armwriostle | peacockstop Overflow

I only take what I'm graciously given.

[Don't bite the hand that feeds you, right? Not that Wriothesley is a good example of that who will easily rebel if he thinks that he isn't being treated well. That's different to this of course.

His eyes rake over Baizhu's body, taking in their physique and appearance before feeling their weight settle on him. ~~Baizhu, he can literally throw you off him??? Do you eat sir???~~

He isn't bothered by the obvious remnants of Baizhu's time with others. Hell, it isn't like he isn't lacking in that department.

Wriothesley isn't prepared for the other to so quickly start sinking down on his cock though. It takes a certain amount of willpower not to thrust up into the other when he feels that wonderful heat and tightness surround his erection, earning a guttural moan.] M-Mm! Ah.

[ ~~Clearly it’s only because Wriothesley has far too much muscle—~~

Baizhu braces his hands on Wriothesley’s chest once he’s fully sheathed, fingering at those battle scars and battle scars of his as he catches his own breath.

This…This will take some getting used to, lube or no lube. He’s even more impressed at the way Wriothesley’s able to take that dildo now that he knows how difficult that is, but…it’s not as if he wanted his new bedmate to suffer (“suffer”) alone… ]

I…ah…you can—you can move now. If you like.

[ He just needs to catch his breath and get used to that thickness inside of him, but he’s already beginning to move his hips along, some part of him relishing in the burn, in the sensation of being filled up by a handsome stranger. ]

[His hands grip the sheets tightly as he tries to not immediately thrust into the other, relishing that delicious, tight warmth around his erection mixed with being filled by the toy vibrating against his prostate. It's almost a little overwhelming, but it felt so good.]

Fuck. [It felt like his entire body was drowning in pleasure.

And he does move. Slow roll of his hips. They're mostly shallow thrusts though. Despite obviously wanting to do more, he's being mindful of the other. He's watching Baizhu's reactions carefully, only wanting to give the other as much pleasure as he's feeling.]

[ And Baizhu’s secretly grateful, because as it turns out this is a lot harder than it looks, and no amount of preparation is going to make this easier on him, but…

He can’t say he minds the burn, either. The friction the way their bodies are working against each other, Wriothesley looking like an absolute treat underneath him—all beautiful scars and muscle and restraint… ]

Heh.

[ He tries to go a little faster, to clench and squeeze around Wriothesley as much as he’s able even if he feels that he won’t last very long himself, and amidst all of that he manages one pointed little observation— ]

You look good like this.

[If there was something Wriothesley had, it was restraint. A vice grip on control because he hated not having autonomy. He can't really convince himself to give up complete control to another.

His eyes squeeze shut as he moans. Baizhu was hot and tight around his cock and it felt amazing everytime he slid in and out, the friction akin to electro charges up his spine. He continues to thrust into the other. His partner was obviously enjoying themselves, using him as they please, and he wants to give them as much pleasure as he can give.]

H-Hah... Do you enjoy having me where you want me? [He bucks his hips just a little rougher than before.] Using my cock as you please?

[ He laughs through that…taunting? Dirty talk? Does it matter? Because in a way he feels just as trapped, at Wriothesley’s mercy as much as the other is at his, if nothing else because Wriothesley’s the stronger between the two of them and Baizhu isn’t as young (ahem) and spry.

It doesn’t help that he’s getting close, the heat and the friction between them building up to a tantalizing crescendo that he’s helpless to resist— ]

I…I…ah…!

[ He throws his head back with a gasp, unable to hold in his climax any longer, and well…that’s his answer, isn’t it? ]

[Wriothesley always enjoys seeing his partner climax. There's always something so satisfying watching the other ride through their orgasm, stomach stained with their seed. He rocks his hips slowly as the other comes down from their high.

The warden still had a bit to go, but that's just the results of boxer stamina. Baizhu really didn't have any hope of keeping pace with the other like this.]

There you go, darling. Nice and easy.

That…That was…

[ He’s a little surprised to find that Wriothesley still hasn’t come—the man’s stamina is impressive indeed, and he’s almost glad that toy’s still stuck inside of him. But will it really be enough?

He hasn’t pulled away, at least, though he wonders if he should. It really is irksome to find his knowledge of such intimate acts to be far too lacking, no matter how many texts he’d read on the subject.

Clearing his throat—mostly at that “darling” bit— ]

It seems you’re not…quite…

[ He still hasn’t fully caught his breath, as it turns out, but with the way he’s clenching around Wriothesley, his intentions should be clear enough, shouldn’t they? ]

[He lets out a breathless laugh that turns into a low grown as the other clenches around him. His hands gently run up Baizhu's sides though. The touch is gentle. Almost sweet.]

I'll get there, you don't have to push your own body for that. [A tilt of his head, and Wriothesley doesn't seem bothered in the least that Baizhu had came already.] There's already satisfaction in seeing you get off. You looked good.

[It isn't like there aren't a plethora of ways for him to get off that didn't include his cock deep inside the other.] You still have control of the toy inside me.

[ He’s pretty sure he has the most mortified look on his face when Wriothesley mentions that he looked good, because he feels anything but. Ha, perhaps next time he should try for a mirror before they go at it…

Shaking his head with a chuckle. ]

But I’m a lot less likely to break you than that toy, much as I would love to see you crumble.

