[When you're an absolutely filthy man, you get to learn how to do those kinds of things. Even if it means confusing everyone else around him.
A brow raises at the keeping him quiet comment, that grin only getting bigger.
Until oh, hello, that sure is an arm around his waist and that question is immediately getting him talking again.]
Why are you only talking about it? [Was that almost needy tone intentional? Absolutely not. But it's what Dimitri's getting and he's already turning a bit red when his ears and brain catch up to what the hell all of that was. He might be a little mad at himself for that.]
[That sound went straight to his dick. Yeah he's going to twitch a little in his pants at that and pull Hol closer with some force. That was a challenge and Dimitri doesn't back away from challenges.]
I'm not sure you're ready to eat your words, Hol.
[With his hands firmly on Hol's waist he lifts him up with ease and places him on the Counter, making him have to reach up to kiss him but its's fine as he pulls him by his hair in for a kiss.]
[He liked that, huh? Despite being as red as a tomato, he's filing that away for later. For now he's focused on what's going on right in front of him, not seeming to resist in the slightest as he's pulled closer. Guess he's finally acting on his words and he's not complaining about it.]
That so? Usually people are quick to shut me up.
[Oh hello, he is on the counter now and this is a weird place to be, actually. Usually it's the other way around as he's generally the taller one in these kinds of encounters. He doesn't get to dwell on it for long as his hair is grabbed and he's pulled down. Luckily he can muffle that moan against his lips and ignoring his hat falling onto the floor again.
Not important.
He's quick to place his arms over Dimitri's shoulders, keeping them lazily there for the time being. He'll let him lead this nonsense, at least for now.]
[He can barely hear Caspar with the way his heart is beating so loudly right now. The closeness with Caspar, the desperation he feels all seem so right. But then Caspar says that and his worry seems to go out the window for a moment and he just smiles at hm.]
Like this [In a fluid motion he tilts Caspar's chin up and leans in. His lips finally pressed against Caspar's in a soft kiss.]
[That moan against his lips is exactly what he wants to hear. Sure this might have been exactly what Loog was hoping to happen but Dimitri isn't going to give that damned thing the benefit of the doubt. He's going to stop thinking of it and just enjoy this man sitting on his counter at the moment.]
Stop talking
[He breaks the kiss for a moment before going back in, nipping at that full lower lip for entrance. ]
[For the better, he's long since forgotten how he ended up here in the first place. Even if he's certain he'll hear some smugness about it after the fact. That's a future him problem.
Good thing he didn't give him any room to be able to reply like a brat to that stop talking comment as he's busy once again. He's not going to meet any resistance from him if he really wants this, just parting his lips enough for him and properly moving his arms to wrap loosely behind his neck.
There's no real pressure to it, except to keep him close.]
[Caspar probably should have seen that coming - and yet, it's a surprise all the same.
A very, very welcome surprise.
He pulls in a soft, startled breath, and the hand fiddling with Dimitri's hair pushes up to cradle the back of his head, grounding himself as much as anything else as he kisses Dimitri back, and it sinks in that this is... actually, seriously happening.
That thought sends a fresh surge of heat through him, and some kind of barrier crumbles. Caspar's fingers curl in Dimitri's hair and against his shoulder, pulling him down at the same time that Caspar pushes himself eagerly up and forward, lips parting against Dimitri's.]
[Between the two of them it seems like Dimitri is a little more the one hurried. With Hol's parted lips his tongue quickly takes dominance over his mouth, tasting nothing but fighting for it anyway. His hips roll and his still covered erection rubs up against Hol once more. It's a teasing touch, promising so much more.
Dimitri parts Hol's thighs wider so he can fit between them easier, a hand going to his own pants to pull at the drawstring keeping them up. He pulls on it and once untangled they fall to the floor leaving his lower half nude. It's only then he breaks the kiss and when he pulls back there is a delicious amount of mixed drool connecting their lips for a moment.]
[Just a tiny bit more hurried, but Hol's always been more the type to roll with the punches and let whoever he's with set the pace. Had he expected him to be this hurried? Nah. But it's whatever to him at this point. Admittedly, the dominance thing is cute and he could fight back against him in reality, but he's more doing it for show and letting him win.
The hip roll is what catches his breath in his throat, trying to push back against him only with a frustrated noise muffled against his mouth. So much for not being hurried.
God, none of that should be hot and yet he's focusing on his mouth before registering the words with a low huff.]
Don't give a fuck 'bout the pants under it, but lemme at least get the chaps off, those cost a pretty penny. [Says the man that is fumbling with his belt for far too long before he gets it off and is kicking his boots with the spurs off and managing to wiggle out of both pairs of pants. Of course he's not wearing any sort of underwear, why would he?
