[ahrun'ya had a feeling that was how this was going to happen. he grins and shakes his head, and his hands move back to elidibus's chest, fingertips dragging along his collarbone, pectoral, and down. his nails naturally sharpen into fine points, but he retracts them so they don't dig into elidibus's skin]
I knew it. I knew you'd look as beautiful as I imagined.
[breathing a pleased sigh and likewise running his hands across ahrun'ya's skin, carefully between the scars. he's distracted, though, because this is not enough. just a skin deep touch is nowhere nearly enough.]
[ahrun'ya agrees that it's not enough, each touch sending a thrill through his skin, and he shivers palpably. it's been a while since someone--anyone--touched him with intent like this, and he wants more.
with a shaky exhale, he kisses elidibus again, and follows that with a kiss to his jawline, and to his neck, mapping as much as he can with his mouth. he's careful of his sharpened canines, but not too careful, as they still scrape along elidibus's skin]
[his ear twitches at the whisper, and he shivers at the implication--or at least, what he assumes the implication is. he sidles closer, hips slotted against elidibus's; he's straining in his trousers, close enough now that it's obvious. he lifts his head and whispers into elidibus's ear]
[if ahrun'ya was expecting the "deeper touch" to be anything involving his dick, it's going to come as a bit of a shock when elidibus instead pushes a hand into his chest to fondle his soul]
the jolt of surprise has him gasping, going rigid against elidibus. for a moment, his blood runs cold with the thought that perhaps this was all a ruse, all a plot elidibus has been scheming, all to have ahrun'ya vulnerable and trusting so he can hurt him in the name of duty or vengeance.
but... no. no, he can't think like that. elidibus has been sincere this whole time, he knows that. he's felt it in elidibus's smile, in the way he trembled when he was held, in his kiss.
and this... doesn't feel painful. it could, ahrun'ya realizes faintly, if elidibus wished it to. but it doesn't. it feels... far, far more intimate than ahrun'ya has ever felt before. it's electrifying, like someone is caressing every sensitive part of his body all at once. it's terrifying, like being held over the precipice of a massive cavern, waiting to fall. it makes him want to cry, and it makes him want to laugh.
(his soul, of course, is denser than most others, due to it having merged with ardbert's... but it's layered, too, with how many peoples' lives he's touched, bound up in ties of fate. there are scars, yes, but most are healed, smoothed over and faded. it is a soul built from hope, and from love.)
ahrun'ya lets out a shuddering breath against elidibus's neck, trembling all over]
[he says that, but his own breathing has picked up and his racing heartbeat is easily audible this close up. it's a lot for him as well.
even though this manner of touch is nothing new to him, touching this particular soul, even though it is incomplete, even though the memories and experiences imprinted upon it are entirely different - it's still so achingly familiar and wonderful. it's so beautiful that he wants to cry.
no, he is crying, tears of joy and grief and so many other intermingled emotions trailing down his cheeks]
[ahrun'ya clings to him, mouthing incoherently into his neck, tears of his own spilling onto elidibus's skin]
Themis... Themis, Themis...
[his breath hitches, and he can only murmur elidibus's name like a mantra. and even though he was trying to be careful earlier, his nails dig into elidibus's back as he loses himself to the feeling of his soul being touched]
It's so... so much...
[he can't bring himself to ask elidibus to stop, though--not yet]
[he doesn't want to stop. he wants to trace every contour of this soul, wants to go further, mix their aether together and become one and just stay like that forever.
he doesn't do that, instead just keeping to a light caress. a more cautious part of him notes that this is probably better anyway. this way he doesn't have to share too much of the unsightliness of his own soul, a thing wounded by being torn out of a primal and worn down by millennia of pain and sadness.]
[he doesn't want elidibus to stop, either. but he can feel himself unraveling, can feel his every being crying out in elation and pain in equal measure, and he lets out a choked-off sob into elidibus's neck]
[ahrun'ya nearly crumples, his entire body trembling, his tail poofed out and wrapped around his leg. he lifts his head to look elidibus in the eyes, his own blown out and red at the edges, tears streaked across his face. he looks flushed and disheveled, catching his breath]
No... no, don't--don't apologize. You just... surprised me.
[lifts a shaky hand to touch his cheek, thumbing at the wetness there]
You can do it again. Just... give me a bit... to recover.
[ahrun'ya would concur with any plans to dishevel him. he kisses clumsily up elidibus's neck to his jawline, and lingers on his lips before he has to take a breath again]
[wrapping his arms around ahrun'ya to hold him, gentle but firm, and pressing a kiss to his temple]
How to describe what defies description? ...Your inner being is beautiful even beyond what I could have expected. There is so much love and hope within you, so many fates that have touched your own. It's breathtaking.
[leans into him, as his legs feel unsteady right now. he makes a soft noise at the kiss, tail de-poofing and uncoiling from his leg so it can sway back and forth]
I... am a little jealous you got to feel that.
[he doesn't know if elidibus would even want ahrun'ya to be able to touch his soul, so he doesn't admit to wanting to--just the experience of it, in general. he chuckles weakly]
I'll admit, it's not exactly what I pictured when I imagined having you inside me.
[smooth, ahrun'ya. he nuzzles at elidibus's cheek]
[he parts his lips and juts his hips into elidibus's, unable to hide his erection nor particularly wanting to. his tail coils around elidibus's wrist loosely]
[his hands drag down elidibus's front, fingers splayed to feel his skin, and then slides down between them to press his hand to the front of elidibus's pants so he can rub him through the fabric]
Because I want... all of you. I want to feel every ilm of you. And I want you to have me, however you want. You don't have to hold back with me--I can take whatever you dish out.
