[A long, low groan rises out of Cor's throat as he slowly sinks further into Noctis. Gods, the lad feels tight in all the right ways... It's so very tempting to just slam into him immediately and leave him sobbing from pleasure overload.
But no, not yet. Instead, he keeps slowly sinking into the lad, until he's fully buried inside. Bending over him, Cor gives him a teasing nip on the shoulder.]
Don't complain much if I leave you unable to walk in the morning.
[And that's all the warning the younger man's going to get before Cor pulls back half-way out before snapping his hips back into Noctis. Over...and over...and over...]
[Noct doesn't get to say that 'he doesn't want to walk in the morning' before Cor pulls out and thrusts back in. The position they are in is already making it extremely easy for Cor to just hit Noct where he wants it, making him cry out and whine Cor's name in pleasure.
His hands are gripping tightly on the sheets, he might be even tearing at them a little. Cor's thrusts are already making him so dazed with pleasure, and yet he feels, wants him to go faster. Harder.
Noct's hand reaches back to grab Cor by the back of his neck, like an anchor to sanity, his voice coming out in broken and breathless moans-]
[Cor's not too concerned about the tearing of his sheets. Like everything in his place, they're more pragmatic than anything else, and is thus easy to replace if necessary.
Besides, his focus is more on dragging more of those cries and moans out of Noctis. Groaning into Noct's shoulder, he keeps thrusting at that deep, steady pace that seems to be driving the younger man nuts...
Until he feels that had on his neck, and that demand being moaned out.]
[Noctis doesn't know what he wants anymore. What he knows is that it's not enough and that it burns in the pit of his stomach with the way Cor thrusts in deep but slow. Teasing, yet enough to keep him unable to make any coherent sentences.
Whimpering, he tries to force his mind through the fog of pleasure to answer, his entire body shaking and face flushed.]
F... faster too... please t-this... is not enough- [he somehow manages to groan out, head tilted back, bangs sticking to his face.]
[Cor groans as he sees how flushed and overwhelmed Noctis is - in a good way, it seems. He tilts the lad's head to one side to try and kiss him while in their position.]
Then you'd better be r-ready to...ohhh, lose your mind...
[It's the only warning he gets before Cor starts thrusting faster, harder into his young...charge? Lover? Both? But he doesn't dwell on it long, not when he's snapping his hips hard against Noct's driving his cock deep and fast into the younger man.]
[Noct tries to kiss him back, greedily, but the following thrusts are making it hard for the kiss to linger for longer than two seconds. All courtesy and shyness is out of the window and Noct doesn't, can't hold back his voice.
Cor's pace is hard, almost ruthless, striking the spot the man teased earlier with his fingers with every thrust, and it makes Noctis cry out each time. He's not going to last too long like this, at this pace, with Cor's grunts and body pressed against his.]
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But no, not yet. Instead, he keeps slowly sinking into the lad, until he's fully buried inside. Bending over him, Cor gives him a teasing nip on the shoulder.]
Don't complain much if I leave you unable to walk in the morning.
[And that's all the warning the younger man's going to get before Cor pulls back half-way out before snapping his hips back into Noctis. Over...and over...and over...]
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His hands are gripping tightly on the sheets, he might be even tearing at them a little. Cor's thrusts are already making him so dazed with pleasure, and yet he feels, wants him to go faster. Harder.
Noct's hand reaches back to grab Cor by the back of his neck, like an anchor to sanity, his voice coming out in broken and breathless moans-]
H-Harder- fuck--!
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Besides, his focus is more on dragging more of those cries and moans out of Noctis. Groaning into Noct's shoulder, he keeps thrusting at that deep, steady pace that seems to be driving the younger man nuts...
Until he feels that had on his neck, and that demand being moaned out.]
Just harder?
[He couldn't resist one last tease.]
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Whimpering, he tries to force his mind through the fog of pleasure to answer, his entire body shaking and face flushed.]
F... faster too... please t-this... is not enough- [he somehow manages to groan out, head tilted back, bangs sticking to his face.]
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Then you'd better be r-ready to...ohhh, lose your mind...
[It's the only warning he gets before Cor starts thrusting faster, harder into his young...charge? Lover? Both? But he doesn't dwell on it long, not when he's snapping his hips hard against Noct's driving his cock deep and fast into the younger man.]
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Cor's pace is hard, almost ruthless, striking the spot the man teased earlier with his fingers with every thrust, and it makes Noctis cry out each time. He's not going to last too long like this, at this pace, with Cor's grunts and body pressed against his.]