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[personal profile] blumenthal 2022-08-02 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
There is so little Caleb can do to mask how it feels to be inside Yussa like this, dripping with arousal again, hips twitching in involuntary response to his touch. It feels overwhelming, so Caleb whimpers into his shoulder, eyes blinking shut for a moment as he steadies himself. He's never been held in quite such a precarious position. He thinks he is getting hard again, far too soon and just in time. The pleasure of it is drawn out of him as though by force. It is exhilarating.

His lips find Yussa's cheek, discovering the warmth of a flush there to match his own. He can't help smiling as he thinks of Yussa's frustration at dealing with onerous colleagues.

"I could give you something to look forward to," he muses aloud, doing his best to sound more unaffected than he feels. It helps that he has guessed correctly about this subject not being off limits when it comes to lurid imaginings. Slipping into Yussa's office midday to offer him a small respite is a rather appealing fantasy. "You would barely need to undress for me to touch you like this."

The pads of his fingers roll up and back over his clit, still unhurried. There is no rush. He's building Yussa's pleasure by prolonging it. "Would you want me to fuck you there, against your desk? Or would you prefer just my fingers?"
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[personal profile] blumenthal 2022-08-04 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
"I would respect your schedule, Professor." Caleb's lips curl with quiet, playful humor even as he struggles to maintain some composure. Yussa's squirming against him, seeking more from his fingers, is driving his body into a state of both desperate and reluctant arousal. The tight pull of warm, wet walls encourages stiffness back into his cock, like his body just can't help but give Yussa what he needs. "I only want to give you some relief, after all, during a stressful day."

He gives him a taste of that relief when his strokes get longer, finally rubbing all the way up and over the sensitive and swollen tip of his clit consistently. Gods, he loves the silky heat of him, the contrast between hard and soft.

With the arm beneath Yussa, it is very easy for Caleb to reach for a small breast and knead it, pinching the dark brown nipple between thumb and forefinger. His breath grows increasingly heavy as his cock does the same inside Yussa.
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[personal profile] blumenthal 2022-08-04 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
Caleb swears softly but sharply in Zemnian. His feels dizzy with the swift return of his need, and Yussa's shaking fingers rubbing over the base of his cock while his cunt squeezes around the rest of him, makes him certain he won't be able to ignore it.

"I am sorry, schatz," he pants as his pace slows rather than speeds up. "I would love to do as you ask, but I need you to stay with me." The reason for that should be obvious. His hips jerk forward as Yussa fucks back against him, and his cock shifts inside him in a shallow thrust that makes pleasure pool hotly in his stomach. "Since we are in bed, not at your office, I am going to draw it out tonight."

With an apologetic kiss to his neck, his hand leaves Yussa's clit entirely, instead helping him to get his leg hooked securely up over his own. "Is that all right?" he asks.
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[personal profile] blumenthal 2022-08-11 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
The way Yussa's cunt clenches down around him when he stops stroking him is obscene, because taking away the pleasure he's been giving him shouldn't feel so good. But Yussa's body clings to him, taking what satisfaction he can from holding his cock deep inside. Caleb takes a shuddering breath, nuzzling against his jaw. Yussa is all but limp against him, abuzz with restless energy but suddenly unable to direct it, rendering him a pliant, agreeable vessel. But Caleb does not mistake the trust inherent here.

"Thank you," he murmurs, and kisses the shell of his ear. "I promise to make it worth the wait." The least he can do in apology for delaying his orgasm is make it a very good one.

With Yussa's leg secure over his own, Caleb holds him tight around the middle and rolls them both, much easier this time since he is only rolling onto his back and taking Yussa with him. He breathes in sharply when his cock shifts inside him in the process, but they remain connected. Somehow he seems even smaller laying on top of him, and he isn't very heavy. Caleb guides the back of Yussa's head to rest against his shoulder with gentle hands, stroking lightly through his mussed white hair, then tracing fingertips down his face, his neck, over his shoulders and collarbones to his pert little breasts. His hands cup them with room to spare, firm without being rough as he massages soft, tender flesh.

Caleb bends his knees to brace his feet against the bed, spreading them apart for stability and forcing Yussa's legs to spread open even wider around them. It is a breathtaking view, one they share. He begins to rock up into his elven lover slowly, movements reserved, both testing the position and his own sensitivity. His cock throbs eagerly, fucking with ease in and out of Yussa's slick, receptive cunt. But there is still a sharpness behind it that makes Caleb certain that going any faster this soon would be too much for him.
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[personal profile] blumenthal 2022-08-13 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
Yussa arches and writhes on top of him, seemingly unable to keep still, and Caleb can't help how hot he finds that. What a contrast between this man and the one he went to bed with last night. Both are deeply appealing. He'd intended to show Yussa his own flexibility tonight, to prove that he's interested in him for more than dominance play they'd engaged in before. He hadn't expected to see another side of Yussa as well, but he is glad for it.

His lips trace the long line of his ear as he rocks up into him at a steady pace, rough hands fondling his breasts and gently tugging at his nipples to encourage the way his hips squirm. It feels good to chase him with every thrust, to insistently press his cock in deep even when Yussa shifts the angle.

