[ Nate's cock pulses at the touch of Caliban's hand. With a soft hum, Nate rocks his hips into the touch, putting friction between his dick and Calbian's hand. He moans openly, and tilts his head back, letting shower water bounce off his cheeks and roll down his neck. He returns to lean back into Caliban's kisses, seeking more and more of them, while his hands scratch roughly through the demon's skin. He's not careful, because he knows he doesn't have to be. It doesn't matter how rough he is; he doesn't even have to think about it. He can just let go.
That's exactly what he liked about the last time they were together.
Nate pushes his back against the wall of the shower, balances himself on Caliban's shoulders, and in a quick movement, hooks both his legs around Caliban's waist. He leans in, almost purring, flashing his tongue out to lick the demon's lip. ]
You don't have to. You can fuck that need out of me any time you like, Caliban.
[ While Caliban doesn't bleed- he is, after all, made of clay through and though, and those nails scratch pretty red lines down his body and sensation does cause the demon to groan against those lips. His hand was tight around the other cock as those hips roll into it- his thumb brushing over Nate's priced head teasingly. Though it does drop away when the others legs suddenly jump around his waist and his hand moves down to the other hip to hold him up against the tiles of the shower.
The demon's thick impressive cock makes a point to tease against the cheeks like a threat, even brushing against the rim of the other hole as he smirks against Nate's lips. ]
Oh yeah? Just find you-...tug down those pants and leave you well-bred, pretty witch? Leave you dripping with me?
[ The words are like a spell dancing between them as the demon rocked his hips forward to press that massive cock against the other again.]
[ Those words send an obvious shudder through Nate. His cock twitches between them, and he licks his lips, his eyes never leaving Caliban's. ]
You can do what you like to me, [ he murmurs. His hands go into Caliban's hair, and he wraps it around them so he can pull it hard, and keep the demon's attention firmly on him. ]
Use me, hurt me. I want you to. Unless I use that safe word, you don't have to stop. I want you.
[ It's honest, and raw. He wants this; he wants the darkness, wants the pain, wants the intensity. He wants all of it. His legs tighten around Caliban's waist, pulling the demon flush against him. ]
That's quite a fucking list- [ There's a soft hiss as his hair was pulled but his eyes don't pull away from the others as those words hang in the air- as if anything else could pull his attention away from now. Nate had captured the demon in a way that beats even the strongest summoning circle ever could.
Those words slither though him like a drug that lights that hellfire inside him in a way he hadn't really felt in quite a long time. The idea of not having to stop- of not having to tone down or shave off those sharper points of himself for a mortal. To be free to dive into pain and all that power that came with it was quite the hard thing to pull away from. And the fact the other wanted it? Was fucking perfection.
There's a bite of his own lower lip as those legs curl tighten around him and respond- the demon was just going to press that impressive cock into that tight hole. His head tilted forward to press against the others as he pressed an inch of a thick inch into the other.]
You're magnificent-
[ He teased, his lips inches from the other as he didn't stop moving- that cock pushing and stretching the others hole as kept his eyes locked to Nate's- getting drunk on what he saw there.]
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That's exactly what he liked about the last time they were together.
Nate pushes his back against the wall of the shower, balances himself on Caliban's shoulders, and in a quick movement, hooks both his legs around Caliban's waist. He leans in, almost purring, flashing his tongue out to lick the demon's lip. ]
You don't have to. You can fuck that need out of me any time you like, Caliban.
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The demon's thick impressive cock makes a point to tease against the cheeks like a threat, even brushing against the rim of the other hole as he smirks against Nate's lips. ]
Oh yeah? Just find you-...tug down those pants and leave you well-bred, pretty witch? Leave you dripping with me?
[ The words are like a spell dancing between them as the demon rocked his hips forward to press that massive cock against the other again.]
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You can do what you like to me, [ he murmurs. His hands go into Caliban's hair, and he wraps it around them so he can pull it hard, and keep the demon's attention firmly on him. ]
Use me, hurt me. I want you to. Unless I use that safe word, you don't have to stop. I want you.
[ It's honest, and raw. He wants this; he wants the darkness, wants the pain, wants the intensity. He wants all of it. His legs tighten around Caliban's waist, pulling the demon flush against him. ]
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Those words slither though him like a drug that lights that hellfire inside him in a way he hadn't really felt in quite a long time. The idea of not having to stop- of not having to tone down or shave off those sharper points of himself for a mortal. To be free to dive into pain and all that power that came with it was quite the hard thing to pull away from. And the fact the other wanted it? Was fucking perfection.
There's a bite of his own lower lip as those legs curl tighten around him and respond- the demon was just going to press that impressive cock into that tight hole. His head tilted forward to press against the others as he pressed an inch of a thick inch into the other.]
You're magnificent-
[ He teased, his lips inches from the other as he didn't stop moving- that cock pushing and stretching the others hole as kept his eyes locked to Nate's- getting drunk on what he saw there.]