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[He whines, long and wavering, the last of his willpower crumbling away in the face of the hot, wet confines of Rye's throat, muscles massaging the head of his cock as Rye swallows]

[When Rye withdraws to that single point of contact, he can't help himself; he presses back in, hard and eager, trying to regain the heat and the friction and the pleasure]

[He doesn't hold back, this time; he just presses in, as far as he's able, and withdraws a couple of inches before pressing back in again, harder than before. His fingers clutch tight at Rye's hair and his hips work almost desperately, needing this like he needs to breathe]

[There it was. Hurricane's control snapping as he finally thrusts into his mouth with force and while Rye chokes at first-]

[He moans, loudly, right after, pressing into the thrusts. Or as much as the tight fingers in his hair allows, a shudder going through him. He does still choke with the thrusts, but it's getting less, and he still consistently and eagerly presses in, swallowing around the head, sucking hard, and moaning extra loud as he presses in, to add the vibrations.]

[It's like each thrust is heat pulling in his core and it's not long before his hands are between his legs. One hand stroking his slowly growing erection. The other pressing two fingers into his pussy.]

[The urgency only increases, when he notices that Rye's hands have strayed between his legs to give himself attention, and Hurricane whimpers, fucking into the wet heat with something very close to desperation]

O-oh my god. You feel so good.

[The fingers in his hair haven't let up, but they're not actively tugging, this time - just holding on, steady and firm, as he chases the peak of pleasure he needs so dearly]

How are you so good?

[there is a hum around his cock, up and down that might be a vague 'practice.']

[His eyes are a bit glazed despite the answer, head still canting into each thrust, swallowing, gagging, moaning around Hurricane's cock with each thrust, tongue working along the bottom, sucking briefly as he pulls out before he's in again.]

[All the while, his hands work over himself, stroking his cock in time to Hurricane's thrusts, hips rolling as his fingers pump in hard and fast. All adding to his sounds, which would be quite loud if Hurricane wasn't thoroughly muffling him.]

G-god, you look so good like that.

[His fingers tighten up a little - begin to tug, just to see what it will do to Rye. His eyes are half-lidded as he peers downward to watch Rye's expression, and the way his mouth is stretched around Hurricane's cock, and the way he works himself, further down even than that]

[He's begun to tremble, the way he does when he's close - tugs a little harder, pressing in deeper yet]

Think - think I'm gonna -

[There's a tug and Rye shudders hard, his hands stuttering their attention a moment-before beginning again in earnest, swallowing him down more eagerly. His eyes dazed, a few years at the corners, face flushed, but pushing ever closer to try and get him deeper.]

[There's a keening sound at his warning, at the tug and deeper press, can feel the way he trembles moving down his throat. He moans loud, begging and needy, swallowing and sucking as hard as he can, pressing close to make sure he cums deep.]

[He does come deep - comes hard, groan frankly loud, like he's forgotten about trying to tamp down on it]

[His hips stutter to a a stop as he pulses his completion, hards holding tight to Rye's hair, mouth open and eyes squeezed shut against the endless waves of pleasure]

[Rye shudders hard as he feels Hurricane cum, sucking and swallowing eagerly, drinking up every last drop, groaning at the feeling and the hands in his hair.]

[And still there's the wet sound as groans due down, his hands still pumping his cock, dribbling precum, fingers fucking himself open.]

[He's breathing hard, by the time he subsides, face flushed and eyes half-lidded]

[His hands come to Rye's hair to pet gently, as he pulls out]

Jesus Christ. That was amazing.

[He can't seem to take his eyes off the way Rye is working at himself, expression sated as he takes in the show]

Edited 2022-02-13 16:50 (UTC)

[He gasps as Hurricane leaves his throat, getting a full breath of air, and pulling a loud moan from him with the intense shift.]

[He rests back on his knees, legs spread as he adds a third finger to his hole, panting heavily. Slick and pre spilling over his fingers.] It....it was. Gods, it got me so hard again.... [His head tils back, hips thrusting.] Already...so close....gonna...

[Bites down on his lip, watching with evident interest]

[He can't seem to tear his eyes away]

...I wanna see.

Finish for me.

[He whines, feeling Hurricane's eyes on him, staring at him so intently, hands working hard and fast.]

[And an order, just that last little shove he needed off the edge, head falling back as he cries out, cumming hard over his hands, cum and slick pulsing out over his fingers. Hands still moving to milk him through his orgasm.]

[His fingers run through Rye's hair, gentle and soothing, nails scratching lightly at the scalp as he watches him work his way through orgasm]

There you go. There's a good boy.

Edited 2022-02-14 16:12 (UTC)

[He shivers at the praise and petting, leaning into his hand as his hands work, slowing down gradually, his breathing evening over.]

Gods, that felt good.

...lemme get you some water. You probly need a break, huh.

[He turns and looks around for a bottle, surely there is some somewhere,]

Just a minute. [He is gonna lean against the bed.]

Bottles at the bottom of the closet.

[Going to fetch one - and, on second thought, another]

[He uncaps the first one - sets the second on the bedside table, then holds the open water bottle to Rye's mouth, gentle]

There you go. Drink up.

[He blushes at the drink being held for him, but he's quick to drink, a hand going to Hurricane's side.]

[Holds it steady for him, so he can get a little at a time without choking]

[He drinks....quite a lot before pulling away. And pulling himself into the bed properly.] Really should suck you off more. It always feels so good.

I mean... goes both ways, for sure.

[Gets an arm around Rye, to give him a little squeeze]

That was amazing, dude.

Edited 2022-02-17 01:46 (UTC)

Hmm, it was.

But now we get to set up the real fun. [He pulls him close to nuzzle his neck.] Ready to feel the vines?

...yeah. Let's give it a go.

Come to the bed. [He shifts back, against the headboard, motioning for him to settle between his legs.]

[He hesiattes a beat -comes closer, crawling over to Rye]

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