All of this affection grabs at him, takes his heart in both hands and wrings it silly with the love in him for the Earl. That Astre would let him be so close, that the boy would willingly come to him for anything after everything that he'd been through... Sometimes it seemed too good to be true. But what sat in the circle of his arms couldn't be denied.
Those lips pressed the soft and sensitive and scarred skin of his neck don't go unnoticed. He would like to turn his head and nuzzle Astre back. Instead, he holds his head still, allowing Astre to continue, and trails a palm down against the teen's exposed thigh down toward the knee.
"You flatter me, my lord." Oh, how he wanted to kiss those sweet lips. But no, he held back, letting Astre set the pace as he wanted. For now. "That I inspire you so honors me. I should show you how much it means to me that you would hold me in such high regard."
And there, he paused, giving a soft him in thought. "But what to do? There's the question."
Slowly, the hand on Astre's knee begins to trail back up that thigh.
When Astre feels that hand trailing down his thigh, it's all he can think about. Those talented hands that always put such care in his work, that were always so tender for him, so warm and strong, it's almost impossible for him to focus on much else. Almost. He still keeps those soft kisses going, trailing up to his jaw and along it until he's close to Undertaker's lips.
"What to do..?" He repeats the words softly, watching his lips longingly but then that hand is trailing back up and it's so enticing that he can't help himself and lets out a soft moan, squirming and pressing himself against the mans hips.
"I suppose 'anything at all' might be too vague?" He gets the words out but he's obviously distracted. "We do have all day just for us though. If you want."
There's nothing Astre would like more, really, than to stay here with Undertaker all day, to indulge themselves in every desire they can dream up.
Watching Astre squirm, hearing him moan as he does, it'll never get old. Anything at all that he can do to keep those pleasant sounds coming, he'll do just that. While he has Astre seated on his lap, he draws the boy as close as he can get. Once settled, he rubs fingers back up and down the Earl's soft, warm leg. He'll never tire of that touch either.
"We could do anything at all, if you like." He scritches along Astre's thigh again, kissing along his cheek until Astre's lips are near his. Why wait, he thinks? In the next moment, he's kissing Astre's lips instead, leaving no room for question as to what he's looking for. "But isn't there something you're after?"
He hums into that kiss, eyes fluttering as he just lets himself drape over the reaper, savoring those touches and letting it all take over his senses. He squirms a bit more, gently grinding his erection against Undertaker, half as an answer and half unaware of it.
And then he has to take a moment to think, almost to let his brain restart, but when he's ready, he gives him another kiss. It's soft and slow, romantic.
"I want you." Astre's voice is soft for a moment but hen blue eyes meet green and he smiles even as his heart pounds in his chest. "I want to be with you in every way. I want to know what it's like to give myself to someone I love and explore what we like together."
Kissing has always been a love of his, especially with the Earl. When Astre takes it upon himself to indulge again, drawing the feeling out of it as much as he can, he follows suit, slipping an arm a little further around the boy's waist to hold him close while they love on each other. The roll of those hips isn't missed, and he doesn't mind it in the least, though it does add fuel to his own fire.
He hums in kind, letting Astre draw back as he will to speak. As Astre does, he turns his head to continue kissing so lightly against the boy's cheek, adoring him for all either of them are worth. "Where would you like to have me? We're going to do this, it seems, and I'd like you to be comfortable."
It's becoming a favorite of his as well but nothing has disappointed him yet when it comes to Undertaker. With them becoming intimate though, he knows that they may find something he doesn't like eventually. That was something they could face together though.
"Bedroom?" He can't help but still want a bit of romance to this, even if he had started this in the living room. He's eager though and it's obvious. Especially with those kisses along his cheek continuing to distract him.
"I'd be comfortable anywhere with you though. We could dirty a table and I think I'd only remember you."
Oh, his curious Earl. He can't help a grin and to cradle the boy all the closer, if even possible, nuzzling into the line of his hair bordering his temple. "Bedroom, it will be, then."
