[ his monster thrills at this, activating its power, even though, honestly, there's no need for it. aphrodisiacs flowing through the kiss-- but Tighnari's hands are a welcome feeling.
he starts to pull off the extra garments, sliding his hands down his shoulders, and then back up to pull at his shirt.
and then he shifts on his knees to attempt to press him down at the same time. ]
[ no, the aphrodisiacs are not necessary, but they certainly help to.. lubricate the situation, as it were.
tighnari thinks, perhaps, that they ought to move somewhere else, to one of their rooms, rather than fucking right here and now on the common room sofa, but.. between the aphrodisiacs, and his nymph whispering that the thrill of being caught makes this all the sweeter, well - he isn't stopping. at least at this time of the evening, most everyone is tucked into bed.
so rather than suggest it, he helps, tugging his light linen shirt over his head and tossing it aside. he's.. surprisingly scarred, beneath, but that's of no consequence right now. with a low hum, tighnari shoves back, challenging kaeya without breaking the kiss, attempting to climb into his lap. ]
[ Kaeya isn't expecting for Tighnari to push back, but deep in the back of his lust addled mind-- maybe he should have been. He could blame it on thinking too much with his dick, later.
for now, he slips back, their limbs a bit tangled together.
and he nips at his lower lip, sharp and stinging, his retribution for it.
he wants more, though, with both of them still entirely too clothed, and his need pressing against his pants ]
[ tighnari is, of course, an assertive man, unafraid to seize what he wants with both hands, and this is no exception. kaeya will find that he can be quite demanding. the bite to his lip earns a low, soft sound, and tighnari only dives harder into the kiss for it as he straddles kaeya's slim hips, and grinds their laps together.
he can feel it - the hard heat between kaeya's thighs, and it's enough to make tighnari's body feel tight with heat and want. both hands smooth down kaeya's chest, pushing his jacket open and tugging his shirt upwards so he can get his hands beneath it, pressing soft, padded palms against warm skin. ]
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he starts to pull off the extra garments, sliding his hands down his shoulders, and then back up to pull at his shirt.
and then he shifts on his knees to attempt to press him down at the same time. ]
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tighnari thinks, perhaps, that they ought to move somewhere else, to one of their rooms, rather than fucking right here and now on the common room sofa, but.. between the aphrodisiacs, and his nymph whispering that the thrill of being caught makes this all the sweeter, well - he isn't stopping. at least at this time of the evening, most everyone is tucked into bed.
so rather than suggest it, he helps, tugging his light linen shirt over his head and tossing it aside. he's.. surprisingly scarred, beneath, but that's of no consequence right now. with a low hum, tighnari shoves back, challenging kaeya without breaking the kiss, attempting to climb into his lap. ]
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for now, he slips back, their limbs a bit tangled together.
and he nips at his lower lip, sharp and stinging, his retribution for it.
he wants more, though, with both of them still entirely too clothed, and his need pressing against his pants ]
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he can feel it - the hard heat between kaeya's thighs, and it's enough to make tighnari's body feel tight with heat and want. both hands smooth down kaeya's chest, pushing his jacket open and tugging his shirt upwards so he can get his hands beneath it, pressing soft, padded palms against warm skin. ]