selfburn | Open RP Post

He took Essek's hand immediately and without hesitation. If it wasn't clear he would follow this man to the very ends of the world if he asked and held out his hand. But once he was on his feet he led the way to the couch.

Caleb sat first and let Essek decide if he wanted to sit in his lap or next to him against his side. "You are welcome to try. I've been told I'm terrible at relaxing and having a good time."

Beau told him that many times on their journey. Jester too. Most of his friends were concerned by how he struggled to relax. He felt relaxed now, especially with Essek so close and so willing to touch. He's always glad for that.

"I cannot promise I won't distract you," he said, leaning in to nuzzle at him again. "You have opened the door and I don't know if it can be closed."

"My ridiculous wizard man." Essek chuckled softly as he once again took the best seat in the house, which was on Caleb's lap. His weight was well modulated and evenly distributed, and as Caleb sat there underneath him, he shifted to adjust and then brought his fingers to Caleb's shoulders.

Those tense shoulders, he'd noticed where Caleb kept his tension; evidenced in the times that he'd seem him slouch. Well, not tonight-- and so as he sat there, his fingers started to subtly vibrate with energy, and then he slowly started to rub and knead his fingers right into skin, starting near the ball of Caleb's shoulders and then working his way inward.

"I am not used to such closeness, Caleb Widogast-- and it is because of my upbringing; when I grew up in Den Thelyss, it was a 'it takes a village' to raise all the children, even though myself and my brother were the sons of the Umavi; well when I was born, I was a new soul, and thus I was never given the priority that my brother Verin was or other old souls born into the Den, it made me a bit cold I suppose." he hummed as he worked out a particularly tense muscle in that shoulder. "You and the Nein though showed me that I did not have to be an island of myself."

"Yes, yours." There was no point in denying it. Caleb had given himself heart and soul to Essek before now. He let his head fall back against the couch to watch Essek above him. He was such a gorgeous sight. He could get used to this. Wanted to get used to this and have it be familiar. He wanted it to be his life.

Their life.

"I would be honored to help you find you warmth," he said as he stroked his fingers along Essek's leg. "And to know what it is to be treasured and adored. Loved. Because you are. Not just by me though the Nein love you in a different way."

He imagined none of them wanted to kiss Essek or bed him the way Caleb did. They all had their own lovers. Caduceus excluded. This was all his.

Essek looked down at Caleb, at the sincere look in his eyes-- those beautiful cerulean that wore emotions and feelings upon their sleeves, and his eyes softened as he leaned in and then slowly and lightly nibbled at that lower lip, his fingers still stroking against shoulders however he allowed himself to succumb to the feel of Caleb's mouth underneath him.

The warmth that suffused his wizard, the invitation to be each other's home. He could feel himself hum but for a far different way and he used that same gravity to press Caleb back, however this time? The gravity would serve a far different purpose. That gravity was in the pressure of his mouth, the subtle crisp coolness of his tongue like drinking from a spring water, a quenching of thirst,

That gravity evidenced in such a way that it was clear that Essek was not going anywhere for the time being, that he would perch in that lap, resolved to bring his wizard pleasure.

Caleb made a pleased sound against Essek's mouth. He had picked up kissing easily enough. That brilliant mind of his clearly applied to more than just magic. The things they could teach each other... the things they could explore... the possibilities were limitless.

He took a firm hold of Essek's hips and pulled him closer as he surged up and deepened the kiss. While Essek's kisses were cool and meant to refresh, Caleb was hunger and heat. The want that he had previously denied himself unfurled in each press of his lips and the slide of his tongue against Essek's.

He bit at his lower lip then soothed the bite with the tip of his tongue. Oh, the taste of him filled Caleb's senses and made it dizzying. So much for talking and getting to know each other.

Their individual realms of learned expertise were gravity and fire; oh they were forces to be reckoned with; two men who were often times very circumspect and deliberate in their actions, but underneath the surface they were forces of nature; unavoidable. Together, they created shooting stars, or new galaxies. Essek should've known that it would come to this between them.

But he was not displeased by it, in fact he melted against Caleb as their lips collided- There was nothing about Essek that was hesitant. If Caleb wanted to consume him, then he would respond in kind- he would not temper himself, nor deny himself that he wanted those taste of lips.

Against Caleb's mouth, like he was biting fruit, he cupped that jaw and explored eagerly but patiently, the warmth drawing him like a moth to the flame and there was rather enthusiastic consent in this for Caleb. They had time and they had this right now, and if they wanted to collide, it had only ever been a build up to this moment.

