[ seeing the unshed tears, nico dipped forward to kiss them away. as he did, he began a rough pace. the kind vex would enjoy. with each forward thrust, nico made sure to run his lips and tongue over the pale, exposed throat. and when he wasn't leaving marks on vex's skin, he held the fae's gaze, his own dark and lit as if with a fire set behind a broken mirror. ]
Tell me. Tell me how it feels.
[ the speed increases and with each thrust, nico takes care to twist his hips, ensuring vex feels every inch of his cock within him, hoping to reach deep and find that place in vex's body that will make him see stars. if vex wanted out of his head, he was more than happy to provide that escape. and if vex needed him, nico was more than happy to provide. ]
[ The attention to his neck made him tremble, but honestly had the shaking between them ever stopped? This was some of the most intense sex of his entire life and somehow Nico expected him to be able to put it into words. Vex was no poet, wait, or was he? He used to dream of becoming one so long ago, when he was Nico's age- no, younger still. He had hope then, while he had none now, barely holding on because his friend was keeping him together with his kisses and his prick. ]
I... I, oh, Nico, it's...
[ His dark, almost helpless, gaze was fixated on him. He was drowning, but Nico's heat, his flame, was burning away those terrible feelings against all odds. The increased speed, the angle, the-- there-- he cried out, unable to keep his eyes open as his hard prick rubbed against his prostate. His sorrow had been eradicated, replaced with the smothering heat of ecstasy. ]
Love... it! Love it, there, y-your cock, oh, shit feels so bloody, ugh! Please, please Nico, oh, yes, please!
[ Vex had no pride, so it didn't wound him to beg. But even if he did, he allowed himself to lower all of those defenses with his dear friend. One hand fell away from his back and slid along his arm, he sought out his hand and didn't stop until their fingers were tangled together- palm to palm. A very intimate state of being for a mesmer with anyone, but he shared that with Nico now. It may not be easily felt for anyone who didn't channel power through their hands, but if Nico did in any fashion he might be able to feel it- the warm throb of Vex's magic, almost tingling. ]
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Tell me. Tell me how it feels.
[ the speed increases and with each thrust, nico takes care to twist his hips, ensuring vex feels every inch of his cock within him, hoping to reach deep and find that place in vex's body that will make him see stars. if vex wanted out of his head, he was more than happy to provide that escape. and if vex needed him, nico was more than happy to provide. ]
Look at me and tell me how much you love it.
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[ The attention to his neck made him tremble, but honestly had the shaking between them ever stopped? This was some of the most intense sex of his entire life and somehow Nico expected him to be able to put it into words. Vex was no poet, wait, or was he? He used to dream of becoming one so long ago, when he was Nico's age- no, younger still. He had hope then, while he had none now, barely holding on because his friend was keeping him together with his kisses and his prick. ]
I... I, oh, Nico, it's...
[ His dark, almost helpless, gaze was fixated on him. He was drowning, but Nico's heat, his flame, was burning away those terrible feelings against all odds. The increased speed, the angle, the-- there-- he cried out, unable to keep his eyes open as his hard prick rubbed against his prostate. His sorrow had been eradicated, replaced with the smothering heat of ecstasy. ]
Love... it! Love it, there, y-your cock, oh, shit feels so bloody, ugh! Please, please Nico, oh, yes, please!
[ Vex had no pride, so it didn't wound him to beg. But even if he did, he allowed himself to lower all of those defenses with his dear friend. One hand fell away from his back and slid along his arm, he sought out his hand and didn't stop until their fingers were tangled together- palm to palm. A very intimate state of being for a mesmer with anyone, but he shared that with Nico now. It may not be easily felt for anyone who didn't channel power through their hands, but if Nico did in any fashion he might be able to feel it- the warm throb of Vex's magic, almost tingling. ]