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.
He manages a soft, exhausted laugh, starting to feel the aches and the pain
and the blood loss but wishing for nothing else. He takes Astarion's hand
instead.
"Gentleman," he scoffs, eagerly taking him into another kiss. He isn't
jealous of it, of course, but there is a certain pleasure in only sharing
him with Rosita sometimes.
"You can try again once you're able to stand properly."
"Oh, I think 'don't fuck gods' is a lesson all its own," Astarion sighs. "I
do like sex that can feel worshipful, but that's taking it a little too
literally."
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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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Date: 2025-03-27 07:46 pm (UTC)He makes a soft, wounded sound at the feeling of Jacob pulling out, leaving him hollow and empty. He relaxes slowly, save the occasional shiver.
"Glorious," he purrs.
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Date: 2025-03-27 07:52 pm (UTC)He manages a soft, exhausted laugh, starting to feel the aches and the pain and the blood loss but wishing for nothing else. He takes Astarion's hand instead.
"Yeah, no complaints from this side."
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Date: 2025-03-28 05:31 pm (UTC)"I've always had excellent reviews," he giggles, squeezing Jacob's hand and wrapping the other arm around his waist.
"...Are you alright? I know I might have - overindulged."
He sounds slightly more sober, maybe because the alien blood in his system has been displaced, or because he's just been fucked senseless. Or both!
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Date: 2025-03-28 05:37 pm (UTC)"I should be asking you that," he smirks, sitting up so he can move to lie beside him instead.
He does reach up to his neck with a smile. "But yeah. I'm fine. Nothing a cookie can't handle."
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Date: 2025-03-28 06:32 pm (UTC)"Good. Gods, I feel like I've been fucked by half the festival crowd," he laughs, breathless and pleased. "Just leave me here for a few days."
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Date: 2025-03-28 06:38 pm (UTC)"No," he laughs. "Who else did you fuck?"
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Date: 2025-03-28 06:42 pm (UTC)"Just you!" Astarion giggles. "Just you. It's a compliment. I flirted with Gale but he was being a gentleman."
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Date: 2025-03-28 07:02 pm (UTC)"Gentleman," he scoffs, eagerly taking him into another kiss. He isn't jealous of it, of course, but there is a certain pleasure in only sharing him with Rosita sometimes.
"You can try again once you're able to stand properly."
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Date: 2025-03-28 09:58 pm (UTC)"I'm sure the whim will have passed by then," he drawls. "Gale is pretty enough but he's so desperately hung up on his ex-lover as to be off-putting."
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Date: 2025-03-28 10:07 pm (UTC)He grins. "Someone better than you? Eh, he has real bad taste."
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Date: 2025-03-29 12:36 am (UTC)"She's a goddess," Astarion says mildly. "Literally. Mystra, goddess of magic. But she sounds terrible, so yes, his taste is appalling."
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Date: 2025-03-29 12:38 am (UTC)"This is why we don't fuck gods," he mutters. "There's a lesson in there somewhere."
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Date: 2025-03-29 10:46 am (UTC)"Oh, I think 'don't fuck gods' is a lesson all its own," Astarion sighs. "I do like sex that can feel worshipful, but that's taking it a little too literally."
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Date: 2025-03-29 12:08 pm (UTC)He kisses Astarion's neck once, sitting up so he can readjust the inside of the little tent.
"You'd think gods would have better things to do."
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