selfburn | Open RP Post

"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.

Edited 2023-04-04 16:51 (UTC)

"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.

Why did he feel so warm right now? Heat suffusing his cheeks as he saw the proud length outlined against the only remaining layer. Ah, his body usually felt cooler, but suddenly he was flushed with fire and desire-- much like how the snow queen had finally been melted. Caleb Widogast had melted him and he could only feel wonder that it had been that easy to do so.

Essek pulled the fabric down with great reverence and once Caleb sprang free, he allowed the back of his fingers to shift ever downward, softly like a caress-- then he glanced upward to guage Caleb's reaction, to see if that was a touch that the other wizard would enjoy.

The prick and the glisten gathered at the head of it, his thumb carefully brushed away. He knew his own body but Caleb's was a new and beautiful distraction and it there was no way that the honest desire in Essek's eyes could be taken for anything but that raw pinpoint of fascination.

"How.. do you.. " Essek murmured as he wrapped his fingers then around the base, and then he leaned down to brush their lips together. ".. want to do this? I am not expirienced but I am willing to be the ah, giving or the recieving." And then he laughed at how awkward that sounded, how he sounded.

For the first time he felt self conscious about his virginity.

Caleb nuzzled against his cheek. "I would like to show you how good both can be," he murmured softly. "I don't believe either of us will be fully satisfied by one moment tonight."

He kissed him softly as he reached for Essek's hand. Caleb laced his fingers through Essek's on his cock and began to move them together. "Like this, my love, this, ah, this feels good."

Caleb only got Essek started on how to touch him. He let go of Essek's hand and let him explore and learn on his own. Caleb knew Essek liked to learn things for himself with his own research.

"We can start with you filling me," he breathed out, voice rougher and deeper as Essek touched him and explored. "After a rest I will, uh, I will show you how good it can be."

The tender way that Caleb took the time to guide him, that meant the world to Essek Thelyss, the husky whispered words and the guiding hand as he touched Caleb for the first initial moments, those calloused palms against the back of his own and his own eyes filling with a near unberable heat. Ridges that slide through his hand, the precome that glistened and slowly worked with each movement of hand.

He imagined how it would feel to be inside Caleb, of moving their bodies like so. Of also being pinioned by the other wizard. Oh, how he flushed at the thought of all of those possibilities and it was hard for him to vocalize how much he wanted such a thing.

"I would like that.." and then he leaned in and captured those lips once again so that he can taste those rough and deep breaths that his wizard was taking, wanted to see if that kiss tasted different due to his feelings. This was carnal, but there was also something profound about this as well-- it was connection, the feeling of being hearts aligned with Caleb that seasoned this experience for him. "I want you to teach me everything.." Essek whispered in between those kisses.

Caleb bit firmly on Essek's lower lip. "I will," he promised. "I will show you everything."

They will discover together what Essek liked and din't. It was a privilege to be Essek's first but also deeply arousing. No one else had ever touched Essek like this. No one had ever heard the soft sounds he made or see the wild desire in his eyes. No one had seen his skin flushed like this. Caleb would have all of him for himself.

"We will need oil to ease the way," he said softly as he tasted the sweat on Essek's neck. He shifted slightly to part his legs making it easier for Essek to settle into the cradle of his hips. "I believe I put some in the drawer there when I create this Tower."

For personal use when Caleb was alone and needy, when he gave in to his body's desires instead of ignoring them. But he cannot think well at all with Essek's hand on his cock and mouth against his.

A smile, sweet and gentle-- much like the one that he had given Caleb in the blooming grove once the man had pressed lips to cheek; right before Essek had returned to Eiselcross; that slow awareness that this man meant so much to him. His heart felt full to bursting, and that was part of what aroused him, the intricacy of his feelings and how they could not be disconnected or disengaged from what throbbed between his own legs.

He slipped his fingers from Caleb but only so that he could further draw pants off of Caleb's hips, and then once they were discarded over a chair near the bedside. Then he reached for the handle of the nightstand and pulled the drawer out, seeing the vial of slick which he placed next to Caleb's thigh on the bed.

A glance over at Caleb then before he slowly pushed his own silk pants over his hips to reveal his body, the long slender cock that curved slightly, the way that it glistened from arousal that slipped from head and then the star freckles that spread over his body like a canvas.

A perfect match to Caleb's sun kisses.

And then back Essek walked and then he was settling himself kneeling between Caleb's spread legs. "You know I, ah.. have touched myself often, thinking about you." as he took the oil bottle up to uncork it, already nicely warmed to the touch; the tower was indeed wonderous.