"You feel perfect," he murmurs breathlessly, digging his heels into the bed and watching his cock, shiny with Yussa's wetness, fill his cunt over and over. "I was only intending to get you off, not fuck you, but being inside you is too good." He continues in Zemnian, low and warm, stilted between heavy breaths and quiet moans. Until: "Tell me to touch you again and I will. But I will continue until I am finished, even if you come well before that."

This is as much a part of the fantasy as their discussion about fucking in Yussa's office. Of course he'll stop if he's asked, or if he even suspects that Yussa is uncomfortable. But letting Yussa make the choice to have or delay his own fulfillment, weighing his need against how long Caleb might last, is a delicious idea.
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[personal profile] blumenthal 2022-08-13 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
Though they've known each other only a day, somehow it does not surprise him that Yussa asks for it immediately. Unseen, Caleb's lips quirk with fond amusement. He kisses Yussa's temple, nosing lightly at the pale hair sticking to his dark skin there.

"As you say," he agrees simply, and allows Yussa's hand to lead his back to where he wants it. As his fingers press lightly to the slippery, swollen bud of his clit and rub in a delicate circle, he thinks he might be nearly as eager as Yussa to return to this. He can make him feel so much with the smallest movements, and he enjoys experimenting with pressure and speed and angle, with indirect and direct touch. He loves feeling the tender heat of him, the evidence of Yussa's arousal.

The other hand leaves his breast with a parting squeeze and slides down to grip his hip, steadying him as his slowed thrusts pick up again. He challenges himself to a little more speed, though there is an ache in his muscles from his taut stomach to his thighs from the effort already. But pleasure floods him, seeping through his body from where he is spreading Yussa open, and he chases it.

"Is this what you want?" he asks, breathless and eager. His beard scrapes the soft skin behind Yussa's ear when he trails kisses there.
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[personal profile] blumenthal 2022-08-14 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
It is slightly gratifying that all it takes to bring Yussa right back to that precipice is a little attentive attention from his fingers. Yussa's strained voice and soft noises of pleasure become Caleb's primary motivation to keep fucking him this way as his muscles grow tired, but thankfully it isn't long before he feels his back arch and his cunt tighten.

With a soft grunt, Caleb pushes up to meet the needy grind of his hips, slowing his pace considerably to give his own body a rest as Yussa climaxes around him. Every squeeze around his cock, now rocking slow and deep inside his older lover, sends a warm little shudder through Caleb's body, his heavy breathing interspersed with soft gasps. His fingers do their work, drawing the other man's peak out for as long as he can, but easing back before that extension becomes unpleasant.

Three, he thinks. He'd gotten Yussa to three orgasms last night. He can't help wondering if pushing for four tonight would be too much.

They will have to change to another position for him, at least. As much as he likes this one, he doesn't have the strength to maintain it for long. He takes a moment to catch his breath just as Yussa does.
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[personal profile] blumenthal 2022-08-14 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Though his cock remains very interested, Caleb relaxes as Yussa does, enjoying his light, aimless touch even when it wanders over his scarred forearms. Caleb holds him with both arms draped loosely over his middle, and his lips occasionally find warm skin to kiss between his ear and his neck. By his count, they take more than two minutes just to rest and exist together.

The jolt that goes through his body when those delicate fingers skim the base of his cock makes him gasp again, arms tightening for a moment around the other wizard's waist. His hips lift enough to move inside him, then drop back to the bed again a moment later as Caleb groans. The friction feels good, and he wants to pursue that spark, but his muscles are sore.

"We need to move again," he murmurs. "Probably not as smoothly this time. I think you will have to slide off first."
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[personal profile] blumenthal 2022-08-14 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
Caleb breathes in sharply as Yussa moves, and in the process of sitting up slides all the way down on his cock. Just as the wave of heat from that sensation rolls through him, it is wrenched away entirely as the other man eases off and moves to his side, graceful limbs endearingly shaky. It is the first time he's left his cunt since he entered him earlier, and he feels the lack of Yussa's wet heat around him keenly.

He allows a moment for another deep breath before he turns slowly onto his side facing the older wizard and finds that arresting golden gaze on him already. That alone sends a pleasant shiver up his spine. Flushed and smiling a crooked little smile, Caleb lifts a hand to push loose hair back from his face, then reaches out to Yussa to do the same for him, though his fingers linger with far more fondness. They trail down his face to his jaw, then slide beneath his chin as he leans in for a warm kiss, bringing their bodies close again, though not in a position to enter him yet.

"I miss being inside you already," he admits. Between them, his wet cock leaves a slick streak where it brushes Yussa's stomach. "You are not too sensitive to continue?" He asks despite his previous playful ultimatum, because he doesn't want it if Yussa won't enjoy it, and there are other ways for him to get off.
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[personal profile] blumenthal 2022-08-18 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
There is a relieved exhale when Yussa confirms that he hasn't changed his mind. Caleb tips his chin down and his lips purse in a kiss against the pad of Yussa's thumb, feeling no small thrill about the idle touch beneath his lip coupled with being told use me how you like so flippantly.

