[ 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. ]
[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.]
[ 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. ]
[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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[ 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?
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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.
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[ 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.
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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.]