[It's about all Nyx can say from his current position underneath Niles, his back pressed against the headboard. An almost ragged breath escapes him as he settles his hands on Niles' hips, the golden band on his finger long since warmed by the heat of their bodies. There's no attempt at trying to control Niles' pace, Nyx is more than aware that he's just along for the ride and Niles sets the pace here.
He'll get his own later, they have the next few days to themselves.
One of his hands almost traces a path along skin to curl around Niles' cock where it bounces between them. Almost. He'd much rather follow that trail with his mouth. Eventually he risks it, taking advantage of Niles' lifting himself up to slam his hips upwards, fucking back into his new husband. If he has his way, they won't be leaving the bed until they're forced to check out and someone's cock will always be inside the other. He's old-fashioned like that. ]
You're a damn tease.
[As if he didn't know that already. As if he didn't love it.
The wedding had been an impossibly private affair, with any expense going towards the honeymoon suite. They might not be able to actually tell anyone, some archaic rule about members of the Kingsglaive not having personal attachments to ensure they give their all for the crown, but Nyx'll be damned if he can't, at least, give Niles something.]
[Niles chuckles, looking down at his new husband. Indeed, he is prepared to never speak of their relationship again outside of a few people who have found out. Or would notice. Certainly Niles could keep a secret. Rocking on Nyx's lap as he places his hands on his chest.]
You say that as if you want me to stop.
[But he knows Nyx would never want him to stop. He'd want him to keep going. Keep doing things to him that makes him crazy. His fingers run through his skin and leans forward over him. He bites his lip, feeling his cock bouncing up and down.
When Nyx thrusts up into him, he gasps loudly, and falls over him. His hips move quickly up and down, trying to take him in as much as possible.]
[Nyx certainly enjoys that it's a secret, that they have something between them nobody else can touch. On the other hand, he'd like to at least be able to wear his wedding ring in public. Dark eyes travel over every inch of Niles. His heart pounds underneath his hands.]
Bet you don't even know how to stop.
[A laugh is let out, and another when Niles reacts so strongly to his sudden movements. He'd be lying if he said the compliment didn't make his dick twitch inside Niles.]
Not too much for you, am I?
[He tries to match Niles' rhythm, meeting him on every downstroke with another strong thrust. Instead of letting Niles answer, he tangles a hand through his hair and pulls him up for an aggressive kiss.]
[Niles picked out rings that didn't exactly look like wedding rings. They were simple, almost like Nyx found one and wanted to wear it. Certainly there'd be questions about him wearing it on his ring finger, but the man was such a smooth talker.]
Why would I want to stop?
[He groans, tightening his insides and grunting, shutting his eye. He kisses back sloppily, which keeps him quiet as Nyx continues to fuck him exactly like he wants.
He can't even speak when the kiss is done. He's just writhing on top of him.]
Edited (i forgot how sex worked) Date: 2018-02-27 05:25 am (UTC)
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Date: 2018-02-18 08:33 am (UTC)[It's about all Nyx can say from his current position underneath Niles, his back pressed against the headboard. An almost ragged breath escapes him as he settles his hands on Niles' hips, the golden band on his finger long since warmed by the heat of their bodies. There's no attempt at trying to control Niles' pace, Nyx is more than aware that he's just along for the ride and Niles sets the pace here.
He'll get his own later, they have the next few days to themselves.
One of his hands almost traces a path along skin to curl around Niles' cock where it bounces between them. Almost. He'd much rather follow that trail with his mouth. Eventually he risks it, taking advantage of Niles' lifting himself up to slam his hips upwards, fucking back into his new husband. If he has his way, they won't be leaving the bed until they're forced to check out and someone's cock will always be inside the other. He's old-fashioned like that. ]
You're a damn tease.
[As if he didn't know that already. As if he didn't love it.
The wedding had been an impossibly private affair, with any expense going towards the honeymoon suite. They might not be able to actually tell anyone, some archaic rule about members of the Kingsglaive not having personal attachments to ensure they give their all for the crown, but Nyx'll be damned if he can't, at least, give Niles something.]
heart eyes
Date: 2018-02-19 10:09 pm (UTC)You say that as if you want me to stop.
[But he knows Nyx would never want him to stop. He'd want him to keep going. Keep doing things to him that makes him crazy. His fingers run through his skin and leans forward over him. He bites his lip, feeling his cock bouncing up and down.
When Nyx thrusts up into him, he gasps loudly, and falls over him. His hips move quickly up and down, trying to take him in as much as possible.]
You're so... big. Go faster... go faster....
Re: heart eyes
Date: 2018-02-25 10:16 am (UTC)Bet you don't even know how to stop.
[A laugh is let out, and another when Niles reacts so strongly to his sudden movements. He'd be lying if he said the compliment didn't make his dick twitch inside Niles.]
Not too much for you, am I?
[He tries to match Niles' rhythm, meeting him on every downstroke with another strong thrust. Instead of letting Niles answer, he tangles a hand through his hair and pulls him up for an aggressive kiss.]
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Date: 2018-02-27 05:25 am (UTC)Why would I want to stop?
[He groans, tightening his insides and grunting, shutting his eye. He kisses back sloppily, which keeps him quiet as Nyx continues to fuck him exactly like he wants.
He can't even speak when the kiss is done. He's just writhing on top of him.]