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[ The way that the other’s breath catches has Cyno feeling heat
flush hotter throughout his body. He curls his fingers into the other’s
tail, holding it as the other presses against him. The kiss grows more
heated and Tighnari feels everyone of Cyno’s senses. He feels like he could
easily lose himself in his best friend... mate and that wouldn’t be
so bad.
He groans quietly against the other’s mouth as the other’s tongue
presses into his mouth. He can taste coffee and the hint of the spices from
their food but more strongly he simply tastes Tighnari and he’s addicted.
The hand that doesn’t have hold of Tighnari’s tail, drags over one
of his sides, tugging at his clothes and maybe this is all moving quickly
but he wants to have his hands on the other’s bare skin. ]
[ it is moving quickly, but tighnari can't hold cyno's urge to touch against him. they've waited a long time for this, and the moment is so nice, perfect and warm, with the morning sunlight streaming through tall, dusty windows, surrounded by the scent of books and plants and each other.
tighnari is still in his pajamas - loose cotton shorts and an oversized sweatshirt - so when cyno begins to tug, tighnari takes his hand and guides it beneath the hem of his shirt, and against warm, supple skin. though cyno might not like what he finds there.
scars. the usual ones, of course, from his top surgery, and the lingering lichtenberg scar from his lightning strike, but also.. more. three long, wide scars across his abdomen, and another messy puncture scar against his ribs. ]
[ The setting lends itself to a moment like this. He's surrounded by a place that Tighnari has made for himself and he feels right at home, like he belongs here too and like Tighnari belongs on his lap. Their mouths are made for each other. Of course the guy who makes dad jokes is also a bit cheesy in romance.
Cyno's hands press to the warmth of the other's skin. He's seen Tighnari's body plenty of times, tended to him while he was injured even. But there's scars he doesn't know and he knew most of Tighnari's scars and how he'd gotten them. It jolts him out of the moment slightly, his fingers tracing and finding all those new scars. ]
[ cyno's fingers skirt against his scars, and tighnari tenses a little, because of course he would have questions. of course he would want to know. tighnari would feel the same. ]
Ah, well..
[ he presses his lips together. ]
Long stories, both of them, but - [ he sweeps his sweatshirt off over his head, casting it aside onto the sofa cushion. ] - long story short, a dragon, and a long fall. Hideous, I know, you'll simply have to put up with them.
[ Cyno's eyes are drawn to the new scars, feeling anger surge again but if Tighnari wanted to give him the full story now he would have. And he ends up more concerned with the way the other refers to them.
He makes a low tsking noise and his fingers return to the scars as he meets Tighnari's eyes. ]
Nothing about you is hideous but I would kill those responsible if I could.
[ Tighnari doesn't deserve suffering, he's had enough. ]
[ tighnari by no means wants to keep the details from cyno, but they're a little bit.. involved, at the moment, and this does not seem like the best time. later. another time. for now, he's pressing close to cyno again. ]
I know you would. I wouldn't stop you.
[ the warden has harmed and killed so many in her cruel, terrible games.. but tighnari presses that thought away, instead kissing along cyno's jaw, nuzzling at his ear, purring deep in his chest. ]
[ Cyno struggles to pull his mind back to the present and not allow the anger to take root. He pushes his focus onto Tighnari's kisses and nuzzling. The purr relaxes and distracts slowly pulling him back to this moment they have together that had been so long in coming. ]
[ a soft chuckle accompanies the purr, as tighnari continues to lavish cyno with love and affection, hoping to distract him (to distract them both) from the scars, and all the pain that came along with them. they're long healed over, now. it's best to move on. to move forward.
tighnari's arms close around cyno's shoulders, squeezing, as he rocks his hips more fully into cyno's lap, head dropping to press into his shoulder. his hands slip beneath cyno's shirt, fingertips splaying against hot, sun-kissed skin. ]
[ There's no completely distracting Cyno from the scars because they are a part of Tighnari's body and he'll accept and pay attention to all of it. But they don't have to talk about them or the past, and if Tighnari ever pushed him away from an area he'd respect it but...