[even though he just told elidibus that the soul-touching is a bit much, he's still grinning, lopsided]
[ahrun'ya nuzzles his cheek, places a soft kiss there]
I said I want all of you and I meant it. I'll accept it all--I promise.
[he means it, too; even if he ends up feeling uncertain or overwhelmed, like with the soul-touching, he can't imagine denying elidibus this connection with him]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
I knew it. I knew you'd look as beautiful as I imagined.
no subject
no subject
with a shaky exhale, he kisses elidibus again, and follows that with a kiss to his jawline, and to his neck, mapping as much as he can with his mouth. he's careful of his sharpened canines, but not too careful, as they still scrape along elidibus's skin]
no subject
I... would touch you more deeply. If you are willing.
[it's barely a whisper, but with ahrun'ya kissing his neck put his ears at the perfect height to hear him clearly]
no subject
I'm willing.
no subject
no subject
the jolt of surprise has him gasping, going rigid against elidibus. for a moment, his blood runs cold with the thought that perhaps this was all a ruse, all a plot elidibus has been scheming, all to have ahrun'ya vulnerable and trusting so he can hurt him in the name of duty or vengeance.
but... no. no, he can't think like that. elidibus has been sincere this whole time, he knows that. he's felt it in elidibus's smile, in the way he trembled when he was held, in his kiss.
and this... doesn't feel painful. it could, ahrun'ya realizes faintly, if elidibus wished it to. but it doesn't. it feels... far, far more intimate than ahrun'ya has ever felt before. it's electrifying, like someone is caressing every sensitive part of his body all at once. it's terrifying, like being held over the precipice of a massive cavern, waiting to fall. it makes him want to cry, and it makes him want to laugh.
(his soul, of course, is denser than most others, due to it having merged with ardbert's... but it's layered, too, with how many peoples' lives he's touched, bound up in ties of fate. there are scars, yes, but most are healed, smoothed over and faded. it is a soul built from hope, and from love.)
ahrun'ya lets out a shuddering breath against elidibus's neck, trembling all over]
T... themis...
no subject
Tell me if it becomes too much.
[he says that, but his own breathing has picked up and his racing heartbeat is easily audible this close up. it's a lot for him as well.
even though this manner of touch is nothing new to him, touching this particular soul, even though it is incomplete, even though the memories and experiences imprinted upon it are entirely different - it's still so achingly familiar and wonderful. it's so beautiful that he wants to cry.
no, he is crying, tears of joy and grief and so many other intermingled emotions trailing down his cheeks]
no subject
Themis... Themis, Themis...
[his breath hitches, and he can only murmur elidibus's name like a mantra. and even though he was trying to be careful earlier, his nails dig into elidibus's back as he loses himself to the feeling of his soul being touched]
It's so... so much...
[he can't bring himself to ask elidibus to stop, though--not yet]
no subject
he doesn't do that, instead just keeping to a light caress. a more cautious part of him notes that this is probably better anyway. this way he doesn't have to share too much of the unsightliness of his own soul, a thing wounded by being torn out of a primal and worn down by millennia of pain and sadness.]
...Should I stop?
no subject
Y... yes--stop...!
no subject
[and with that, he pulls his hand away, not permitting any reluctance to slow him down]
...My apologies. I was too eager.
no subject
No... no, don't--don't apologize. You just... surprised me.
[lifts a shaky hand to touch his cheek, thumbing at the wetness there]
You can do it again. Just... give me a bit... to recover.
no subject
You were naturally unprepared. It was irresponsible of me to fail to account for that.
[but there is a bit of a thrill in him at seeing ahrun'ya like this and knowing it's because of him. it would be nice to dishevel him even further.]
no subject
What... did it feel like?
no subject
How to describe what defies description? ...Your inner being is beautiful even beyond what I could have expected. There is so much love and hope within you, so many fates that have touched your own. It's breathtaking.
no subject
I... am a little jealous you got to feel that.
[he doesn't know if elidibus would even want ahrun'ya to be able to touch his soul, so he doesn't admit to wanting to--just the experience of it, in general. he chuckles weakly]
I'll admit, it's not exactly what I pictured when I imagined having you inside me.
[smooth, ahrun'ya. he nuzzles at elidibus's cheek]
So, is this... how the Ancients made love?
no subject
[chuckling a little]
Oh, we performed the same physical acts the rest of you do.
[kissing his cheek as if to demonstrate]
That was just an additional kind of intimacy, not... part of the standard process.
no subject
It felt... incredible. I want you to do it again, just... when I've caught my breath.
[kisses elidibus's cheek back]
... you're welcome to steal my breath in other ways, though.
no subject
That I am glad to hear. I want to steal your breath in as many ways as I can.
[slides his hands doooooooooown ahrun'ya's back to cup his ass :>]
no subject
Am I invited to do the same, for you?
no subject
You are. Emphatically so, in fact.
no subject
[his hands drag down elidibus's front, fingers splayed to feel his skin, and then slides down between them to press his hand to the front of elidibus's pants so he can rub him through the fabric]
Because I want... all of you. I want to feel every ilm of you. And I want you to have me, however you want. You don't have to hold back with me--I can take whatever you dish out.
[even though he just told elidibus that the soul-touching is a bit much, he's still grinning, lopsided]
no subject
Are you quite certain? I will not hesitate to give you my all.
no subject
I said I want all of you and I meant it. I'll accept it all--I promise.
[he means it, too; even if he ends up feeling uncertain or overwhelmed, like with the soul-touching, he can't imagine denying elidibus this connection with him]
(no subject)
(no subject)