Inbox for sticksandbones

[sesa]

I will make this pretty later

(Spoilers I won't, I always say I will but I won't-)

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INVENTORY:

-Grenade Launcher with 3 ammo stacks (refreshes monthly)

-Nondescript gaming console (it's an offbrand Nintendo Switch)

-Some glowing star rocks from an investigation with Elsword in the Deep Woods

-A little knitted dragon from Elsword that I forgot to link and am too lazy to find now

-1 Kotatsu that he keeps in his room at the lab. It's red with light beige birds on it

-His toolbox from Rhodes

-A workshop that connects to Gnosis' lab via a breezeway. He lives there with Passenger now

-3 erythrites, used to make Passenger a pair of earrings

Comments

[forwander]

[It might be so tight your dicks explode Sesa, so don't die.

Elliot does appreciate the little kisses and the friction. His brain has long-since 404'd on him, and there's nothing in his head right now other than "want" and "need" and really liking Sesa's hands on his hips and also his whole dick. Elliot has only gotten to feel it with his hands before, after all.

He's going to go insane. Sesa is big, Elliot has known this, and yet he feels much bigger when he's actually fully penetrating the Liberi. This is just one, and they're going to have to be very careful with two. But if instinct has anything to say about it... it'll be fine.

They're going to need actual foreplay and a lot of it next time, though. For now...

For now, Elliot makes distinct, desperate chirping noises in the back of his throat, unable to properly Words. He can feel Sesa's other cock between his thighs right now, so even if he couldn't take both (he wants to take both he is going to take both), there's added friction there. Good God he might actually die after tonight and he will die happy, dammit.]

[sesa]

[PLS TO NOT BE LETTING HIS DICKS EXPLODE...

He of course is too horny to be thinking about any of that right now. He can feel his very scales vibrating from the amount of horny that's coursing through his veins, and every breath he takes is heralded by a deep growl in his chest, not unlike the little chirps that Elliot is letting out.

And this is just one. One cock. Can he even fit the second inside? That remains to be seen, but...

He's going to damn well try, if the way he rocks his hips back again is any indication. He's sopping wet, so there won't be any lack of lubrication (despite their best efforts) as he searches with the second tip, semi-prehensile in its efforts to find the entrance. And the moment it does is when it starts to wiggle in, trying to join its twin inside.]

[forwander]

[It's going to be a tight fit. Horrendously so, in fact. For quite a while (read: a couple minutes, but that's hours in sex-time), it'll feel like there's nowhere to fit, almost uncomfortably tight. Movement is not made very easy, but! But.

Elliot is, at least, relaxing despite the impatience. He isn't pushing, either, merely laying there with his ass in the air, still chirping, still just as desperate as when they began. Eventually, though... eventually it'll be far easier to get both in. Still impossibly tight, sure, but by the miracles of mating season, no one gets hurt by being STUPID.

Next time they do this they're going to kill themselves. But that's for next time! This time, everything is working solely because of instinct and circadian rhythm. And because I want it to.

So. Whenever Sesa officially bottoms out, assuming he takes his time not to kill his poor pigeon, he will be greeted with much louder moans and whining and a whole slew of Noise.]

[sesa]

[Despite the timey whimey bullshit that goes on between the span of a tag, he is- in fact- taking his time here. Quite a bit of time will go by before he actually bottoms out in fact, to the point where Elliot would have been getting impatient if he weren't, you know. Being massively stuffed by these dual cocks over here.

His own breathing is plenty shaky and uneven by the time the movement finally stops, and he really does just have to stop for a bit to acclimate, reaching up a hand to tentatively brush through the bottom ends of Elliot's hair with his claws.]

Are....are you with me, still?

[forwander]

[no he died.

...

Yeah, Elliot is fine. Well, as fine as a man can be when a Vouivre is two cocks into him while he's in heat, but hey! That's fine, in a way! He's good. All good.]

Yes...

[If he sounds strained in a way that's like... "too horny to live rn", let him. Just let him. Those tailfeathers are flared and his headfeathers are ruffled and he's pretty sure he needs Sesa's hips moving and teeth in his shoulder.

You know. Normal.]

[sesa]

Mm...good...

[Sesa sounds like he's barely there himself as it is, just coherent enough to speak as he presses gentle, lingering kisses all along Elliot's pulse. It seems impossible, but somehow he's all in. Both of his lengths, all the way. Now comes the tricky part...actually moving and finding a rhythm that isn't going to split Elliot completely in half.

He will not drag out the inevitable for much further, though he will whisper with the last scraps of coherency he has left:]

If I...begin to hurt you, you must stop me.

[Because otherwise, he uh. He will not be able to stop literally at all, good luck!!

Like now. When he shifts his weight back a fraction and slides out of Elliot just enough to make the push back in meaningful.]