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[ Felih keeps working for a minute or two longer, making sure Estinien's hair is rinsed thoroughly clean, before helping him sit back up and using conjury to wick the water off of his hair. ]

There! Take a look, darling. Looks like your mane's back to normal!

[ Felih leans over then and kisses his cheek, purring and nuzzling along at his jaw. ]

Shall we move to the washroom for shaving, then?

[ What can he do when Felih comes that close, except raise a hand and ruffle it through Felih's own thick, beautiful hair? It is almost like petting a cat and certainly like petting a lover.

He nods after a moment of indulgence. ]

Lead the way.

[ He thinks he remembers where it was...even if his last visit had been occupied with mainly the bedroom. ]

[ Ooh, that makes Felih melt and purr, leaning into his lover's touch happily before tugging his mate up and leading him away to the bathroom. It's just as lovely as the rest of the apartment, and luxurious to match- Felih clearly has a taste for more indulgent things. ]

Here we are~ Just undress and sit in the shower there- on the bench, and spread your legs. It'll be easier if I can reach everything without you needing to move too much.

[ He's brought the shaving supplies with him, and he himself sheds his clothes and turns on the shower, hot and steaming, though he uses the attachment to make it easier to actually direct the water. ]

Come on in~! It'll be quick.

.....

[ There is no way that Estinien's attention would not be caught by Felih's naked body. He is a beautiful man; he has always been a beautiful man. Rather than immediately follow, his gaze moves over the fine curve of Felih's back, over the lovely plumpness of his arse, and along the fluff of his always-impressive tail.

He has to take a deep breath.

Only then does he follow, lifting his shirt up and over his head, then dropping his belt, trousers, and smalls. He steps over the lip of the tub and into the shower, dropping onto the bench. There is a great deal of long leg to spread, and glancing down shows him that his cock a bit pinker than usual, and not just because of the pink pubic hair. ]

Edited 2020-07-01 00:59 (UTC)

[ Felih is absolutely aware of Estinien's gaze on his back, and it makes him preen. He fluffs himself up a little, looking coyly over his shoulder at his lover, and waits for him to follow into the shower. The steam and the hot water ought to help the man relax, or so Felih hopes, and the moment Estinien settles down and spreads his legs, Felih gets to work getting the lather ready.

He can see the way Estinien's cock is already going pink, but he refrains from teasing him about it just yet- instead, he works crafty fingers around the base of his cock, around his balls, massaging the shave lather into the hair and humming softly. ]

Just try to keep as still as you can. It shouldn't take too long, so don't worry.

[ That is...simple enough. He can sit still.

...

Sort of.

Felih's hands are very hot to him, very hot and very soft, and even though this is frankly supposed to be for purposes other than sexual, he feels a flicker of delight start up in his groin. With it comes a bright, darting helping of Chroma, sparking wherever Felih's fingertips leave cream behind. He finds his eyelids fluttering, then closing, and in an effort to stay still, he bites one corner of his lip.

He does not need to be shivering; he certainly does not need to be jerking his hip. Shaving involves a razor, so close to tender bits, and so he...tries...to stay still.

The effort makes his cheeks darken. ]

[ Somehow, Felih has managed to make his purr sound smug. He's very thrilled with the way his touch affects his mate, and he keeps massaging the lather in perhaps a second or two more than is necessary- mostly because he can feel the little jolts of chroma. This is terribly intimate, after all, so it's no wonder the bracelet on his wrist is glowing as he works. ]

Nice and easy. Just keep still.

[ It's always so fun watching Estinien go red. The man is so pale that his blushing is so obvious and apparent, and so very delightful to witness. But he does have a job to do- so he gets to work, very carefully shaving the area down in light, feathery strokes of the blade.

Not a single cut or nick, and soon enough, Felih has washed off the blade and folded it back up and put it away, now using his hands to rinse the area clean of lather and stray hairs.