This inevitability.

It felt like he had been waiting for this since he saw Essek again. He let himself get pulled into Essek's gravity. He let himself fall fully for the man in his lap.

Caleb wrapped his arms tight around him and pushed him back against the couch letting his weight push Essek down against the plush cushions. His hair fell around them blocking the rest of the world from view.

Everything was Essek's lips against his and hands gently roaming over his body. "I will get to know you, I swear," Caleb murmured as he trailed his mouth along Essek's jaw. "I want to hear every detail but it's hard to concentrait when I want this..."

Caleb made his point by biting at a soft spot between Essek's jaw and neck. "As badly as I wish to know you."

A soft and low moan; he could've adjusted his gravity to make this switch impossible though for as much as Essek enjoyed control-- he wanted this just as much, and so as Caleb's weight alighted down upon him he reached for Caleb's hand so that he could twine their fingers together in contact that was poignant and emotional. He wanted the physical side, but only if it was emotional like this-- in fact he had little care for actions like this that did not possess meaning behind them.

"I want you too, Chathiu.. I have never wanted anything like this until you." His skin nipped, he parted his legs so that Caleb could settle between them comfortably, he was stroking against shoulders-- against chest as he hummed a litany of his own desire for the wizard. Using soft circling touches against clothed flesh to keep Caleb in this moment with him.

"Please Caleb.." he murmured as his hands moved into those locks of flame and then he pulls backward-- to dislodge mouth from his neck but only so that his own lips can find a space just over collar and then he nips down gently with teeth, grabs and starts worrying it lovingly with skin caught.

Not enough to hurt, but just enough to leave a mark that may heal up before the next meeting of the Nein, unless more were requested in which case Essek would gladly provide if a reminder was needed.

Essek could leave all the marks he wanted. Caleb only moaned softly as his teeth worked against his skin. Let the Nein see them as well. He had no care in the world except to give Essek what he wanted.

"We should perhaps go to my room," he panted, his eyes closed tightly for a second. He opened them and looked down at Essek. "As romantic as the firelight is we should have a bed and... and comfort for this."

The couch was nice. Caleb had made all the furniture in the Tower comfortable but they were tightly fit and half sliding off even as they touched and kissed.

"If you want to continue this further, I mean." He ducked his head again and kissed the corner of Essek's mouth. "We can stay here if this is as far as you wish to go tonight."

Oh, how Essek loved Caleb. Loved him with every fibre of his being, the gentle way he responded to affection, allowing him to muddle his way through this. Despite Essek's poise, he did not want to-- disappoint Caleb with his glaring lack of experience. He could be an adept student.

Essek did not even touch himself regularly the way that others did; if he had to take himself in hand he did but those thoughts had never strayed much further beyond kissing Caleb Widogast, such things that perhaps were innocuous and innocent, a hand kiss-- that cheek kiss in grove.

"I would like to go further, Caleb-- perhaps in matters like these, you may be the teacher and I the student?" he pressed a kiss back against that lower lip and then leaned up to rest their foreheads together. "I trust you, and also-- this feels natural because I have such deep feelings for you; if I did not-- this would not be a possibility in the slightest."

It was hard to believe he, Caleb Widogast, was so important to Essek Thelyss. Brilliant, beautiful, and trying to be better Essek wanted him to teach him about physical intimacy and loving someone like this. It was a gift and made Caleb feel incredibly tender.

And a little unworthy.

"I will do my best to be as good a teacher as you were to me." He trailed his fingers against Essek's cheek and kissed him again before he drew back from the cradle of his legs. He felt a chill creep in without Essek pressed against him and offered him a hand.

"Would you care to join me in my room for a private lesson, Essek?" he asked in his more formal tone of voice but there was a playful, warm look in his eyes and a hint of a smile teasing the corners of his mouth.

"I would be happy to, my handsome Professor."

A sparkle came to those indigo eyes, flecked with the warm amber glow of backlight that sometimes had those eyes looking particularly cat-like, especially in dark light, a call-back to his people's time in the vast Underdark. He placed his hand in Caleb's; palm to palm and he could feel the callouses of them; the fire magic that hummed under the surface and wrote Caleb's life in actions.

