Bond post: gifts

[awakenerd]

Who: Heroes
When: Day 37, evening
Where: All the Cabins

[Rean is visiting YOUR cabin with a big big pot of hot pot and a smile. Or if you don't answer several knocks he'll leave it on your doorstep and your team can spirit it inside to share.]

Ginger | Thyme | Senna | Jasmine | Licorice | Clover

Comments

Re: nsfw

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow has no way of indicating that he would, in fact, be more than okay with Rean doing that-- but it's a thought Rean can pin for next time, perhaps.

Anyway, he can't actually say anything so forming a momentary suction around Rean's cock will have to suffice as a response to Rean's praise. He's still Crow and he very much appreciates hearing how good he looks and feels. He's not letting up for an instant, eagerly keeping up with the pace Rean has set for him. ]

Re: nsfw

[awakenerd]

[He groans and tugs on Crow's hair, cock twitching a little but keeping control just long enough to say.]

Ah damn you feel-- so good. I'm going to come, Crow.

[It's a warning, he's ready to come but he's giving Crow a second to adjust and brace for it before pushing a little further into his mouth, shuddering and spilling against his tongue. Crow is way too attractive on his knees, and he has many things left to do to him.]

Re: nsfw

[bad_crowmance]

[ That second is appreciated, it gives Crow the chance he needs to be ready for Rean. He greedily sucks and swallows, taking in every last drop that Rean has to offer until he's entirely spent.

This was just the beginning, Crow's entirely aware, but fuck what an incredible prelude. ]

Re: nsfw

[awakenerd]

[Goddess Crow feels good sucking on his cock like this. He pulls out of Crow's mouth, leans down and uses the hand in Crow's hair to force his head up so Rean can kiss him heatedly. He needs a moment to recover but having come once will give him a little more breathing room to torment Crow without getting distracted himself.]

Re: nsfw

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow responds to the kiss every bit as heatedly, a little out of breath and very horny. The taste of Rean on his mouth and on his lips is a sweet contrast to the desperate, needy throb of his own cock between his legs. A part of him wishes he could touch Rean, drag him in closer, thread his fingers through his hair. The rest of him, however, wouldn't give up the Rean taking charge like this for all the mira (or sparks, he supposes) in the universe. ]