Caleb's mouth went dry for a moment as Essek's cock was revealed and then immediately watered. He would need to get his mouth on it at some point tonight. Perhaps when he wanted to get Essek hard again. He swallowed hard and held the desire in his mind for now.

"Did you?" He had to clear his throat so his voice was not so rough and accent not so heavy. Caleb wanted to be understood. "I tried to resist but I could not stop myself imagining them."

He reached behind himself and grabbed a pillow. It was not the most graceful movement but he did manage to get the pillow under his hips making it easier for Essek to touch him. His cock lay heavy against his stomach, precome pooling on his skin.

"Even now I wonder if I will wake up aching for you after a passionate dream." Caleb saw no reason to deny he had dreamed of Essek and that some of those dreams were deeply sexual in nature. He had nothing left to hide from Essek. His love could have every piece of Caleb that he could give. If he could give part of his very soul to Essek, he would.

There was something distinctly poignant about the moment they were sharing, raw and real. It set the stage for their relationship and how Essek hoped that it would always go, with them communicating like this, the deeper intimacy of it. Essek knelt there between those spread thighs and took in that body, the chest hair that he wanted to run fingers through, also the thigh hair, his expression which was hazed and flushed.. vulnerable.

Caleb Widogast was too beautiful for his own good.

Essek felt a softness come over him as he slowly poured oil on his fingers, recapped the cork on the bottle (was everything about him this methodical?) The only thing that betrayed his composure was how he bit at his lower lip, and perhaps his fingers as he spread those thighs: and then he was seeking out that ringed flesh, rolling a circle around it. How pliant it was, making sure that it relaxed just for him-- before finally the first finger edged inside.

His non-occupied hand encircled Caleb's prick once again, giving it a very light stroke with a palm that was oiled from previous preparations.

"Tell me what you thought about, Chathiu?" And Essek's voice was so soft and husky with desire.

Essek's finger was delicate and soft compared to his own. Caleb clenched for a moment before he let out a soft breath and relaxed back into the bed. One truth he trusted was that Essek would never hurt him. It had simply been a long time since he's let anyone else touch him like this.

"I thought about your hands a great deal," he said voice trembling slightly with how much he felt. It wasn't simply Essek working him open but the sight of Essek's hand on his cock and between his legs. He can just see Essek's cock and it still made his mouth water with desire. "The part of you I had seen the most."

And knew rather intimately even more now. Caleb had touched those hands many times and knew the feel of them. It was easy to imagine them on his body. "I imagine how you would touch me. How, ah, methodical you would be. How you would learn every inch of me."

Which Caleb had not felt worthy of at the time but he did now. He knew now how much Essek wanted him, scars and darkness and all.

It was true that Essek took care of his hands, made sure that they were always soft like silk; but they also ran a little bit cooler conversely; the perfect temperature to be warmed with in Caleb's own holding. He was using the pad of his finger to lightly brush against walls, and all the while his other hand was stroking soft and gentle back and forth against the ridged lines of Caleb's trembling and hungry cock.

"I desire to be an expert in you, Caleb-- I want to know everything that makes you sigh and come apart; I want to watch you while I make you come." he felt a blush suffuse his cheeks to even vocalize it, but he wanted desperately for Caleb to know how much he wanted him.

A second finger was added to the first, and they both divided to conquer-- to spread and slicken. "You will laugh at what I thought about.." Essek murmured with a flush to his cheeks as he continued his ministrations. "I thought about you wearing your book holsters.. and nothing else." and then came the bite to his lower lip that tried to still the rising tide of the flush.

Yes, that was perhaps something that Caleb could likely indulge Essek in, even though Essek was a bit ashamed at how silly it sounded.

Caleb didn't laugh but he did smile indulgently. It was a bit silly. He never thought those holsters were anything but practical to keep his spell books close. Apparently, they had drawn Essek's eyes more than once. Enough that he thought of something sexual.

"That can easily be done," he said, dragging his tongue across his lower lip. "You can, ah, ha, even pull on them to get me exactly where you want me."

They were sturdy enough for that and Caleb could be very good at following orders for the right person. Essek was the right everything for him. If there was a fantasy or desire Caleb could give him, he would without question.

There would be time while they explored together. And time after that as Caleb intended to be with Essek for as long as the drow wanted him. If forever was possible he would make it so.

One final finger into that tight clench, Essek's fingers were adept and just as Caleb had though they would be-- methodical. He is thinking about all of the possibilities because Caleb Widogast had opened his mind to them, he released Caleb's arousal so that he could lean forward to press his lips softly to those parted breathless lips, between those spread legs, and then when he pulled away-- it was to whisper gently.

