You'd be surprised what the powers of "not having my darling husband around to lavish" does for a man and his sex drive, or sudden lack thereof.
[Because, yeah, Gnosis sure didn't lay in bed at night thinking "wish I had a dick to suck right now", it was more along the lines of "I wish my husband were here but also I don't wish that at all, this place sucks," and in the end he's almost more glad to have Enciodes here than not. So.
The latter comment, though, makes him roll his eyes.]
Really. You'd make me beg after such an earnest request? [Gnosis knows he would. He's also helping now, unbuttoning Enciodes' pants to pull them down. Those are in the way, thanks.] You and I both know that, even despite your inclinations toward being in total control, you'd never reject getting to stuff yourself down my throat.
[Mm. Romantic.
But Gnosis gets down on his knees either way, on the hard wood of the bedroom floor overlaid with some gaudy fur rug, and after Enciodes is freed of his clothing entirely, he decides he's going to lay it on thick if his husband is going to make such requests. Thus does he lay his head against Enciodes' inner thigh and look up at him with big, gold eyes, trailing his fingertips along the opposite leg in idle back-and-forth motions.]
I just simply don't want you to forget your manners. [ Realistically, he wouldn't have even said anything if Gnosis had flatly said "please" and moved on.
This, though? Way better. Ooooh, so so so much better. The shiver down his spine might be subtle, but the way he straightens his back out to hold in a sigh probably isn't so subtle. He reaches a hand out to brush some of the strands of hair from Gnosis' face to tuck it behind his ear, and then swing his tail around Gnosis' back. Perhaps he'll feel the amused patting against him as the tip of it flicks around. ]
Now, that's much better, my love. How your voice manages to rival even the sweetest of songs continues to baffle me.
I could say the same of you, [Gnosis coos, sliding his hands to Enciodes' hips to hold them, letting his talons catch on the skin just enough to elicit a stinging sensation and nothing more.] But I've had enough of the sound of my own voice. I desire to hear yours when you come undone.
[Gnosis will not be shutting up entirely, though, because he's going to be moaning around a dick in his mouth in a minute here. For now? He's a slow lover, careful in the way he laps at Enciodes, teasing the tip of him with the barest kitten-licks of his tongue. The both of them know that this isn't enough and is more liable to create protest, but Gnosis also tends to like to tease. So.
He moves his head down only an inch or so and lets his tongue glide on the undersides of those sensitive barbs, kissing and sucking there with full intent to make his husband go insane before the night is over.]
Well, I certainly could never tired of it, my darling. I won't complain tonight, however. This night is all about you, after all.
[ Imagine shutting up for one second? Certainly couldn't be these two. Enciodes might be incredibly aroused as it is, and he'd be lying if he said he weren't extremely antsy for touch at this point — something he's bound to make incredibly apparent seconds from now — but in the immediate moment, he's thumbing through Gnosis' head feathers and taking in his cute expression, and the pretty golds of his eyes. Sorry, maybe "cute" is a bad descriptor when his tongue is against Enciodes' dick. Alas, it's the word that comes to mind when he sees him like this all the same.
He does get a jolt followed by a hum when his flicks against the barbs, though. There's a breathy chuckle. ] I see even a few months without me hasn't made you forget how to drive me crazy, hm…?
[Of course, even when he's getting head, Enciodes doesn't shut up for a single second. It's as endearing as it is playfully infuriating; Gnosis makes it a personal goal of his to make the man fall into some sort of speechlessness whenever they do anything intimate together, and tonight is no different. Though he does feel slightly out of practice, trying to remember how to make his tongue work...
Well, he gets over that pretty quickly, in any case. Talk is cheap, and he'd much rather spend the night lathing his tongue over every inch he can. The barbs on the head first, of course, then lower, just underneath the glans, lower still with a languid drag of his tongue down the shaft. There's a teasing, brief suck to the base, nebulously along one side, before he's dragging his mouth back up to the tip again. It's a whole song and dance, one that he repeats a few times as he digs his nails into Enciodes' thighs.
Only after he's sure he's teased his husband enough does Gnosis bother to take just the head into his mouth, flexing his jaw and flattening his tongue along the underside to accommodate the size.]
[ "Even" when he's getting head? No, no, he especially doesn't shut up when getting head. How could he? When they're intimate is also when they're most alone. No one watching, no one speculating things about them, no one scheming their downfall, no stepping on egg shells at all. Just him and Gnosis, so it's the best time to let him know all his thoughts completely unfettered. He loves you, Gnosis, and damn it if he isn't going to let you know.
