caycay | IC Inbox - Duplicity

[Cater eats up all those little pleasured noises like his favorite spicy snacks. His eyes gleam with mirth at the misunderstanding, and he shakes his head as he finishes pulling his pants down below his knees. Fetching the lube again, he re-wets a couple of his fingers so he can reach behind himself and prep his opening. Considering his lack of libido lately and Idia's size, he knows he's gonna need it.]

Not that. Earlier. Want me to jog your memory?

[With his free hand, Cater reaches forward and pumps Idia's shaft with a level of intensity he hadn't shown before. He'll stop before Idia can get too close; it's too early for him to cum.]

You're not allowed to cum. Don't cum, don't cum, don't cum.

[Earlier? Hmm, you know, a lot happens in such a short time in Duplicity, it's hard to keep track some times, Idia have to stretch his memory back to find it as he watches Cater at work and-]

W-Wait! Aah~! H-Hold on! [He remembers! He remembers! Godsdamnit he remembers! Sttoooppp~! A wail getting loose from Idia as Cater works him vigorously, mouth open and trying to catch his breath to the sudden onslaught as his flames erupt into pink tones. Clearly has a much lower tolerance for this kind of thing than he dishes out to Cater, more on the giving than receiving end of it.

By the time he gets so close and Cater stops... Idia's just a gasping heap, fingers straining against the hold he has on Cater's leg, other curled up as a fist over his mouth. Wtf?] Cater~? [Wtf? Don't just stop like that.]

[Oh. Cater's feeling absolutely wicked, now. His eyebrows shoot up as he gets such a delicious reaction, and when Idia whines his name he can't help but tease him again. With one hand cupped into a closed circle, he teases the ring formed by his fingers over the head of Idia's cock.]

Are you sure you still want me to ride you? Maybe I should be putting your legs up over my shoulders.

[W-What? What does that mean? Any ability to think or really process what Cater may mean with that completely gone from Idia's head, another whine at that touch as Idia squirms against it, trying to get more stimulation.] W-What you mean?

I mean...

[Cater is loving drawing this out, absolutely eating up Idia's writhing. He wants to give him that pleasure, but he wants to make this last, too. Wants to savor it that much more.]

I could fuck you, instead.

[Oh. Oh. Yeah, that, that sounds... Idia nodding his head, eyes still hooded in a way to show he's a little dazed by this all. Ahhh~ that was so mean! Give him more!] Yeah, yeah, I want that.

[Ah...when Idia's so plaintive like that, it really makes Cater want to give him everything. It's so rare to see him being so cute and needy like this! He makes sure to keep stroking Idia's shaft at an easy pace, keeping him nice and excited without pushing him too far to the edge, and switches the objective. Instead of working himself into a ready state for Idia's hefty cock, he brings his fingers to the other boy's opening instead. He won't need nearly as much prep to take in what Cater has packing, but that doesn't mean he's about to force things.

He strokes and teases the skin with his still slick fingers before sliding one inside. A few testing pumps later and he adds a second digit.]

[Aaaaahh~ That feels so good, yet Idia has a need to hang onto something as Cater works him twice over, that hold on Cater's leg not enough. He coils his fingers through the front edge of his shirt near his stomach, fingers wrapping themselves around the fabric as he other hand grasps over his head at his hair to... a lesser extent. No real substance to grab onto there. But enough to ground him as he gasps and whines at Cater warming him up.]

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