selfburn | Open RP Post

"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.

Essek could feel how he could become addicted to the feel of Caleb in his arms, the hum of love singing between then, hiw he felt choked and beautiful as he slid home deep inside his Caleb, his wizard again and again. But he was also paying attention to each movement that made Caleb's voice hitch as he rode into him again and again.

He was attempting to last, last enough to feel Caleb come undone. He felt dizzy but likewise the dunamancer did not feel as if Caleb was at that same dizziness and so he would attempt to remedy that as he backed up and then he placed a bit more weight into it, his fingers reaching between then to wrap around Caleb's shaft, to give it a long and slow thrust.

"This all feels wonderful, Caleb Widogast-- and I want to reach completion with you.." he would not be happy unless that was something that they could both reach together-- he did not understand how important it was until faced with this moment-- he pressed a soft kiss to that mouth in between thrusts.

Anything else would feel empty for their first time. Thankfully he did not fumble and the play of his dexterity was such that he managed not to be physically awkward even though he was still a bit shy.

"Then... then like this..." Caleb laid his hand over Essek's to show him how best to touch him. His grip needed to be a little tighter and he loved Essek's thumb teasing under the head of his cock.

He shifted his hips, adjusted until Essek's cock had the right angle to brush over his prostrate with each thrust. "A little harder, love. Just a little harder."

Because he could not deny Essek a single thing. If Essek wanted them to come together then Caleb would work with him to achieve that goal. They worked well together and now their bodies moved together working towards the same need, the same rush of pleasure.

Caleb tangled his fingers in Essek's short hair, moving his body against his lover's trying to reach that peak with him. "So close. Love. Please. Almost..."

He bit his lower lip and muffled his groan trying to reach that peak with his lover.

Essek enjoyed learning that body, his fingers-- far cooler than Caleb's as he stroked firmly and gaining more assurance with each touch, making sure to rub the underside of cock where he could feel the pulse throb and center. It was gravity, and he used gravity to press downward until it hit that spot, put such pressure on it.

And he was rewarded with the slide of Caleb's own body up against him, those arching hips that met him halfway in keeping; Caleb's fingers in his locks of hair-- a disarray of curls. His own eyes blown wide with starlight while he nibbled with sharpened teeth against skin, soft murmurs of encouragement as his fevered body dipped into Caleb's welcome heat.

A soft moan, a litany of sighs while he rode Caleb like a boat cast upon waves, the subtle slap of skin to skin and his body arching. "Chathiu.." with each quickening movement, his grip firmed and he grew more certain with his touch, but also Caleb's own pants drew him on, helped him to temper himself, and his discipline worked in his favor.

"Let yourself go, for me.. love.. I will be behind you.. yes..?" His voice nearly breathless.

Letting go was easy when he had Essek to anchor him. Caleb let the sensations and pleasure drown out the thoughts in his head. There was the rush of his pulse and the ache in his cock. His body tightening, muscles clenching as he sought release from this beautiful, pleasurable, torture.

"Essek!" Caleb cried out as his back bowed off the bed. His cock pulsed in Essek's hand spilling across his stomach and chest in hot streaks. His thoughts were blissfully quiet. Everything scattered to the winds and the darkness as he came. Pleasure washed away everything but the beautiful intensity of release.

Caleb was boneless afterwards, breathing hard. He was sensitive now walking that very fine line between pain and pleasure. But he didn't tell Essek to stop. He kept himself relaxed and open for Essek to finish inside him.

And he made sure of it by wrapping his legs tight around his hips so Essek could not pull out. He wanted to be filled with his cock and come. He wanted to be left sweaty and sticky and deliciously gross.

All it took was Essek looking down at the way that Caleb's orgasm blossomed across his face, the play of climax that illuminated his wizard's visage like the sun-- and he basked in it. It forced breath from Essek's lips, even as he felt the spray of come against his stomach, saw how it coated Caleb's chest, smearing in body hair-- and how that image turned him into a dirty hot mess.

The peek of what he could be-- they could be, enticed him enough that he felt his aching plum sacs clench, in tandem with walls around him that squeezed him mercilessly- and then Essek Thelyss-- normally so calm and composed-- he shattered into millions of fragments and yet firmly kept in place by Caleb's thighs, those arms.

He spilled deep and he spilled hard, open mouth before he bit against shoulder, a harmony of moans and pants as the slide became slick where walls dripped with his own release. There was no resistance now that he had filled Caleb and likely there was some displacement going on, certainly Caleb would feel wet seed as it could not keep itself inside with the movement.

And Essek a limp mess as he fell to resting against Caleb, would join Caleb fully in what they had done. Essek was normally fastidious but within safety of this moment, he did not care-- he welcomed the mark against his abdomen.