It's plenty obvious once he's revealed that he's almost entirely hard by this point, a shiver running along his spine as the air hits his cock.]
That... should do it. [There's still that ridiculous flap that he's kind of sitting on, but that's part of his shirt and he can't really be fucked to mess with the rest of his clothing right now. In fact, he's going to take the hold he had on Dimitri to pull him back for a kiss, not even bothering to play coy and make him have to get access to his mouth again.]
[If Dimitri was being honest he didn't want Hol to take his pants off. He was going to rip them off and get this going quicker but instead the man insisted on taking them off. It took longer than he wanted and so he distracted himself with touching himself to stay hard. Being that this was the thing that got him in trouble in the first place his face was pretty red the entire time and anytime Hol would peak a look at him he'd turn away. Was that something he should maybe talk about? Probably but he wasn't going to.]
Finally. Promise not to wear those pants again, they take too long to take off [He manages to get out what he wanted to before he's pulled back into kisses. This is a quick fuck, something to distract them both, it doesn't have to mean anything. At least that's what Dimitri keeps telling himself as he kisses Hol, a pleased moan leaving his lips.
Not wasting more time he slides his hands under Hol's bare ass, picking him up with ease and carrying him back to the bedroom. Of course there is a firm squeeze on the way there, Dimitri can appreciate a good ass. Once in the bedroom he drops Hol onto the bed and rummages in his closet for a bottle of lube he threw in there earlier.]
[Hey, he'll learn to not do that in the future. Probably. Unless he purposefully wants to annoy Dimitri, which is quite possible of a thing. He wouldn't call himself a brat, but sometimes you have the urge to do stupid things that win you stupid prizes. At least he wouldn't go for the chaps again if he had an inkling of what might coming his way.
He's certainly enjoying watching him touch himself like that, especially with his turning away when he noticed. It's cute, in a weird sort of embarrassed way. Not that he'd say that aloud, not right now.]
Didn't expect to be fucked when I came over.
[Is what he manages to get out in response as he'd gone right back to the kisses. A quick fuck is always the intention with him, no strings attached, but he's yet to be able to pull that off here. It's almost as if that's not how any of this goes. But he's not going to really ponder on it as he lightly digs blunt nails into his back, nothing to really hurt, but enough to feel something, he hopes.
He startles a bit as he's picked up and carried, not breaking the kiss during it, but certainly clinging tighter to make sure he doesn't manage to worm his way out of his grip. It's not often that he runs into someone that can pick him up, especially someone that can pick him up so easily.
Once on the bed, however, he's stretching and wiggling out of the last bit of his clothing to toss off to the side for now. No sense in potentially getting his shirts wrecked, after all and he has time while Dimitri is rummaging around.]
You got it, boss. I doubt it'll get too much, though. [He's dealt with something similar enough that with lube, he's certain he'll be fine. There's no stress in this situation and he can absolutely relax into it, which is better than he can say the last time he deal with a similar dick.
Also just ignore the pop as he gets a rather nice arch in his back, it was probably needed.]
[While he can't exactly tell what Caspar taste likes he thinks it must be something with a little heat. The way they seem to fit into each others hold is too perfect for there not to be some kind of spice. It's been months since they met once more, so long and yet for the life of him Dimitri can't recall exactly why he waited so long for this. Caspar is a dear friend, someone he admires and beautiful inside and out.
Their kiss hardly last as as anything innocent for so long. The more his lips are pressed against Caspar's, those lips parting and letting him taste him, the more Dimitri wants more. A deep moan leaves his lips as he pulls away for a moment to look into those pretty light blue eyes of Caspar's. His own eyes are partially dilated, looking more sapphire than azure blue in that moment. He takes a breath, and than once more his lips are against Caspar's but this time more hurried as if to devour him. He picks him up walking the two of them to the closest object he can which happens to be a wall. He pins Caspar against , still holding him off the ground.]
[This time, Caspar can't say he really minds being picked up; it just means more contact, feeling the strength in Dimtiri's hands and the press of his bare chest as he pins Caspar to the wall. He kisses Dimitri almost like it's another competition, legs wrapping around his waist and an arm slung over his shoulders to pull himself closer.
He doesn't break away until either Dimitri does or he finds himself dizzy for lack of air. Even then, it's not for long. He only takes a moment to catch his breath, flushed over his lips and cheeks, before going back in.]
( while Dimitri was asleep, it seems that a sneaky dragon has delivered a bunch of gifts to him like santa claus-! what will he find?! waiting for the king in the kitchen of his cabin is a beautifully wrapped hamper containing a plushie of a big cuddly lion boi that heats up when cuddled, a birthday card featuring flowers from his garden - and finally, the showstopper gift.
