[ Look…during his research on how to be a ‘normal’ person he’s seen a lot of shit that he’d honestly like to just forget about or scrub clean. But he cannot so those around him have to suffer him talking about those things with very little real reaction to them.
But he is amused, though not really surprised, that Sungki has partaken in the Hentai Nation.
The initial touch is soft, which he likes, the following not so much, which he also likes. Especially in that combination. His eyes lid at the pull, and he returns that kiss, licking after him when he starts talking again. ]
[as much as his ego would like to agree, does agree, sungki knows that he's hardly to everyone's taste. he wouldn't want to be. but hunter is different. imperfect, and yet sungki can't think of a single thing that he'd actually change.]
[he could dry everything easily enough, but he knows hunter likes it a little wet.
speaking of-]
I'm not sure if you're ready for what I'm gonna give you. [sungki smiles at him as he peels his clothes off and pushes them off the edge of the bed.] But you're giving me something that I want in return, so you just have to take it. Along with my love.
[the fae kisses his forehead. and then smacks his ass with shiny dark eyes.]
[sungki pauses at that, unsure if he should comment or not. but in the end, he has to say something.]
I'm not going to hurt you.
[well, not in a way that isn't acceptable to them, like the way sungki dips his head down and bites him now, drawing little pinpricks of crimson to the surface of his skin.]
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But he is amused, though not really surprised, that Sungki has partaken in the Hentai Nation.
The initial touch is soft, which he likes, the following not so much, which he also likes. Especially in that combination. His eyes lid at the pull, and he returns that kiss, licking after him when he starts talking again. ]
You’re perfect.
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[as much as his ego would like to agree, does agree, sungki knows that he's hardly to everyone's taste. he wouldn't want to be. but hunter is different. imperfect, and yet sungki can't think of a single thing that he'd actually change.]
Enough romance. Let's get naked.
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[ Sighing dramatically he pushes up against him enough to get some room to actually remove some damn clothing.
Their room smells like a fire, and parts of the bed and Sungki are soggy from the spray bottle intrusion but he really couldn’t care less. ]
….and if what you’re gonna give me this weekend is what I think you’re gonna give me - I like it. I like a lot of weird things.
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speaking of-]
I'm not sure if you're ready for what I'm gonna give you. [sungki smiles at him as he peels his clothes off and pushes them off the edge of the bed.] But you're giving me something that I want in return, so you just have to take it. Along with my love.
[the fae kisses his forehead. and then smacks his ass with shiny dark eyes.]
Roll over so I can lick you open.
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That gently kiss and then ass slap are prime examples of that.
Both leave him with moths in his belly and there’s only a moment of hesitations so he can grab his face and kiss him once more before obeying—]
For the record even if you did hurt me I could heal it up pretty quickly.
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I'm not going to hurt you.
[well, not in a way that isn't acceptable to them, like the way sungki dips his head down and bites him now, drawing little pinpricks of crimson to the surface of his skin.]
Overwhelm you...maybe.
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The bite is expected; the sharp pressure familiar and the soft press of lips that follows it…
This he likes.
His breathing picks up softly and he pushes a damp pillow out of the way. ]
I like that almost as much as the fire.