[ …Payback? ]

[Wriothesley can't help but bark out a laugh.] You'll have to try a little harder if you want me to completely crumble.

[Well, it's not impossible, but Wriothesley was stubborn. That, and he had a competitive streak to him. If it's presented as a challenge, he can't help but really get into it.

He gently pats Baizhu's thigh.] You'll just have to be crafty, but there's no need to push your body. [As much as he wants to get off, he also doesn't want the other to push themselves passed what their body can handle. Unless that's what the other truly wants. Sexual exhaustion is definitely a kink some have.]

If only my Vision still worked…

[ Half-muttering to himself with an ominous smile. Well, why turn down a nice and sturdy test subject, right?

So he brightens, holding up that remote. ]

All right, then. I suppose I’ll just have to push yours, hmm?

[ Might as well turn that dial up— ]

Vision? [Wriothesley, of course, is playing dumb at the moment. He had noticed it, but the warden was playing more cautiously for the time being. The less cards he revealed for now the better. It's nothing against Baizhu. Though-] Hey, that sounds a little concerning.

[Is there such thing as a misuse of one's Vision?]

Wai- [The word gets caught in his throat as he arches his back with a choked moan. The toy inside him bullies his prostate, and he finds himself back at the mercy of the other.] Mm! A-Ah!

[ Chin up, Wriothesley. He didn’t turn it all the way up, and he’s got a thumb resting squarely on the off button in case anything happens. ]

Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.

[ It’s terrible how cheerfully he’s smiling as he says that, whilst easing off Wriothesley at last.

To his credit, at least he means it. Aftercare is very important to him, after all! ]

[All he can really do is clutch the sheets tightly in his fists as he writhes, moans spilling from his lips like water. His eyes flutter closed and he can feel himself clenching around the toy as it pushes him closer and closer to the edge.

And that was coming sooner or letter. He feels the way heat builds up in the pit of his stomach. Feels the way his body grows more tense as that pleasure goes taut in him.

His eyes flutter open as he looks at the other, gaze unfocused with arousal.] I- [Coherency? None of that, apparently.]

Good boy.

[ Baizhu places a quick kiss on his forehead, after having managed to put on most of his own clothing. In the meantime, that little toy inside of Wriothesley whirrs to a stop. ]

How do you feel?

[ If Wriothesley isn’t too sore, then Baizhu can at least do him the favor of pulling that toy out. At this point, aftercare’s the least he can do after that magnificent display.

He’s beginning to develop a taste for big, muscular men crumbling before him whilst in the throes of desire. A man can get used to that… ]

[His body slumps as he feels the toy stop, panting as he tries to catch his breath. He turns his head to look at the other and he can't help the breathless laugh escape his lips.]

I thought you were gonna wring me dry honestly. Surprised you didn't. [Maybe it would take too long with his stamina. Still, didn't this guy have a bit of a sadistic streak?]

I just need to catch my breath and I'll be right as rain.

[ He chuckles, totally unashamed at being called out for his lack of stamina. There’s no point in hiding the bitter truth, anyway, so he might as well just embrace it. ]

Oh, I’m afraid I’m not quite so strong and spry as you are.

[ So it’s very good of Wriothesley indeed to indulge him like this. Baizhu in the meantime will busy himself with easing that toy out, and casting his gaze about for something to help clean the man up. They need to look presentable when exiting the premises, after all. ]

[Wriothesley laughs at that.]

I think I would be in trouble if you were, honestly. [Baizhu sounds like he'd love to pull their partner apart. Not literally, but he can only imagine the mess he might be if they had their way and wasn't literally stopped by their physical limits.] Well, I think that isn't really an insult towards you. I think that my stamina is above average to the norm.

[He shudders a bit as the other pulls the toy out of him, already missing the feeling of being filled. He sits up though, hand touching his seed the covers his stomach. If he's honest, he's surprised the other is helping out. He's used to just cleaning himself up and parting ways without the extra attention.] Aren't you sweet though. I wouldn't have faulted you if you just left once you got off.

Now where would be the fun in that? I take care of people for a living, you know.

[ So just behave yourself and let him wipe down that exquisitely muscular torso with a warm wet towel. And he’s smiling with amusement as well at the compliments. He hadn’t been offended by those remarks to his stamina, anyway, but it’s nice to be appreciated for being the menace that he is from time to time. ]

And all this is hardly troublesome to begin with.

A want to sexually wreck a guy while also wanting to take care of others. Aren't you a curious man. [He chuckles a little.

He is unused to the aftercare. It's nice, but he can't help but feel a little out of his depth. He's used to quick romps and going separate ways. Used to sex just being a quick and messy thing. Then again, he was the type to help his partner after a good romp, so maybe he's a little hypocritical.]

I didn't think you'd want to admire me even after our romp. [It's a a bit of ribbing.]

But of course. There’s plenty of you to admire.

[ He has no reason to hide it, anyway. It’s nice and healthy, muscular, with so many delicious scars that just beg to be studied…

Gently slapping that towel to Wriothesley’s chest— ]

But given how…vigorous you can be, perhaps you should be the one to clean your nethers this time.

How flattering.

[Well, it's not like he isn't aware of his physique. He worked hard on it and it's earned him many victories in the ring.

He merely laughs as he takes the towel.]

Alright, alright. I can clean myself up fine, don't worry.

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