His hands spread over the other's stomach and slowly up his torso, feeling the scars, the muscles, fingertips grazing over nipples.
he groans as the other rocks his hips and presses up into his hips with a thrust upward of his own as his arms wrap around his middle. ]
[ tighnari offers a soft laugh, his hands slipping further up cyno's chest, over warm skin and hard, tight muscle. he's touched cyno plenty of times in the past - friendly gestures, and cleaning up his wounds - but this is very different. his hands are exploring now, touching simply to touch, to feel, and cyno feels.. good, so good, warm as a miniature sun.
he's waited so long for this.
tipping his chin down, he arches into cyno's touch, his blood warming again as tighnari seeks his mouth in another hot kiss, this one a little more greedy than the last. ]
[ Cyno breathes and the other's hands feel like they were made to touch him just as the other's skin is made for his fingers. He can't imagine losing this now that he has it, losing this new level to his relationship with Tighnari.
How has he been so madly in love with him all this time and never seen the signs?
Cyno tightens his arms around Tighnari as he returns the kiss. It's tinged with more desire, something more than lust. He parts his lips and his tongue traces Tighnari's lips before pushing against them to claim his mouth further. Where their hips meet the other can surely feel how hard he is. How could he not be? ]
[ cyno's tongue is warm and slick as it slips into his mouth, and tighnari whines gently against him, his expression tight as he tilts his head, and parts his lips wide. kissing cyno feels so good, so right, like something he's been waiting for for a lifetime. he can feel the hard heat of cyno's interested cock against him, and it's enough to make him shiver, a soft, pleased sound tumbling from his lips.
this is moving quickly, but.. does that matter? why should it? they've waited a long time, for this. long enough that he doesn't think they need to wait any longer.
rocking his hips again, tighnari at last shoves cyno's shirt up, breaking the kiss only long enough to pull it over his head before he's rushing in to seek his mouth again, one hand dropping to begin working at cyno's belt. ]
[ Cyno groans at the rocking of hips and he tries to follow the other's mouth when the kiss is broken. It's only a moment before they're crashing into each other again. His shirt discarded and Tighnari's hands on his belt.
Cyno takes the hit and starts to carelessly tug and pull at Tighnari's remaining clothes to get them out of the way. He wants to feel his body against his own, craves their flesh meeting and coming together. His hand strokes over the other's back, down to where his tail meets the small of his back, fingers rubbing against the rise of fur with a moan.
He lifts his hips with the belt out of the way to get his bottoms off and free his cock. His hand free hand slips between Tighnari's legs, brushing against his cunt and dipping to feel the wetness waiting for him. ]
[ it's a little awkward to get through his clothing while they're on the sofa, but between hot kisses they manage to strip tighnari of his shorts and underclothes both, and tighnari wrenches open cyno's belt, to free his already half-hard cock.
which tighnari can't help but look at.. just a little bit. he's big. girthy. the sight of him makes tighnari's mouth water.
but he can't enjoy the visual for long, because soon cyno's hand is slipping between his legs, rough fingers dipping against his cunt, and tighnari shivers, whines, arches his back, pressing their brows together. ]
[ Cyno can scarcely believe how good Tighnari’s wet cunt feels on
his fingers. His touches are tentative and light at first before spreading
his lips a little and dipping further in against him as his fingers draw
upward to tease his clit. He’s not experienced but he tries not to let that
affect his actions. He’s thought a thousand times over how he would touch
Tighnari, how he dreams of taking him. ]
[ experienced or not, cyno is perceptive, at least, and tighnari is incredibly reactive to his touches, releasing a soft cry when cyno's rough fingertips drag along his clit. that obviously feels good. right there. ]
Yes. Yes.
[ he starts, because there's nothing he wants more than to ride cyno right here, right now, with the sun streaming in against their bare skin, but then.. well, maybe cyno would prefer something a little more intimate, a little more cozy. ]
[ It's easy enough to follow Tighnari's cues, to see what he reacts to the most and to do it again, lightly rubbing against his clit. Tighnari's so perfect, it steals his breath away really. His cock is hard and he wants to feel himself inside of that wet cunt... to be as close as possible to Tighnari in a way he's longed for for years. It's finally happening.
[ tighnari doesn't want to move from this place either, he wants this to be natural, easy, effortless, he wants it to feel right, and in this moment, it does. this is correct. this is good. here is perfect.
and so tighnari shifts nearer, holding himself up on his knees, one hand wrapped around the heat of cyno's cock as he positions himself over him, guiding his tip. in one smooth roll of his hips, tighnari lowers himself, cyno's cock gliding deep into his body, filling him up. tighnari gasps, snagging cyno by the shoulders as he seats himself. ]
[ Cyno would believe that anywhere would feel right, would feel good and perfect but they’re here right now and why would he change anything? Tighnari is beautiful and eager just as Cyno is.
