( challenges are good - aventurine is certainly fond of them. but the unruly dance of feelings making a mess of his head rids him of reason, and this, too, will be something for future kirma to think back on, perhaps wonder if there has ever been anything to it: that in spite of a now smaller part of him still wishing to belittle and spat on a filthy dog, a much bigger part looks at him with unfiltered yearning.
it's all about the prospect of something. there's no certainty that kirma will turn into a bunny for him to feast on, perhaps not even a guarantee that aventurine will be the only one to have him - but it's a gamble, and doesn't aventurine just love those?
so be it, then. a challenge, a bet, a gamble, a game. his fingers are guided to curl further around his tail and do so obediently, and when he at last pulls on it, perhaps a tad unforgiving for the man aventurine actually is, underneath all of his masks and roles, it is alongside the first real thrust of his hips, and he allows the both of them the relief of an actual, thank-fucking-god not mid fuck.
more, though. this isn't enough. there's saliva pooling inside his mouth, threatening to drool and spill out. he leans forward, down closer to where the nook between neck and shoulder meet before he sinks his fangs down on skin, biting and marking and claiming him. would they be seen, later, when they're clothed again? the idea of it has him stiffen and throb inside of kirma in spite of his movements, and if not - again, a challenge and a gamble -, then isn't all that aventurine has to do is just mark him all over?
how is that, for a claim that would have lasting consequences, far beyond the mere game of fox and bunny? )
idk they were happier here at least .
it's all about the prospect of something. there's no certainty that kirma will turn into a bunny for him to feast on, perhaps not even a guarantee that aventurine will be the only one to have him - but it's a gamble, and doesn't aventurine just love those?
so be it, then. a challenge, a bet, a gamble, a game. his fingers are guided to curl further around his tail and do so obediently, and when he at last pulls on it, perhaps a tad unforgiving for the man aventurine actually is, underneath all of his masks and roles, it is alongside the first real thrust of his hips, and he allows the both of them the relief of an actual, thank-fucking-god not mid fuck.
more, though. this isn't enough. there's saliva pooling inside his mouth, threatening to drool and spill out. he leans forward, down closer to where the nook between neck and shoulder meet before he sinks his fangs down on skin, biting and marking and claiming him. would they be seen, later, when they're clothed again? the idea of it has him stiffen and throb inside of kirma in spite of his movements, and if not - again, a challenge and a gamble -, then isn't all that aventurine has to do is just mark him all over?
how is that, for a claim that would have lasting consequences, far beyond the mere game of fox and bunny? )