they drag against his thighs.
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Date: 2025-03-25 05:29 pm (UTC)Jacob strips him completely and manages to get his own shirt off before the waiting is too much and he leans down to bite and suck along his throat. He unzips his jeans and frees his cock, hips grinding against Astarion's.
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Date: 2025-03-25 05:44 pm (UTC)Astarion whines at the friction, at the texture of denim against bare skin and the heat of Jacob's erection against his own.
"Want you to fuck me," he breathes, each word a half-moan. "Want you inside me."
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Date: 2025-03-25 06:01 pm (UTC)"Stay here with me," he murmurs as he kicks off his jeans after taking the small bottle from a loose pocket.
He presses two slick fingers inside of him and wraps his mouth around his cock. Astarion had essentially taught him how to do this right, and Jacob has never forgotten a lesson.
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Date: 2025-03-25 06:27 pm (UTC)"Jacob-!"
A violent tremor goes through him, and he just - comes, right away, his body wracked with shudders as he empties himself onto Jacob's tongue.
"Oh fuck. Fuck. Don't stop-"
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Date: 2025-03-25 07:18 pm (UTC)Jacob swallows him down as best he can, with minimal drama, at least. He kisses the inside of his thigh, spreading his fingers apart.
"Fuck, baby, do that again and I'll marry you," he teases lightly.
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Date: 2025-03-25 07:28 pm (UTC)Astarion laughs, panting softly, body pressing down greedily to swallow Jacob's fingers deeper. He's not going soft, isn't aware of any refractory period making itself felt, just feels deeply and gloriously good. The shivery afterglow of orgasm and the slow build to climax, all at once.
"I do - mmm, I do look good in white," he chuckles.
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Date: 2025-03-25 08:05 pm (UTC)"You look good in everything," he responds and, once he's regained himself, he takes him into his mouth again. He's eager to be inside of him, but not eager enough to be impatient. He just wants to please him.
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Date: 2025-03-25 09:40 pm (UTC)"Flatterer - mm, Jacob." Astarion's hands reach down for Jacob's hair, stroking through it restlessly, fingers trembling. "You're so warm, I - oh -"
Any further commentary is just lost in a series of low, breathy moans. Two steps to the left of sobriety, it's easier than ever to just...let himself be indulged.
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Date: 2025-03-26 02:57 am (UTC)"You alright?"
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Date: 2025-03-26 08:04 am (UTC)"I'll be much better soon, love." He spreads his knees wider, pulling them up, not caring even a bit what an exhibition he's making of himself. "Need you."
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Date: 2025-03-26 11:27 am (UTC)He looks - fantastic. Jacob takes a moment to simply admire him like this, shameless and hot, before he guides his cock inside of him. He's so hot, so tight, and Jacob grips the sleeping bag underneath him with one hand.
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Date: 2025-03-26 12:45 pm (UTC)Astarion moans, loudly, wrapping his legs around Jacob's waist and reaching up to clutch at his arms - and he's coming again, untouched, just for the sensation of being filled up and stretched open.
It's dancing on the knife edge of being too much now and he's panting softly, fingertips digging into Jacob's skin.
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Date: 2025-03-26 05:30 pm (UTC)Jacob rocks into him, kissing along the side of his face as he comes undone again. "Fuck," he murmurs, hearing that small change in his breath and burying his face in his neck. Jacob isn't going to push.
He stills inside of him, just barely moving. "You want me to stop?" he murmurs, but he's listening for what's between the words.
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Date: 2025-03-26 05:44 pm (UTC)"No," Astarion gasps. "Please, don't stop - I need you -"
He pulls him into a kiss, rocking against his hips urgently.
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Date: 2025-03-26 07:07 pm (UTC)Jacob lets him set the pace, pushing against him as he moans against the kiss. He threads a hand through Astarion's hair, shuddering as a rush of pleasure seizes him. "God, you feel so fucking good," he says with a muffled breath.
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Date: 2025-03-26 07:21 pm (UTC)"You feel - gorgeous. Perfect. Fuck, I feel like I'm coming to pieces," he gasps, his body all but wrapped around Jacob's now. "I love you-"
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Date: 2025-03-26 10:15 pm (UTC)"Fuck, I'm close," he warns him, shameless in his want for him.
And when he hits his peak, he holds fast to him through it, spilling inside of him completely.
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Date: 2025-03-27 08:15 am (UTC)Astarion shakes and spasms against him - the sensation of another orgasm wracks his body, although it's all internal this time. He feels like he's been turned inside out and then set back to rights, but in a good way. If that's even possible.
He scatters kisses across Jacob's cheeks and lips as he winds down.
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Date: 2025-03-27 01:29 pm (UTC)Jacob holds him close for a moment, letting them simply exist together in the same place. Each kiss feels like heaven.
He pulls out of him almost reluctantly, but stays between his legs, resting his head on his chest instead.
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