His breath is harsh as the other shifts, his hand going to his side as the other grips his cock. ]
Nari...
[ Cyno groans, the other's wet heat taking him in, gripping his cock as Tighnari lowers himself onto his cock so fluidly. He quickly slides his hand down to the other's hip, gripping it tightly to hold him in place as he takes a deep breath. This is a pleasure beyond imagining and he doesn't want to lose himself too early. ]
[ cyno is quite big, tighnari thinks, and his cock stretches him full, satisfying him deeply, scratching an itch deep in his gut. ]
Gods -
[ tighnari hisses through his teeth, trembling, his hands sinking deep into cyno's thick hair, holding tightly. it feels so good.. warm and thick and filling him up so good - and knowing just who it is that's inside of him - cyno, his cyno..
tipping his weight forward, he presses cyno back against the sofa until he's on his back, tighnari looming over him, bracing himself with hands against cyno's chest as he begins to move, rocking his hips down, taking him deep. ]
[ Tighnari's body is tight around his cock and he groans at the way the other holds onto him, the feeling of nimble fingers in his hair and every little thing about Tighnari sets him ablaze. His hands stay tight on his hips for a long moment before his grip loosens and he caresses down the outside of Tighnari's thighs.
Cyno inhales sharply, shifting with the other's insistent push until he's laying back on the sofa and Tighnari is above him. Each movement just reminds him of the tight pleasure of Tighnari's cunt around him. The sight is mesmerizing. He can't take his eyes off of him. His calloused hands drag upward on the other's thighs, over his hips and to his sides. ]
Tighnari... you feel...
[ There is no word that seems to be enough to describe how good he feels. He groans lowly, fingers gripping the other's side as Tighnari started to rock. ]
[ it's a beautiful moment. morning sunlight streams through the windows, lighting up their skin, warming them as they come together, their bodies meeting. the air around them is crisp, it smells of soil and books, and of cyno, and tighnari. sunlight spills across cyno's form beneath him, over beautiful bronze skin and hard muscle - he looks like a young god, deep in the throes of his pleasure.
and he's all tighnari's. ]
.. good?
[ he supplies, around a soft puff of a laugh, and he begins to shift his hips again, falling into a slow rhythm, feeling the thick, hot slide of cyno's cock in his body, filling him up. it's so, so good. ]
“So good... Better than anything I have ever felt before.”
Cyno says it with the utmost sincerity and he shouldn’t be surprised that connecting with Tighnari would be this good, magical even. He’s dreamt of it for so long and it surpasses everything. He lets out another groan as the other starts to ride him. The way Tighnari’s cunt grips him, is everything he could have asked for and more.
Cyno is such a sweet, romantic man at heart, Tighnari isn't surprised to hear him say such a thing; he can't help but smile.
"You're such a sweet sap," he says, very fondly, through quick, harsh breaths as he rides Cyno's lap, feeling the pull and push of that cock spreading him open. He's so big, so thick.. Tighnari feels so full, right to the brim - to think he'll have access to this whenever he likes..
It feels like he's waited so long, for Cyno. To have him like this. To feel him, to connect with him emotionally, and physically. Low purrs and soft moans spill from Tighnari's lips as he rocks his hips a little more quickly. "You're so big.."
Cyno might have made a joke any other time but he has at least enough sense not to or maybe it’s that all his sense is being knocked out of him with each movement of the other’s body, the way he moves on his cock. Cyno’s already feeling pushed to his limit and they’ve just begun.
A soft growl escapes Cyno when the other comments on his size, the stroke to his ego along with the sounds that Tighnari makes are almost too much. His hips push up sharply, hands tightening on the other’s sides.
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[ The way that the other’s breath catches has Cyno feeling heat flush hotter throughout his body. He curls his fingers into the other’s tail, holding it as the other presses against him. The kiss grows more heated and Tighnari feels everyone of Cyno’s senses. He feels like he could easily lose himself in his best friend... mate and that wouldn’t be so bad.
