[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.
This is me being rusty... wait until I get all warmed up.
[Setting expectations high, now, but Viktor feels very pleasantly in control here. Brad is falling apart in his arms, digging into him, writhing and keening for more. Wrapped so wonderfully around his fingers. Viktor presses in to pet at that spot he's sure is driving the man to such reactions. And what can Viktor say... he loves to push buttons.]
Mmm, no. No, I do not think so. [Request denied, stern as he usually is with his work-] You need to loosen up around at least three before we proceed.
[Which, speaking of, he'll give Brad's prostate a break to slip his fingers back away... so he can add that third digit in,]
[He doesn't complain about the loss of fingers though, instead just letting out a sigh as his hands relax. He shifts his arms so they're draped loosely around Viktor's back, hugging him instead of clutching his shoulders.
When three fingers slip in next, his breath hitches and his hips roll down to push them in deeper.]
[In deep his fingers go, Viktor pushing them in to his last knuckle to stuff Brad full. His other hand grips the man's ass cheek tight on one side, not wanting him to slip away.]
I wouldn't want to go... too easy on you. [This may be to prepare Brad so he's not too uncomfortable, but Viktor can't consider this too easy. Especially not once he bites Brad on the side of his neck again, leaving a new hickey up from the first. Especially not once he drags his hand away and then back inside, finger fucking Brad while holding him as tight as he could,]
[He can't suppress the groan that comes out of him when Viktor leaves that hickey on his neck. Getting assaulted by pleasure on both fronts like that is just plain unfair. But once Viktor seems to be complete with his work, Brad will shift his arms so he can slip his fingers under Viktor's chin.]
Y'know, I was supposed to leave a hickey on your neck too.
[Which he does a moment later, dipping his head so he can bite and suck at the soft skin of Viktor's neck. He's putting it high enough to be seen over that collar too, there will be no hiding this later.]
[Hands all over each other, bodies flushed and burning hot, trading hickeys... Viktor can't say he's had such good sex in a long, long time. Of course, it's not ending here, couldn't possibly. His throat bobs beneath Brad's lips and teeth, Viktor swallowing hard at the sensation. There's no thought, not yet, on how it will look to others. All he's thinking about is how damn good it feels.
His fingers slip from Bradley one more time, wiping off on the sheets besides them as he gasps out,]
Go on. Ride me. Like you promised. [the hand gripping Brad's ass cheek lets go, just to flatten and strike him with a resounding spank in the closed off room. So demanding, this academic is. So brash and brazen. All because he knows what he wants, has no fear in making those desires into commands]
[It feels almost painful, to have those fingers removed without relief, but he knows better things are to come. He can be patient for a few more moments.
That spank surprises him though, and he actually lets out a yelp.]
-asshole!
[He shoves Viktor back against the bed in response.]
Now you gotta keep your hands to yourself while I take care of things.
[That's the 'punishment', at least until Bradley forgets about it and wants to be touched. Speaking of taking care of things though, he's getting a bit of that magic lube on his own hand so he can coat Viktor's dick in it.]
[Viktor falls backwards easily, again bouncing lightly against the mattress as he hits it. No harm, of course, and he's absolutely not getting himself back up now. Flat on his back is just fine, comfortable even.
He does very much look to Brad's face. What is his reaction going to be when he slips Viktor's briefs down and finds he's well and truly hung. Three fingers was definitely necessary preparation. Brad is a bit taller than him, but they're probably equal in this regard despite that. Viktor just looks self satisfied and flushed, lifting his hands with fingers together and palms up, surrender, surrender,]
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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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Date: 2024-11-26 01:43 am (UTC)[Setting expectations high, now, but Viktor feels very pleasantly in control here. Brad is falling apart in his arms, digging into him, writhing and keening for more. Wrapped so wonderfully around his fingers. Viktor presses in to pet at that spot he's sure is driving the man to such reactions. And what can Viktor say... he loves to push buttons.]
Mmm, no. No, I do not think so. [Request denied, stern as he usually is with his work-] You need to loosen up around at least three before we proceed.
[Which, speaking of, he'll give Brad's prostate a break to slip his fingers back away... so he can add that third digit in,]
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Date: 2024-11-26 04:31 am (UTC)[He doesn't complain about the loss of fingers though, instead just letting out a sigh as his hands relax. He shifts his arms so they're draped loosely around Viktor's back, hugging him instead of clutching his shoulders.
When three fingers slip in next, his breath hitches and his hips roll down to push them in deeper.]
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Date: 2024-11-26 04:43 am (UTC)I wouldn't want to go... too easy on you. [This may be to prepare Brad so he's not too uncomfortable, but Viktor can't consider this too easy. Especially not once he bites Brad on the side of his neck again, leaving a new hickey up from the first. Especially not once he drags his hand away and then back inside, finger fucking Brad while holding him as tight as he could,]
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Date: 2024-11-26 05:15 am (UTC)Y'know, I was supposed to leave a hickey on your neck too.
[Which he does a moment later, dipping his head so he can bite and suck at the soft skin of Viktor's neck. He's putting it high enough to be seen over that collar too, there will be no hiding this later.]
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Date: 2024-11-26 05:25 am (UTC)His fingers slip from Bradley one more time, wiping off on the sheets besides them as he gasps out,]
Go on. Ride me. Like you promised. [the hand gripping Brad's ass cheek lets go, just to flatten and strike him with a resounding spank in the closed off room. So demanding, this academic is. So brash and brazen. All because he knows what he wants, has no fear in making those desires into commands]
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Date: 2024-11-26 05:39 am (UTC)That spank surprises him though, and he actually lets out a yelp.]
-asshole!
[He shoves Viktor back against the bed in response.]
Now you gotta keep your hands to yourself while I take care of things.
[That's the 'punishment', at least until Bradley forgets about it and wants to be touched. Speaking of taking care of things though, he's getting a bit of that magic lube on his own hand so he can coat Viktor's dick in it.]
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Date: 2024-11-26 05:48 am (UTC)He does very much look to Brad's face. What is his reaction going to be when he slips Viktor's briefs down and finds he's well and truly hung. Three fingers was definitely necessary preparation. Brad is a bit taller than him, but they're probably equal in this regard despite that. Viktor just looks self satisfied and flushed, lifting his hands with fingers together and palms up, surrender, surrender,]
Haah... I will leave the rest to you.
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Date: 2024-11-26 06:12 am (UTC)Shit, it's no wonder you wanted me to take three fingers.
[And yes, he knows he's supposed to be slicking up Viktor's cock now, but he needs a moment to just. Line their dicks up. And see who's bigger.
They are close enough in size that it's hard to tell.]
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