"Would you ah, take some of the slick and ah, would you glide it over me?" the vial had been left by Caleb's hands and it was within perfect distance for the other man to take up. But also he wanted Caleb's fingers on him, for a few moments-- before he buried himself inside his transmutation wizard.

Caleb pressed his mouth gently to Essek's after his request. When he drew back his eyes were bright and full of promise. "I would be honored to do so."

He picked up the vial and poured a bit into his palm. He kept his eyes on Essek as he reached down and wrapped his hand around his cock. It felt hot and delicate in the slick glide of his fist. Caleb worked him slowly, more teasingly because his goal was to make him slick not build him to orgasm.

"Whenever you're ready, my love." He nipped at Essek's lower lip. "I can take you." Caleb was ready. His body practically burned with want. His cock twitched occasionally against his stomach and had left smeared trails of pre in his body hair. They would both be quite the mess when done and Caleb did not care at all.

He wanted Essek to fill him. Fuck him. Make love to him. Caleb ached with it.

Essek's mouth went dry when he felt those lips against his own, perhaps a little bit nervous as well-- but this was their first time, this was his first time; and he had to remember to savor it. Very carefully, Essek took himself in hand and back from those slickened fingers, and then he very carefully shifted to just over Caleb, propping himself on a forearm while he guided himself to that tight hot hole, and then very carefully he pushed himself in-- slowly and patiently.

He'd prepared Caleb well enough that there was give to it; it wasn't a blockade, but he could also tell where Caleb probably was not as used to this as he was. For that he was careful. His head swallowed and then let out a swallow as well while he continued to steady himself.

"If you need me to.. pause.. please tell me." he murmured and that was interspersed with the barest hint of a panting breath, because of the tightness that was engulfing him. "How do.. people last?" he inquired as he paused midway, now as deep inside that he did not need his other hand and so he reached for Caleb's hand to twine their fingers together

Edited 2023-04-18 22:16 (UTC)

"Shhs, shhhs." Caleb ran his tremblings hand along Essek's arms, shoulders, and back. "Go slow. Breathe."

It had been awhile for Caleb. He did not touch himself like this often. His body aches and burns a little, the bite of pain not a deterrent for him. He breathed through that first initial twinge until it bloomed into the sweet hot rush of pleasure.

"We do not need to rush, my love." He squeezed Essek's hand tight. It might be over fast this time. Caleb didn't mind that at all. He was Essek's first. He got to see his face and feel his body trembling. No one else had ever been gifted these things. They were Caleb's alone and they would be forever burned into his memory.

"Move when you're ready." They could stay like this, actually, and Caleb would be happy. It felt good to be joined, almost like they were one. One body. One soul. Caleb leaned up enough to kiss him softly.

Caleb Widogast was a wonder, and Essek's eyes softened as he looked down into those blue eyes, his own hazed softly but still with it-- still in this moment, those encouraging words in a husky zemnian accent; and his heart squeezed with love for the wizard underneath him-- for the gentle encouragement.

That was all he needed to push in all the way until he was to the root, and he re-shifted himself so that he could lean more firmly onto Caleb-- he could feel the magical pound of beating heart against his chest-- sweet and affirming; he remembered the panic he'd felt when he saw Caleb fall to Lucian-- but this heart beating filled him with a dizzying joy.

He pulled back for a moment and then he attempted the most shallow of thrusts, the sound of their skin sliding together. "Like this?" He inquired sweetly, his lips grazing against Caleb's jawline as he rolled his hips in a soft even tempo.

"Good. You're doing good, love." Caleb shifted his hips and adjusted to meet Essek's gentle rhythm. There's an ache in him for something more, something stronger but he doesn't expect Essek would last at that pace.

There will be time. Caleb knows there will be time for the rougher side of pleasure in time. There will be nights when they fall into hunger and need and leave their marks on each other. For tonight Caleb luxuriates in the sweetness and the love, Gods, so much love singing between them. That was a pleasure all its own.

"Do what feels good," he said as he nuzzled along the edge of Essek's jaw. "It is your first time. Just... just let it take you."

Caleb had given in to pleasure and the rush of his first time, fumbling and desperate as it was. But good. It was good. This was good too. This pleasure was deeper, surer because Essek loved him.

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activate Caleb's praise kink ENGAGE

Yes, please just be nice to him.

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For one time only-- virgin Essek.

Coming soon... kinky Essek

Caleb is awakening a demi-disaster here

He's always been a disaster, lol That's constant.