As if Caleb Widogast was his King and he, his consort-- Essek would go willingly with the wizard to chambers, however modest they may be. The setting did not matter, the company did. And tomorrow Essek would surprise Caleb with some lessons involving more magic, peppered in between the digging in of the artifacts gleaned from Aeor. He did not mention this however, would surprise his Chathiu with it later. ]

He laughed warmly and tugged Essek back into his arm. The kiss this time was light and warm and fun. The happiness he felt soaks into the kiss. This was the sort of happiness he had forgotten and only brought back into his with the Nein. With Essek.

Caleb led him to the elevator and floated up to the top floor never letting his hand go. He hadn't changed any of the Nein's room just in case they traveled together again. His room remained the same as well. He led Essek into the room, a fire already burning brightly in the hearth.

"If there are any changes you'd like me to make so that we will both be comfortable in this space I will happily make them." He held Essek in his arms in front of the fire place nuzzling at his cheek. "Whatever you want so that this room will be ours instead of just mine."

He wanted to carve out a space for both of them in his magical tower. Since they would be sharing the space together for the foreseeable future.

"Auf!"

Essek could not help but murmur as they ascended upwards into higher levels where the chambers were located, his arm wrapped firmly around Caleb's waist as he felt a soft chuckle bubble forth. One of his favorite things to do; perhaps one of the more human things that he could've done; even despite Caleb telling him he didn't have to 'say' it and yet Essek did just that. The top of his head fitting neatly into the crook of Caleb's neck while they rose up and with him secure there.

Now, Essek knew that Caleb's room was his sanctuary however he did notice that Essek did not put nearly much care into his room as the rest of the Tower. However there was something that perhaps he could remedy, and so with a secret smile he pressed a forefinger to Caleb's lips and then said with a smile. "I told you I had something to give you and this is the perfect time to give it to you." and then he summoned the wristpocket spell that kept essential items; a swirl of purple energy that swept into an arching curve. He pulled out two objects and then dismissed the pocket dimension.

There in his hand was two little stones carved in the likeness of cats, one set with a little amethyst and the other with amber, he handed the one with amethyst to Caleb then. "Sending stones.. I had these made specially for the two of us. They function underneath a cantrip due to the conduction of the stones coupled with the charge of a Tethered Essence spell, so it can be used without limit."

And they were decorative enough that when not in use, they could perch on Caleb's desk like a reminder of the one who may be far away but who loved him ridiculously.

"Oh!" Caleb let go of Essek to take the cat statuette into his hands. He held it up and could not stop the smile that spread over his face. It was an adorable variation on sending stones, clearly designed with care and a personal touch. "Essek..."

He stroked his fingers tenderly over the cheeks of the stone cat like one would pet a real cat. "I will treasure this. Always." He paused to laugh at himself. "And I would love to hear how you combined a cantrip with Tethered Essence. One would think the more powerful spell would overwhelm the other and make the whole enchantment unstable."

His mind was already working through how he might manage the same thing as he brought the little cat stone over to the desk in the room and set it right at the stop in the center. His first urge was to put it by his bedside but that was foolish when the man himself was in the room. He didn't need a reminder of Essek watching over him when the man was right there.

Caleb walked back towards Essek also thinking about what sort of gift he would give Essek in return. Perhaps a pair of journals where the writing in one would show up in the other so they could theorize all the time together? He was thinking of that when he took Essek's face in his hands and kissed him slowly.

"I love you," he murmured, a giddy rush going through him with the words.

Essek had been about ready to launch into the 'how's' of what he'd done. Prepared to even, especially when he'd seen Caleb's impressed eye when he saw it. Self-indulgent spellwork on his part, and he'd done quite a bit with it-- had some time with which to concentrate on these things while he had gotten himself settled in Emon where he had resolved make his new 'home' when he was not with Caleb. Though to be honest, he was also willing to allow Caleb to see his spellbook; a wizard's most treasured grimoire that held all of their personalized secrets.

However, the enjoyment that Caleb evidenced in regards to the sending cats, well they had him flushing a little bit darker within the cheeks, and then he tilted his head to the side when Caleb's hand cupped his cheek and he was kissed.

The dunamancer lost all apparent grasp of logic and reason as he felt his lips softly pulled in gravity toward Caleb's own; that mouth like strange fire and how slow it rippled through him, like honey. It was a sensual kiss and he felt drugged for it, his voice coming out breathlessly as he placed his hands gently against Caleb's hips just above where tunic was belted.

"I love you too, Caleb Widogast-- very dearly."

