[ oh he's a tease all right, and it's enough to make cyno's cheeks darken, a flush creeping up his neck that has nothing to do with the situation they're currently in.
and of course, he takes it all too seriously, his fingers stilling where they are as his eyes meet tighnari's. ]
Not good?
[ he knows full well that he doesn't have much experience, and it's crucial that he's able to please tighnari, that this is good for both of them. ]
[ tighnari's ears flick as he gives cyno a droll look, one that has him shifting his hips in his hold. it's good - it feels good, but tighnari had felt that tentative slide of cyno's fingers, and had known what it meant.
cyno is considerate, and it's likely this is his first in quite some time. tighnari arches his back the way you would draw a bow, lean long lines as he reaches down to position cyno's fingers just so. ]
Watch. [ tighnari says, and sinks down onto cyno's fingers with a soft gasp. ]
[ watch. cyno pays close attention as tighnari guides his fingers, feeling the entire way. the skin between tighnari's thighs is velvety soft, warm and slick and inviting, and when his fingers sink into his body cyno has to bite his lip to contain the noise that bubbles up from his chest.
dipping his head, cyno touches his brow to tighnari's, closing his eyes and breathing his air, the desert air beginning to cool around them. with guidance, his fingers begin to move, sinking deep before sliding out to the second knuckle, then pressing in again, massaging the silky passage that clutches so tightly.
gods, the eroticism of the moment is nearly enough to overwhelm. heat is stirring in cyno's gut, bleeding through his body as he steadily establishes a rhythm. ]
[ cyno is a pleasure. within moments, his fingers begin to fuck tighnari open, slick and sinuous and slow. it's not just the sensation, tighnari thinks, as he leans forward and catches the tip of cyno's nose with his lips, a teasing press of a kiss that trails down into something sensual and warm along the long, dark line of his neck. tighnari loves the way he has leaned in and closed his eyes, the way he savours each stroke of his fingers as if he wants this last.
this: foreplay, delayed gratification. tighnari's heart swells with affection for this man. he loves him. it's such an odd thing to quantify. ]
Feels even better on the receiving end. [ tighnari sinks down again. he maneuvers his hips until cyno's fingers reach deep into him just so, elicting a soft gasp, heat and pleasure all rolled into one. ] What clever fingers, Mahamatra Cyno.
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and of course, he takes it all too seriously, his fingers stilling where they are as his eyes meet tighnari's. ]
Not good?
[ he knows full well that he doesn't have much experience, and it's crucial that he's able to please tighnari, that this is good for both of them. ]
Show me.
a literal thousand years later...
[ tighnari's ears flick as he gives cyno a droll look, one that has him shifting his hips in his hold. it's good - it feels good, but tighnari had felt that tentative slide of cyno's fingers, and had known what it meant.
cyno is considerate, and it's likely this is his first in quite some time. tighnari arches his back the way you would draw a bow, lean long lines as he reaches down to position cyno's fingers just so. ]
Watch. [ tighnari says, and sinks down onto cyno's fingers with a soft gasp. ]
touches ur paws with my paws..
dipping his head, cyno touches his brow to tighnari's, closing his eyes and breathing his air, the desert air beginning to cool around them. with guidance, his fingers begin to move, sinking deep before sliding out to the second knuckle, then pressing in again, massaging the silky passage that clutches so tightly.
gods, the eroticism of the moment is nearly enough to overwhelm. heat is stirring in cyno's gut, bleeding through his body as he steadily establishes a rhythm. ]
.. feels good.
skips thru a field with our paws joined
this: foreplay, delayed gratification. tighnari's heart swells with affection for this man. he loves him. it's such an odd thing to quantify. ]
Feels even better on the receiving end. [ tighnari sinks down again. he maneuvers his hips until cyno's fingers reach deep into him just so, elicting a soft gasp, heat and pleasure all rolled into one. ] What clever fingers, Mahamatra Cyno.