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[ cyno's grin cuts like a knife. ]

Habibi, I'd love to see you try..

[ but cyno takes the hint, and considering his own patience is beginning to run thin, he moves. even with how prepared tighnari is, it takes some effort to push past that tight ring, but with a roll of his hips he's gliding into tighnari's body, bottoming out in one sleek, easy movement.

cyno's breath stutters, his inhale sharp. with both hands free now, he grasps at his lover's soft, supple thighs, holding them tightly around his middle as he swears beneath his breath, and riding on its coattails is a low, animal groan. this is hardly their first time, and yet, it's always so good, tighnari is sinfully tight all around him, squeezing his cock like a fist, and the sweet pleasure that washes over cyno threatens to sweep him away entirely.

he reins it in, and begins to move, one arm hooking beneath tighnari's right thigh, the other coiling around his middle as his hips rock, building a hard, staccato rhythm. ]

[ Tighnari's ears flick at the sound of that one word. He had to look it up the first time that Cyno had called him that. It makes his heart beat faster in his chest. Apparently sex isn't enough to get Tighnari flustered or embarrassed. Call him something loving and sweet and he's burying his face into Cyno's neck. And that is what makes him almost unbearably tight.

Tighnari shudders. Bites back onto Cyno's neck and suppresses a whine when he pushes passed his entrance. When he fills Tighnari up completely. Cyno isn't the only one dizzy and at a loss for breath. His tail is unwrapping from where it has been resting, this time thrashing wildly back and forth with no effort being made to contain it.

And then Cyno moves. Tighnari's thighs squeeze tighter, hips giving a jerk. Eyes screw tightly shut and shaking. ]

[ tighnari's reaction to the sweet little pet name is quite excellent, and cyno might appreciate it more were he not currently buried inside of him, overtaken by the sweet, sweet bliss of being joined with someone he's so incredibly, desperately attracted to. tighnari presses his face into cyno's neck, and cyno exhales hard into his dark hair, the hand at tighnari's back slipping beneath his shirt to splay against impossibly soft skin. ]

'Nari..

[ he murmurs, the word riding on a shallow sigh, and cyno's eyes are soon falling shut as well, all the better to feel tighnari, the way his body clamps so tightly, the way his perfect thighs snap around him, the sound of his harsh breathing, and sweet little whines..

cyno's hips snap, and it isn't long before he's fucking tighnari deep, hard, a little roughly, their bodies meeting with every thrust, cyno's blunt nails digging against his thigh. at last he turns his head, nudging tighnari's jaw to urge him to lift his own, seeking his mouth in a greedy, needful kiss. ]

[ Oh once Tighnari's face is there it's on. Cyno's movements are so deep in him that all he can do is nuzzles that neck. Leave kisses and bites. Suck on the flesh of that neck. Cyno might have to think about covering that up tomorrow, if he doesn't want to navigate the myriad of questions that it will bring. Tighnari sighs and gifts soft yips at the gentle hand to his back.

He murmurs Cyno's name against warm, damp skin. Everything about this man fills his senses. The sounds of his breathing. The way that their bodies slap together. Cyno's heart beat and his scent. Oh his scent - how it spikes with some thing spicy with that arousal.

Tighnari is pulling and tugging at Cyno's hair. More access to that neck that the fox craves. By now the tail has stopped wagging, wrapping around Cyno's arm. He moves in tandem with the other man. And when Cyno turns for Tighnari's kiss? He gives it with a throaty moan and another jerk of his hips. Hands untwine themselves from Cyno's hair to shoulders, nails digging in for purchase. ]

[ it's so easy to fall into this passion, this heat between them.. it was easy from the first moment they fell together, beneath this very roof. it's been easy every time since. they might bicker, tighnari might test him regularly, but there's no discounting their attraction, their incredible fondness for one another, and the electric tension between them.

they move together, quick and needful, panting hard, breathing one another's air. cyno is absolutely, entirely lost in him, in his flavor, in his scent, in the texture of his lips and the grip of his body. again and again he rocks his hips, slowly at first, but with a quickly building beat, cyno's entire body tensing up tight, lean muscle straining beneath inked skin. soon cyno's body is sticky with a thin sheen of sweat that sticks his pale hair to his nape, and he's flushed hot all over, his hips bucking hard, his mouth hungry over tighnari's. there's nothing but the sound of their love, and the feeling of tighnari all around him. ]

Come for me, habibi..

