[Zel is terribly weak for Emery's work, and his coolguy reputation is at risk to being overshadowed by the wilting flower he becomes for loving attention. it's weird to feel warm and aroused when his skin can't sweat or prickle with pleasured goosebumps; his body ought to find his clothes suffocating, but beyond the constriction in his trousers, the rest of him is unfazed.
it's weird. like...holding gratification hostage, teased and taunted almost exclusively by the mouth. it makes Emery's tongue even more powerful there than it'd be were the rest of Zel so pliant and responsive.
he whimpers amidst the languid lashes of Emery's tongue, compelled to draw in closer, fingers squeezing at Emery's sides.
when there's a break for breath, Zel's is weak, eyes fluttering half open, bewitched.]
You're... [braincells processing.] So good at that.
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on 2025-03-08 03:26 pm (UTC)it's weird. like...holding gratification hostage, teased and taunted almost exclusively by the mouth. it makes Emery's tongue even more powerful there than it'd be were the rest of Zel so pliant and responsive.
he whimpers amidst the languid lashes of Emery's tongue, compelled to draw in closer, fingers squeezing at Emery's sides.
when there's a break for breath, Zel's is weak, eyes fluttering half open, bewitched.]
You're... [braincells processing.] So good at that.