[Cum is still trickling down his thighs, and he absently wonders how much more there will be before they're both satisfied. Daan's catching his breath, his mind finally catching up and not so fuck drunk, at least for now.
With him positioned as he is, Daan lets out another quiet, airy laugh, almost in disbelief at Cloud's strength as he's held up.]
That's true.
And you've certainly made my neighbors terribly aware.
If they’ve got a complaint, they can take up it with the assholes who run this place.
[ he relishes the sight of his spend beading down daan’s skin. the pads of his fingers dig into his flesh, slowly and surely seating him on his cock; that same warmth from before envelops him as he sinks into daan, and instinctively, his hips rock up into an arc. ]
[Not that he wasn't expecting it, but he lets out a groan as he's filled back up again with Cloud's cock. He leans over, pressing his hands to Cloud's shoulders so he can get some leverage, sighing as he rolls his hips to meet Cloud's.]
[ he feels around for daan's hips, encouraging him with a press of his fingertips. flush travels up his bare chest, shirt stripped open for him to see, as daan brackets him. ]
You... [ his grip harshens, pushing daan down further onto his cock. ] ...look good from down here. Could watch you all day...
[Absently, fingers trace over Cloud's chest, as if to admire the blush that's climbing up there. It's one thing for Cloud to fuck him against a wall as if it's nothing, but now he can actually see the man's face and reactions.
Cloud really is beautiful.]
Back at you. [Daan's voice is soft as he gazes down. He stops to shiver as he's pulled down more onto Cloud's dick, then rocks his hips to feel the drag of it inside.] Good thing we can probably go all day, huh.
[ daan sets the pace — it’s measured and slow, a stark contrast to the round before. the lines of cloud’s palms kiss up the paleness of daan’s skin, smoothing up his waist. ]
[Softly Daan hums at the hands sliding up his waist, giving a more firm roll of his hips. He smiles to himself, as if flustered at the compliment. Maybe he is; he knows it's sincere, after all.]
Beautiful all covered by bruises you made, hm?
[He rises and falls on his cock again and again, sighing as he goes, sounding content. Fingers fan over Cloud's shoulders, slowly pushing open his shirt. Unlike how roughly he enjoyed himself under Cloud's hands and mouth, Daan idly traces his thumbs over Cloud's nipples, noting but precise and careful with his touches.]
[ warmth swims in the blues of his eyes, an earnest smile playing along the edges of his mouth. daan feels unbearably good around him — and his breath hitches at the brush of his thumbs against his nipples.
[After the first round, Daan has been left more sensitive. That along with Cloud's sheer strength fucking into him strikes true, sending blinding pleasure up his spine.
Daan braces himself against Cloud's chest, as if all he can do is just fo along with it now.
Deserve. That again. It's not surprising to hear Cloud say it, but still doesn't fit right. Not that he doesn't... want it to, but that he can't quite see what Cloud sees. Daan bites his lower lip, closing his eye for a moment, trying to even himself out at least mentally.]
[ he relishes every little noise he manages to pry from daan’s throat; his hips pivot up more frequently, more rhythmically, until he’s thrusting right up into daan at an even and punishing pace. cloud’s mouth catches on the beginnings of a moan. ]
[He can't think, he can't do anything but take it, and it's so good. Daan's fingers curl tighter into Cloud's shoulders, and he looks down at him, brows knitted.]
Want-- want to be good for you.
[Daan's voice is strained, desperate, and honest, like a confession. With it being said, Daan chokes on a sound, suddenly finding himself squeezing around Cloud's cock, coming untouched this time.]
[ it’s too much. daan clenches around him, taut and needy, and cloud’s back rises from the bed — only for him to grip daan by the shoulders, flipping him over so that he can rut into him through the shockwave of his own orgasm. ]
You are, [ he croaks into his ear, the words crescendoing into an unabashed moan. ] you’re so much more than you realize…
[ he loses himself inside of daan, groaning shamelessly as he fills him to the brim. eventually, cloud lays against him, arms wrapped him around possessively. he pulls out bit by bit. ]
…Mm. [ another kiss, this one far deeper than the last, stretching out until he can’t breathe. ] Still ok?
[Another gasp, this time at feeling Cloud releasing inside of him. Slowly, he sighs, content to settle in his arms and simply press his body against Cloud's.
After he's done sighing into the kiss, Daan leaves another kiss to his chin.]
Yeah. [Daan affectionately ruffles his hair.] You?
[It makes him think, briefly, of how Cloud expressed that he felt more like himself around Daan. Back then, he didn't entirely understand, but it's starting to reveal itself.
And maybe Daan is finding he can be more himself with Cloud in turn.]
I feel... safe with you.
[Perhaps that's what it is. That he wouldn't be judged for not keeping up appearances, remembering propriety, that sort of thing.]
[Ah. That-- yeah. Hearing that sinks into him, and Daan finds himself embracing Cloud as fiercely as he can. Daan lets out a shudder, then nods slowly.]