[ he whispers, harsh against tighnari's mouth, the hand on his thigh slipping between their bodies to grasp at his lover's erection, pulling in deep strokes. ]

I want to feel you fall apart..

[ Oh it is easy to fall into it. It feels as though they have been doing this for years. Ages, really. Cyno aggravates him and makes him groan, but there's no discounting this need, their incredible tenderness for one another, the blooming tension between them.

Tighnari actively seeks Cyno's mouth. A tongue sweeping inside, panting hot and heavy with fluttering lashes. At some point his hands adjust their position on Cyno's back, clawing and scratching and hopefully leaving angry red marks under the shirt that seems to cling to his nails. He laps at Cyno, bites hard enough on that bottom lip to draw the tiniest amount of blood from it. Licks at it again before just needing to rest his forehead on Cyno's shoulder.

He can't think now. All there remains is the heat, the thick air. The music that they make together as their bodies are joined in this sensual dance that makes Tighnari feel full. completely. Crazy and weightless.

Then Cyno says that again. Such a sweet name that has him whimpering. Squeezes down on Cyno tighter for it and the hand that works itself between them. It makes his entire body spasm, double the stimulation that will create the scenario that Cyno had spelled out earlier - with Tighnari absolutely quivering and damn near crying. ]

[ cyno is all but drunk on tighnari, on his mouth and his clawing hands, on the beautiful, exquisite way he falls apart. if cyno feels a squeeze of fondness in his breast, well, it cannot be helped. tighnari is maddening and difficult, he's sharp, stubborn, beautiful, smart, strong..

cyno is in deep. too deep to pull away from. he's not given voice to these feelings, but he's sure that tighnari must feel it as well.

when the coppery taste of his own blood hits his tongue, cyno growls, shudders, his grip tightening, his hips snapping faster, faster, faster, until tighnari is a shivering mess against him, until his own pleasure is cresting, mounting, peaking. with a low, animal groan, cyno finds his release, filling tighnari with his slick spend, his vision going white as insurmountable pleasure crashes down over his head.

tighnari, in this moment, is his entire world. ]

[ Oh the feeling is mutual. More than mutual. Tighnari can't help but accept Cyno and his strength. The way that he is moderately relentless in how he pounds into the florist. He is actively weeping, weakly clawing at Cyno's back ~~and probably destroying that shirt, rip~~.

It doesn't take too long after their rhythm grows erratic. Not with how Cyno is fisting Tighnari's dick between them. Thumb swirling over the weeping head and then moving along with their thrusts. It's hot and Tighnari feels so incredibly sticky.

And finally that tight coil snaps. His body tenses and he bites down on Cyno's shoulder as he cums. He pours his release into that hand, hard and in a way that has him seeing stars.

Nothing exists right now outside of them. And this. ]

[ oh, this shirt is a lost cause, but it's well worth the loss to feel tighnari's nails against his back, dragging deep welts, breaking his skin. the pain grounds him, searing and hot, brings him back down from where he's soaring in the clouds. ]

'Nari..

[ the fond nickname rides on a rough, tremulous exhale, and cyno's hips continue to work slowly, drawing from them both every last drop of pleasure he possibly can. they're an absolute mess. cyno's hand and shirt are sticky with tighnari's cum, and he's sure that his jeans are stained as well, but that's part of the fun, part of the enjoyment. cyno's shoulder throbs where tighnari's teeth sank against it.

his arms both sweep around tighnari's back, smearing spend on his shirt, but that's the furthest concern from his mind right now, when his knees are like jelly, and it's all he can do to keep them both well supported. ]

[ A good thing, that. One of them needs to be grounded. With the way that they vigorously go at one another? Tighnari might need that a little while he gets his energy back.

The nickname gets a sigh and a kiss pressed to that shoulder. He's still quivering and releasing a high pitched huff here and there as Cyno continues to rock their bodies to ride out the last waves of their shared orgasm. He's breathing hard, euphoric in these moments and basically sagging against Cyno in the moments after they both stop.

Tighnari's shirt is likely also stained for the time being. His counter is going to need to be bleached and the thought crosses his mind that he'll need to get it all cleaned early. Before Collei comes in. But for now that doesn't matter. What matters is this man. Cyno. ]

Hmm. I hope you know that I now have high expectations for dinner.

