haven't you heard? i'm the hero.

[warpspammer]

one idiot hero, hot and ready.

"but is he fresh?"

he's HOT. and he's READY.

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no worries, i am late as well. hope you're feeling better ♥

[crownsguarding]

[ Cor can't help but admire the ease in which Nyx follows what he puts down, as though they're spiraling down the inevitable chasms of incandescent pleasure side by side. Cor has always admired a partner that can hold their own, and Nyx is unbelievable attractive when he looks at him with that provocative gaze, as if daring him further.

It's not a competition, but the challenge has been ever so posed. Cor ever so up for it, with the slow path he takes down the lines of Nyx's body, the unevening winding patterns with seemingly no end, as though nothing else could be so fascinating except the taut muscles in his hands, the expression on Nyx's face as he discovers the sweetest spots on his body.

The board is set for this little game, and he grunts with approval at Nyx's it's Cor's turn to move, conveying to Nyx without words as much lascivious intent as he can manage, sucking on one nipple and then the other, teeth deliberately grazing every so often. A wandering hand ends up on Nyx's cock, and he returns the favor by stroking him to the same pace, a mutual endeavor of two men seeking pleasure from one another.

After a while, he leans forward and up, his lips returning to Nyx's mouth with a sweet peck on his lips. ]

You're too distracting for my sanity. [ He says, almost rueful, though there's nothing but a reflection of intense desire in his eyes. ] We're gonna need some lube.

[warpspammer]

[ Nyx would argue about who's actually being distracting here. Cor's mouth and hands on his body are doing quite the work. A moan or two escapes Nyx when that hand on his cock moves to tease against the head, intentionally or not; he's not trying to be quiet, but he's not trying to make it easy on the Marshal either.

Instead he does what he can to drive Cor to distraction, thumb pressing just under the head of his cock teasingly. When Cor finally declares they're going to need some lube, Nyx leans up to nip his bottom lip, before pulling back with a grin on his face. ]

You might find what you need in my bag.

[ What good Glaive doesn't head out prepared? Of course, that means Cor will have to leave - and Nyx doesn't pull his hand away from his dick to make that any easier. ]