[Brad knows not to comment on anything like that too. He learned that lesson centuries ago, back when he was still young for a wizard, when fumbling hands in the dark turned to a slap and an empty bed. So he doesn't say anything, but instead just feels his way up Viktor's front, shimmying his shirt up a bit as he explores, taking in everything the man has to offer. Brad is a bit of a romantic, and he takes his time to appreciate his partner. He actually does have all day to lounge around in bed, so there's no sense of urgency in his motions.
He accepts the kisses though, and honestly it's a wise choice. Brad can't run his mouth if it's occupied. But he does work to roll the two of them over, so he's the one on top of Viktor. That's when he pulls back from the kisses and props himself up on his elbows, peering down at Viktor with a lop-sided grin like he just won the best prize at the arcade.]
[Grasped to Brad as he was, once turned over onto his back his grip slips and he lands back against the pillow with a muffled fwomp. The firmness of their kiss pops out of place, like a tight seal breaking. A small droplet of saliva goes with it, just to land as a droplet onto the mole besides Viktor's lips, which hang open as he catches his breath.
The compliment is unexpected, but not unwelcome. Not entirely unwelcomed, at least. Viktor is definitely suspicious of such things, flattery was usually to get something out of him at the Academy. Here... what is trying to get from him he isn't already giving freely? He huffs, teasing with a soft smile on his face,]
Flatterer. [his hands fallen down from Brad reach back upward to him. One palming his chest with fingers all held flat and together. The other hand outstretching to hook along Brad's chin, feel along the tip of it with his thumb while the other digits traces his jawline. So handsome. A vision of perfection, so close Viktor can touch it, can feel weighed down by it.
Viktor nearly says... something. Commentary on the tip of his tongue, maybe a returned compliment, maybe a playful insult, but it withers at his lips. He just moves his hand back around the back of Brad's hair to pull him down to kiss again. Words fail, but actions speak. Eagerly kissing him, grasping his hair to the root, that should communicate more than enough.]
You're passionate about everything you do, even things like this. How could I not find that attractive?
[It's not looks- or at least, not only looks- that attracts Brad to people. It's their passion, their lifeblood. He likes people who put their heart and soul into the things they do, and it was guaranteed from the moment they met that they would end up like this eventually.
He goes along with the tug, falling back into another kiss with no complaints about the hair-pulling. He likes a bit of pain, so this is fine.
But while they're kissing he also works a knee between Viktor's legs, pressing it up against Viktor's crotch. He's going to heat things up very quickly here, or at least that's his intention.]
[There is mirth in the upturn of Viktor's lips against Brad's, hungrily kissing him over and over. That compliment was much easier to take. A testament to his passion and persistence feeds Viktor's ego better than anything said towards his looks. The kind of flattery that settles between his ribs and makes his heart pound.
He writhes lightly at the press between his legs, but any hesitation is brief. Viktor's thighs open just enough for Brad to slip between them. Viktor's outward leg hooks around the back of him, pulling him in.
In just a thin pair of linen briefs, there's not a need or a want to hide his own arousal. Viktor ruts himself against the musculature of Brad's now captured thigh, catching the man's bottom lip between his teeth with a smirk to do so.]
[There's no need to hide anything here anyway. Neither of them are blushing virgins, and they both know what they want.
Brad smiles into their kiss as he feels a familiar firmness with his leg. Yep, that's exactly what he had been hoping for. It seems like Viktor needs this just as badly as Brad does. It's a good thing Brad plans on giving Viktor quite the show then, to make the break in his dry spell something spectacular.
He feels his lip caught by Viktor's teeth, and he chuckles audibly. It's just another thing that makes Viktor attractive. He'll stay captured for a moment before pulling back to murmur something to Viktor.]
It feels like you're already ready, but I wanna give you a show anyway.
[Not that there's much for him to strip off right now, but he still wants to show off a bit to get Viktor worked up.]
I could not... possibly... look away. [Viktor speaks slowly, with an unrushed admiration to punctuate his desire fully. Yes, he wants that show. Every second of it will be enrapturing, he's sure. There's no thoughts of work, or the lab, or that the phone might right because of some emergency. There's just Brad over top of him making such promises.