He groans quietly against the other’s mouth as the other’s tongue presses into his mouth. He can taste coffee and the hint of the spices from their food but more strongly he simply tastes Tighnari and he’s addicted.
The hand that doesn’t have hold of Tighnari’s tail, drags over one of his sides, tugging at his clothes and maybe this is all moving quickly but he wants to have his hands on the other’s bare skin. ]
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tighnari is still in his pajamas - loose cotton shorts and an oversized sweatshirt - so when cyno begins to tug, tighnari takes his hand and guides it beneath the hem of his shirt, and against warm, supple skin. though cyno might not like what he finds there.
scars. the usual ones, of course, from his top surgery, and the lingering lichtenberg scar from his lightning strike, but also.. more. three long, wide scars across his abdomen, and another messy puncture scar against his ribs. ]
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Cyno's hands press to the warmth of the other's skin. He's seen Tighnari's body plenty of times, tended to him while he was injured even. But there's scars he doesn't know and he knew most of Tighnari's scars and how he'd gotten them. It jolts him out of the moment slightly, his fingers tracing and finding all those new scars. ]
What happened?
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Ah, well..
[ he presses his lips together. ]
Long stories, both of them, but - [ he sweeps his sweatshirt off over his head, casting it aside onto the sofa cushion. ] - long story short, a dragon, and a long fall. Hideous, I know, you'll simply have to put up with them.
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He makes a low tsking noise and his fingers return to the scars as he meets Tighnari's eyes. ]
Nothing about you is hideous but I would kill those responsible if I could.
[ Tighnari doesn't deserve suffering, he's had enough. ]
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I know you would. I wouldn't stop you.
[ the warden has harmed and killed so many in her cruel, terrible games.. but tighnari presses that thought away, instead kissing along cyno's jaw, nuzzling at his ear, purring deep in his chest. ]
But I'm here, now. I'm all right.
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And you're beautiful. And mine.
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[ a soft chuckle accompanies the purr, as tighnari continues to lavish cyno with love and affection, hoping to distract him (to distract them both) from the scars, and all the pain that came along with them. they're long healed over, now. it's best to move on. to move forward.
tighnari's arms close around cyno's shoulders, squeezing, as he rocks his hips more fully into cyno's lap, head dropping to press into his shoulder. his hands slip beneath cyno's shirt, fingertips splaying against hot, sun-kissed skin. ]
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His hands spread over the other's stomach and slowly up his torso, feeling the scars, the muscles, fingertips grazing over nipples.
he groans as the other rocks his hips and presses up into his hips with a thrust upward of his own as his arms wrap around his middle. ]
I'm yours as well.
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[ tighnari offers a soft laugh, his hands slipping further up cyno's chest, over warm skin and hard, tight muscle. he's touched cyno plenty of times in the past - friendly gestures, and cleaning up his wounds - but this is very different. his hands are exploring now, touching simply to touch, to feel, and cyno feels.. good, so good, warm as a miniature sun.
he's waited so long for this.
tipping his chin down, he arches into cyno's touch, his blood warming again as tighnari seeks his mouth in another hot kiss, this one a little more greedy than the last. ]
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[ Cyno breathes and the other's hands feel like they were made to touch him just as the other's skin is made for his fingers. He can't imagine losing this now that he has it, losing this new level to his relationship with Tighnari.
How has he been so madly in love with him all this time and never seen the signs?
Cyno tightens his arms around Tighnari as he returns the kiss. It's tinged with more desire, something more than lust. He parts his lips and his tongue traces Tighnari's lips before pushing against them to claim his mouth further. Where their hips meet the other can surely feel how hard he is. How could he not be? ]
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this is moving quickly, but.. does that matter? why should it? they've waited a long time, for this. long enough that he doesn't think they need to wait any longer.
rocking his hips again, tighnari at last shoves cyno's shirt up, breaking the kiss only long enough to pull it over his head before he's rushing in to seek his mouth again, one hand dropping to begin working at cyno's belt. ]
I want you..
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Cyno takes the hit and starts to carelessly tug and pull at Tighnari's remaining clothes to get them out of the way. He wants to feel his body against his own, craves their flesh meeting and coming together. His hand strokes over the other's back, down to where his tail meets the small of his back, fingers rubbing against the rise of fur with a moan.
He lifts his hips with the belt out of the way to get his bottoms off and free his cock. His hand free hand slips between Tighnari's legs, brushing against his cunt and dipping to feel the wetness waiting for him. ]
Tighnari...