"I never imagined I would love again." Caleb took Essek by both hands and led him to the edge of the bed. He sat and coaxed the drow into his lap. It was quickly becoming his favorite way to sit with Essek. It allowed Caleb plenty of freedom to move and plenty of Essek to kiss.

"The Nein," he murmured as he trailed kisses along Essek's neck. "They cracked me open but you, Essek, you tore everything down. You left me no choice but to love you."

In a way vastly different from the love Caleb felt for the Nein. Because he did love them. He loved Veth. He loved Beau. But what he felt for Essek was consuming. It pulled him in and now he could not escape. He did not want to. Not anymore.

"May I undress you?" he asked, skating his hands under the edge of Essek's collar, rough fingers catching slightly on the smooth fabric.

There had been care that Essek had taken with dressing this day but it was very simple. Far simpler than previous garments that the Nein had seen him wear, the tunic was a thing that laced up and then could be pulled over his head, trousers that could be slipped over hips and he had already removed his boots and mantle upon entering the tower. He settled there, the appropriate weight-- not having lightened himself for the wizard however he had neither adjusted his gravity to be heavier as he had done in the Grove to ease Caleb's anxiety.

It was not that he had been planning for such an eventuality but he very well had felt the tug between them, the gravity-- first in Aeor, and then in the Grove and it had led them to this moment. Before then even; even though Caleb perhaps thought it had been fast; Essek could only remember moments within the past year that had led him to wanting this, to yearning for this brilliant wizard man.

A palm that stroked lightly against the beard offered to him, a kiss dropped down to the soft full lips encircled by facial hair, nibbling softly. "Yes, you may undress me and prepare me for bed, Chathiu." even in Aeor he had been hesitant to show flesh but he trusted Caleb enough to give him this intimacy.

Caleb laughed softly as he tugged at the laces, slow and steady pressure so the ties came undone and loosened. "Don't expect to meditate just yet," he said warmly, playfully, as he deliberately brushed his fingers between the laces as he worked them looser and looser.

"I do have preparations in mind but they don't deal with sleep." When the laces were loose enough for Caleb's liking he slid his hands under the edges of the tunic and eased it up and over Essek's head.

His eyes roamed over all the skin freshly revealed to him as the tunic fluttered to the floor. It was obvious why Caleb called him starlight. Essek was the sky at dusk. He ran his hand over his chest marveling at the smoothness and soft warmth under his palm. His hands felt big and clumsy, too rough to touch someone like Essek.

The privilege. The gift. It struck Caleb all over again just how dear he must be to Essek to be allowed this. For Essek to want him like this. It was dizzying.

Perhaps he should be more respectful for this but he didn't stop himself from leaning in to latch his mouth on Essek's neck. He bit with his teeth and sucked at the skin caught up in a wildly possessive moment. Caleb spread his hands across Essek's back as he marked him doing his best to wholly encompass the man.

"I forsee there will be a problem, as when I approach trance-- I start to hum, but I feel like you shall have me humming in a far different way, Caleb Widogast." Essek responded warmly as he shifted to assist Caleb with the casting off of tunic; and then his skin was revealed.. freckled like a galaxy of stars, a skyline that Caleb was the only one he had allowed to see this. In Aeor when he'd disrobed briefly, there had been a flash of such starlit skin, but most people had not paid attention because of the seriousness of the situation.

But right now, it was for Caleb-- and Caleb alone.

A soft little gasp of surprise, not unwelcome, dropped from Essek's lips as he allowed his head to arch back, at the soft bite of those lips-- but coupled was the scratch of facial hair, also something completely tactile; warm wet tongue and his own breath catching where Caleb could hear how much it was affecting him. His arms draped around Caleb's shoulders and he used his hands to divest Caleb of his hair tie, finally his fingers slid into red locks and he filled hands with the abundance.

A mark of possession as a mirror function. And underneath it all, Essek was assuredly stirring in a very tangible way, not just physically-- but mentally and emotionally as well. Caleb Widogast would get the triune of desire, he deserved it. "I want you, I want this-- my love."

Edited 2023-04-03 21:38 (UTC)

"Yes, yours," Caleb said, resting his forehead against Essek's shoulder as he brought himself under control again. This should not be rushed and frantic. Essek deserved worship and respect. Care. Caleb should take care of him.

His touch turned gentler again as he explored Essek's body. He knew, in general, where to touch to bring pleasure but he paid very close attention to how Essek responded to his touch. Caleb stroked his fingers along the sensitive places along his collar bones and the inside of his arms.