His tail thumps against the bed in some mix of excitement and frustration. He doesn't tell Gnosis to hurry, of course. For starters because this feels amazing even if he does want more, but also because he knows if he does, Gnosis would just drag it out longer. He has to hold onto the bedsheets tightly so he's not tempted to reach down and tug the Liberi's hair and feathers. Oh, if only he could also kiss Gnosis stupid while he was doing this somehow... Not that he's sure he'd have the breath to do that for very long. He's gasping far too much whenever Gnosis works on those sensitive barbs. ]
...My love, even the greatest highs in life could... nnh-never compare to how you manage to make me feel. [ He opens his mouth aain to say more, but cuts short with a moan when his head is surrounded by the damp warmth of his husband's mouth. Fuck, that feels amazing. He wasn't even the one who'd been gone from Gnosis that long, and yet he still feels that sense of "I missed this". Perhaps he always feels this way, though? ] Haa... careful, Gnosis, I'm sure you don't want me to tip over so soon...
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[Because, yeah, Gnosis sure didn't lay in bed at night thinking "wish I had a dick to suck right now", it was more along the lines of "I wish my husband were here but also I don't wish that at all, this place sucks," and in the end he's almost more glad to have Enciodes here than not. So.
The latter comment, though, makes him roll his eyes.]
Really. You'd make me beg after such an earnest request? [Gnosis knows he would. He's also helping now, unbuttoning Enciodes' pants to pull them down. Those are in the way, thanks.] You and I both know that, even despite your inclinations toward being in total control, you'd never reject getting to stuff yourself down my throat.
[Mm. Romantic.
But Gnosis gets down on his knees either way, on the hard wood of the bedroom floor overlaid with some gaudy fur rug, and after Enciodes is freed of his clothing entirely, he decides he's going to lay it on thick if his husband is going to make such requests. Thus does he lay his head against Enciodes' inner thigh and look up at him with big, gold eyes, trailing his fingertips along the opposite leg in idle back-and-forth motions.]
Please, Enciodes?
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This, though? Way better. Ooooh, so so so much better. The shiver down his spine might be subtle, but the way he straightens his back out to hold in a sigh probably isn't so subtle. He reaches a hand out to brush some of the strands of hair from Gnosis' face to tuck it behind his ear, and then swing his tail around Gnosis' back. Perhaps he'll feel the amused patting against him as the tip of it flicks around. ]
Now, that's much better, my love. How your voice manages to rival even the sweetest of songs continues to baffle me.
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[Gnosis will not be shutting up entirely, though, because he's going to be moaning around a dick in his mouth in a minute here. For now? He's a slow lover, careful in the way he laps at Enciodes, teasing the tip of him with the barest kitten-licks of his tongue. The both of them know that this isn't enough and is more liable to create protest, but Gnosis also tends to like to tease. So.
He moves his head down only an inch or so and lets his tongue glide on the undersides of those sensitive barbs, kissing and sucking there with full intent to make his husband go insane before the night is over.]
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[ Imagine shutting up for one second? Certainly couldn't be these two. Enciodes might be incredibly aroused as it is, and he'd be lying if he said he weren't extremely antsy for touch at this point — something he's bound to make incredibly apparent seconds from now — but in the immediate moment, he's thumbing through Gnosis' head feathers and taking in his cute expression, and the pretty golds of his eyes. Sorry, maybe "cute" is a bad descriptor when his tongue is against Enciodes' dick. Alas, it's the word that comes to mind when he sees him like this all the same.
He does get a jolt followed by a hum when his flicks against the barbs, though. There's a breathy chuckle. ] I see even a few months without me hasn't made you forget how to drive me crazy, hm…?
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Well, he gets over that pretty quickly, in any case. Talk is cheap, and he'd much rather spend the night lathing his tongue over every inch he can. The barbs on the head first, of course, then lower, just underneath the glans, lower still with a languid drag of his tongue down the shaft. There's a teasing, brief suck to the base, nebulously along one side, before he's dragging his mouth back up to the tip again. It's a whole song and dance, one that he repeats a few times as he digs his nails into Enciodes' thighs.
Only after he's sure he's teased his husband enough does Gnosis bother to take just the head into his mouth, flexing his jaw and flattening his tongue along the underside to accommodate the size.]
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His tail thumps against the bed in some mix of excitement and frustration. He doesn't tell Gnosis to hurry, of course. For starters because this feels amazing even if he does want more, but also because he knows if he does, Gnosis would just drag it out longer. He has to hold onto the bedsheets tightly so he's not tempted to reach down and tug the Liberi's hair and feathers. Oh, if only he could also kiss Gnosis stupid while he was doing this somehow... Not that he's sure he'd have the breath to do that for very long. He's gasping far too much whenever Gnosis works on those sensitive barbs. ]
...My love, even the greatest highs in life could... nnh-never compare to how you manage to make me feel. [ He opens his mouth aain to say more, but cuts short with a moan when his head is surrounded by the damp warmth of his husband's mouth. Fuck, that feels amazing. He wasn't even the one who'd been gone from Gnosis that long, and yet he still feels that sense of "I missed this". Perhaps he always feels this way, though? ] Haa... careful, Gnosis, I'm sure you don't want me to tip over so soon...