It's... also frightening. To think of potentially losing this.
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With him positioned as he is, Daan lets out another quiet, airy laugh, almost in disbelief at Cloud's strength as he's held up.]
That's true.
And you've certainly made my neighbors terribly aware.
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[ he relishes the sight of his spend beading down daan’s skin. the pads of his fingers dig into his flesh, slowly and surely seating him on his cock; that same warmth from before envelops him as he sinks into daan, and instinctively, his hips rock up into an arc. ]
Fuck, [ cloud breathes out. ] …feels so good.
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[Not that he wasn't expecting it, but he lets out a groan as he's filled back up again with Cloud's cock. He leans over, pressing his hands to Cloud's shoulders so he can get some leverage, sighing as he rolls his hips to meet Cloud's.]
Mm. You... feel perfect inside.
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You... [ his grip harshens, pushing daan down further onto his cock. ] ...look good from down here. Could watch you all day...
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Cloud really is beautiful.]
Back at you. [Daan's voice is soft as he gazes down. He stops to shiver as he's pulled down more onto Cloud's dick, then rocks his hips to feel the drag of it inside.] Good thing we can probably go all day, huh.
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[ daan sets the pace — it’s measured and slow, a stark contrast to the round before. the lines of cloud’s palms kiss up the paleness of daan’s skin, smoothing up his waist. ]
Beautiful like this.
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Beautiful all covered by bruises you made, hm?
[He rises and falls on his cock again and again, sighing as he goes, sounding content. Fingers fan over Cloud's shoulders, slowly pushing open his shirt. Unlike how roughly he enjoyed himself under Cloud's hands and mouth, Daan idly traces his thumbs over Cloud's nipples, noting but precise and careful with his touches.]
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[ warmth swims in the blues of his eyes, an earnest smile playing along the edges of his mouth. daan feels unbearably good around him — and his breath hitches at the brush of his thumbs against his nipples.
cloud’s hips angle upwards, thrusting into him. ]
…You’re a good man, doc. My man.
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[He's been lucky so far with Cloud, but eventually he's sure Sylvian's whims will come into play in due time.
He gasps, eye widening as he practically feels himself riding over Cloud's thrust. Fuck, that feels good.]
Mm. [Daan blushes more fiercely at that, sliding a hand up to cup Cloud's cheek.] You're so good to me, Cloud.
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...You deserve that. [ another thrust, this one more brutal than the last. ] Someone who's good to you...
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[After the first round, Daan has been left more sensitive. That along with Cloud's sheer strength fucking into him strikes true, sending blinding pleasure up his spine.
Daan braces himself against Cloud's chest, as if all he can do is just fo along with it now.
Deserve. That again. It's not surprising to hear Cloud say it, but still doesn't fit right. Not that he doesn't... want it to, but that he can't quite see what Cloud sees. Daan bites his lower lip, closing his eye for a moment, trying to even himself out at least mentally.]
Cloud...
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Need you so bad, Daan…
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[He can't think, he can't do anything but take it, and it's so good. Daan's fingers curl tighter into Cloud's shoulders, and he looks down at him, brows knitted.]
Want-- want to be good for you.
[Daan's voice is strained, desperate, and honest, like a confession. With it being said, Daan chokes on a sound, suddenly finding himself squeezing around Cloud's cock, coming untouched this time.]
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You are, [ he croaks into his ear, the words crescendoing into an unabashed moan. ] you’re so much more than you realize…
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His breath hitches, Daan turning his head to kiss Cloud fervently. Not deep or long, just brief bit needy kisses.]
And you-- you too. Even if you don't think so.
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…Mm. [ another kiss, this one far deeper than the last, stretching out until he can’t breathe. ] Still ok?
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After he's done sighing into the kiss, Daan leaves another kiss to his chin.]
Yeah. [Daan affectionately ruffles his hair.] You?
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[ a silence passes. ]
You’ve… changed. Since the first few times.
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In what way?
[And in some ways Cloud has as well, he thinks to himself.]
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[ more affectionate. honest. comfortable. sweet. willing. ]
…More yourself.
[ a beat. ]
I like that.
[ “i like you.” ]
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And maybe Daan is finding he can be more himself with Cloud in turn.]
I feel... safe with you.
[Perhaps that's what it is. That he wouldn't be judged for not keeping up appearances, remembering propriety, that sort of thing.]
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Good.
[ he deserved that. he always did. ]
I want that for you.
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It's weird. [Daan places a hand over Cloud's.] Not because of you, just... in general.
[He's been guarded for most of his life. He's had to be, and he can't-- he really can't remember letting it slip for too long.
It's starting to feel more natural with Cloud.]
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[ it was all so incredibly foreign to him — he could hardly parse it. ]
…It’ll get easier. And I’m not… I’m not going anywhere, so…
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It's... also frightening. To think of potentially losing this.
[Losing you.]
So don't do anything too foolish.
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