[ It's light and airy. Tighnari is still catching his breath. ]

[ tighnari is all but sagging against him, and cyno is more than happy to support his boneless weight, to enjoy the warmth of him, while he's still buried to the hilt in his lover's body. he hums, and breathes a low rumble of a chuckle. ]

I think I can.. rise to that challenge.

[ did he just make an erection joke while his dick is still in tighnari??

yes. yes, he did. and before he can retaliate, cyno is capturing his sweet, soft mouth in another kiss, this one less ferocious, more deep, hungry in an altogether different way. ]

[ One can hear the proverbial record scratch. Why did he have to make that comment while still inside Tighnari?

This time he smacks Cyno's shoulder. Hard. Then bites the opposite ear. ]

Nevermind. Dinner's off.

[ tighnari bites, and cyno hisses, tensing. ]

C'mon. It was funny. Wasn't it?

[ nevermind that he's still locked inside of him. cyno nuzzles tighnari's jaw in an attempt to appease him, humming low and soft. ]

Dinner, and a movie.

It wasn't. It was as far from funny as you could be.

[ Augh. Cyno is feeling far too good if he's resorting to these sort of puns. Especially when Cyno is still buried inside of Tighnari like he is.

He even pulls away from the nuzzle a little. Just to be obstinate. ]

You're assuming that I won't change my mind about my cancelling.

[ Yet he's.... still there? ]

[ oh, he's feeling good all right. he's been thinking about tighnari all day, all wound up with want, and even had they not just had an excellent fuck, cyno would be content just being with him. ]

You won't.

[ he says, and lifts both hands to tighnari's face, cradling his jaw, pulling him in for a good, long, deep kiss. cyno lingers for awhile, smoothing his ink-stained thumbs along tighnari's cheeks. ]

You like me too much to cancel.

[ He had been about to argue, sort of. Tell him that he absolutely would! But then there's a hot mouth on his. Cyno is kissing him again and Tighnari melts just a bit.

He glares at Cyno as they part. Face burning a little, Tighnari's ears wiggle as he snort. ]

Augh. Hate you.

Sure you do.

[ cyno can't help but smile. he smiles a lot, when he's with tighnari. more than he ever smiles anywhere else, or with anyone else. ]

Mm. Let's get cleaned up, then we'll get back to my place.

[ carefully, gently, cyno eases his hips back. ]

[ For the next couple of seconds, Tighnari gives Cyno the flattest expression that he can muster. Then he sighs. ]

You might need a change of clothes first.

[ There's a jerk of hips and a gasp as Cyno eases out. Tighnari groans and shudders. Ah... Suddenly empty. ]

[ suddenly empty indeed. cyno misses the warmth of tighnari's body all but immediately, but his back and legs are beginning to ache, and the sooner they move, the sooner they can settle comfortably onto his couch with a pizza.

tucking himself back into his underclothes, cyno does up his jeans again. ]

I keep spare clothes at the shop, but..

[ .. but the shop sure is still open, which means his employees and clients are still there. ]

Maybe you should have been the one to close down early then.

[ What a smart ass, right? Tighnari gives it a few more moments. Leans forward and gives Cyno a peck on the forehead before sliding off of the countertop. He grabs his pants but...

Isn't.

Putting them back on.

Instead he seems to be making his way to the staircase that leads to the upperlevel. ]

[ it's not that tighnari is heading upstairs that gives him pause, it's the fact that he's just strolling right up there without his pants, cyno's spend still trickling down his thighs.

he's really something else. with a low chuckle, cyno starts after him. ]

Clothes upstairs?

[ So much for the condom that Cyno had brought with him.

Tighnari's ears perk for a moment. Then he takes a moment to lower his tail as if to cover what he can. But he's not ashamed. ]

I do stay here sometimes when I'm busy with a project so there's a place to sleep and clean up.

[ aww, tighnari. don't obscure the view! and yeah, that condom was forfeit the moment tighnari produced the lube. ]

Mm. Smart. [ but of course tighnari is smart. ] Let's get to work, then.

Oh? Who says I am inviting you to join me?

[ He is, but he likes to be something of a brat too. How dare this man assume anything! ]

Playing coy, hmm?

[ he thinks it's pretty safe to assume that tighnari would cruelly leave him hanging, here, especially after a good fuck like that!! ]

You're such a brat.

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