He lets his fingers loosen and card out of Brad's hair so he's no longer so held in place. Viktor slumps back against the pillow to get the broadest look at the man that he can. He's happy the bruise he left is still there, a mark he could leave, not entirely fleeting. His own lips roll into his mouth, wanting more of Brad's taste to linger on his tongue. The motion stings lightly, Viktor already kiss-bruised from his own aggressive enthusiasm. He wouldn't have it another way,]
[With Viktor's grip loosened Brad will pull out of it, moving to sit up tall and strong. He adjusts his seating so he's straddling Viktor's hips, the tenting in his boxers very obvious and pressing up against Viktor's own arousal. Once he's settled, he snaps his fingers. With the door locked tight by magic and the room soundproofed, they now have plenty of privacy for what's about to happen.]
There. No more interruptions.
[Even if Jayce comes knocking on the door, neither of them will hear it. Nor will Jayce hear them.
Once that's dealt with, he moves to unbutton the top button of his shirt, flashing a sultry look at Viktor as he does so. Viktor better not blink, or else he'll miss something.]
[Viktor is watching intently, the focus he gave his notes and study now all directed onto Brad. It is intense, scrutiny mixed with admiration and appreciation. The kind of gaze that would make most flinch. But Brad? No, Brad can surely handle it, drink it in, even.
Viktor suspects they are very compatible as men. Again, rigorous testing is required to prove that theory.
Long fingers reach out and hook into the hemline of Brad's boxers. He doesn't pull them down, only drags the smooth side of his fingernails around the man's hips teasingly, before asking,]
[This is all well and good, because Brad is a showoff and a braggart and loves being in the spotlight. He is lapping up this attention like a thirsty man, and the intent gaze is just pushing him forward. And in response to that bold touch, Brad grins and wiggles his hips a bit.]
You can, but hold onto those for a minute.
[Boxers come next after the shirt. Or shirts, as it ends up being, because once he ends up dumping his button-up shirt on the ground there's actually a tank top underneath. He grabs the hem of that with both of his hands and raises it just a little bit, showing off a tiny bit of his tight abs. There's scars there too, as there are everywhere on his body, but the bottom of a marking is visible on the right side of his front, starting just below his belly button. So Viktor can only see the points at the end currently, as Brad teases what is to come. Which he does so by wiggling his eyebrows in an exaggerated manner.]
[The strip show before him is enrapturing, but his focus completely shifts when the mark is revealed. Scars? Sure, those are common enough, especially on a man that looks as rough-and-tumble as Bradley. That mark, though-?]
That is... [Viktor pulls himself up onto his elbows at the reveal. Anything to get his vision closer to it, to study it. His fingers remove from Brad's boxers to run slightly cold fingertips along the shapes with fascination,]
You drew this rune for me, didn't you? What purpose does it have on your skin? [Granted such permanence, it must be important! Significant!
Whoops, Brad better drag him out of Science Mode and back into Sex Mode before he gets completely derailed by unrelated curiosity over magic,]
[When Viktor's fingers brush over the mark, Brad jumps just a little bit. He's forgotten how sensitive the mark is to touch, even from humans.
For a moment he's considers spinning some grand tale, but actually decides to go with the truth. He pulls off the tank top entirely to show off the full mark (and the rest of himself) before explaining.]
It's a kind of magic tattoo, and it relates to my work as a Sage's Wizard. I'll tell you about it later, okay?
[In the meantime, Brad will gently take Viktor's wrists to guide them towards his mucles, as if to say "appreciate me here too".]
It'll be a better discussion with that post-nut clarity.
With... [the echo of Brad's last statement also withers in his throat. He gets it, just took a moment, to catch up with such a crude phrasing. Not so naive he doesn't understand, but it's been long enough since he last heard talk like that to take him a second.
His wrist is easily redirected, Viktor opening his fingers to palm over Brad's midsection. So muscular and lean, this mage. He wouldn't think that was the way of magic users, to be so physically fit. Stories always portrayed them as old men of time cracked skin and crispy bears. Nothing like Brad,]
I will ask more later. Is it sensitive? [he asks and does not wait for an answer, because he can test this himself. Viktor had already leaned himself in, so he just goes further with it. Extending his tongue out to hit it before his lips, giving the rune a firmly licky kiss in experimentation of his question,]
Brad's eyelids flutter and he sighs contentedly as Viktor feels up his chest. Far too often has he been hit, stabbed, and blasted, but it's not too often that he gets these kind of touches anymore. So he lets Viktor touch him as much as he wants, appreciating every moment of it.
Then he feels Viktor lick his marking, and he jumps a little in surprise.]
It's got mana running through it, so yeah.
