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[ninetyninelives]

[hello and welcome to... idk, how did you get here? are you dreaming? maybe.

It's a nice, unremarkable place here-- in the small yard of a small hut in a large forest, with a cat napping next to a birdbath. a round, black, bobtail cat.]

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[spelltrouble]

Hmmmm...

[ Just. Thinking sound! As he rocks more against Hilario, kissing down his neck to his collarbone. ]

[ninetyninelives]

[bites back a groan, pressing against that friction]

Tarnia, please...

[spelltrouble]

Alright.

[ninetyninelives]

[leans down to catch him in a hungry, thankful kiss as he nudges past Tarnia's leg to lie flushed against him]

[spelltrouble]

[ Gasps into the kiss, cheeks more than a little pink at that contact. It's a little undignified. ]

[ninetyninelives]

[doesn't say anything, but his smile easily translates to YOU'RE BLUSHING 8D. grinds against him a couple times, then works a hand in between them to wrap around both their cocks]

[spelltrouble]

Oh...

[ Glances down, then moves a hand to join Hilario's. There's a familiat tingle of magic-- which essentially creates lube for them. ]

[ninetyninelives]

... You know the best spells.

[spelltrouble]

Say that... ah, about my more complicated magic.

[ninetyninelives]

Those are cool too.

[spelltrouble]

"Too"...

[ Just. Going to squeeze and jerk their hands a little tightly. ]

[ninetyninelives]

Mngh!

[groans and jerks his hips, oops he liked that]

[spelltrouble]

[ Tarnia isn't exactly unaffected either, shuddering and repeating that. ]

[ninetyninelives]

Like that, just like that, Tarnia...

[mouths at tarnia's neck, moving his hand with him]

[spelltrouble]

[ This is overwhelming. Tarnia tries to keep himself under control, though he tilts his head for Hilario's kisses and continues jerking them off, gasping under his breath. ]

[ninetyninelives]

[kisses all up the line of his neck, biting and sucking distractedly, still mumbling encouragement]

This is good, you feel good, you're gorgeous...

[spelltrouble]

Ah... H-Hilario...

[ Clings to him, not being able to hold back his own moans anymore, not when things are like this. He's surprisingly easy to please. ]

[ninetyninelives]

[bites his jaw, and rumbles into his ear, almost growling]

What... do you want me to do for you?

[spelltrouble]

You-- want me to order you?

[ninetyninelives]

Give me suggestions, ideas... but I'll do whatever you want.

[spelltrouble]

That is not a denial... [Tarnia pauses to take a deep breath. He's already on edge, after all. ]

V-very well. As you seem so keen to use your mouth, I suggest you find some other use for it.

[ninetyninelives]

Can do.

[kisses Tarnia again, then his throat, then his collarbones, kissing downwards as he shifts away and back, moaning for the loss of friction and contact, but eager all the same]