( felix maps his mouth with his tongue, then draws back and hooks his thumb further over his teeth. memorizes the warmth there, too, wet and inviting, and shivers before he draws his thumb away, trails a damp line down ephemera's throat and rubs into his pulse. still steady. so fucking steady compared to the war-drum beat of felix's heart.
his grip between them eases as felix ducks his head, spits into his palm to work the slide into an even slicker one. he bypasses his cock entirely and wraps firm around ephemera instead, twisting his wrist in a sharp, building rhythm, an unrelenting fist for ephemera to fuck and buck into. this is fucking crazy. he wants him to come. he wants to lick his fingers clean like he's a fucking decadence. whore. whore. whore. you're out of your fucking mind, gates. )
Come on. ( his voice is soft, coaxing, murmured into ephemera's mouth. he watches him through his lashes, forehead knocking ephemera's lightly. his hand stays in a loose circle low on his throat, thumb slanted into his pulse. ) Ephemera. ( his tongue drags the curve of his teeth, his top lip, touching the deep scars near the corner of his mouth. ) Please.
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his grip between them eases as felix ducks his head, spits into his palm to work the slide into an even slicker one. he bypasses his cock entirely and wraps firm around ephemera instead, twisting his wrist in a sharp, building rhythm, an unrelenting fist for ephemera to fuck and buck into. this is fucking crazy. he wants him to come. he wants to lick his fingers clean like he's a fucking decadence. whore. whore. whore. you're out of your fucking mind, gates. )
Come on. ( his voice is soft, coaxing, murmured into ephemera's mouth. he watches him through his lashes, forehead knocking ephemera's lightly. his hand stays in a loose circle low on his throat, thumb slanted into his pulse. ) Ephemera. ( his tongue drags the curve of his teeth, his top lip, touching the deep scars near the corner of his mouth. ) Please.