[ Ardyn groans, settling some - - he's not moving too much yet, letting Kaeya do most of the work, but he does rock his hips into his mouth, restlessly carding his fingers through his hair. ]
It is obvious... How practiced you are. How much you long for this.
[He can't make much commentary, but it's still clear enough that he's enjoying what he's hearing. He manages to get his hands up between Ardyn's thighs, void-dark fingers fondling his balls and stroking the soft skin behind them. He has definitely done this a lot.]
[ Ardyn's eyelids slide half-shut - - he enjoys that, obviously, and his movements are getting more eager in turn. he takes a hold of Kaeya's hair harder and uses that to start to properly fuck his mouth, forcing his head back and then forward onto his dick. ]
[He had a feeling that would happen eventually, so he's not surprised! Still, it's impossible not to choke, and Kaeya's already figured out Ardyn is a true sadist, so he allows himself to make muffled protesting noises and grasp at Ardyn's thighs. It's a fake struggle, but Kaeya likes being overpowered and he has a feeling that scenario has mutual appeal.]
[ it certainly does! considering everything Ardyn did to Kaeya recently he figures it isn't a genuine struggle but it's a nice imagine nonetheless, and only encourages him to fuck his mouth deeper, as if trying to get into his throat even at this angle. his second hand moves to Kaeya's head to encourage that as well -- so he can properly grip him from both sides of his head and control the pace that way. ]
[He does try to accommodate, squirming for a better angle, but mainly he's just getting the back of his throat bruised. It hurts, it's overwhelming, he can't breathe -- he loves it, even as his eyes burn from the gagging.]
[ Ardyn shudders -- and without any prior warning, he's digging his fingertips into Kaeya's scalp and coming into his mouth, shoved as deep as he can into that wet heat. with the angle it'll be impossible for Kaeya to fully pull away, the tentacles still firm at the back of his head along with the grip on his scalp. ]
[Some of that is definitely going to end up where it shouldn't be, given the angle and the way he's struggling to breathe. He tries his best to swallow, but he's also coughing, feeling cum down his throat and up into his nose.
[ Ardyn lets out a satisfied breath in the aftermath of his orgasm -- he's still rocking, mostly riding it out into Kaeya's mouth even after he's spent, not giving him a chance to properly catch his breath, stroking his hair. ]
[There is a lot of hacking and heaving here -- if he could he'd roll over and maybe throw up a bit from all the gagging and the mess everywhere, but he can't so he's just wriggling a hand up to rub at his messy face.]
[Yet again it's something he could fight, but doesn't. This is what he just asked for, after all. Still, he can't help the hiss at having his arm twisted, or the yelp when his face slams into the wall. He doesn't try to stifle them, anyway. Ardyn deserves to hear the reactions.]
[ thanks Kaeya! it is what Ardyn wants, to hear every bit of pain coming out of him, and there's a pleased hum as he presses his weight against Kaeya with that arm still twisted behind his back. it's with a bruising force, and he's twisting further still, as if aiming to twist it off entirely. ]
[Shit this is... dangerous. And ideal, of course. He reflexively yanks at that arm, whimpering and leaning into the twist as if to ease the tension. He'd like it if it snapped, but he can't heal that this time, so--]
[ Kaeya protesting only really makes him want to do it more -- but he knows about the healing restriction, and Kaeya not wanting visible damage. with a disappointed sigh he lets up on the tension. it'll still be uncomfortable but Kaeya's not at risk of having his arm broken; instead Ardyn will press up closer to him, leaning his weight further on that arm. ]
How about a dislocation? Hmm? Something more ... temporary.
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It is obvious... How practiced you are. How much you long for this.
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[He can't make much commentary, but it's still clear enough that he's enjoying what he's hearing. He manages to get his hands up between Ardyn's thighs, void-dark fingers fondling his balls and stroking the soft skin behind them. He has definitely done this a lot.]
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Disgusting. He feels gross... as he should.]
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[ Ardyn lets out a satisfied breath in the aftermath of his orgasm -- he's still rocking, mostly riding it out into Kaeya's mouth even after he's spent, not giving him a chance to properly catch his breath, stroking his hair. ]
It seems you've made a bit of a mess of yourself.
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[He is trying to cough here! He does actually try to pull away now, just because if he doesn't he's going to end up biting on accident.]
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I would say that was a satisfactory performance.
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Good... to know...
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Mm? Was that a bit much for you?
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[So he says, snorting a little. Is there anything grosser than cum in your sinuses though..]
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[ pat
pat
it's definitely meant to be demeaning: ]
Excellently done.
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Thank you, sir~♡
But you know... If you'd like to reward me, some bruises would do nicely.
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[ but he doesn't seeming to mind! he's shifting, lifting himself up to move to stand.
however -- he's taken a hold of Kaeya's hair, too, forcing him (painfully) to stand with him. ]
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[Okay, okay, he's getting up! He likes the pain but he also likes his hair. It takes work to be that silky!]
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[ he says cheerily as he lets go of Kaeya's hair but does grab his arm instead, aiming to twist it behind his back --
aaand then use that hold to try to force him face-first into a wall. ]
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Wait wait wait don't--
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How about a dislocation? Hmm? Something more ... temporary.
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