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which tighnari can't help but look at.. just a little bit. he's big. girthy. the sight of him makes tighnari's mouth water.
but he can't enjoy the visual for long, because soon cyno's hand is slipping between his legs, rough fingers dipping against his cunt, and tighnari shivers, whines, arches his back, pressing their brows together. ]
Mmn.. feels nice..
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[ Cyno can scarcely believe how good Tighnari’s wet cunt feels on his fingers. His touches are tentative and light at first before spreading his lips a little and dipping further in against him as his fingers draw upward to tease his clit. He’s not experienced but he tries not to let that affect his actions. He’s thought a thousand times over how he would touch Tighnari, how he dreams of taking him. ]
Do you want to... like this?
[ On his lap. ]
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Yes. Yes.
[ he starts, because there's nothing he wants more than to ride cyno right here, right now, with the sun streaming in against their bare skin, but then.. well, maybe cyno would prefer something a little more intimate, a little more cozy. ]
Would you.. prefer to move to my bed?
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And he couldn't care less where. ]
Here... we don't need to move.
[ That would just take more time. ]
I just want to feel you.
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[ tighnari doesn't want to move from this place either, he wants this to be natural, easy, effortless, he wants it to feel right, and in this moment, it does. this is correct. this is good. here is perfect.
and so tighnari shifts nearer, holding himself up on his knees, one hand wrapped around the heat of cyno's cock as he positions himself over him, guiding his tip. in one smooth roll of his hips, tighnari lowers himself, cyno's cock gliding deep into his body, filling him up. tighnari gasps, snagging cyno by the shoulders as he seats himself. ]
Cyno -
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His breath is harsh as the other shifts, his hand going to his side as the other grips his cock. ]
Nari...
[ Cyno groans, the other's wet heat taking him in, gripping his cock as Tighnari lowers himself onto his cock so fluidly. He quickly slides his hand down to the other's hip, gripping it tightly to hold him in place as he takes a deep breath. This is a pleasure beyond imagining and he doesn't want to lose himself too early. ]
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Gods -
[ tighnari hisses through his teeth, trembling, his hands sinking deep into cyno's thick hair, holding tightly. it feels so good.. warm and thick and filling him up so good - and knowing just who it is that's inside of him - cyno, his cyno..
tipping his weight forward, he presses cyno back against the sofa until he's on his back, tighnari looming over him, bracing himself with hands against cyno's chest as he begins to move, rocking his hips down, taking him deep. ]
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Cyno inhales sharply, shifting with the other's insistent push until he's laying back on the sofa and Tighnari is above him. Each movement just reminds him of the tight pleasure of Tighnari's cunt around him. The sight is mesmerizing. He can't take his eyes off of him. His calloused hands drag upward on the other's thighs, over his hips and to his sides. ]
Tighnari... you feel...
[ There is no word that seems to be enough to describe how good he feels. He groans lowly, fingers gripping the other's side as Tighnari started to rock. ]
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and he's all tighnari's. ]
.. good?
[ he supplies, around a soft puff of a laugh, and he begins to shift his hips again, falling into a slow rhythm, feeling the thick, hot slide of cyno's cock in his body, filling him up. it's so, so good. ]
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Cyno says it with the utmost sincerity and he shouldn’t be surprised that connecting with Tighnari would be this good, magical even. He’s dreamt of it for so long and it surpasses everything. He lets out another groan as the other starts to ride him. The way Tighnari’s cunt grips him, is everything he could have asked for and more.
“Like you were made for me and I for you.”
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"You're such a sweet sap," he says, very fondly, through quick, harsh breaths as he rides Cyno's lap, feeling the pull and push of that cock spreading him open. He's so big, so thick.. Tighnari feels so full, right to the brim - to think he'll have access to this whenever he likes..
It feels like he's waited so long, for Cyno. To have him like this. To feel him, to connect with him emotionally, and physically. Low purrs and soft moans spill from Tighnari's lips as he rocks his hips a little more quickly. "You're so big.."
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A soft growl escapes Cyno when the other comments on his size, the stroke to his ego along with the sounds that Tighnari makes are almost too much. His hips push up sharply, hands tightening on the other’s sides.
“I’m not going to last.” He knows it’s too fast.
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