[Watching Astarion lose himself in the moment, watching the way the man seems to melt back against Xenk's body is beautiful. He wanted to kiss them both, to swallow their words and moans and taste them. But in this moment he is comfortably on his knees before both of his lovers and feeling appreciated.
Especially when he gets permission, anything he wants.. and he wants it all. He wishes he could swallow both of their cocks, but he takes a fortifying breath to bring down how intensely he feels in this moment.
It was hard with that look from Astarion settling on his skin. The adoration.. the.. does he dare call it love? Perhaps, he thinks as he kisses the place he last bit Astarion, before his mouth finds the elf's erection and he takes it in hand, licking from balls to tip a couple times, green eyes on his lovers.
He would take his time, savor the taste before swallowing him down.]
[ Xenk bears the weight, supporting Astarion and leaning in closer. He kisses his neck over his bite mark, lips and tongue and teeth gently nipping at the sensitive skin there. He is happy to hear Astarion give into his pleasure, and moved to feel him lean closer, relying on them both.
Xenk doesn't need to see Astarion's face to guess how lovely he must look. Debauched and overwhelmed, his control blissfully gone. Xenk squeezes once again, thumbs brushing over Astarion's nipples, working him up in time with Fenris' tongue. ]
How beautiful you both are.
[ Xenk speaks with such unabashed, honest admiration. He admires the sight of Fenris on his knees, of his tongue dragging so delicately over Astarion's hard cock. The adoration is clear in his voice, the very love he feels for them an easy thing to express even if he doesn't say so in so many words. He would be happy to take and be taken by the both of them, to simply exist and enjoy the warmth and love they so clearly share.
He locks eyes with Fenris, his own hips rutting closer as he so clearly takes his time. There truly is no doubt in Xenk's mind that they're in agreement here. Astarion deserved every joy and pleasure they could provide him.
Hearkening back to Astarion's own words, Xenk kisses his neck once more. ]
[ Astarion's legs suddenly feel like they don't work at all, knees weak from the pleasure he's feeling. He's quite glad to have Xenk's support, holding him up as Fenris starts to lick his cock and Xenk's fingers aim to drive him crazy. To say nothing, of course, of that kiss to his bite. This is what he gets for letting people figure out where he's most sensitive.
(He loves it.)
There is admiration and love on Fenris's tongue and in Xenk's words and he longs to say it back, he longs to tell them how he feels, but it catches in his throat and threatens to choke him. It's not time, yet. But he can give them his body and his vulnerability, and his willingness to accept it all the same. ]
How can you both feel so good already?
[ He knows why, though. The feelings between the three of them are electric, contagious. Everything is heighted because of it. There was a danger to that--or, there would be, if it were with anyone else. But he trusts them, and he trusts this. ]
[He does catch Xenk's eyes and he feels the same, this was about giving Astarion all he deserves and more, about adoring the elf and pampering him. Fenris keeps the man's eye contact as he licks up Astarion's erection once more before taking it into his mouth slowly, lashes fluttering at the taste of the elf as he starts to bob his head, taking more of that gorgeous cock with every movement.
The taste of Astarion on his tongue is electric. He wishes for the taste of Xenk too, of them both. But he was being a greedy lover for them both, wanting them deeply.
Even if the words don't come to his lips, Astarion's care for them both is deep and magnetic, drawing them in until they can do little else but orbit the man they both love so dearly. It feels right. He doesn't mind being on his knees for them.]
[ They don't need words to share their hearts with one another, that much is plain. Xenk keeps his solid hold on Astarion as he melts back into him, enjoying every shudder as Fenris sucks on his cock. Watching him makes Xenk's mouth water. He can't decide if he would rather be exactly where Fenris is, taking Astarion into his mouth, or if he would rather be in Astarion's place, with Fenris' mouth between his legs, lavishing him so.
Of course, Xenk would opt for neither, knowing his place here is perfect, and having the two of them before him is already more joyous than words can describe. There's hunger in his eyes as he watches Fenris, the kisses at Astarion's neck getting just a little more teeth for his efforts. ]
It is as Fenris says.
[ Mapping his chest with his touch alone, Xenk's hands grip and drag over Astarion's perfect skin, that firm hold unyielding even as he presses his hardening cock against Astarion. ]
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Especially when he gets permission, anything he wants.. and he wants it all. He wishes he could swallow both of their cocks, but he takes a fortifying breath to bring down how intensely he feels in this moment.
It was hard with that look from Astarion settling on his skin. The adoration.. the.. does he dare call it love? Perhaps, he thinks as he kisses the place he last bit Astarion, before his mouth finds the elf's erection and he takes it in hand, licking from balls to tip a couple times, green eyes on his lovers.
He would take his time, savor the taste before swallowing him down.]
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Xenk doesn't need to see Astarion's face to guess how lovely he must look. Debauched and overwhelmed, his control blissfully gone. Xenk squeezes once again, thumbs brushing over Astarion's nipples, working him up in time with Fenris' tongue. ]
How beautiful you both are.
[ Xenk speaks with such unabashed, honest admiration. He admires the sight of Fenris on his knees, of his tongue dragging so delicately over Astarion's hard cock. The adoration is clear in his voice, the very love he feels for them an easy thing to express even if he doesn't say so in so many words. He would be happy to take and be taken by the both of them, to simply exist and enjoy the warmth and love they so clearly share.
He locks eyes with Fenris, his own hips rutting closer as he so clearly takes his time. There truly is no doubt in Xenk's mind that they're in agreement here. Astarion deserved every joy and pleasure they could provide him.
Hearkening back to Astarion's own words, Xenk kisses his neck once more. ]
You are what we want, Astarion. Just as you are.
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(He loves it.)
There is admiration and love on Fenris's tongue and in Xenk's words and he longs to say it back, he longs to tell them how he feels, but it catches in his throat and threatens to choke him. It's not time, yet. But he can give them his body and his vulnerability, and his willingness to accept it all the same. ]
How can you both feel so good already?
[ He knows why, though. The feelings between the three of them are electric, contagious. Everything is heighted because of it. There was a danger to that--or, there would be, if it were with anyone else. But he trusts them, and he trusts this. ]
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[He does catch Xenk's eyes and he feels the same, this was about giving Astarion all he deserves and more, about adoring the elf and pampering him. Fenris keeps the man's eye contact as he licks up Astarion's erection once more before taking it into his mouth slowly, lashes fluttering at the taste of the elf as he starts to bob his head, taking more of that gorgeous cock with every movement.
The taste of Astarion on his tongue is electric. He wishes for the taste of Xenk too, of them both. But he was being a greedy lover for them both, wanting them deeply.
Even if the words don't come to his lips, Astarion's care for them both is deep and magnetic, drawing them in until they can do little else but orbit the man they both love so dearly. It feels right. He doesn't mind being on his knees for them.]
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Of course, Xenk would opt for neither, knowing his place here is perfect, and having the two of them before him is already more joyous than words can describe. There's hunger in his eyes as he watches Fenris, the kisses at Astarion's neck getting just a little more teeth for his efforts. ]
It is as Fenris says.
[ Mapping his chest with his touch alone, Xenk's hands grip and drag over Astarion's perfect skin, that firm hold unyielding even as he presses his hardening cock against Astarion. ]
All that we want is here. What could feel better?