[Ah, the good thing about having a temple to themselves: no one will question why Leo's screaming. Music to his ears as he continues on, picking up the pace as his hands reach the inside of his thighs and begins to rub circles in a soothing massage fashion.
Clearly there's only one way Aymeric's gonna stop this.]
[Sensory overload? Perhaps. But he's not going to stop right now because all he's thinking about is giving his dear one that pleasure, that sweet release. He can't exactly speak right now but that's alright. He likes hearing Leo speak and express how he feels and if Aymeric is making him feel good, then he's going to keep doing his best.]
[Leo takes that as a yes, which is frankly unfair of Aymeric but it's not like he's in a position to complain, after all. He just groans and tugs on the elezen's hair again before letting his hand fall to the side in defeat. He shifts and writhes as he tries not to buck up too far into Aymeric's mouth.]
[You'll thank him after. One even has to wonder how he can even breathe because he hasn't really stopped. Nor will he until someone climaxes...and it ain't gonna be him.]
[He's far from cruel; just of the mindset that making someone feel very good trumps over anything else. Even though his mouth is still full and preoccupied, Aymeric casts his eyes up at Leo. Once were the sly and almost devilish glances and now they were softer, almost trying to reassure him that this is exactly what he wants to do. His pleasure is making others feel wonderful and he gently squeezes his thighs to drive the point home.]
[If Aymeric is certain, far be it from Leo to protest any further. He finally relaxes, shifting to bracket Aymeric with his knees while he continues to drive him closer and closer to pleasure (and the tight knot and warmth in Leo's stomach tells him that he's close).]
[Ah, he relaxes now. That's good as the man closes his eyes and lets himself pace at his own speed. Up and down he goes as one hand moves away from Leo's thigh and moves downward to his own neglected length, feeling aroused as he starts to stroke. Aymeric doesn't pay too much attention to it as his mouth moves back up Leo's tip just so he can see that flushed face of his dear one again.
Damn romantic.
'Wonderful' he can't help but think as the moon over them bathed them both in its rays. Maybe it was due to him unable to see how the sun reflected off but maybe the moon shows what the light cannot. Would Leo be alright if he knew it showed off his best features? Or at least in Aymeric's mind anyway. He'd say them if his mouth isn't full at the moment but his thoughts will have to do.
[Oh he can be much worse. Be lucky he isn't a bard otherwise there would be songs written about him. Hearing Leo moan must mean he's pretty damn close. Aymeric stops working on himself and lifts Leo up about an inch off the bed and quickens himself. He's not one to vocally say it but he knows the other's body wants that release. He's just gonna make sure it's something to remember.]
[Leo's so confused by what Aymeric's doing that it's almost a surprise when his stomach tightens again. But he still feels it, and when he comes he's crying out for Aymeric.]
[And it's there that he stops and takes it all in. He's careful not to stay at a certain angle lest he wants to choke and he starts licking the shaft until there was not much left, letting his mouth make a small popping noise as he let go. Leo can certainly hear the gulp Aymeric makes as he does indeed swallow just as he starts kissing him from hip bone to the hollow of his neck.]
You need not repay me for desiring to make you feel wonderful. It is because I love you that I wish to make you feel special for no other reason than just that.
[His redness grows as his breath hitches. With Leo's hand around him, he can feel hiw painfully aroused he is and still able to keep a decent expression. It's relief as Aymeric begins to leak pre cum, his body grateful that someone is giving some attention.]
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Clearly there's only one way Aymeric's gonna stop this.]
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Still, he has to try, so Leo reaches down to tug on Aymeric's hair and gasp out:]
Gods, Aymeric, are you trying to--?
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Ay-aymeric, gods, I'm going to come if you keep--
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Damn romantic.
'Wonderful' he can't help but think as the moon over them bathed them both in its rays. Maybe it was due to him unable to see how the sun reflected off but maybe the moon shows what the light cannot. Would Leo be alright if he knew it showed off his best features? Or at least in Aymeric's mind anyway. He'd say them if his mouth isn't full at the moment but his thoughts will have to do.
'Beautiful...']
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As it stands, however, all Leo knows and cares about right now is how good Aymeric feels between his legs and how much closer--]
Ngh, Aymeric, I--
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Feel better now, do we?
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You are terrible, love. How am I supposed to repay that?
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You need not repay me for desiring to make you feel wonderful. It is because I love you that I wish to make you feel special for no other reason than just that.
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I...may have neglected myself a bit in the process.
[If it ain't with eating or sleeping, it's also with sex when too focused on his partner.]
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[Leo tugs Aymeric up, sliding a hand down the front of his yukata.]
Will this work for now?
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[His redness grows as his breath hitches. With Leo's hand around him, he can feel hiw painfully aroused he is and still able to keep a decent expression. It's relief as Aymeric begins to leak pre cum, his body grateful that someone is giving some attention.]
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[Leo chuckles and presses a kiss against the other's cheek.]
It's upsetting when you're uncomfortable like this.
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[The closeness of his love does help and he leans in, bucking his hips to the pace.]
I am used to taking care of others before my own needs...I did not think it would upset you so.
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But sometimes I do forget about my own as an afterthought. Mayhap that is something to work towards...and I may need help.
[Like what Leo is doing now. That counts.]
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[He grins a little.]
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[What are you planning...?]
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