unknownballad | Hybrid Kingdom PSL

[Lucas is so, so hot like this. It's making David a bit stupid, almost drunk on the lust coiling in his belly as he eagerly climbs back up Lucas's body and reclaims his mouth.

More than a bit greedy, too - this time he can't keep himself from sucking and nibbling on Lucas's lower lip, and even giving it one proper bite to see exactly how much he can get away with before the sting causes Lucas to object.]

(( Kissing is one of the best things about having a humanoid body. Touching, too. So Lucas savors David’s lips against his, the hunger there, and that lingering sweetness from the drinks in the heat of his mouth. He delights in the warmth of David’s skin beneath his palms, the alight coarseness of his hair as he threads his fingers through it.

The excitement is something he can match. The want is there, burning hot and cutting deep. Lucas does, eventually, wince at that testing bite. Sorry, he’s not that much like his brother that he can mix up pleasure and pain. When he pulls away for a breath, it’s only long enough for that. This time, it’s Lucas who trails molten kisses over the line of David’s jaw and throat. This time, it’s him who runs his hands along David’s torso, dipping his fingers beneath the hem if the shirt to brush over skin. ))

[No biting, noted. Not like David has time to feel even the tiniest sliver of disappointment before Lucas's lips finds his neck and everything else leaves his mind. He throws his head back to expose more skin for Lucas's voracious mouth and moans, incoherent at first but soon forming into actual, intelligible words:]

Oh - ohhhh my God -

[Then he goes still as something occurs to him for the first time.]

- uh, should I not say that? When we're doing this?

(( It isn't what David said that gives him pause. It's the way he suddenly goes still. Lucas pulls away from his task just enough to look David in the eyes. He wants to laugh at the question, but he understands it's coming from a place of genuine concern. Lucas can't help the smile that spread over his face, though. ))

It's okay. You don't have to censor yourself. It's not like that's His name.

[... fair enough. David returns the smile almost shyly - he always feels so out of his depth when it comes to Lucas and everything to do with his angel-ness, and Lucas's constant kindness and patience bring on a bigger rush of affection than he knows how to deal with.]

Okay, good. You can, uh, go right back to what you were doing before... [And he even cranes his head back and to one side to give Lucas a nice big canvas for his lips and tongue.]

One second.

(( One second to put his fingers around the hem of David's shirt and give it a very gentle tug up, pausing only for David to lift his arms before easing it off and tossing it to the side. Once it's gone, he closes the space between them to return to what he's been doing before. But this time, he ventures beyond David's throat, mouthing along his collar bone to the center. He dips his tongue into the hollow between them. All the while, his hands fun up and sown his bare sides. ))

[For someone who's spent so much time bemoaning the state of his body, David really doesn't look that bad with his shirt off. He's very lean, with a marked concave slope below his ribcage and visible pelvic bones, but nowhere near as gangly as he imagines in his own mind.

Thankfully, he's much too far gone to waste any time on insecurity anyway. Needy noises keep bubbling up in his throat as Lucas's mouth works its way down, and he shivers again when Lucas replaces his lips with his tongue.

Wasn't David meant to get back to doing this with Lucas? Not to mention removing his pants? He's gotten a bit distracted.]

(( Is it strange that David's body, the way it looks, is of very little concern to Lucas? What's important is that it's the vessel that houses him. It's the corporeal extension of a man he's grown to care for so deeply. Even if David were self-conscious, Lucas will do everything he can to assure him there's no reason for any of that. He is perfection in Lucas's eyes.

He pauses, pulling back enough to peer at David's face once more. ))

Still good if I keep going?

(( There's only a hint of playfulness in his voice as he parrots David's earlier words back to him. But his voice is breathless now, thick. ))

[Oh, the sound of Lucas's voice sends such a powerful jolt of heat right to David's groin that his hips actually twitch. He's really not young enough to be acting like this much of a horny teenager anymore but he wants Lucas so, so much right now...]

I'll never fuckin' forgive you if you don't. [And he's got that same playful lilt in his voice that ends up mostly smothered by how low and hoarse his own has become.]

(( A fleeting smile flickers over his face before he drags his tongue up David's throat. A hand moves to his shoulder and pushes very gently. ))

Lay back.

[David's eyes are lidded and foggy as he stretches out on his back without ever looking away from Lucas, tongue tucked between his lips with anticipation. In this position, it's also much more obvious how excited Lucas has already got him - and that he's every bit as big as his long-limbed body and massive hands and feet might lead someone to hope.]

(( Give him just a second to admire, okay? Just one moment to really drink in the wight of David stretched out before him (while Lucas also settles himself astride David's slim hips). Just one short moment to let his exceedingly intense eyes drifter over the familiar features of David's face wearing a new (to him) expression, to follow along the curves and contours of his exposed torso, burning the image into his memory. And then he moves, letting his fingers follow the same paths his eyes took. Shifting his weight just so to add a little teasing pressure (and also maybe remind David he's not the only one wildly turned on right now). ))

[David's never been looked at the way Lucas looks at him. Sure, there's the whole thing where Lucas has way, way more eyes than David actually gets to see, but that's not all - he can feel the depth of Lucas's admiration, the way it takes in his appearance but also encompasses so much more.

David has been admired for his appearance before. Plenty of times. The depths of his soul? Not so much. It's embarrassing, overwhelming, addictive... it takes his breath away.

Then Lucas moves so subtly in just the right spot and David sucks all that breath right back in, hips bucking fruitlessly against his weight to try and make him move again.]

Lucas, c'mon, you're gonna drive me crazy here - !

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