[He doesn't seem to mind the touch though, once he gets used to it.]
[Viktor notes that reaction from Brad. He hums into the mark through his lips before lapping at it again. Experimentally, curiously... it's not really a taste he's picking up on, but it is rather addicting,]
I can sense it... energy buzzing. A spark. A potential.
[He bites the mark, really sinks his teeth in.
Just that kind of a guy. A boundary pusher until pushed back on. Character flaw, honestly. He could do with more consideration.]
[He has never, not even once, been bit on his crest before. The placing is just too awkward for that normally. But here he is, getting bitten there for the first time.
He used to tease Nero about the sounds he made when Brad bit him on the shoulder, where Nero's mark is. But now he understands, as an embarrassing moan escapes his mouth before he quickly covers it with his hand. He didn't think he could get any harder than he is now, but he has been proven wrong.]
Oi...
[It's not that he hates it, but it feels weirdly good.]
[That bite is drawn out with another suck in, dragging skin further against his teeth and tongue. What a sound that got out of Bradley. To which there is only one response, when Viktor breaks that bite with a pop of saliva and lips.
Such a devious and self satisfied look up to him. Such a lilting playfulness to his heavily accented voice,]
You are pretty cute... you know that? [punctuated well with another lick to trace the divots left by his teeth]
[For someone who claims to be a top, Brad sure does get flushed and embarrassed easily.
Well if Viktor is going to stay right there, Brad will go ahead and card his fingers through Viktor's hair. Might as well keep touching Viktor while he has his fun.]
Of course I do. [said so matter-of-factly! He gives the spot one more suckling kiss before he straightens to be fully sat up, Brad straddling his lap. He peppers another couple of kisses to his collarbone and neck, before realizing, well...]
Ah... I... only have lubricant fit for machines.
[It has really been a long time. Wasn't like he has kept body-safe lube around while he's focused entirely on his work,]
Is that something you can teleport here, oh powerful mage?
[There is the smallest flinch when Viktor blinks and suddenly his fingers are coated in lube. A flutter of his eyelashes before he tests the substance between his fingertips and thumb. Yep. That is lube. Had to double check, even if he's sure Brad knows what he's doing here...]
Again... I will have more questions, later. [right now, best to not get hung up on it. He drops his arms down around Brad's hips and to his backside. One hand is smoothing along the inner curve of an ass cheek so he can spread it aside. The lubed hand can slide towards his entrance, then.
And what long, elegant, skillful fingers Viktor has. He allows however much lubricant will to drip down and puddle, rubbing it into that tight ring of muscle as it does. Diligent at ever this, hand no longer so shaky as it was the night prior. A good thing they rested first, so Viktor could be properly attentive]
He takes a moment to slip off his boxers and toss them aside, revealing just how well he's hung in the process, before settling back and spreading his legs a bit to give Viktor plenty of room to work with. Brad would like to think he can do this without becoming a shaking mess, but it has been a while and Viktor is a man who clearly knows how to use his hands. He has to bite his lip to keep from groaning, but he does stay upright on his knees at least. He's tight, but he knows how to relax himself during the process.]
You really are skilled with your hands, aren't you?
[It takes most of his restraint to keep from sinking down on those fingers purposefully.]
I am an accomplished inventor... [Viktor informs, or rather reminds, Brad of this as two of his fingers breach inside. He keeps to the entrance, prying carefully at the edges, wanting to feel the man melting at this touch.
Seeing Brad's cock freed on his boxers, Viktor could have guessed he'd be well endowed. His arms pull him in flush, so that stiff cock is pressed between their bodies. If Brad wants to sink back into those searching fingers or grind forward into Viktor, he better squirm for it.]
[For a moment Brad is stunned, because what the fuck! This is the kind of move he would pull, and now it's getting reversed onto him???
It does make him squirm though, the indecisiveness between wanting those fingers deeper and some contact on his dick leaving his knees shaking a little. He does rest his arms over Viktor's shoulders, but he's reluctant to put his full weight on Viktor like this. After all, he said he would ride Viktor and he plans on keeping to that. Bradley Bain doesn't go weak in the knees because of some skilled hands playing with his hole.]
F-fuck... you sure are...
[His breath hitches as he feels that stretch within him. This is going to be so good, he's practically shaking from anticipation.]
[It seems like going weak in the knees is exactly what Bradley Bain does, but Viktor won't tease with words. With fingers? Yes.
