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roartonrisen) wrote2016-06-02 08:22 pm
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Something's missing.
Kieren can't put his finger on what's going on, but he has the strange, sneaking suspicion that something is happening. He shakes his head and goes back to his sketching, dabbing his fingers slowly with his thumb and frowning when he sees the strange black liquid coming out of his nose. He shakes his head and ignores it, going back to sketching Sirius without any of his clothes.
He smiles, faintly, as his thoughts turn to his boyfriend, still getting used to that thought. And more than that, the faint delighted prickle doesn't even feel imagined.
Maybe he'll call Sirius soon and invite him over for something, like a movie. There, again, is that feeling, like he's missed something big.
Kieren can't put his finger on what's going on, but he has the strange, sneaking suspicion that something is happening. He shakes his head and goes back to his sketching, dabbing his fingers slowly with his thumb and frowning when he sees the strange black liquid coming out of his nose. He shakes his head and ignores it, going back to sketching Sirius without any of his clothes.
He smiles, faintly, as his thoughts turn to his boyfriend, still getting used to that thought. And more than that, the faint delighted prickle doesn't even feel imagined.
Maybe he'll call Sirius soon and invite him over for something, like a movie. There, again, is that feeling, like he's missed something big.
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"No, but don't stop. It gets me hot," he confesses, because his brain still works plenty. He shifts his hips forward as if playing the part, starting to stroke Sirius' cock with the practiced ease he knows.
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Carefully, he pulls at the waistband of Kieren's underpants enough to slip his hand inside, groaning at the soft feel of his skin, the weight of him. He can't return the way Kieren is so expertly stroking him, but he does explore, fingers grazing the even softer skin of Kieren's balls, tracing the seam up the middle before gently encircling his dick as he presses his own hips upward.
"Would you let me suck you?" he asks, his breah coming in short pants already from the way Kieren's working him.
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"Depends on what you want, I suppose," he says, carefully slipping his hand out of Kieren's trousers before trying to sit up a bit. "Would you want to watch me?" he asks, nodding down at Kieren's groin pointedly. "Don't have to if you'd think it'd be weird, but maybe if you see it, it uh... it might help?"
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"Budge up," he says, shifting once Kieren's off him to lay the opposite way, his head in Kieren's lap, facing the back of the couch. Naked as he is, it's still easy for Kieren to take him in hand even if it's a little more difficult for him to get to Kieren's trousers. Not that it's stopping him.
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"You can touch me wherever you'd like," he says, gaze dropping as he gently frees Kieren's cock and lowering to mouth lightly along the soft skin. It isn't like any blowjob he's ever given, strange in a number of different ways. It's entirely selfish in a way this act isn't typically, but Kieren's letting him indulge and Sirius taking it, his tongue flicking out to taste along the tip before sucking just at the head.
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"Wish my body would react the way my brain is," he says, breathing heavy for the image below him.
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Heart leaping, both in wonder and possibly slightly in fear, Sirius glances upward only to see Kieren staring down at him with wide, light eyes. "Did you feel that?" he asks, lips still brushing soft skin.
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Letting out a breath, he shakes his head, lips quirking slightly. Keeping his gaze locked on Kieren's he licks at the tip again, one hand loosely curled around him to keep him upright. "Too bad there's not a way to make the brain orgasm," he remarks with a soft laugh.
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He's still hard, in fact, and he settles on his knees at Kieren's side, one hand on Kieren's thigh as he leans in closer, all smiles. "Are you likely to be weird about me kissing you after?" he asks, all tease. It's not as though Kieren came, of course, and even if he had, Kieren wouldn't be able to taste it.
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Sirius hardly needs to be asked twice, his mouth splitting into a wide, delighted grin before he leans in to press a kiss to Kieren's lips, wet and messy and hungry right from the start. As much as he'd loved having his mouth on Kieren's cock, this act is more responsive and he groans into the wet of Kieren's mouth as he carefully tucks Kieren's cock into his pants with the one hand.
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"Is this where the brain orgasms happen" he asks, his voice a breath against Kieren's lips. "With the kissing."
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He wonders if maybe there's a spell he could cast on himself that would dull him of his own sense of touch so that he might experience things the same as Kieren. Even the playing field a bit, so to speak. It does seem frightfully unfair that he can feel so much that Kieren can't.
His teeth lightly scrape the skin just below Kieren's jaw, not hard enough to bruise, not even if he wanted to, just enough to taste. "As long as it's enough," he says, that familiar anxiety winding tight in his stomach.
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