splitmemory | a lion and his fae

[ 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. ]

[ How quickly was Leona becoming an expert in the ways of his body? It hadn't been all that long for a human, for someone with as short of a lifespan as Leona, and yet... he has Lilia wrapped around his finger in a way that not many had. That rough tongue felt like it was meant to be there, meant to lap and suckle against him, bringing him closer and closer to the edge, no matter how hard he was trying to hold himself together. ]

Hah... [ A shaky, content sigh is breathed out, his eyes half lidded as he watches the younger boy squirm, feeling the way his hips press forward to allow him to grind up against the bottom of his foot. ] You're so desperate that even that little touch was a blessing, hm? Don't worry, I won't let you stay needy for long.

[ Lilia sounds like he thinks he's in control here. Confidence that had no place, really, with the way he was splayed out under Leona. Only, that confidence falls flat when those two fingers slide between his cheeks, as they move to his entrance and begin to press in, with the needy whimper that escapes him.

Still, he'll pretend he's got this under control. His foot presses harder down into Leona, moved to grind down against his cock in a way that was relentless. No teasing, no taunting, just straight to it. His own cock leaks with pre, his hips squirming under Leona. It's almost too much. Almost. He can handle this for a moment longer...

Well. His body is already tensing, his hand gripping harder to Leona's hair. ]

Leona-! [ He whines out again, clearly struggling to keep himself from releasing before Leona folds. But... he's probably going to lose this round. ]

[ what a lovely meal he's been able to partake in? the appetizer had been just perfect--- something that he would drool over time after time after time if given the chance? the right temperature, the right consistency. and now here he is on the main course, where his palate is singing. his royal taste buds are alight. leona doesn't even need that spurt of pre to lubricate his throat, he's been salivating this entire time. every little sound, every little reaction to every one of his actions, draws something else from him. be it his own arousal straining against that foot or how he moans into and around lilia.

so even if lilia thinks he's conceding control over the situation, he's not completely doing that. not with leona grinding, trying to find the right angle where he can rub the crest of his head against the balls of his foot, into the sole. he's not going to find release from here alone. he knows this is only the first step.

but when the fae does come, he bears down. he anchors himself, sucks firmly. he doesn't let a drop escape his lips. it would be wasteful for leona to do so. even if they continue to enjoy one another carnally for years to come, it doesn't make it any less valuable. so he swallows and swallows, his fingers continuing to reach up and in, nudging and pressing against that one very sensitive spot. ]

[ Throughout the centuries he'd lived, was there a moment where he'd been this content? Where he'd allowed someone to get this close to him? There were times he questioned whether he could even feel certain things; whether love would be something he could express, something he deserved. Now, in a moment like this, he couldn't imagine anything different. Couldn't imagine a different person's mouth around his cock, fingers inside of him. No, everything about this was exactly what he wanted, what he needed.

Funny, how often royalty snuck into his life, had a part in his heart in different ways.

It's a matter of seconds before he is reaching that peak, releasing into Leona's mouth without another thought. His foot all at once presses harder, with a greater strength behind it, forcefully grinding forward into Leona's arousal. How's he supposed to keep from crying out so loud when those fingers press against his most sensitive spots? Pressing his hips down into the force of them, his fingers curling in his hair, Lilia tries his damndest to focus.

It really doesn't work as well as he'd like. How can it, with him feeling so much at once?

By the end of his climax he's left gasping, loosening his grip on Leona's hair, to smooth it down and pet it down. ]

Undress.

[ He presses a demand into his lover, his touch so gentle as he brings his hand down towards his chin, his jaw, fingers pawing at his face to get a good look at him. His own tongue drags across his upper set of fangs, as if he can't get enough of this look. ]

I won't ask twice.