He twirls them around in place, spreading and opening up Brad more at the entrance before delving in further. Viktor's fingers are pretty boney, his knuckles extremely defined and obvious to how deep he's going inside. Two are once, he's gotten to his second knuckle down from the fingertip before he curves them. Searching about, exploratory as ever, confident in delivering such intimate touch.]
Did you underestimate me-? [okay, maybe Viktor will tease with words some. He tilts his head into the crook beneath Brad's jawline, kissing the soft underside there,] People often do...
[judging from Viktor's bemused tone, he's enjoying that in this context. It is fun to surprise and overwhelm a new partner, to satisfy them in ways they couldn't anticipate,]
You seemed so focused on yer work, I thought you'd be rusty.
[So yes, he did underestimate Viktor. By a lot. He's going to be eating his words later. Though it is a valuable lesson to learn now, when the stakes are relatively low. He'll remember this later, should trouble arise.
Right now Viktor's fingers are curving in just the right direction, and Brad keens as his fingers dig into Viktor's shoulders. He's still trying to hold onto his pride here, and he's not going to admit how twisted up Viktor has him.]
That's- fuck, that's plenty. C'mon V, I know you want it too.
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Date: 2024-11-24 05:55 pm (UTC)He accepts the kisses though, and honestly it's a wise choice. Brad can't run his mouth if it's occupied. But he does work to roll the two of them over, so he's the one on top of Viktor. That's when he pulls back from the kisses and props himself up on his elbows, peering down at Viktor with a lop-sided grin like he just won the best prize at the arcade.]
Yer pretty cute, y'know that?
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Date: 2024-11-24 06:18 pm (UTC)The compliment is unexpected, but not unwelcome. Not entirely unwelcomed, at least. Viktor is definitely suspicious of such things, flattery was usually to get something out of him at the Academy. Here... what is trying to get from him he isn't already giving freely? He huffs, teasing with a soft smile on his face,]
Flatterer. [his hands fallen down from Brad reach back upward to him. One palming his chest with fingers all held flat and together. The other hand outstretching to hook along Brad's chin, feel along the tip of it with his thumb while the other digits traces his jawline. So handsome. A vision of perfection, so close Viktor can touch it, can feel weighed down by it.
Viktor nearly says... something. Commentary on the tip of his tongue, maybe a returned compliment, maybe a playful insult, but it withers at his lips. He just moves his hand back around the back of Brad's hair to pull him down to kiss again. Words fail, but actions speak. Eagerly kissing him, grasping his hair to the root, that should communicate more than enough.]
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Date: 2024-11-24 06:51 pm (UTC)[It's not looks- or at least, not only looks- that attracts Brad to people. It's their passion, their lifeblood. He likes people who put their heart and soul into the things they do, and it was guaranteed from the moment they met that they would end up like this eventually.
He goes along with the tug, falling back into another kiss with no complaints about the hair-pulling. He likes a bit of pain, so this is fine.
But while they're kissing he also works a knee between Viktor's legs, pressing it up against Viktor's crotch. He's going to heat things up very quickly here, or at least that's his intention.]
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Date: 2024-11-24 07:04 pm (UTC)He writhes lightly at the press between his legs, but any hesitation is brief. Viktor's thighs open just enough for Brad to slip between them. Viktor's outward leg hooks around the back of him, pulling him in.
In just a thin pair of linen briefs, there's not a need or a want to hide his own arousal. Viktor ruts himself against the musculature of Brad's now captured thigh, catching the man's bottom lip between his teeth with a smirk to do so.]
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Date: 2024-11-24 07:32 pm (UTC)Brad smiles into their kiss as he feels a familiar firmness with his leg. Yep, that's exactly what he had been hoping for. It seems like Viktor needs this just as badly as Brad does. It's a good thing Brad plans on giving Viktor quite the show then, to make the break in his dry spell something spectacular.
He feels his lip caught by Viktor's teeth, and he chuckles audibly. It's just another thing that makes Viktor attractive. He'll stay captured for a moment before pulling back to murmur something to Viktor.]
It feels like you're already ready, but I wanna give you a show anyway.
[Not that there's much for him to strip off right now, but he still wants to show off a bit to get Viktor worked up.]
