judgementor | [Jikan IC Inbox][un: redwine]

[Why is he doing it? Because he wants Dohalim to feel what he can feel. He wants him to find the appreciation for his own body that Red Wine has, and this feels like a good way to go about it. Besides, he isn't complaining, and those sounds he's making...

They're different.

The slow and steady way that Red Wine is thrusting into him keeps his orgasm at bay, the pleasure cresting up and washing back in gradual waves. It's good. Warm, close and intimate, and he keeps his hand clasped over Dohalim's as he guides the other man's hand to slide up and down his length.]

Don't hold back. [He murmurs by Dohalim's ear, before pressing a kiss to the skin behind it.] You don't need my permission for anything right now, just enjoy it.

[everything does feel different, if he were honest. for all the wild nights (or days) they've spent with each other, they've also had their more tender times as well. but this is entirely a new experience, from watching the both of them in such a moment, to being guided on where to touch himself, and even being fucked as slowly as he is. even in the way his own body is moving against Red Wine's movements feel different. like his body is following his lead instead of submitting and opening itself up for more of that attention is a stark contrast than what he's used to.

Dohalim also finds that he doesn't mind this at all, and after everything is said and done, hopes that Red Wine will do this for him again.

as he moves his hips back down against Red Wine's, he lets out another moan, softer this time, at he feeling of fullness inside him. as much as he wants to keep watching (though, to be honest, he does want to watch the other man more and bask in his beauty), Dohalim can't help but tilt his head back onto Red Wine's shoulder again. he watches the Food Soul in the corner of his glowing eyes, before reaching up with his free hand to tilt his head down for a kiss]

[He doesn't scold the man this time. The way his head falls back is welcomed with a soft kiss planted in front of his ear, and when Dohalim turns his head he meets his lips with a quiet hum of pleasure. Red Wine's lips curve in a smile against the kiss, a light chuckle bubbling up in his chest as he pecks another against his cheek.]

Are you close? [The question is murmured low and soft as he slides his thumb away from the other man's and rubs it against the dewdrop of precum beading at the tip of his cock.]

You're so beautiful, Dohalim...

[the thumb swiping against the tip of his cock pulls a sharp gasp from Dohalim as his eyes slip closed again, letting his body just feel. it's as if his body is lit up, but not like it has in the past. instead of an electric like heat raging through him, like an untamable fire screaming to be released, it's more of a gradual warmth spreading from his belly, like embers being toked, slowly lighting him aflame. he breathes out a soft "yes," squirming under both his and Red Wine's touch, his hips still moving along with the other's. even the repeated compliment does something to him, adding to that warmth.

he's close, and while Red Wine had told him that he doesn't need to wait for his permission to cum, it feels strange to do so without any warning. he lets out a gasp as he presses his face against Red Wine's neck again. his own hand tightens ever so slightly around his cock as it's still guided up and down its length]

I... Almost...

Keep looking. [Red Wine murmurs, and though it sounds more like a gentle suggestion than any kind of scolding for looking away again Dohalim would know very well the kinds of punishments his lover could deal out for disobedience.]

I want you to see how you look when you climax.

[He circles his thumb slowly around the head of Dohalim's cock and the pace of his own steady thrusting into him changes from shallow movements to slower, but deeper. Red Wine draws himself out further before burying himself entirely each time, and soft sounds of pleasure escape him that are barely audible over the sound of skin on skin.]

Go on...

