[ There aren't really many who get to see it. Astaroth isn't the softest individual around even if Astarte does it more easily. He's come a long way since they first met each other.
When those cuffs go on, Astaroth behaves even though his lover is stretched so delectibly above him and all he has to do is lean in to tease. Instead, icy blue eyes watch every movement - every muscle flexing at the simple motion. ]
I prefer the term 'sex fiend'.
[ He hums pleasurable at the lips and tongue assaulting him, head turning to give Akira better access. ]
[In reality, he's... maybe hoping Astaroth isn't expecting too much out of him. The guy's got thousand of years on him, and he's just...
him?
Not that it stops him from trying. He breathes hotly on the demon's skin, fingers trailing down his abs, one finger drawing a teasing line over his dick through the thin fabric of the underwear, before it moves away and drags lightly over an inner thigh.
And then there's teeth on his neck but just barely. Just enough for him to feel them there before he lightly clicks them. For now, he's just trying to see if he can figure out what his biggest turn-ons are.]
[ It's because it's him that Astaroth will be even more weak to it. Sex is sex, but he can feel the love behind it and that's what is most important to him.
His eyes are watching every move being made and muscles twitch according to what part of his body is being touched. Goosebumps rising in the wake. His erection definitely twitches in interest at the finger and grateful to be free of underwear.
Answer: all of it. Because of who's doing it. A soft, happy sound that is verging on a moan falls from his lips. ]
[A small, amused sound at that, but now he's concentrating on this. It both pleases and baffles him that Astaroth is reacting so strongly to him. He lets his nails trail on the tender flesh of that inner thigh, while the other hand comes up to run lightly over the nape of his neck— before sinking into and gripping those blue locks, just enough to give a sting.
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[ There aren't really many who get to see it. Astaroth isn't the softest individual around even if Astarte does it more easily. He's come a long way since they first met each other.
When those cuffs go on, Astaroth behaves even though his lover is stretched so delectibly above him and all he has to do is lean in to tease. Instead, icy blue eyes watch every movement - every muscle flexing at the simple motion. ]
I prefer the term 'sex fiend'.
[ He hums pleasurable at the lips and tongue assaulting him, head turning to give Akira better access. ]
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[In reality, he's... maybe hoping Astaroth isn't expecting too much out of him. The guy's got thousand of years on him, and he's just...
him?
Not that it stops him from trying. He breathes hotly on the demon's skin, fingers trailing down his abs, one finger drawing a teasing line over his dick through the thin fabric of the underwear, before it moves away and drags lightly over an inner thigh.
And then there's teeth on his neck but just barely. Just enough for him to feel them there before he lightly clicks them. For now, he's just trying to see if he can figure out what his biggest turn-ons are.]
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[ It's because it's him that Astaroth will be even more weak to it. Sex is sex, but he can feel the love behind it and that's what is most important to him.
His eyes are watching every move being made and muscles twitch according to what part of his body is being touched. Goosebumps rising in the wake. His erection definitely twitches in interest at the finger and grateful to be free of underwear.
Answer: all of it. Because of who's doing it. A soft, happy sound that is verging on a moan falls from his lips. ]
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He whispers breathily into his ear.]
Is this what you were hoping for?