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: 2021-09-04 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.