PCs with Gerome

[swordhandled]

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[swordhandled]

[ he's letting out a low gasp; he likes it ]

[maskarang]

[ good, because he liked the sound of that gasp. he throws a light kiss into the mix, one where purely lips meet. after, he takes owain's hand again and brings it to his lips to give his index finger a soft kiss. ]

[swordhandled]

--Returning the kiss from yesterday.

[maskarang]

You're owed more than this for the mischief you caused. And the relentless teasing. [ as a test, this time he licks along the length of owain's finger. ]

[swordhandled]

[ that shuts him up

congrats ]

[maskarang]

[ takes his congrats and closes his eyes as he lightly bites the tip of owain's finger. another quick kiss follows soon after. ]

[swordhandled]

[ watching, entranced as gerome continues to work his finger with his mouth ]

[maskarang]

[ he suddenly stops and presses his cheek into owain's palm instead ] Speak truthfully. Was this what you were thinking of yesterday?

[swordhandled]

--Pardon? [ whoops. someone was a little too entranced ]

[maskarang]

[ an amused breath. keeping his head and owain's hand right where it is. he cups owain's hand with one of his, the other makes its way to owain's mouth. a light tap to his lips. ] Your puzzling adoration for my hands.

[swordhandled]

It's not puzzling, I explained it. [ turns his head and presses a kiss to Gerome's finger ]

[maskarang]

In prose. [ tap, tap. ]

[swordhandled]

Shall I explain it again? In another way?

[maskarang]

If you can.

[swordhandled]

[ very well, he's taking gerome's hand in his free hand and following suit. he's pressing a kiss to the tip of his finger, before working a series of kisses down to his knuckle ]

[maskarang]

[ honestly, why he requested owain tease him like this he'll never know. poorly planned whims? ... watching owain, yes. poorly planned whims are absolutely why. ]

[swordhandled]

[ and then slowly, taking the tip into his mouth, flicking his tongue against it ]

[maskarang]

Gods— [ just barely stopping himself from jerking his hand back. ]

[swordhandled]

[ draws off with a pop before kissing his next finger ]

[maskarang]

[ there's more?! he did one! and yet he can't look away. who knew one set of lips could be so captivating?? ]

[swordhandled]

[ oh you knew gerome. he's giving each and every finger the same treatment. will gerome let him finish the entire hand? ]

[maskarang]

[ he absolutely knew but he didn't know until he knew. it makes sense, total sense.

and... yes, he will let owain finish the whole hand. he remains mesmerized, slightly uncomfortable, and very turned on the entire time. ]

[swordhandled]

[ he finishes by pressing a kiss to the center of Gerome's palm ]

[maskarang]

Even with something like this— [ he cuts off before finishing the sentence. there's still more to do, more to feel, and he hopes dearly he can do all of it later. he didn't need a push, but, if he did? that attention to his hand would've been it. he shifts himself again until he's in the perfect position to go back to kissing owain. is owain tired of this yet? too bad.

there's a new trick, at least. he moves one hand lower, down to owain's thigh and then under it. just. gonna nudge his legs apart and lift up. listen, they've been basically ignoring their dicks this entire time. they need to touch? and grinding their hips together is a good way to accomplish that. ]

nsfw warning goes here now

[swordhandled]

At your limit? [ owain murmurs against gerome's lips as he starts kissing him once more. he didn't mean to tease him, but it's not an unpleasant side effect of him simply demonstrating his love.

though he feels gerome shift his legs and then he's pressing forward and-- oh there's that delicious pressure that he had been missing. dicks indeed need to touch and owain is sad that it took this long for it to happen. he wraps one leg around gerome's waist and grinds back against him, wanting more of it. ]