[ is he in any position to make demands? eh. ]

[ there's some amount of pride that leona has, finding a way to claim both lilia's love and respect. that he can have his time through some amount of effort that is not wasted or totally ignored, that he means something to someone who has definitely lived for more than just one normal lifetime. that's a big deal. he knows it. lilia probably knows it. he'd never assume anything, given lilia's disposition... a wily lover. witty. willing to be straightforward but wanting to take as many turns and curves as he wants. unpredictable but in a way that leona finds pleasing. pleasurable.

that foot pushes harshly against him and he can only thrust against it with the urge to fuck against it, desiring nothing more than the familiar warmth and heat of his love surrounding it. yet when he feels the flood of come, all he wants to do is savor it. swallow it. it's a present all for him. so, no wasting it! nothing leaves.

so once lilia is done, once that grip releases to some extent, he lets go. he pulls off of him, licks his lips, waits patiently.

and then. ]

Tch. Don't need to.

[ after all, he's looking up at him in adoration. he'd never deny lilia a chance to see all of leona, bare his entire natural self for the him. he'll owe lilia that much given he's probably ruined some of that material farming...

and he does it. he gets up on his knees, positioning himself over the other, pulling off his shirt--- practically ripping it in half before taking care of his pants. the only thing that keeps him from stripping in one fluid motion is the tail hole that catches him slightly. otherwise? there he is. a naked leona kingscholar, all for lilia. ]

[ Really, there's an almost unspoken language between them both, an understanding of what each of them needed, when they needed it. What they could do, to get that. How far one would need to push before the other will topple over. For Lilia, all that was needed was a simple amount of effort, a little show that he was going to be treated as he damn well believed he deserves to be treated. He's lived too long to give anyone the time of his own day that they wouldn't give back.

Which, funny when he was so distracted by his game a short while ago. But, hey, he's making up for it now!! It's fine.

Crimson stares up at Leona, eating up the sight of the beastman's positioning, the way his hands move to free his body of the damn near oppressive clothing. Pushing himself up a little, onto his elbows, Lilia makes it clear how closely he's watching, following the shape of his body with each movement. ]

I don't think I've learned my lesson yet.

[ The little thought is practically hummed out, as he tilts his chin in towards his own chest, looking up at Leona through his eyelashes as his eyes go half lidded. Fingers pull at the hoodie, tugging it up further to just give a hint of his chest, of the rest of his small form. ]

I believe you may have to punish me further for disrespecting our time together. Otherwise, how will I learn?

[ Not to say that this won't just reward his bad behavior, but hey-- he's trying to be coy and cute right now, okay?? ]

[ honestly, punishing lilia's behavior from just moments ago doesn't feel like much of a reason to keep going. it's more about motivating him to keep feeding leona whatever he wants, whenever he wants--- though it's still tough to do that when lilia's concerned. either way? he's got the tools to get him to keel. maybe not completely bend a knee because he still has loyalties, deep rooted ones, to those he also loves.

but not like, THIS kind of love. the kind that allows leona to crawl up, slide so that he could push his head against the hoodie. but he'll kiss that cute little bellybutton first, tongue swirling around the edges of it. just a pit stop while dotting kisses as he trails upward. ]

Yeah. Oh, I got a real good punishment all lined up for you. Those ingredients weren't cheap.

[ yes... up to that nipple. they're both so perfect? nubs of flesh that are just as sensitive as any other erogenous zone on a person. an ideal spot for him to attack next. that he's practically salivating (or is that what lilia left in his mouth) when he descends onto it, immediately taking one in between his lips and giving it a tug. ]

[ For this love, Lilia would do nearly anything. This was something he wouldn't give up for anything, wouldn't want to allow a single soul to keep him from getting this. From getting what he knew, deep down, he really desired, with every single part of him.

The hand that had, before, been pulling up at the fabric, now moves to lovingly move down along Leona's bare back. First starting near the nape of his neck, traveling down further along the skin. Feeling each curve and turn against him. Then, he drags those nails of his up, along his skin.

