✧ claws and fangs

[quicksilverwings]

[Ciar has been living on the edge of town for a while. Nobody, at least, messes with the dragon. He pays no attention to whatever the rumors might say about him. He just wants to mind his own business.

It's a nice, quiet little existence, if a little bit of a lonely one. At the moment, he's curled up with a blanket and a good book, listening to the rain outside. Though a bit of noise that is very much not the rain catches his attention, making him look up.]

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[takesitall]

[A proper kiss is given. When they part, Vasha starts to move to kneel in front of Ciar.]

Like in a bath after this~?

[quicksilverwings]

Yes, definitely~

[He grabs one of the throw pillows, offering it to Vasha. It'll be better on his knees than just the floor.]

[takesitall]

[Appreciated. He takes it and gets comfortable.]

Mind if I take my pants off? It'll be more comfortable for me.

[quicksilverwings]

I don't mind, no.

[And like he's going to say no to anything Vasha asks of him like this.]

[takesitall]

[He sits back to get his pants off, and it isn't long before he's back on his knees for Ciar. He reaches for his partner's pants.]

Your turn~

[quicksilverwings]

[Give him a minute, he's shamelessly admiring the view. He'll undo his belt so Vasha can deal with his pants, lifting his hips just enough in anticipation of the pants and his underwear being pulled down.]

[takesitall]

[And it's Vasha's turn to admire the view once Ciar's pants are down.]

I think this is your best angle, Ciar~

[quicksilverwings]

Yeah?

[As he reaches out to comb his fingers through Vasha's hair.]

I'd say this is definitely one of your best~

[takesitall]

[Vasha leans into that touch as he reaches for Ciar's dick.]

Is my best under you?

[quicksilverwings]

[Ciar lets out a pleased hum at the contact.]

That's another, yes. [He grins a little.] Another's when I have to look up at you because you're riding me.

[takesitall]

Ooh, we haven't done that in a while~

[He starts working Ciar up a little.]

Maybe next time?

[quicksilverwings]

[A soft groan.]

Yes please. I did get new ropes in that teal you look so pretty in...

[takesitall]

Mhm~ And I got that corset in the same color~

[quicksilverwings]

[He grins as he takes a moment to imagine that.]

So pretty... You like dressing up all pretty for me, puppy?

[takesitall]

Mhm~ And you like me dressing up for you~

[No collars, though. It upsets him too much.]

Ready?

[quicksilverwings]

I do. I should buy more things for you, you'd look beautiful and really hot in lace...

[Frankly, the thought of a collar never even crossed Ciar's mind-- not when, in his opinion, having Vasha all marked up was significantly hotter.

He leans forward briefly to press a kiss to Vasha's forehead before sitting back.]

Yes, I'm ready, darling.

[takesitall]

[He smiles, tail wagging as he leans in to take Ciar in his mouth. He moans a little.]

[quicksilverwings]

[Which earns a shudder and a soft moan of his own. He combs his fingers through Vasha's hair.]

That's a good puppy...

[takesitall]

[His tail wags even harder as he takes more of Ciar in. Praise him more.]

[quicksilverwings]

You look so good with my cock in your mouth, darling.

[As he pets Vasha's hair a bit.]

So good.

[takesitall]

[Another hum. He loves this.

It doesn't take long for him to take as much of Ciar in as he can; he stays there, waiting.]

[quicksilverwings]

Mm, your mouth feels incredible, Vasha.

[More pets!

After a while of just enjoying the feeling, he pets Vasha's hair some more.]

Alright, go ahead, darling.

[takesitall]

[He hums before he starts to work Ciar's cock. He's slow and teasing, humming a little as he works. He won't speed up until Ciar asks, because he can be a tease like that and he enjoys hearing Ciar ask.]

[quicksilverwings]

Ohh... So good, Vasha.

[He lets Vasha go slowly for a while, even if it's teasing, just because this slow pace is nice. Both hands find their way to Vasha's hair, to start gently combing through it.

Eventually, though--]

Go faster for me, darling? Please?

[takesitall]

[He hums and does just that, leaning into Ciar's hands a little. He can tug, Vasha does not mind at all.]