And, perhaps, having a bit too much fun massaging at those plush balls of his. ]

[ Felih.

Felih.

Felih. He knows what you are doing. Yes, he is firstly doing a wonderful job in dealing with the unfortunate pink curls, for which Estinien is very grateful. He certainly would not have emerged from this without nicks and razor burns of some kind if he had attempted this himself. But as he works very hard to keep himself still - his fingers tightly curled on the bench, his shoulders twitching, his ears growing a darker and darker red - he is fully aware that Felih is teasing him.

So cheeky. So endlessly cheeky. And so annoying, because it works. By the time he is gently swiping away the last hairs, Estinien is twice as stiff as he had been before, his cock a gentle, obvious curve between his thighs. The outright smoothness somehow makes the sensation greater; he has not had bare balls since he was a lad. He can't help-- ]

Hn.

[ --the small noise. The little twitch. He can't help them at all. ]

[ Felih is still purring away. The red is spreading down Estinien's neck and shoulders, and the way he clings to the bench and twitches just encourages Felih even more. He does so like riling the dragoon up, and he leans in to let that textured tongue of his lap and swirl around the head of him for a few moments, before his mouth moves down, kissing down along the underside of his shaft before he's kissing and mouthing at his balls. ]

Already so worked up, and I feel like I've hardly done a thing~ It's so terribly cute, how flushed and hard you get with even a little teasing...

[ Such a liar. He's been teasing him from the start. That aside, he drags his tongue over the swell of his balls, his hand meanwhile stroking slowly up and down his cock. ]

You...have done--

M-mm! MM!

[ His head drops back slightly, coming to rest on the warmed wall of the shower. His lower lip curls into his mouth, his teeth coming down to press against it, the shivering quite stark and obvious in his shoulders. His blasted mouth...if he had not been fully hard before, he is now, almost immediately, the curve becoming an upright attention as his dick flushes with bright color. He seems to rise right along with the motion of Felih's tongue.

Until his thighs jump.

The incredible smoothness of his balls and the texture of Felih's tongue sends his thoughts scattering. He forgets to even scold Felih for his cheekiness. ]

[ Cute. Cute cute cute! Felih feels a thrill of delight going through him with every squirm and moan, with every twitch and spasm of Estinien's body. It's so fun making him lose his composure like this, and he just keeps mouthing and sucking over his balls, his hand slow and steady on his cock while his mouth is far more active and energetic in its ministrations. ]

You didn't let me play with you properly last time~ Now I want to see just how easily I can get you to cum just from this...

[ Not--

Cute--

And yet, the squirms continue, as do the soft and high noises against tightly pressed lips. He is trying to muffle his voice, if only because with the shower running, there is a chance it might work, but...there's no disgusing the eager twitches of his hips. He lifts up into Felih's hand, thrusting needfully into his grip and in turn, exposing his testicles all the more to the other man's soft, hot mouth. ]

Not...easily...

[ Estinien is a poor liar. Pre is already leaking from him; he'll be able to cum very easily. ]

Oh? You say that, but your cock is being far more honest than your mouth. Look how it's already throbbing so much in my hand~ And already leaking a mess...

[ He momentarily lifts his mouth from Estinien's balls just to lick and drag his tongue over the head of him, tasting the pre before he moves right back down to mouthing his balls. Plush and hot and warm- and now so very smooth, easy for him to tongue and kiss and gently squeeze and rub and suck between his lips. His purring is probably sending those rumbling vibrations right into him, to boot... all while his hand keeps up its slow, steady pumps along his cock. ]

So very cute~ You're so sensitive here...

I...am--

[ Oh, he feels it. He feels that quick tightness, the heated clenching in his groin, and this close, with his lips vibrating oh-so sweetly against against his balls, Felih will be able to feel it, too. He will feel how his testicles tighten, squeezing against the base of his cock, just before: ]

Not...nnah!

