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I would much rather remain as I am, lacking self-immolation.

[Withdrawing his face, Themis is entirely scarlet, and his voice is grave as he answers.]

But no, do not go easy on me.

[He can take it. Probably. Even if he combusts in place.]

Oh? I did not know you to be such a masochist.

[ But he asked for it! ]

And now you hide your face. You're as pink as anything. I must admit, it matches your hair and eyes quite well.

For you I shall be anything.

[The words blurt out and then it seems his mind catches up to what he's said. Between that and Erich commenting on the blush he can feel radiating from his entire neck and face, and then complimenting him in the same breath - well.

He makes a wordless sound of protest, more of a high-pitched whine than anything else.]

Hhhhh-!

[But he did ask for no mercy, so this is really his fault. He's actually loving this, deep down. That Erich can do this to him, make him feel this way.

His next attempt to speak does go a bit better, but the words barely have space between them, stilted.]

PleaseJustDevourMeNow.

[ To see this side of Themis... he's seen close enough before, but this is a new level of intensity. He trusts the other man to say when enough is enough. He leans in, trying to not show just how flustered he himself is... ]

Devour you how?

I need details. Detailed details.

Go on.

[It takes several long moments and steadying breaths for Themis to calm himself to not have the words come out in a tumbled rush. But he is careful to not smother the feelings he's experiencing. Rare though they may be, he allows them to continue in their cascade.

The flush on Erich's skin might be the only thing keeping him steady.]

I want you to use your mouth on me. On every part of me. Fingers and hands touching every plane, every dip and swell and crevice. I want your mouth and tongue on me.

[He covers his lower face now, but does not hide himself entirely. His hand muffles his words, but they remain clear.]

And tell me what you think, each touch. What you enjoy of me.

[He might suffer cardiac arrest partway through, but it'll be worth the death.]

Oh... I think I can do that quite easily.

[ It's fun sometimes, to feel like the one in control. He strokes his hand down his lover's soft hair, tucking some behind his ear. He allows his finger to trace the shell of it as he does. ]

I think your hair is so soft and fluffy. I always want to ruffle it when I see you. And the way you blush all the way to your ears.

[ He presses a soft kiss where his finger had just passed, speaking low into his ear before pulling away. ]

I like how I can feel the warmth even here. How flustered you must be.

[Themis allows the words to settle over him, passing through and sinking in deep. He bathes in them as if they were water, drinking deep of the affirmations and not really realizing his eyes fall shut. It's all he can do to stay as he is, face scarlet, unable to physically flush further.

He shudders. It is a good thing, that shiver.

He's unbalanced. But it, too, is a good thing.

Radiating warmth indeed, a whine slips from his lips when Erich pulls away. Themis does not want him further from him.]

I...yes. What else can you feel?

I can feel... you wobbling against me. Shivering.

To think I could evoke such reactions with you, I could not think of anything better.

[ Themis doesn't have to wait long before he's drawn into a warm, tight, secure embrace. ]

Can you feel how much I love you?

I...

[He is putty in those sure, safe hands. Slight form made slighter as he all but melts into the embrace, Themis does indeed feel it. It feels like warmth, like safety, he is more secure in this hold than he could be by any chains a Warder could ever summon.]

Yes. Always. With every breath, each beat of your heart. Your love courses through my veins and saturates my every inch.

[He presses his face into Erich's neck once more. This time, it is not to hide, but to get closer to that love.]

[ For a moment, Erich just appreciates the feeling of Themis against him. Breathing, warm, solid. Depending and trusting in him. One hand moves to cup the back of his head, just to hold him there and stroke his hair the way he likes. ]

Thank you. Thank you. I love you.

[ He's never so eloquent, but his words still hold the weight of his emotion. He wants this. Wants Themis, more than anything in the universe. ]

[Under such a weight what else can Themis do but allow it to cover him? And so he does. It does not crush, does not smother. Blanketed in Erich, he simply rests there.

He loves him so much. He has to break his silence, no matter how difficult.]

Our hearts and souls entwined. As you feel for me, I do for you.

[Falling silent again, he simply allows himself to enjoy being held. In these arms he is far more safe than anywhere else. Anywhen else.]

[ What else needs said? Erich lays, wrapped as gently as he can be around Themis, settling like sediment on the sea floor. Everything else feels muffled. Underwater.

He slowly allows his hands to drift over Themis's body though. Just feeling, not searching for anything yet, but not sparing any part of him from the wandering touch. ]

Do you think...you can come, from just this?

Edited (I MISTOOK THIS FOR ANOTHER THREAD) 2024-05-03 04:26 (UTC)

I...

[Themis trails off, licking his lips.]

...believe so, yes. If you continue as we are, I will inevitably fall over that edge. A gentle thing, but it shall come.

[His face burns.]

[ Well... his hands keep wandering, finding the slight bump of Themis' nipples through the fabric of his robe. The cloth texture will do all the work for him. He just lazily plays with his fingers. ]

How about here?

[The touch was unexpected, and Themis draws a sharp gasp that turns into a soft moan.]

Y-yes. If you continue, I... believe I shall.

[He bites his lip.]

...Swiftly.

Good.

[ He keeps going, eventually pulling up that fabric so he can slip his hands up and under, fingers kissing bare skin. He continues to pluck and tease at Themis' nipples, lazily rolling them between his thumb and forefingers, tracing tight circles around the edges. ]

No touching yourself, all right?

[The continued touch presses Themis further. Skin on skin has him moaning further, pressing his forehead against Erich now with more force.]

Erich- ah!

[Swiftly he takes hold of the front of his lover's robes with both hands after an aborted movement south. He will follow the command. Even if his knuckles turn white with their grip, arms trembling with the force of his restraint.

He feels that pressure building rapidly. Very soon, now. His muscles begin to tense. Themis does not care that he will make a mess of himself.]

Please my love, do not- do not stop.

I wouldn't dream of stopping.

[ Especially seeing Themis' body heave so, seeing that lovely face that he makes on the precipice of release? And all for having his nipples played with. This will be a memory he stores away for later enjoyment.

The motion of his hands don't stop, but the closer Themis gets, the slower they go, intent on dragging him over the edge with as much time to enjoy it as possible. ]

That's right, love. Come for me.

[Themis holds out for as long as he can, but the continued stimulation will not be ignored. The pressure and heat building up to a frenzy cannot be denied. Erich's command has him come undone entirely.

He falls over the edge with a moan that's close to a shout - fingers almost tearing Erich's robe in the process, entire body shaking with his release.]

Erich-

[Themis tries for more, but he cannot get the words out. Only his lover's name. His clothing is thoroughly soiled now, visibly so, but he does not care, sagging against Erich as he attempts to remain upright.]

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