"Very generous," he murmurs. "I will do just that, then."

As he sees it, Yussa is being crystal clear about what he wants, and it is for Caleb to have his way with him. Hard and aching to be back inside him, Caleb doesn't think he will find this expectation very difficult to meet.

But he does have to choose a position that will be less strenuous to maintain, this time. Luckily, one of the easiest for him is also exactly what he wants right now. He leans into another kiss in the same motion that he moves over Yussa, guiding the archmage onto his back. He doesn't get between his legs, but reaches for a pillow to slide beneath his hips when he straightens up. It is almost too easy to lift Yussa's legs, pressed together rather than apart, and rest his ankles against his shoulder. An arm curls around his thighs for support, and with his other hand Caleb guides his cock to his entrance, slick and eager to admit him.

Pushing back into his cunt with an insistent thrust is nearly euphoric. His cock parts tightly clenched walls, gliding easily with the help of Yussa's arousal and his own seed. This position gets him deeper than he's been all night, and when he watches that last inch of his cock slot in neatly, he can't help a satisfied moan. The arm around Yussa's thighs tightens, squeezing them together harder as he begins to rock back and plunge in again, making an already snug fit that much closer.
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[personal profile] blumenthal 2022-08-23 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Though whimpered in a tongue foreign to Caleb, Yussa's pleasure is becoming quite well known to him. His sounds, surprised and pleased, prove that he wants to continue this as badly as Caleb does. Not too sensitive at all, then. Yussa's heat surrounds him, making him lightheaded with how it feels to fit his cock into the tightness of his cunt with his thighs flexed and pressed together. Clutching at his legs, he tips his hips down and fucks into him to the root with near dogged persistence.

"Du magst es so," he observes breathlessly, a hot flush high in his face and staining his skin red all the way down his body. His other hand spans over Yussa's hip, clutching hard to keep his smaller body from rocking or shifting as he does as asked, using him exactly as he likes. His gaze is heavy and dark as it roves hungrily over the man beneath him. He is stunning like this, taking what Caleb gives him and seeming more than a little overwhelmed by his own enjoyment of it. Caleb can relate.

He wants to capture his lips again, to sweep his tongue deep into his mouth while his cock spears deep into his body, but that would mean folding Yussa nearly in half, and he is putting the man through enough already. But he can press warm, distracted kisses to his calf, his knee, his thigh with just a tilt of his head. He is elated to feel the promise of an orgasm building at last, sinking into the give and take of pressure and sensation and the building tension in his cock.
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[personal profile] blumenthal 2022-08-24 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Yussa's Common makes a brief return as Caleb's fails him. But the encouragement goes to his head, as do the archmage's noises in time with the slap of Caleb’s body against his own. Caleb folds himself forward, testing Yussa's flexibility a little more, arms wound tight around his legs even as his hips piston down, all restraint lost.

Caleb groans in sympathy, too tight in his own skin with a sweetness that almost feels like pain as he clutches Yussa against him, feeling his thighs flex and his cunt bear down around him. He is reeling, light-headed. His stomach tenses with each roll of his hips, and he can feel tension coiling in him, hot and aching, but a relief. He's worked himself up to this, pushed through oversensitivity, and the need to come is so much more intense this second time.

The tension swells, implacable, rolling low in his belly. His pace picks up as that need turns sharper, head bowed and lips parted to gasp at the electricity spreading through his body, a gradually building until it isn't gradual at all. The heat and pressure around him is suddenly overwhelming. The moment he comes is peak of tension, and it steals his breath from him before it dissipates in a release so intense it leaves him shaking. His cock jerks and he gasps, spilling for long, breathless seconds, hips rocking mindlessly.
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[personal profile] blumenthal 2022-08-25 11:44 am (UTC)(link)
Caleb slumps forward, suddenly boneless, and finds that Yussa folds beneath him, even more flexible than he'd imagined. But he is courteous enough to release his legs, letting them fall open as they will, before all but collapsing on top of him. There is a tremble in his limbs he can't control, but thankfully his knees remain locked, so Yussa is taking only the weight of his upper body.

Shuddering, Caleb tucks his face into Yussa's neck. As the rush of pleasure fades, fatigue leaves a sweet heat in the muscles of his back and thighs and abs. The cost of leaving Yussa so well-fucked that his cunt is still fluttering around him, so perfectly drawing out the last of his orgasm. He manages a final indulgent roll of his hips while his spent cock still maintains some stiffness, enjoying the soft drag of Yussa's clinging walls while he can, knowing that he will have to pull out soon. Staying inside him will not feel so nice as it did the first time.

He breathes heavily, decides it would be best to get it over with while he can still move, and slowly drags his cock from Yussa's passage with a groan. He can feel the spend that spills out with it, which is satisfyingly lewd after filling him twice tonight.

"Too heavy?" he rasps, thickly Zemnian-accented. He can...maybe roll off if Yussa says yes.

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