Edited 2023-04-21 02:13 (UTC)

They bask in the afterglow together. Caleb lazily trailed his fingers up and down Essek's back slowly. He loved the sweat and the warmth of Essek's skin. He loved the puffs of breath against his neck and Essek's racing heartbeat as fast and thunderous as his.

This was how he wanted to pass the rest of the night curled up together. Messy or clean. He expected Essek would want to get clean eventually.

Minutes passed in comfortable silence before Caleb cleared his throat to speak. "So... would you like to do that again?"

Caleb trailed his fingers slowly down to the clef between Essek's cheeks and teased his hole. It was much too soon for him to recover. His cock still gave an interested twitch because he very much wanted to make Essek fall apart on his cock.

Essek enjoyed the feeling of Caleb's heartbeat against his ear, and he was light enough that it probably was not too much of a weight burden for himself to rest atop Caleb; it also felt nice to twine their feet together. They were sticky and messy and Essek was normally fastidious but there was a great deal of not wanting to move-- though of a bath was suggested, he'd likely be all over it.

He stirred though as he felt Caleb's fingertips trail down his back, against that dip before it met rear and then between where he could feel Caleb's gentle explorations. There was very subtle gasp at the question although now that he was focusing clearly; he felt a stirring-- a stirring that was far more pronounced than the one that was sandwhiched between their connected bodies, and that was due largely to the differing trajectionary periods between drow and human.

"I would like to do those things with you a second time, Caleb Widogast. And a third, and a sixth, and a eleventh and forty-sixth time." he rested their foreheads lightly together. "It was very very good but I know you mentioned that there is much more that I can learn-- and you will find my thirst for knowledge insatiable, yes." and perhaps the next smile that came to Essek's lips was somewhat shy, with the tip of a fang peeking just between his lips. "And I am finding you are my favorite book."

Even if Essek had been heavy Caleb would want him right where he was. He liked the weight and the warmth of his body on top of him. It was so nice. He felt cared for and safe. And still warm as the sweat cooled on his body.

"Maybe I should find you some books to read," Caleb teased warmly as he brushed his lips against Essek's. "To give you some ideas on what we can do together."

There was a lot Caleb could show him hands on, of course, and he planned to but they did share a love of books. They could read one together and... well, it would certain inspire them to act.

"How do you feel?" he asked, his fingers still teasing slightly. "Do you wish to clean up? Rest for a while? Have something to drink?"

Perhaps Essek would allow his gravity to weighten once he realized how much Caleb enjoyed the weight, it was something not out of the realm of his possibility. However there was other distracting things that his wizard was doing and saying; there was the mention of books to read involving things they could do and then there was Caleb's hand being distracting on it's course.

He liked it though.

For anyone else, he'd find it presumptuous-- would be shocked but Caleb was his his dearest friend, his lover and he cared so much for him that it was a bit intense how the urge to roll his hips backward against that hand settled over him. He hid his mouth then just against the spot under Caleb's ear and he murmured quite shyly.

"A bath, can we bathe together? I could accept a shower too " He could use prestidigitate but there was an intimacy to it and he found that it would be nice, to properly groom his lover. How Caleb would look all soapy chested and wet and he let out a hitched breath as his hormones went haywire.

"I will warn you..." another warning somewhat full of chagrin. "I may be unable to keep my hands to myself, I... do not know at this moment how much cleaning will get done." As he honestly spoke of his hormones and how they could possibly get in the way of goals.

Edited 2023-04-22 12:57 (UTC)

Caleb let out a small gasp. Essek inadvertently finding a soft, sensitive spot by his ear. It sent a warm, pleasant shiver running through his whole body.

"We can have a bath." He stretched his arms over his head giving up his teasing for the moment. "I have a private bath as part of my chambers. Though... it will be a close fit. The bath is only meant for one."

That might change the next time he summoned the Tower. If the bath wasn't comfortable with the wedged so closely together he would make it big enough so that they could bathe comfortably together.

He smiled fondly at Essek, his look besotted and happy. There was a hunger too, a want that was temporarily banked but never fully sated. Well, at least not yet.

"We do have to get up from this bed." He trailed a few playful kisses over Essek's face.

It was with great reluctance that Essek pulled himself from Caleb, and as he sat on in his hands and knees between thighs, he was assuredly slick with Caleb's spend as it glazed so much of Essek's stomach. He was also impossibly touseled and real looking; a far cry from the composed Shadowhand or the always put-together Essek Thelyss outside that title.

Curls plastered to his forehead and rioted everywhere and his eyes were still bright from their activities, and the smile he gave Caleb as he reached his hand to grab up his lover's hand? It was impossibly warm and deliciously happy.

"I adore you, Caleb Widogast-- now I hope you are ready to be fussed over and groomed." He did not mention that it was likely he would sneak a braid into Caleb's hair-- the Kryn designated symbol of formal courtship. Although he was now formally on the run, the culture was still ingrained in him and his fingers itched to put a pretty braid in it, to let the entire world know that this beautiful and intelligent wizard was his.

