There's Lightning in Your Teeth

[hallarider]

[for pavus_redemit -- continued from here]



Maybe they were a little overdressed to really enjoy themselves in bed but having Dorian strip him down was half the fun. Bramen shifted again under his lover's attentions, craning his neck to steal another kiss as he lifted his hips from the bed. Teasing was something Dorian was all too good at - teasing, flirting, working with those hands of his. Even if there was still a chill to the air, there wouldn't be for long. The fire wasn't the only way the two of them knew how to warm up. They could be quite creative on that front.

"You can fix that easily enough," A chuckle came from the back of Bramen's throat, wrapping his arms around his mage, letting his hands glide down his back again, rubbing at the muscle there. His hands dipped further, calloused and firm as they moved down to the man's hips, slipping in beneath the waist of Dorian's own trousers.

He turned his head to start kissing along Dorian's jaw, nose brushing against his lover's cheek. "I like feeling your hands there," he murmured, enjoying the sensation of his partner's hands anywhere across his form, "Though I think I like your mouth even more."

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[pavus_redemit]

There was no stifling Dorian. He let every sound he made echo around the room and fill the space wit the sounds of his pleasure. He wanted Bramen to hear how good this felt, how good he felt thanks to his lover.

The loss of his hand does delay Dorian's release. He whined and pressed tight against Bramen's beautiful muscled stomach, trying to chase the feeling again that he was so close to, so terribly close.

When he came it felt like releasing a spell that he had been building, an ecstatic release that made his skin feel alive and his body tremble. He grabbed Bramen's face in his hands and dragged him into a deep, hard kiss. He was practically dizzy, taking little gasping breaths between presses of his lips against Bramen's.

He would be exhausted after this, practically giggly and stupid from satisfaction. It was a damn good feeling.

[hallarider]

Every moan from Dorian was music to Bramen's ears, faintly twitching at certain sounds that were drawn from the man. Such a wonderful chorus it was, even if Bramen tried to keep himself a bit quieter, all the way up until his own release his him and he jerked hard against his partner. A low sound tore from his throat - something that was silenced all over again as Dorian's lips crushed against his own. He continued to grind hard against his love, even as that pleasure faded, his hips still moving out of instinct.

He didn't want to break that kiss, even as they gasped and let out lighter moans. Dorian wasn't the only one dizzy from that pleasure, dizzy and exhausted, hips slowing until they'd finally stopped. His legs were sore now, a small ache in his back. That had been more than enough to satisfy him, the elf now trying to catch his breath as he sank against Dorian's broader form. His head returned to that shoulder, exhaling as his eyes fluttered closed, needing a moment to regain his bearings.

"You never fail to surprise me," he murmured, lazily nuzzling his partner's neck now.

[pavus_redemit]

Dorian managed a soft chuckle. "At least the clean up is easy here."

Not that he was moving from this spot anytime soon. He wrapped his arms around Bramen, cradling him against his chest. Oh, this was his favorite moment when they were too exhausted to do more than curl around each other and touch.

He loved Bramen so much and in this moment it didn't terrify him as much. It felt good right now, felt safe and real. He loved and there was nothing to be ashamed of.

[hallarider]

Bramen was content to remain where he was. Clean-up was still the furthest thing from his mind, especially now that he had all but collapsed against Dorian. He rubbed his face against the man's neck, breathing out slowly. He knew they'd have to get out of the bath soon - out of the bath and into a warm bed where Bramen wished to continue laying like this.

Of course, getting to the bed was the hard part. Particularly when he was this comfortable already. "I don't suppose you have a spell," he murmred lazily, nuzzling against skin, "that will dry us off and put us both into bed?"

[pavus_redemit]

"Sadly, no such spell exists," he said softly. "We have to do things the old fashioned way and walk."

His legs were starting to get cramped from sitting in Bramen's lap like this. He stood with a groan, his knees protesting and calves cramping slightly. "Come on, amatus. Time to go to bed."

To bed, to sleep while wrapped around each other.