[ it's probably why they get along so well at times, and at others they could be butting heads as they would sometimes do. they're both prideful in different ways, whether from experience or strength or what-have-you. it's why leona finds it quite amusing when lilia admits his weakness to the prince who is currently enjoying himself with the fae's cock in his mouth. swirling that rough tongue around the head, lapping up and down the shaft, firmly suckling on it like it a hungry kitten. he looks up at lilia, challenging him with his gaze, smiling around that dick.
and then... that foot makes contact and leona has to keep himself from losing that suction he's built up. his cock immediately jumps up in those pants of his, stiffening against that shove. he desperately tries to grind into it, all while moving his lips down to the base of lilia's shaft, exhaling harshly into his crotch.
he can't speak with his mouth occupied, nor would he want to. but does his glare up not tell lilia exactly what he needs to hear? the attention is great. he loves it. it only means something when it comes from his fae. from his lover. he's down bad for him. now that he's got what he's wanted, how could he stop at this point?
two fingers is all he should need. does lilia think leona's not thinking about that unoccupied hole of his? if lilia's going to 'attack' from two sides, it wouldn't be fair if leona didn't do the same. those two slightly dry fingers are dragged against his crack, against the hole that had been made out with just moments ago, and he slowly pushes them in up to the first knuckle. ]
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and then... that foot makes contact and leona has to keep himself from losing that suction he's built up. his cock immediately jumps up in those pants of his, stiffening against that shove. he desperately tries to grind into it, all while moving his lips down to the base of lilia's shaft, exhaling harshly into his crotch.
he can't speak with his mouth occupied, nor would he want to. but does his glare up not tell lilia exactly what he needs to hear? the attention is great. he loves it. it only means something when it comes from his fae. from his lover. he's down bad for him. now that he's got what he's wanted, how could he stop at this point?
two fingers is all he should need. does lilia think leona's not thinking about that unoccupied hole of his? if lilia's going to 'attack' from two sides, it wouldn't be fair if leona didn't do the same. those two slightly dry fingers are dragged against his crack, against the hole that had been made out with just moments ago, and he slowly pushes them in up to the first knuckle. ]