They were both a mess. Caleb's hair was in disarray and tangled in some place. His stomach and some of his chest was streaked with spend, the come getting sticky and tacky. The hickeys Essek gave hime stood out brightly against his pale skin and freckles. Caleb Widogast was well and truly fucked.

"I am ready to surrender myself to your tender mercies," Caleb murmured with one more stretch. Then he sat up and used their joined hands to guide Essek along the short walk to the bathing chamber.

It was simple like most of the things Caleb designed for himself. The tub was high edged and made of hammered copper so it would hold the heat from the water. It would be a tight fit for the two of them.

"How hot do you like the water?" he asked as he started to fill the tub. "I don't want it to be uncomfortable for you."

The drow followed Caleb gladly into the ensuite bathing area, the simplicity of it was not lost on him. His own bathing area was large and spacious, well back at the towers though this had a coziness to it and he did not think he wanted to be very far away from Caleb whatsoever.

When Caleb leaned over to fill the tub, Essek allowed his hand to linger on a hip, how angled it was-- how it could bite his hand with its sharpness-- and he thought it would be nice to fill his wizard out a little, perhaps give him a nice tummy pudge (and Essek would be horrified to know that Caleb had been even skinnier than he was now)

"I can handle hot water, just not heat based from light--" on a beach in Nicodranas he would likely need to wear as few clothes as possible. "So please, warm the waters to your comfort Chathiu." And then Essek pressed a kiss to that shoulder though he playfully allowed his teeth to scrape a bit.

As a treat.

Caleb would find that a playful Essek could be very bitey.

Caleb trailed his fingers through the water to warm it until a light mist of steam rose. He rather enjoyed hot baths even though they turned his skin bright pink and left a little stink.

While the bath filled they had a few minutes. Caleb turned around and pulled Essek flush against him. "You can always change the temperature once we're in the water."

He leaned in and kissed softly, slowly, savoring the simple pleasure of kissing Essek. Again. Again. And again. Caleb let his hands wander over Essek's skin giving him a more thorough examination instead of deliberately trying to ramp up Essek's pleasure.

"I don't think I will ever tired of the feel of your skin under my hands," he murmured against Essek's jaw. "Or your body against mine."

Mouth to mouth, the taste of Caleb's tongue sliding against his own, the feel of words that were erotic and evocative, yet another luring draw for Essek to taste the other wizard-- words held infinite power, even more so for Wizards so those lips as they formed words against his lips, around his tongue and he softly moaned into the kiss as his arms slipped around Caleb's waist.

The spout was toward the middle so while a tight fit, Essek could have his back to one end likely with his feet tucked neatly against Caleb's side.

"I feel the same way, also I think that this was a brilliant idea-- the Aeor exploration." And then quietly as he cupped Caleb's scruffy jaw, looking into those eyes. "It could have been anywhere though, as long as it was with you, that was ever my only requirement." But Aeor was meaningful to Essek because it was truthfully where Essek had fallen in love with Caleb.

And he decided that Caleb should know that.

"For as dangerous as it was that first time, Aeor was where I realized I loved you."

"Here?" Caleb was a little surprised. His own feelings for Essek had bloomed much sooner as they worked on the spell to restore Veth together. Essek gained nothing but knowledge when they worked on that spell. It didn't benefit him and yet he had worked just as diligently with him. How could he not love this man after that?

"I would not, uh, call this the most romantic atmosphere," he teased gently as he nuzzled at Essek's jaw because he could not stop touching.

He expected there would be a story and Caleb would listen as long as he was allowed to keep his hands roaming Essek's body and kissing whatever skin he could reach with his mouth.

"I had been attracted to you before then, intensely so-- but traveling with you, watching you closely-- the way you cast fly as I was hovering downward, the way my heart cried as you went down to Lucien.. I knew." He had known as early even as the Genesis Ward when he realized that Caleb's own well-being was more important than any knowledge that could be obtained.

"It did not need to be romantic, it needed to make me realize that a world without you would he very dark indeed, my firelight." He murmured as he felt those kisses, returned them. A smile crossing over his lips as he closed his eyes, completely content. "And I believe that with this trip to Aeor, we have taken some good memories with it-- it now will be forever romantic to us, yes? This does count as our first date and I will always think of Aeor in the fact it is entwined with you."

Edited 2023-04-23 13:07 (UTC)

Caleb chuckled softly as he nuzzled against Essek's cheek. The love in his heart was heavy and full making him ache in the best way. How he adored this man. How he loved him. He wasn't use to the feeling of peace and contentment and the undercurrent of desire.