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Date: 2024-11-24 07:40 pm (UTC)He lets his fingers loosen and card out of Brad's hair so he's no longer so held in place. Viktor slumps back against the pillow to get the broadest look at the man that he can. He's happy the bruise he left is still there, a mark he could leave, not entirely fleeting. His own lips roll into his mouth, wanting more of Brad's taste to linger on his tongue. The motion stings lightly, Viktor already kiss-bruised from his own aggressive enthusiasm. He wouldn't have it another way,]
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Date: 2024-11-24 08:27 pm (UTC)There. No more interruptions.
[Even if Jayce comes knocking on the door, neither of them will hear it. Nor will Jayce hear them.
Once that's dealt with, he moves to unbutton the top button of his shirt, flashing a sultry look at Viktor as he does so. Viktor better not blink, or else he'll miss something.]
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Date: 2024-11-24 08:35 pm (UTC)[Viktor is watching intently, the focus he gave his notes and study now all directed onto Brad. It is intense, scrutiny mixed with admiration and appreciation. The kind of gaze that would make most flinch. But Brad? No, Brad can surely handle it, drink it in, even.
Viktor suspects they are very compatible as men. Again, rigorous testing is required to prove that theory.
Long fingers reach out and hook into the hemline of Brad's boxers. He doesn't pull them down, only drags the smooth side of his fingernails around the man's hips teasingly, before asking,]
Am I allowed to help?
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Date: 2024-11-24 08:57 pm (UTC)You can, but hold onto those for a minute.
[Boxers come next after the shirt. Or shirts, as it ends up being, because once he ends up dumping his button-up shirt on the ground there's actually a tank top underneath. He grabs the hem of that with both of his hands and raises it just a little bit, showing off a tiny bit of his tight abs. There's scars there too, as there are everywhere on his body, but the bottom of a marking is visible on the right side of his front, starting just below his belly button. So Viktor can only see the points at the end currently, as Brad teases what is to come. Which he does so by wiggling his eyebrows in an exaggerated manner.]
You can touch here too if you want.
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Date: 2024-11-24 09:06 pm (UTC)That is... [Viktor pulls himself up onto his elbows at the reveal. Anything to get his vision closer to it, to study it. His fingers remove from Brad's boxers to run slightly cold fingertips along the shapes with fascination,]
You drew this rune for me, didn't you? What purpose does it have on your skin? [Granted such permanence, it must be important! Significant!
Whoops, Brad better drag him out of Science Mode and back into Sex Mode before he gets completely derailed by unrelated curiosity over magic,]
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Date: 2024-11-24 09:23 pm (UTC)For a moment he's considers spinning some grand tale, but actually decides to go with the truth. He pulls off the tank top entirely to show off the full mark (and the rest of himself) before explaining.]
It's a kind of magic tattoo, and it relates to my work as a Sage's Wizard. I'll tell you about it later, okay?
[In the meantime, Brad will gently take Viktor's wrists to guide them towards his mucles, as if to say "appreciate me here too".]
It'll be a better discussion with that post-nut clarity.
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Date: 2024-11-24 09:32 pm (UTC)His wrist is easily redirected, Viktor opening his fingers to palm over Brad's midsection. So muscular and lean, this mage. He wouldn't think that was the way of magic users, to be so physically fit. Stories always portrayed them as old men of time cracked skin and crispy bears. Nothing like Brad,]
I will ask more later. Is it sensitive? [he asks and does not wait for an answer, because he can test this himself. Viktor had already leaned himself in, so he just goes further with it. Extending his tongue out to hit it before his lips, giving the rune a firmly licky kiss in experimentation of his question,]
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Date: 2024-11-25 03:08 am (UTC)Brad's eyelids flutter and he sighs contentedly as Viktor feels up his chest. Far too often has he been hit, stabbed, and blasted, but it's not too often that he gets these kind of touches anymore. So he lets Viktor touch him as much as he wants, appreciating every moment of it.
Then he feels Viktor lick his marking, and he jumps a little in surprise.]
It's got mana running through it, so yeah.
[He doesn't seem to mind the touch though, once he gets used to it.]
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Date: 2024-11-25 03:25 am (UTC)I can sense it... energy buzzing. A spark. A potential.
[He bites the mark, really sinks his teeth in.
Just that kind of a guy. A boundary pusher until pushed back on. Character flaw, honestly. He could do with more consideration.]
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Date: 2024-11-25 03:37 am (UTC)He used to tease Nero about the sounds he made when Brad bit him on the shoulder, where Nero's mark is. But now he understands, as an embarrassing moan escapes his mouth before he quickly covers it with his hand. He didn't think he could get any harder than he is now, but he has been proven wrong.]