In truth, he has no intention of making quick work of their pleasure. He had always been of the mind that any pleasure had must be enjoyed thoroughly. If it must be quick, it must be done well. He never does anything by halves. Holding Astre firmly to his chest, he shifts them forward to catch his balance and stands, one arm tucked under the teen's rear.
It isn't an effort for him, having spent most of his recent life handling bodies quite larger than Astre's, often times on his own. He knows his limits, and the Earl is not in the least one of them. Making it to the bedroom with the both of them isn't difficult at all, and soon he's settling Astre at the edge of the bed, lowering himself to one knee before the Earl. The look on his face, however, is anything but complicated.
"A table, my lord? And here I thought to defile you in the comfort of our bedding. You would find it more comfortable, I'm sure."
So very curious. Undertaker had reintroduced him to the idea of happiness, of love, gave him both and accepted his in return. And now he would be the boys introduction to proper lovemaking and more. Astre wants more in their future, wants to explore every possibility with his man.
He hums softly at the nuzzle and gives one of his own, tucking his face into the reapers neck to kiss gently along the skin there. All while giving a little wiggle in Undertaker's arms, eager but trying to be patient.
"I think you're right." He agrees softly, cheeks flushed and reaching out to gently touch his cheek. "And I think I'd prefer our first time to be somewhere just for us." Not just think, really. He knows that's what he prefers, what they both prefer.
Then he gently combs his hand through some of Undertaker's hair, heart clenching in the best of ways.
He could argue and say that they're both lucky, beyond measure, to know what they know now with each other. It's a new bridge that they're crossing together, one Undertaker is not entirely unfamiliar with, but he's glad to be walking its path once more. More so to be doing so with one who had had such a terrible introduction to this side of relationships, and at such a frightfully young age.
Astre's hand brushes through his hair as he feels little touches along his neck, and he obliges the boy, tilting his head to let the boy explore on his own terms. "If this is what it takes, my lord, I am more than willing to lead you through the process. You don't seem nervous, but don't let that stop you from being so. We both know what this was like the last time you experienced something so intimate."
How horrible it was. He'd only seen through the demon's eyes, moments before he decided the demon needed to die, but it had been enough. It had been more than enough. Astre deserved better than so much terror. There would be no fear this time, no pain, no anguish.
He kisses him then, tender and sweet, just enjoying the feeling of their lips against each other, the taste of him. Settled in bed, in lingerie he picked out just for Undertaker, for no eyes but theirs, he can feel his excitement grow. And that clench in his heart is fiercer for the tenderness he receives.
"Everything feels, is, so different now though. Back then, I could never imagine wanting this but with you... Nothing feels frightening about this with you. I'm excited and happy." Another soft kiss that drifts off his lips to his jaw and then his neck. "And eager. I want to try everything with you."
Maybe not all at once but Undertaker might find him unwilling to stop until he's completely worn the teen out.
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Date: 2021-08-04 06:05 am (UTC)Those lips pressed the soft and sensitive and scarred skin of his neck don't go unnoticed. He would like to turn his head and nuzzle Astre back. Instead, he holds his head still, allowing Astre to continue, and trails a palm down against the teen's exposed thigh down toward the knee.
"You flatter me, my lord." Oh, how he wanted to kiss those sweet lips. But no, he held back, letting Astre set the pace as he wanted. For now. "That I inspire you so honors me. I should show you how much it means to me that you would hold me in such high regard."
And there, he paused, giving a soft him in thought. "But what to do? There's the question."
Slowly, the hand on Astre's knee begins to trail back up that thigh.
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Date: 2021-08-04 06:42 am (UTC)"What to do..?" He repeats the words softly, watching his lips longingly but then that hand is trailing back up and it's so enticing that he can't help himself and lets out a soft moan, squirming and pressing himself against the mans hips.
