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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[ 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...