"I would have been content being your trusted friend and companion," he said then lightly brushed his fingers on the outside of Essek's ear. Which absolutely countered his words. "But it feels like a great honor to be your lover and have your heart. Being loved by you is the best feeling."

He reached behind him to turn off the water. "Ready to bathe, love?"

"I am ready." Essek said with a warm smile as he motioned toward the waters; mindful of their nakedness that they did not need to disrobe. Convenient really, but he smiled nevertheless and with that sparkle to his galaxy eyes, some of the copper of the tube reflecting against the gold flecks and illuminating them subtly. "I think that it would be more comfortable if you get in first and then I may arrange around you.."

Like a cat; Caleb should probably settle and then Essek would gracefully shift into the space not occupied by his lover. And if he had to utilize a bit of Caleb's lap to make himself comfortable? Well that would just be the sacrifice that he would have to make.

Not truly a sacrifice really, after all Essek would not mind it if Caleb wore him, not in the slightest.

"As you wish."

Caleb climbed in first, his pale skin immediately flushing pink at the heat. It felt amazing to sink into the water knowing Essek's eyes were on him. There was a little ache in the small of his back but the pleasant kind that reminded him of what had just passed between them.

What would pass between them again. As many times as he could wish. As many times as he could stand was probably more accurate. Caleb knew his desire for Essek would never wane but instead settle into something more comfortable.

He stretched out as much as he could in the tub and then held out a hand for Essek to help him climb in and get settled wherever he wished.

"I will make the tub bigger next time." Caleb would tweak and change the Tower in a thousand little ways if it would make their stay together more comfortable and allow for further intimacies. "If you want anything added or changed you just have to tell me."

It was true that Essek's eyes followed Caleb into the waters; even more amazing and hard to believe that this man was his, that he was loved in a very similar way. Two intimately flawed people who were learning and healing. Not just 'I am sorry' kisses against scars, or the sweet first kiss between them at the Blooming Grove but also the undoing of what had happened moments past.

He was surveying exactly where he wished to place himself when it came to Caleb; distracted though by the way that Caleb's disappeared into the waters and the line of hair like a guidepost.

Oh, thank goodness for the steam for he could blame his checks colouring on that.

"A bigger tub will be nice but it is not required at this moment; I would like the idea of being in closed quarters with you, especially since I just do not want to be so far away." they were experiencing the honeymoon phase of their relationship when everything was new and wonderful. He decided to slip in and then he sat between Caleb's spread legs while he rested his back to Caleb's chest and then he leaned back.

Perfect-- this would allow for Caleb to bring his arms around him which was something that he craved. "This.. this is perfect right now."

"I wouldn't make it too much bigger." Caleb wrapped his arms around Essek and nuzzled against the soft hairs on the back of his neck. "I like being close with you as well."

Although, a large enough tub and they could get into some very interesting positions. His libido hadn't been this strong in years, not since the Academy, and the desperate way he, Wulf, and Astrid had come together. Literally in some cases.

"But if we're staying here for long I can make it suited to both of us and not just my own whims." He rested his chin on Eseek's shoulder and closed his eyes. Could he remember a time recently when he had been this content? This safe? Maybe there were nights with the Nein that came close but there was nothing like this in his recent memory.

"Braiding hair," he said after a few moments of comfortable silence. "It's not a skill I would expect for you."

Ah, the braiding of hair-- complicated within his own culture, a courtship ritual and he suddenly felt shy as he was armed with the knowledge that such a traditon was different and unique but.. Essek was happy to share remnants of his culture, for and with the other man. He tilted his head to better accomodate Caleb's touch and kisses, craving them like a flower craved water from the heavens.

"In my culture, when there is an intent to court-- we ask if we may place a braid in their hair, it signifies that the process has been initiated. Each Den has a set braid that they use, including Den Thelyss -- it marks an individual as a potential suitor to the Den." His fingers smooth over the forearm wrapped around him.

"I am Denless however, so it would only be a simple braid plaited into your hair.." and a sentimental tone to his voice. "But I would very much like to place one in your hair.. if you would allow me."

"You're allowed." He could not hide the grin in his voice. "You are more than welcome to braid as many as you would like into my hair. I would gladly show the world I am yours."

It is true that most people would not understand the significance of the braids. He would have to return to Essek's people for anyone to understand that it was not a new hairstyle that Caleb was trying. It meant something quite deep and powerful.

"I, uh, I would return the gesture but I do not know how to braid." He chuckled, slightly embarrassed and blushing. "There's not a similar gesture in my culture. Gift giving, I suppose. But it's not as... as obvious in human culture. Not unless marriage."

When rings got involved. Courting was a much more formal process for Essek it seemed. Caleb would figure out something. Perhaps some books on how to braid so that he could learn and return the gesture. Caleb would make sure to return it somehow.

Open RP Post

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

Well now Essek is a sex-discovering disaster

These disasters are meant to be together!

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