[as Red Wine moves against him, Dohalim's hips still follow in suit, pressing down as his press up, serving to drive him in deeper. it's a task to look up at the mirror again, but he manages to do so, half lidded eyes glowing brightly through his lashes. hearing Red Wine make such sounds against his ear only turns him on even more, pushing him closer and closer to orgasm; he feels taut like a drawn bowstring, waiting for the tension to be released. his eyes flick up to watch Red Wine for a moment, locking with his, before his gaze shifts back down to his cock, watching that sinuous thumb draw circles around the tip. it's one thing to feel it, but to see it too...

his back arches slightly off the other's chest, body tensing slightly as he's edged closer and closer, his hips moving more desperately just to get every inch of that familiar length in him. as Red Wine's cock brushes against his prostate, a louder moan slips out of him as he looks up at himself; cheeks flushed deeply, lips parted slightly and eyebrows knitted together. seeing himself in such a state, and knowing that Red Wine is the one who got him there, does something to him. it's enough to send him over that edge as he presses his hips down against the Food Soul, clenching around his cock as he cums, a gasp of Red Wine's name before a drawn out moan escapes him again. he doesn't look away, as much as he wants to close his eyes and lose himself in the glow of his climax, but even this is good. it's different this time, even if the way his body tingles and trembles is the same. the way his cock twitches under his fingers as warm cum dribbles over their hands feels just as different, oddly like he's never felt before. it leaves him gasping as he slumps back against the other man]

[It feels different for Red Wine as well. By now he usually has Dohalim so wound up all he can say is Red's name, if he can even manage to get that much of a sound out around his pleasure. This was a good idea, he thinks, as he catches the way Dohalim looks at himself in the moments before his orgasm takes him.

They climax together, the way the other man presses back against him and tightens around him so deliciously being all Red Wine needs to pull him over the edge as well.

He pulls Dohalim back against him, holding him against his chest with one arm while the other hand milks the last of his orgasm out of him with his own palm. Red Wine presses his lips to the back of his lover's shoulder and smiles against his skin, humming as the rush of his orgasm begins to slowly fade.]

Gorgeous.

[despite the rush of his orgasm and adrenaline, there's a sense of calm that usually isn't present after one of their trysts together. perhaps it's because he isn't pushed to such a limit that he has to come down from it? that this time, it's just the both of them enjoying each other intimately, instead of Dohalim trying to push another intrusive thought away? whatever it is, he finds himself liking it, liking the warm feeling of just being held so tenderly after such acts; it's almost as addicting as being driven wild.

tilting his head back once more to glance at Red Wine in the corner of his eye, Dohalim breathes out a soft chuckle at the compliment repeated to him again, before leaning in to gently press his lips against the soft spot under Red Wine's ear]

I suppose I would have to give this to you... I did enjoy that.

You know, I had a feeling that you might.

[He tilts his head to the side and chuckles softly at the kiss, then he carefully moves himself back and pulls out of the other man. The mess they made is sticky on his thighs as it dribbles free from Dohalim's hole, but don't they have all the time in the world to clean up from this?

It's nice to not have to rush.

Red Wine kisses the back of Dohalim's shoulder again and then lets out a comfortable-sounding sigh despite the mess on him.]

Did you enjoy it enough to want to do it again some time?

[Dohalim is more than aware of the mess they've made, especially as Red Wine pulls out of him. he knows he'll have to change the sheets after all is said and done, but really, a small sacrifice he's willing to take. but, if the other man is willing to sit here a little while longer despite the mess, then Dohalim won't say anything. the content and happy feeling he has right now outweighs anything else at the moment. he's even willing to ignore the mess he can see in their reflection as he glances at the mirror]

I don't find myself objecting to it. If you would like to, again, I will welcome the idea.

Mm, good.

[He lets out a comfortable sigh, then plants a quick kiss against the back of Dohalim's shoulder before shifting himself away and off the bed.]

As delectable as you look right now, we really should clean ourselves up. [And then change the sheets, and perhaps think about what they're going to do with the day. As enjoyable as it had been, he thinks he's kept Dohalim in bed for long enough.]

Maybe you'd allow me to take you out for lunch.

Oh, so you don't want to take me up on my earlier offer to stay in bed all day?

[chuckling, Dohalim slowly pushes himself up off the bed, ignoring the stickiness sliding down in between his thighs. really, nothing to scrunch his nose at at this point, not when the both of them have been intimate several times already. but... a bath sounds nice, right about now. they can deal with the sheets later]

However, I will not mind lunch.

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think we can wrap this up?

ye finally LOL