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Nyx Ulric ([personal profile] hardbargain) wrote 2018-11-18 05:44 am (UTC)

[Nyx snorts, a harsh stifled laugh and even that gets cut off as his King claims his mouth again. The softest of groans, barely more than an exhale, but this is precisely what he wanted. It's so satisfying to have the older man pressing into him as well, taking as much as Nyx is.

Between that and the prickle of magic on the air there's part of Nyx that wants to push up against him, crawl into his lap, over him, devour him right here on the balcony. Heat sings through his blood, fingers flexing against Regis' leg, forcibly stilling himself from pushing too hard, too fast.

And then Regis draws back, speaks against his lips and Nyx has to grit his teeth so he doesn't snap at him, latch onto his lip with teeth and do something that would be far too noticeable come morning.]


Oh? This bothering your back already, old man?

[It'd be a more convincing challenge if he weren't already so breathless, if the hand on Regis' thigh weren't already going back to kneading and this time creeping a little higher. But if Regis is going to keep playing up the age difference then Nyx is damn well going to give him shit for it.

And maybe, just maybe, there's something arousing about that too. Shit, he's got it bad.]

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