He would have had words, were it not for the little gasped moan that slips out of his mouth right when he goes to speak, from the attention that sensitive little nub was getting. One leg hooks around his lover, nails digging in against him where they were for just a second, before he resumes that repetitive motion, dragging his hand slowly back down his back. ]

I can hardly wait to see what you've got in store, [ Is followed by a small, happy little laugh. ]

[ when he's done tending to one of them, he moves to the other and gives it the same amount of respect: no more, no less. that the tip of his tongue flicks over before he kisses, then he bears down by sucking on them. not that he'll draw anything out, but if it gives lilia a reason to moan a little louder the next time he does? then he's certainly milking something out of him.

with both having been given attention, he can finally move all the way up. be face-to-face with his fae. ]

Think I can give you a meaty appetizer and then our lunch can be pretty light. Figure that'll be nice enough. Don't you think?

[ he might not have a choice but to partake, especially when he tugs his pants off. meaty indeed. ]

[ Does the little quiver tell Leona all he needs to know? That Lilia enjoys the attention he gives both, the way he bears down as if it was the only way he could resolve his own dying thirst? If that little quiver isn't enough, the little moan surely is, the way his head falls back against the pillow behind his head, hair splayed out around him.

How can he help but bring both hands up to cup his lover's face in his hands, once they're face to face? He wants to drown him in kisses.

He'll start with his jaw, with the soft skin of his cheek, parting his lips to drag the very tip of his tongue along his skin, coming up to press a kiss to the corner of his eye. ]

I'd think so, mmhm, [ He nods, only slightly, craning his neck further up to lean up to one of his ears, to whisper to him, ] Show me the love only you can. I want you.

[ oh... he wants him. of course he knows that. they both want each other. it's in their words, in their touches, in the mundane and extraordinary moments. walking together from class to class, sitting in the cafeteria, being in the other person's dorm. still, hearing it does something to leona. an acknowledgement of sorts. there's no one like leona or lilia out there. when they make love, it's...

so of course he's going to show lilia. he's pretty much gotten him loose, all ready to go. might not be the most comfortable fit, but leona's all raring to go. stiff, throbbing, aching. much like other parts of him. ]

No one else like me.

[ words that are soft and warmed by the heat of the moment, where he positions himself carefully over top. he's done this time after time but it never gets old. he wants to see lilia, completely devour him, make him submit. so when he presses the head of his cock against and then into the fae's rear entrance, he's salivating--- in more than one way. ]

[ Seeing and experiencing so much in one lifetime had no bearing on how much brighter the world felt, how much more the color popped and the little things became so prominent, so clear and obvious, once this clicked into place. Once the two of them realized, understood, that this was something greater than being alone ever could be-- the pieces fell into place.

This was a position they were in again and again, yes, but each time was like the first, with its own added benefits. Lilia can feel the head of his lover press against his entrance, his breath catching only long enough for him to breathe in a shuddering little gasp, a soft nod to answer his statement. To confirm it. ]

No one at all. You're the only one... mmh--

[ His words aren't quite cut off by the soft moan that bubbles up and out, the one that resounds in his throat, that sticks in the way he looks at Leona. That adoration in his eyes, that sneaky little charm, and...

Well, while he's here, he might as well tilt his head up, to capture his lover's lips with his own. Both of his legs now curl around him, to urge and press him further inside. Not to rush him, but to show him he's completely ready for more, when he's ready to completely have him. He'll submit - for now. ]

... the only one that deserves to have you.

[ after all, what would explain how perfectly they fit one another? especially physically; yes, despite having fucked many times before he still feels as tight as he did the first time. it's a warmth that he wants to cover himself in, a familiarity that he wants to stick with for as long as he can. without lilia, he's not sure if he'd find anyone else who could sate him entirely. the love that he feels, the adoration he wishes to share... no one else can have it.

so when those lips touch his, he hungrily obliges with a tongue that immediately delves into that crease. he spreads them apart, almost thrusts inside just like how he's handling lilia's other end. parallel motions that make him grunt and then moan, pleasure and pressure beginning to build.

he doesn't start building up a rhythm. not yet. he likes the feeling of lilia's legs wrapped around him, giving himself some leverage. ]

And only you.

a lion and his fae

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