Corrin requested something very special for Dimitri from the peacekeeper. it's something he'll have to solve a riddle to find! there is a hamper filled with wheels of many flavours of cheese, and on a piece of card reads the following: )
Happy birthday, Dimitri! On your special day, you'll receive a gift: Me! So, what do you say?
I will be your friend, if you would so please. And in exchange I will give you the finest of cheese. Or milk for your tea, whatever you dream, Whether cake, or brownies, or tasty ice cream.
My guarantee to you, is whatever you eat, Will taste hearty, bold, savoury or sweet. I hope you enjoy this present to you. Now come outside, Dimitri! I'm dying to meet you!
( and when Dimitri steps outside, he'll see .... a cow!!!! she has a big ribbon and bell wrapped around her neck!! the amenities for caring for her like brushes and such can be found in a bucket by the gate. Corrin will have explained in Dimitri's birthday card that she is a special cow, who produces dairy that Dimitri can taste very intensely and wonderfully, since he knows that the king struggles with his sense of taste. he now has access to dairy any time he wants, and a cute pet cow to snuggle on top of that!
Corrin will be excited to see his reaction, oh yes he will! )
I didn't think I'd be fucking either but...here we are
[While his words sound anything but enthusiastic, he is actually looking forward to this a little bit. His azure gleam didn't miss out on the way Hol's muscles moved and contracted as he took his clothing off. The man was really attractive and only a little smaller than Dedue it seemed. That thought alone had him very excited. Hol wasn't small either where it mattered but that could be for another time. Right now Hol was set on taking his own dick, as nervous as he was about that.
The bottle of lube was tossed on the bed, landing next to Hol's bare thigh. Those thighs were teasing Dimitri and he really wanted to bite and mark them up. climbing onto the bed he straddled Hol, a hand running up and down his thigh as he took a closer look at him.]
Please don't call me boss....just Dimitri is fine.[His own cock is erect as he keeps touching Hol's thigh. He removes one hand to touch himself, slow long strokes as his eyes eat up Hol's form.]
[When the two of them do break the kisses it is with a heavy pant from both of them and despite Dimitri being very distracted by Caspar's lips he doesn't fear dropping him at all, oh no. In fact Caspar looks wonderful up against his wall and he's going to enjoy keeping him there as he begins to pull at Caspar's tight black shirt. It looks lovely on him but it needs to go, he wants to touch more of Caspar and it's in the way.
The shirt is easily tossed and a little bit ripped off Caspar. Dimitri's mouth follows behind quickly enough, going to Caspar's neck, leaving nips and bites along with almost too tender kisses to his skin there.]
Caspar, I...
[The hands at his waist slide down more to be holding Caspar up by his nicely toned, fine ass. Those strong callused hands of Dimitri's give him a firm squeeze, enjoying those muscles underneath him.
[Caspar fumbles to help get his shirt off, letting go of Dimitri entirely for a moment to get his arms over his head. He's not too worried about falling; even if it weren't for the wall at his back and Dimitri making sure he won't fall, he could just as well hold himself up just with his thighs around Dimitri's waist and the muscles of his stomach held tense.
He's not too worried about whatever damage the garment might have just taken, either. That can wait. Now, his arms go right back around Dimitri's shoulders, his fingers into his hair, holding tight as the attention to his throat draws out a soft whine.
He squirms as Dimitri's hands squeeze his ass, and lets out a breathy laugh.] M-me too. I've just-- been hoping you'd be... be ready sometime.
[Wouldn't be the first time he hasn't heard enthusiasm from someone, either. He knows what this is about, or, well thinks he knows what this is about. He's been wrong plenty of times in the past and he's certain he'll keep being wrong in the future. A pleasant surprise, perhaps.
He spares a glance at the bottle for a second before his attention focuses back on Dimitri, a lazy and far too cat-caught-the-canary esque grin playing on his lips. His thighs are probably one of the only places he doesn't currently have any scars or marks on. The skin far, far softer than any of the rest of his body.]
Didn't mean it like that, but gotcha. [Boss could mean a number of things to him, but he supposed it didn't really mean the same where Dimitri's from. Not that that fact surprises him by any stretch of the imagination.]
Take your time~ [It's not like he has anywhere he needs to be, hell, even if it's just his thigh being touched right now, he can still get a nice view of him jerking himself off. His own hands are finding purchase on the sheets beneath him for now, knowing he'll probably need them later. That and he's quite curious to what Dimitri will do if he refuses to touch anything for now.
It might annoy him later, but he's certainly pissed himself off worse in the past.]
Guess you like what you see if you're doing all that, I'll take that as a win. [Shut up, Hol.]
