[he shivers and twitches around him, from both the addition and the mess of the lube, tail lashing with want. the words undo him, too, that sentiment with Raven's voice.]
[he arches his back tighter, trying to press into that kiss but also chase the way he's being fingerfucked. his tail lashing back and forth and probably tickling raven's belly.]
[it's so tempting to keep going, tease him until he's all strung out, make him cry and beg for raven's cock, but for once... he wants to be nice to him. slowly he withdraws his fingers and leans back]
Roll over.
[he'll even grab a pillow and place it under noah, for his hips]
[raven's fingers are curled around his own cock, making it slick, and when he gazes upon noah sprawled out with his skirt flipped, hard cock on full display--he can't help it. he lets out a low groan and keeps touching himself, biting his lip]
[fuck. raven's breath catches and he guides his cock down to rub against noah's hole, teasing them both for just a few agonizing moments, before he presses in]
For you, I will beg... any time! Hells, you feel so right--
[unabashed moaning? unabashed moaning. g'raha would be grateful they're in the hotel for this but mostly he's focused on the feeling of Raven filling him up, on shamelessly running his mouth and curling his fingers tight in the sheets as he tries to pull Raven deeper.]
[that is devastating on so many levels. he clamps down tight on Raven's cock, fighting off orgasm from just this much, just Raven deep within him, using his name, professing his love. it's really almost too much, and his inner walls flutter around Raven buried deep within him and he gasps breathlessly.]
[feeling that, feeling noah tighten around him makes him groan and he grabs onto noah's hips for leverage as he starts a quick, pounding pace that's just short of relentless. he has a feeling noah doesn't want it slow right now, not from the way he's gasping]
[noah is loud, entirely approving. but his tail is curving 'round Raven's thigh, and he does his best to move into Raven's frenetic pace with sharp jerks of his hips.]
[Noah grips Raven's shoulders, returning the kiss with a fervor, but trying to convey his own soft feelings with it as well. He moans softly against his mouth, and clenches fitfully around his cock.]
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Please--
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Patience.
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[but he is letting Raven guide his movements, however he whines, his thighs shifting ever so slightly further apart.]
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[he leans down and plants a kiss on the back of noah's neck as he steadily fucks him with his fingers]
Do you want it like this? Or on your back?
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Nnh... I want- to see your face.
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Good. I do too.
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Roll over.
[he'll even grab a pillow and place it under noah, for his hips]
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[Noah gasps at the slide of fingers out of him, but eagerly rolls onto his back, skirt flipped up to show his cock hard and heavy between his thighs.]
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Please.
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You sound so... sweet... when you beg... nnh.
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[unabashed moaning? unabashed moaning. g'raha would be grateful they're in the hotel for this but mostly he's focused on the feeling of Raven filling him up, on shamelessly running his mouth and curling his fingers tight in the sheets as he tries to pull Raven deeper.]
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G'raha... Tia. Look at me.
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[but he's opening his eyes, tipping his head to look at Raven with naked want.]
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Raha. I like the way that sounds.
[cups his cheek with his clean hand]
I love you, Raha.
[and he snaps his hips forward, pushing himself in deep]
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[noah is loud, entirely approving. but his tail is curving 'round Raven's thigh, and he does his best to move into Raven's frenetic pace with sharp jerks of his hips.]
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Good boy...
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Nnh... I want- t'be good, for you...
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[he leans down to kiss noah softly, forcing him to bend his back as he stays pressed deep]
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Fuck... Raha...
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[bucking against him, trying to keep up but having trouble matching his rhythm just right, throwing them off.]
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