Oi...
[It's not that he hates it, but it feels weirdly good.]
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Date: 2024-11-25 03:44 am (UTC)Such a devious and self satisfied look up to him. Such a lilting playfulness to his heavily accented voice,]
You are pretty cute... you know that? [punctuated well with another lick to trace the divots left by his teeth]
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Date: 2024-11-25 04:12 am (UTC)[For someone who claims to be a top, Brad sure does get flushed and embarrassed easily.
Well if Viktor is going to stay right there, Brad will go ahead and card his fingers through Viktor's hair. Might as well keep touching Viktor while he has his fun.]
Do you wanna prep me or not?
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Date: 2024-11-25 04:21 am (UTC)Ah... I... only have lubricant fit for machines.
[It has really been a long time. Wasn't like he has kept body-safe lube around while he's focused entirely on his work,]
Is that something you can teleport here, oh powerful mage?
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Date: 2024-11-25 04:48 am (UTC)I got something better than that. Hold up your fingers.
[Yeah he absolutely invented a lube spell to help with this process. He'll cast it all over Viktor's fingers if he lets him.]
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Date: 2024-11-25 04:57 am (UTC)Again... I will have more questions, later. [right now, best to not get hung up on it. He drops his arms down around Brad's hips and to his backside. One hand is smoothing along the inner curve of an ass cheek so he can spread it aside. The lubed hand can slide towards his entrance, then.
And what long, elegant, skillful fingers Viktor has. He allows however much lubricant will to drip down and puddle, rubbing it into that tight ring of muscle as it does. Diligent at ever this, hand no longer so shaky as it was the night prior. A good thing they rested first, so Viktor could be properly attentive]
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Date: 2024-11-25 05:25 am (UTC)[More questions can happen after he's satisfied.
He takes a moment to slip off his boxers and toss them aside, revealing just how well he's hung in the process, before settling back and spreading his legs a bit to give Viktor plenty of room to work with. Brad would like to think he can do this without becoming a shaking mess, but it has been a while and Viktor is a man who clearly knows how to use his hands. He has to bite his lip to keep from groaning, but he does stay upright on his knees at least. He's tight, but he knows how to relax himself during the process.]
You really are skilled with your hands, aren't you?
[It takes most of his restraint to keep from sinking down on those fingers purposefully.]
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Date: 2024-11-25 05:33 am (UTC)Seeing Brad's cock freed on his boxers, Viktor could have guessed he'd be well endowed. His arms pull him in flush, so that stiff cock is pressed between their bodies. If Brad wants to sink back into those searching fingers or grind forward into Viktor, he better squirm for it.]
My hands are very... well practiced.
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Date: 2024-11-25 05:45 am (UTC)It does make him squirm though, the indecisiveness between wanting those fingers deeper and some contact on his dick leaving his knees shaking a little. He does rest his arms over Viktor's shoulders, but he's reluctant to put his full weight on Viktor like this. After all, he said he would ride Viktor and he plans on keeping to that. Bradley Bain doesn't go weak in the knees because of some skilled hands playing with his hole.]
F-fuck... you sure are...
[His breath hitches as he feels that stretch within him. This is going to be so good, he's practically shaking from anticipation.]
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Date: 2024-11-25 06:33 pm (UTC)He twirls them around in place, spreading and opening up Brad more at the entrance before delving in further. Viktor's fingers are pretty boney, his knuckles extremely defined and obvious to how deep he's going inside. Two are once, he's gotten to his second knuckle down from the fingertip before he curves them. Searching about, exploratory as ever, confident in delivering such intimate touch.]
Did you underestimate me-? [okay, maybe Viktor will tease with words some. He tilts his head into the crook beneath Brad's jawline, kissing the soft underside there,] People often do...
[judging from Viktor's bemused tone, he's enjoying that in this context. It is fun to surprise and overwhelm a new partner, to satisfy them in ways they couldn't anticipate,]
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Date: 2024-11-26 01:11 am (UTC)[So yes, he did underestimate Viktor. By a lot. He's going to be eating his words later. Though it is a valuable lesson to learn now, when the stakes are relatively low. He'll remember this later, should trouble arise.
Right now Viktor's fingers are curving in just the right direction, and Brad keens as his fingers dig into Viktor's shoulders. He's still trying to hold onto his pride here, and he's not going to admit how twisted up Viktor has him.]
That's- fuck, that's plenty. C'mon V, I know you want it too.
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