[ Vex loved pain because it felt real, but he didn't need that sensation with Nico- his friend was real enough already. It seemed impossible, but Nico was there for him, gave a shit about him, wanted him, even wanted to give him what he needed despite the emotional strain of the situation. If the situations were reversed, would he go flaccid and make tea instead?
Any attention to his tender ring made Vex's breathing speed up. He was a fae who was attuned to the pleasures of anal, even though oral was his favorite act. Those gentle touches served to remind him how sensitive he was, how every nerve tingled and muscles quivered in response. With a simple stroke of his finger, he tried to clamp around him to pull him in deeper. It was undeniable that he had a very greedy hole- everything about him was greedy, honestly. ]
Nico...
[ Not a nickname or a curse, his given name murmured with a whimper in his throat. His head dropped onto the bed, lashes fluttering as his legs rested on his friend's shoulders. No, it wasn't one-sided, he was completely wrecked too- stripped, emotionally raw, echoing to that time Nico had sung an Italian lullaby for him and held him throughout the night. It was love, different than the kind he had for Mark or the sort Nico had for the ones he was romantic with, but still love nonetheless. Something an outcast like Vex was unused to.
What wasn't foreign was the feeling of him sliding into his ass. So hard, the perfect bloody size, a keening sound escaped him as his back arched and hips pushed against Nico's willingly. He didn't realize he'd been holding his breath, and it came out in a rush of warm air as his skin was kissed. ]
Like that. Like that, I... nnh... put my legs 'round your waist, love, I wanna hold you.
[ As close as he could, even if it meant bending himself in half. He needed to hug him while they did this. The moment Nico lowered his legs and got closer, he'd be pulled into that fierce embrace. ]
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Any attention to his tender ring made Vex's breathing speed up. He was a fae who was attuned to the pleasures of anal, even though oral was his favorite act. Those gentle touches served to remind him how sensitive he was, how every nerve tingled and muscles quivered in response. With a simple stroke of his finger, he tried to clamp around him to pull him in deeper. It was undeniable that he had a very greedy hole- everything about him was greedy, honestly. ]
Nico...
[ Not a nickname or a curse, his given name murmured with a whimper in his throat. His head dropped onto the bed, lashes fluttering as his legs rested on his friend's shoulders. No, it wasn't one-sided, he was completely wrecked too- stripped, emotionally raw, echoing to that time Nico had sung an Italian lullaby for him and held him throughout the night. It was love, different than the kind he had for Mark or the sort Nico had for the ones he was romantic with, but still love nonetheless. Something an outcast like Vex was unused to.
What wasn't foreign was the feeling of him sliding into his ass. So hard, the perfect bloody size, a keening sound escaped him as his back arched and hips pushed against Nico's willingly. He didn't realize he'd been holding his breath, and it came out in a rush of warm air as his skin was kissed. ]
Like that. Like that, I... nnh... put my legs 'round your waist, love, I wanna hold you.
[ As close as he could, even if it meant bending himself in half. He needed to hug him while they did this. The moment Nico lowered his legs and got closer, he'd be pulled into that fierce embrace. ]