[There is a rumble of laughter that leaves Dimitri at Caspar's words. It's true this taking as long as it has was on him, he was why they were feverish now in their touches. He did feel a little bad about it but the way Caspar spoke of it was cute and earned him another kiss.] Apologies for the wait, I shall endeavor to make it up to you.
[As if to prove the point he just made, he starts to kiss down Caspar's chest. He actually finds it very cute how Caspar's chest has little hairs of blue all over it, they are soft and feel nice against his cheek. Caspar's body is warm and tight under his lips as he leaves kiss down to his nipples, teasing one with his tongue.
[Oh, letting Hol speak is for sure going to be a problem. He's attractive, very, but the comments aren't needed and Dimitri does stop touching himself and sits back on his knees. He gives Hol a bit of a raised brown and crosses his arms as he looks at him.]
Do I need to get your mouth busy again? [Hol looks pretty comfortable and while Dimitri wouldn't mind moving him he's gonna let this slide]
You do look rather pretty laying there, perhaps another time. [Is that an invitation to more than this already? Maybe. Who know, not Dimitri.
He does grab the bottle of lube and spurts a decently big dollop onto his hand and coats his fingers before leaning closer and practically straddling Hol. His lubed up fingers press against his entrance, not pushing in but just teasing. His other hand is slicked up and he wraps it around Hol's cock, giving him a few slow strokes.] I wonder how pretty you can get for me. Shall we test this?
[Generally letting him speak at all is a problem, good thing he's figuring this out now. But man does he hate when he stops and sits back again, that grin fading into a frown. He fucked up again somehow, didn't he?
He glances away for the moment, brow furrowed at the question.] Seems to be the consensus. [On him talking too much, that is. Luckily he doesn't get to sulk for too long as he's moving again and he's already arching his back to try and press further into those teasing fingers or into his hand. Which part it is is anyone's guess, but he knows full well that his cock is already about as hard as it can get.]
Wouldn't mind at all~ [He manages in a far breathier tone that before, really glad he grabbed those sheets when he could. Dimitri can... probably already see why he has no doubts on being able to deal with his cock, given he's already trying to force himself onto those fingers. An impatient man always and forever.]
[It was of course rare that Dimiitri did sleep and after all that had happened he needed the rest. When he woke up and went to the kitchen to get his morning tea (even if it was afternoon by then) he saw some presents and a note. The note he reads first before touching anything else. Before he can go outside however he does open one of the cheese wheels and sneaks a bite. The taste isn't really there but the texture is divine and he takes a bit more.
Picking up the Lion plush next he holds it close to his chest. It's soft, very soft and so he keeps it there as he takes the note and another bite of cheese (he loves it) and heads to his door.
Of all the things he expected to see, Corrin and a tiny cow were not them. The cow is still young and clearly unbothered by the cold with all her hair and their Corrin in with no shoes in the snow once more. Being a dragon must really help with not getting frostbite. He's a little envious but he smiles nonetheless as he walks out and over to Corrin, a wide smile on his face.]
[Oh those breathy words are exactly the reaction that Dimitri wanted to hear. He grins a little as he leans down to kiss at Hol's exposed chest. His mouth lingers on an exposed nipple, tongue flicking at the bud before taking it into his mouth and sucking on it.
Is he going to let Hol speed anything up? Not at all. Despite the man trying to push down onto his fingers he doesn't offer any other pressure than what he was already doing. His hand around Hol's cock does tighten his grip a fraction, not aiming to hurt but to get him to realize he's trapped here now and it's going to be a bit of a long haul.]
You sound lovely, Hol.[He looks up at him from his spot sucking marks onto Hol's chest, eyes fluttering a little in enjoyment and a touch of dramatic flare. Oh yes Dimitri is teasing him a little extra. He knows his own pretty long blond lashes gives him an extra lovely look when he's marking another.]
[Oh, that's entirely unfair. If he can't push onto his fingers then perhaps just trying to push his chest against him will suffice for now. A shudder runs along his spine before he's finally letting go of the sheets to instead try and tangle in Dimitri's hair. He's not trying to pull or anything of that nature, but he wants to touch something if he's going to be stuck like this for some time.
A low whine catches in the back of his throat, breath already coming a little faster than he'd meant for it to. He knows he's going nowhere by this point, even without the extra pressure on his dick. But it's a great way to get him to stop his attempts of getting him to do more.
He's at his mercy and he'll try and roll with it for as long as he can, knowing full well that his skin holds marks quite well despite the years of scars. If Dimitri's paying enough attention, he's probably noticed some new ones by this point, specifically the two puncture-looking ones nearest his neck and the long and seemingly deep ones from the top of his outer thighs to his waist. It's probably fine, don't question it.]
Shit... Ain't... ain't fair lookin' that pretty. [The words are hard to get out, but at least he means what he says?]
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