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[crystallinelore]

INEVITABLE SPOILERS WITHIN, LOOK UPON AT YOUR OWN RISK

in any case we can do like, game aus, or "exarch summoned your character from another fuckin dimension", or THERE'S A WEIRD TOWER MADE OF CRYSTAL HERE NOW, WTF, or maybe it's been there as long as anyone can remember, or,

look feel free to comment with a pitch or make me pick or just make a starter, we can do whatever

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[crystallinelore]

[he kisses back as best he can, rusty to say the least, but also halfway out of his mind with lust. he's gorgeous under that robe-- well built in a way the cloth masks. he's also tugging the shirt right back down off Rean's shoulders.]

[awakenerd]

[He didn't need that shirt. Rean breaks the kiss to just pull the robe off of the Exarch, gaze raking over him admiringly. His hands roam, enjoying the changes between crystal abs soft flesh, shamelessly seeking every point that's a common erogenous zone. Nipples, neck, his thighs, tail, the dip of his spine.]

[crystallinelore]

[he's overwhelmed enough that his tail has. puffed up. without the robe he's just in his shorts, and they do absolutely nothing to hide how hard he is, do very little to protect even his thighs from those touches. he's flushed all the way down his chest now, the heated skin contrasting sharply with cool aetheric crystal. he's... out of his fucking mind at this point, barely keeping up, squirming desperately in Rean's lap and just, clinging to him in a frantic bid not to be swept away.]

[awakenerd]

[Time to unceremoniously rip off those shorts. Removing them properly is too much effort and Rean hasn't got the patience for it. As soon as they're gone he's touching the Exarch's cock with one hand and sliding his fingers up between his ass cheeks with the other.]

[crystallinelore]

[The Exarch yelps as his shorts are ripped off of him, that's a bit sudden and intense, but then, so is. All of this. He's tucking his face into Rean's shoulder again, kissing and nipping at the skin there, shivers trembling all the way up his tail. He's so hard he's practically dripping, so keyed up his entrance is twitching and clenching at the slightest brush of Rean's fingers.]

[awakenerd]

[Well at least it's obvious the Exarch is, eager. Rean grins against his hair and gathers some of that precome on his fingers, stroking his entrance and pressing in lightly, impatient to get on with it, but he's commanded not to harm so he must go at least at a reasonable pace.]

[crystallinelore]

[it's been, uh. a while, to say the least, so he's tight, but he's at least not a virgin? probably? there have at the very least been fingers up there at some point, even if not recently. he's biting a little harsher at Rean's shoulder, tail lashing, trying not to tense up.]

[awakenerd]

[He's not painfully rough but he's not slow and gentle, stretching G'raha as quickly woth one then two fingers as he can. Humming a pleased noise at the bite.]

You're tight.

[It's exciting and frustrating, because he can't wait to be inside the man, really.]

[crystallinelore]

[it's riling him up more, hearing that so bluntly.]

It's-- been a while.

[a long, long while. no wonder he's so easily overcome. sucking at the bite almost sulkily.]

[awakenerd]

[He laughs at the sulking, twisting his fingers a little cruelly inside G'raha. Not painful just stimulating. Honestly for all he lives in a place populated by demons it's not like he tries to get laid regularly, so he can't actually comment on it being a while. Not that anyone knows that but him.]

Guess you're pent up, huh? Or are are always this eager?

[crystallinelore]

[G'raha jerks bodily, whining, shuddering around those fingers. And... opts not to give a verbal answer after that, instead continuing embarrassed nibbling, his tail lashing.]

[awakenerd]

[He doesn't keep teasing, focusing instead on adding a third finger, and then a while later, a fourth. Hm.]

[crystallinelore]

[it's a tight fit. He's so small, even for a miqote. but he doesn't complain of pain, clutches and gnaws on Rean as reactive little noises spill from him. and eventually, he has to be ready enough.]

[awakenerd]

[Prepared enough to count at least. Rean is lifting him a bit, finally getting his own cock from those pants.

It's, uh. Probably good it's not a great angle for the Exarch to peek at. It's, rather, well. It's huge and distinctly demonic. Ridged along the shaft, with the swelling of a knot towards the base, even the head is shaped more wide and yet tapered. And it's bigger and longer than G'raha's arm.

Currently Rean is pulling on the Exarch's ass cheeks to position him, holding his hips firmly and starting to tug him down, with a look of concentration.]

[crystallinelore]

[he doesn't peek, and it's an intentional choice! he doesn't want to get intimidated and chicken out, not with how badly he wants this man. little does he know how intimidated he should be.

no, instead he sits up as best he can, back straight, tail lifted as he focuses on Rean's face. reminds himself, it always feels too big at first.]

[awakenerd]

[It doesn't. Stop feeling too big. But Rean's moving one hand once the tip of him is inside G'raha, wrapping around the base of his tail and pulling as he keeps tugging the other man down, nipping at his neck with a low growl of pleasure.]

[crystallinelore]

[he just. needs time to adjust, is all. he'll ask Rean to hold steady for a bit once he's fully seated, let G'raha get used to his girth. As for now, the stretch and burn of it stokes the fire in his belly in its own way. his eyes flutter closed and a ragged moan tears its way free of him when his tail is pulled, he shudders and sinks down further, bit by bit. getting close to where the texture will tip him off.]

[awakenerd]

[Rean is growling in the back of his throat with the effort of not impaling G'raha the rest of the way on his cock. He's so tight and hot and feels good and it's very! Difficult! Not to hurt him.]

[crystallinelore]

[the growl gets his attention. leaning... forward, carefully, to nip at his throat. sinking down enough that he's... feeling the oddness, now, making a questioning sound.]

[awakenerd]

[That doesn't help! He's already so turned on. He strokes the Exarch's tail, digs his nails a bit into his spine, hips grinding up greedily. It's. There's a lot there to take in, literally and figuratively.]

[crystallinelore]

[the angle is well and truly impossible for him to peek at this point, and he doesn't want to stop marking up Rean's neck anyway, so he shivers as more of that massive demonic cock sinks into him, feeling the ridges well and truly, and... reaches back. to feel what hasn't yet made its way inside him.]

[awakenerd]

[There's a lot left to go. And it's definitely not shaped normally. Rean moans and grasps G'raha's hand, pulling it to touch more of him that way.]

[crystallinelore]

Oh, gods,

[he feels out more and more of Rean's cock, still steadily being pulled down onto it. but he's maybe getting light headed.]

I don't-- it won't fit?

[awakenerd]

[Rean nuzzles his ears, pulling on his tail more gently.]

You'd be amazed what you can do when you try.

[Look even if G'raha is small Rean believes in him!]

[crystallinelore]

[he takes a shaky breath, biting down on the whine that wants to escape him.]

We'll see...

[because he's not trying to STOP, in fact he's tying to press down just a little bit quicker.]