He pressed his thumb boldly against his nipple and rolled it between his fingers. His blue eyes were sharp and focused as he watched him. Every twitch. Every breathless sound. How his mouth fell open. Caleb cataloged it all to remember and use to drive Essek to madness. The good kind.

His own clothes and growing erection were irrelevant. Caleb was trained to ignore his own body. His needs were secondary to giving Essek everything.

Essek had never felt so utterly worshipped in his life.

The trail of lips against each secret juncture of him, the warm hands that palmed his flesh and rolled flushed darkening beads between those calloused tips especially had him crying out into a bouquet of shivers, where his fingers clutched against those shoulders to steady himself; he felt like a darkened hot mess on that lap and it was only understandable when he bit at Caleb's shoulder and he rolled those hips ever downward in some sort of nameless need.

He tried not to bite too hard but he may have tasted the very barest of copper where his teeth had lightly cut; and he let out a very panted, "I am sorry-- I lost myself." his voice breathless as he could feel Caleb's arms around him, warm and comforting. "You.." his fingers were already trying to pull at fabric of Caleb's shirt, to tug it off while his breathing caught in his throat along with every capacity for rational thought. In this moment, Caleb was the fire and he wanted to be consumed within that heat.

"Let me.. touch you too, Caleb Widogast?" his fingers found it's obsession then in the way that hair sprinkled over that chest, and a mrrh of delight as he passed over it, still teasing Caleb though with the movement of his hips as they undulated against the other wizard. "You are breathtaking you know, the most beautiful man I have ever beheld."

To Essek? That was truth, for he had never wanted to behold anyone else in this light-- the force of his love made Caleb's beauty absolute, an unerring constant.

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"You didn't hurt me," Caleb was quick to reassure him, holding Essek's face in his hands. He kissed him. The bite was a dizzying rush of want. He had made a broken sound not from pain but pleasure. "I liked it."

He made his point by rocking his hips up so Essek could feel his growing erection. He liked everything Essek did. Every word from his mouth was fuel for the fire he tried hard to control. There would be another time when he could be unrestrained and show Essek how much he truly wanted him.

This time, they're first time, he wanted to take more care so he kept himself in control.

"Of course." Caleb leaned back only enough to pull his tunic over his head and bare himself to Essek. "Anything you want. Anything."

Essek simply had to ask and Caleb would give all of himself, all that he could spare and more. He would even stop if Essek demanded it. He wrapped his arms around Essek pulled him in flush against his chest and kissed him deeply.

With fingers that possessed the very threads of gravity, Essek lightly pushed Caleb back on the bed though he followed afterwards so that he would be perched on top, straddling his wizard as their lips rewrote the laws of attraction and made them their own. A soft sigh against those lips that filled him with a firestorm, a lock of his own hair nudging against Caleb's cheek, lightly playing with freckles as he soaked up the warmth of his lover.

Then he rose back up and placed his hands over Caleb's and slid them down to his hips. He shifted his hands back then and downward, following the light sprinkling of chest hair, down to the trail that disappeared within pants, and then he found the belted lacings and he very methodically started to undo them, occasionally his palm slipped to lightly grind into the outline that he could feel pressing against fabric.

Sharp incisor caught at his lower lip in part concentration and part distraction, fascinated by this wizard man spread out underneath him. "You are a gift and I am very much enjoying the unwrapping of you." another slow and deep kneading massage before he tugged the laces fully open and with two hands, he started to part the cloth.

Edited 2023-04-05 16:38 (UTC)

To be at the center of Essek's universe was a powerful feeling. Caleb had no illusions about himself. He was not handsome like Fjord. He wasn't beautiful like Mollymauk had been. He was plain, simple, but under Essek's gaze, under his hands and kisses Caleb felt handsome. He felt alive and beautiful because Essek saw him as such.

"I have no intention of stopping you," he said dragging his tongue along his lower hip. He rested a hand on Essek's thigh but the other kept touching his side, his arm, any inch of skin he could reach.

His cock filled and pressed more insistently against his laces. And Essek's hand. He groaned softly each time Essek pressed down. The laces came undone and Caleb lifted his hips slightly to make it easier for Essek to tug his breeches out of the way. His smallclothes were still in the way but they did nothing to hide his erection, undeniable proof of how much he wanted the man on top of him.

Hopefully Essek was satisfied by what he found.

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activate Caleb's praise kink ENGAGE

Yes, please just be nice to him.

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