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[reposing]

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[cupiditates]

[Yes he's excited, he's excited for about ten different reasons, sexual and sentimental and everything in between-- but that's no reason for Adrian to point it out. With a little scowl he sits up on his elbows. It's a little easier to avoid sulkiness when Adrian is undressed; that, at least, is a hell of a sight.

He looks different, that's the first thing he notices. Not shockingly so, but he has grown. Filled out a lot more, gone from relatively slender to harder muscles. He walks more confidently, too: not the semi-gawkiness of youth, but rather like a man, absolutely fitting in his body.

And that ass is still pretty nice, too.

He slumps back down when Adrian comes back, but there's still a momentary hesitation before he complies. He trusts him, he does, but . . . well, shit. It's been five whole years, and Adrian might have forgiven him, but there's still a lot of anger there.

Oh, well. He'll probably enjoy it no matter what. Definitely the twine is a bit of a thrill; it's so heavy looping around his wrists, and he flexes his fingers, straining his wrists, testing the give.]

Be nice, now . . .

[He does not mean that at all.]

[reposing]

I'll think about it.

[No, he's not going to be nice at all.

Adrian arranges himself on top of Greed, settling down onto his chest. He scoots up, getting as close as he can to his mouth. Right now, his cock is half-hard, definitely looking forward to this.]

Have a taste, Greed.

[cupiditates]

Fuck--

[He breathes it out and lets his mouth drop open. Fingers curling eagerly, as he tips his head up and slips his tongue out. Drags it over the crown of his cock, over the top, before settling beneath as he wraps his lips around him.

And fucking hell but he's missed this-- missed sucking someone off, missed sucking Adrian off, missed the way his boy looks when he's sitting atop him, all lean and proud and pretty-- he moans, and it's not just to tease, it's a very real reaction. Greed's hips squirm, buck up, his arms already straining at the iron twine.]

[reposing]

[Adrian can feel how Greed is squirming, jerking into nothing. The twine was a wise idea indeed; Greed only has so much patience, after all. So instead, Adrian looks down at Greed takes him in, lips around his cock. It feels so hot and wet, and Greed looks good as ever taking him.

He moans, working his hands through Greed's hair, and he's rolling his hips toward his mouth.]

Good boy. That's very good.

[cupiditates]

[Fuck, and he actually whimpers, his lips tightening, his head jerking up as Adrian's cock slips in deeper. The praise goes straight to his cock, it's so fucking patronizing and genuine both, and he squirms, jerking up, the movement just a little more frantic.

But god, this feels good on its own. The steady slide of Adrian's cock forcing his mouth wider, and he keeps making involuntary noises, wet and lewd, swallowing eagerly as he feels him bump against the back of his throat. More, he can take more, because if he can't be pleasured he can at least be impatient in other ways.]

[reposing]

[Honestly, he can't remember Greed sounding quite like this before, and it makes Adrian shudder. As his hands continue to pet through Greed's hair, Adrian presses himself further into his mouth, hot and wet and waiting, up until he feels his nose bump against his skin.]

Oh.

[Adrian exhales, looking down at Greed, how he's taken him. His fingers curl, nails biting into his scalp before he starts to rock his hips, slowly fucking his mouth.]

Fuck, your mouth feels perfect.

[cupiditates]

[His eyelids flutter, his lips tightening eagerly as his cock pushes all the way in. He gags just once, an instinctive reaction, before he swallows once, twice, his breath coming out in labored little pants. Adrian's hips rock forward, and there's just the brief moment of respite before he starts fucking him in earnest.

And it's so good. It's overwhelming in the best way being used like this; it's messy, precome and saliva gathering on his lips, dripping down his chin, almost immediately. Wet noises vibrate in his throat, obscene and eager, only growing in volume as the pace picks up. His arms tense again, his hands jerking, and he tips his head up, meeting him on the next thrust, desperate for each bit of praise that Adrian bestows on him.]