[ He draws his knees up, clutches tightly at the rim of the bench, and cums hard in Felih's grip. White stains his hand and a bit of his shoulder, but only for a moment. The shower spray is there to readily deal with any mess. Estinien slumps slightly afterward, panting, shivering from how frankly nice that felt, so nice.... ]

[ Inevitably, some of it ended up in Felih's hair and face, but that's exactly why he chose the shower. The hot water makes quick work of Estinien's mess, and Felih's tongue keeps lapping over his balls, before moving back up to lap at the head of his twitching cock. He's still purring away, smug mischief in his eyes, looking up through his lashes at his lover. ]

So cute~ You really are so sensitive there, hm? It didn't take much at all to get you to burst...

[ Being caressed so soon after releasing has a decided effect upon him: he whines. He clenches his teeth and tries to bury his whimper as his head presses back and his hips squirm. He has softened...a little. When Felih licks at him and teases his head, he softens no more than that. ]

I already...said...

[ A growl. Another whine. A hand finds its way into Felih's wet hair, clutching there. ]

I am not cute. And if you call me that again I will...

[ Probably not do anything, because he desperately loves Felih's mouth. ]

[ Estinien is absolutely adorable. Such cute noises he makes, and the way he squirms! He gets so red all over, and his body is so much more honest than his mouth. Felih only shivers when Estinien grips his hair, and his eyes just keep glinting with smug mischief, his purring still loud and proud as his mouth moves back down to keep lavishing his balls with attention. ]

You'll what~? I don't think you really want me to move from here, darling...

[ Followed immediately by Felih mouthing at him and sucking at the plump orbs, rough tongue dragging over the smooth, sensitive skin. ]

So, so cute! This is your biggest weak spot, hm? I wonder how many times I can force you to cum....

[ The fact that Felih is completely right makes it even worse, and his rightness is proven over and over again by Estinien's helpless squirming. Perhaps he had intended to tug a little to urge Felih off his testicles...but that does not happen. He only holds, his fingers trembling, and another whimper escapes him. ]

Nnn, nnnhh...!

[ Hard again. Hard again, just like that, one knee bent far enough back that he can brace his heel against the edge of the bench, fully exposing balls and taint to the other man.

He doesn't want him to move from there; he doesn't want him to stop.

But he is concerned about how honest he is becoming because of it. ]

[ Felih just keeps purring away, more and more smug with each passing moment. It's so fun, so thrilling, to have the dragoon going to pieces at his touch, to be able to bring a man so powerful to such a debauched mess. He keeps mouthing and sucking at his balls, licking and massaging with his lips, sometimes teasing with light nibbles over the swollen orbs, spoiling the man rotten with touch. His hand keeps a slow, agonizing pace on his cock, stroking it firmly and tightly- but letting his mouth do most of the work, his balls getting the most of the stimulation.

Estinien's already hard in his hand, so very quickly, and Felih can't help but purr louder against his balls, wanting to add as much stimulation as he can. ]

So, so cute... you're begging me with your body, don't you see~? Don't worry, I'll keep spoiling these until you're cumming dry...

[ He is, isn't he...?

Not with voice, because between the whimpers are quick and incensed growls, his pride endlessly stinging, but oh, his body does beg. His hips do sway. His toes do curl. His cock strains to full hardness, growing darker and darker again, darker than before considering it had already been so swollen, though that is nothing compared to the slick, bright flush of his balls. Smooth, puffed and tight, fully red, and he can feel every vibration, every textured sweep, his nerves so inflamed that-- ]

Ahh, hha-!!

[ There, again. He comes again. His balls quiver against Felih's mouth and he is hit with a second orgasm incredibly soon after the first. As he slumps once again against the shower wall, it occurs to his hazy mind that Felih's promises are very likely to come true.