"I suppose 'anything at all' might be too vague?" He gets the words out but he's obviously distracted. "We do have all day just for us though. If you want."
There's nothing Astre would like more, really, than to stay here with Undertaker all day, to indulge themselves in every desire they can dream up.
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Date: 2021-08-12 04:53 am (UTC)"We could do anything at all, if you like." He scritches along Astre's thigh again, kissing along his cheek until Astre's lips are near his. Why wait, he thinks? In the next moment, he's kissing Astre's lips instead, leaving no room for question as to what he's looking for. "But isn't there something you're after?"
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Date: 2021-08-13 02:42 am (UTC)And then he has to take a moment to think, almost to let his brain restart, but when he's ready, he gives him another kiss. It's soft and slow, romantic.
"I want you." Astre's voice is soft for a moment but hen blue eyes meet green and he smiles even as his heart pounds in his chest. "I want to be with you in every way. I want to know what it's like to give myself to someone I love and explore what we like together."
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Date: 2021-08-19 07:14 pm (UTC)He hums in kind, letting Astre draw back as he will to speak. As Astre does, he turns his head to continue kissing so lightly against the boy's cheek, adoring him for all either of them are worth. "Where would you like to have me? We're going to do this, it seems, and I'd like you to be comfortable."
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Date: 2021-08-20 04:08 am (UTC)"Bedroom?" He can't help but still want a bit of romance to this, even if he had started this in the living room. He's eager though and it's obvious. Especially with those kisses along his cheek continuing to distract him.
"I'd be comfortable anywhere with you though. We could dirty a table and I think I'd only remember you."
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Date: 2021-09-04 05:29 am (UTC)In truth, he has no intention of making quick work of their pleasure. He had always been of the mind that any pleasure had must be enjoyed thoroughly. If it must be quick, it must be done well. He never does anything by halves. Holding Astre firmly to his chest, he shifts them forward to catch his balance and stands, one arm tucked under the teen's rear.
It isn't an effort for him, having spent most of his recent life handling bodies quite larger than Astre's, often times on his own. He knows his limits, and the Earl is not in the least one of them. Making it to the bedroom with the both of them isn't difficult at all, and soon he's settling Astre at the edge of the bed, lowering himself to one knee before the Earl. The look on his face, however, is anything but complicated.
"A table, my lord? And here I thought to defile you in the comfort of our bedding. You would find it more comfortable, I'm sure."
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Date: 2021-09-08 10:53 pm (UTC)He hums softly at the nuzzle and gives one of his own, tucking his face into the reapers neck to kiss gently along the skin there. All while giving a little wiggle in Undertaker's arms, eager but trying to be patient.
"I think you're right." He agrees softly, cheeks flushed and reaching out to gently touch his cheek. "And I think I'd prefer our first time to be somewhere just for us." Not just think, really. He knows that's what he prefers, what they both prefer.
Then he gently combs his hand through some of Undertaker's hair, heart clenching in the best of ways.
"I'm so lucky. I love you so much."
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Date: 2021-09-27 01:26 am (UTC)Astre's hand brushes through his hair as he feels little touches along his neck, and he obliges the boy, tilting his head to let the boy explore on his own terms. "If this is what it takes, my lord, I am more than willing to lead you through the process. You don't seem nervous, but don't let that stop you from being so. We both know what this was like the last time you experienced something so intimate."
How horrible it was. He'd only seen through the demon's eyes, moments before he decided the demon needed to die, but it had been enough. It had been more than enough. Astre deserved better than so much terror. There would be no fear this time, no pain, no anguish.
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Date: 2021-09-27 05:41 am (UTC)"Everything feels, is, so different now though. Back then, I could never imagine wanting this but with you... Nothing feels frightening about this with you. I'm excited and happy." Another soft kiss that drifts off his lips to his jaw and then his neck. "And eager. I want to try everything with you."
Maybe not all at once but Undertaker might find him unwilling to stop until he's completely worn the teen out.