[ 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.
[It may not be a break but it sure hurts like one! Kaeya jerks, squeezing his eyes shut as he screams. His knees feel weak. His stomach turns. And he's so very, very turned on.]
[ there's another soft, pleased sigh out of Ardyn at hearing the scream -- that's more than he remembers getting out of Kaeya before and it's so pleasant to hear. he doesn't lessen up with his weight on the arm even after the dislocation, instead dipping his free hand to between Kaeya's legs to feel and see if he has an erection. ]
[He absolutely does. And if he weren't pinned he'd have fallen to his knees by now. His head is swimming, his legs are wobbling, and he can't stop whimpering.]
[ Ardyn murmurs thoughtfully, the heel of his palm pushing against the bulge of his erection through his pants as he changes his grip on the dislocated arm -- enough to shift it further, which probably does not feel great right now! ]
I've hardly seen this level of masochism before. Which is impressive!
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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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[Mmn. He almost doesn't care. He wants to be broken. But he doesn't want to explain it...]
O-okay. Please do.
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[ he seems pleased to have gotten away with that -- and with a lean forward, and a sickening pop he dislocates Kaeya's arm at the shoulder. ]
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[ Ardyn murmurs thoughtfully, the heel of his palm pushing against the bulge of his erection through his pants as he changes his grip on the dislocated arm -- enough to shift it further, which probably does not feel great right now! ]
I've hardly seen this level of masochism before. Which is impressive!
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