He will come again. He will come again and again until there is nothing left for him to spill. ]

[ Felih doesn't let up for a moment. He keeps his ministrations up, firm and determined, even through Estinien's orgasm. He watches through lust-clouded eyes, the heated gaze so eagerly soaking up Estinien's expressions, or how his lovely cock just gets so red and thick and hard, how it twitches and spills yet another mess of seed. It's so very satisfying, having this power, and it makes his own cock ache between his thighs.

He doesn't stop even once Estinien slumps against the shower. He meant every word, and even now he keeps murmuring teases against his skin. ]

So, so cute~ Good boy. Just keep cumming. Look how eager your cock is~

[ His thumb strokes and rubs firmly, back and forth, over the slit at the tip of him. ]

And it's still so energetic. I'll keep milking this for now... and I'll do all the work, so all you have to do is keep cumming. A nice reward for being so patient, hm?

[ It's more like pleasure torture. Felih wants to see how far he can push the dragoon, how much it takes to overstimulate him and bring him to pieces. ]

Kh...kh, Fel...!!

[ Oh, his slit is so sensitive. After coming twice, it feels intensely hot and intensely tender, and Felih's fingers only bring that feeling to the fore. He whines high in his throat, choking on the other man's name, still riding out the aftershocks of his orgasm when the next one begins to build. He is energetic indeed; he has actually gained stamina since arriving in Prismatica. He barely softens at all, only flushing darker, leaking, his shoulders pressing back hard against the shower wall. ]

Fe...lih...!

[ The hand not in Felih's hair fumbles, then ends up pressing against the wall, too, so he can balance and shake his hips and beg for more, if not with his voice, then certainly with his body.

His head swims, but that's fine.

It's fine, because he wants to come again. He wants Felih to stroke him and lick him. He wants his balls to pulse and his cock to ache. How long can he actually keep this up...?

He doesn't know. Perhaps a long time. ]

[ Felih is quick to pick up on just how sensitive the slit is, and he purrs louder still against his balls as his thumb keeps rubbing firmly, back and forth, over that slit. He's still stroking the shaft with his other hand, while his mouth stays busy lavishing attention on those swollen, plump balls, watching in lustful delight as Estinien just keeps going red and writhing against the bench, the wall, body glistening with the hot water, hips shaking... ]

Good boy~ That's it. You're shaking your hips even more now~ Just keep cumming. I'll get every drop out of you...

[ And he will. At some point- though he won't admit it- Felih cums just from the thrill of it, of getting his mate to go to pieces, to make Estinien lose all composure and fall apart. He doesn't stop- he'll let the shower keep running, hot and steaming, as long as it takes until he's certain his lover is milked dry. After all, the man deserves a bit of pampering and spoiling once in a while- why not break him with pleasure? ]

[ He does break with pleasure eventually.

Oh, it takes time. Estinien has plenty of cum to give and plenty of stamina to use up. He has plenty of more cries to let loose from his wetted lips and plenty more moments when he arches his hips and shakes them for more, and more again, and again.

He isn't even fully aware of when it is that he has spent every drop of cum that he had had saved; he is barely aware of anything at all, save for how he twitches and his tender, tender balls ache from the act of breathing or moving in even the slightest bit. When he slumps for the last time, he whimpers openly, another sliver of sensation moving through him merely because his testicles brushed against his thigh. ]

Nn....nnh...

Hh...

[ His thoughts are tantamount to static, warm and largely blank. ]

[ When Felih has finally succeeded in driving Estinien to a dry orgasm, he feels so very smug, pride and delight thrilling in his chest at the way Estinien has completely gone to pieces, whimpering and overstimulated and sensitive. He can't resist giving those swollen, darkly-flushed balls another few kisses and licks, before lapping at his tip to clean up any last droplets of seed that the shower has missed. ]

Good boy~ Look at you now. All spent and pretty and weak... ah, can you even still hear me, I wonder...?

[ He wraps his lips around the head of his cock and suckles hard at it a few times, just to give the man another jolt of stimulation. ]

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