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How Rook's body conflicts with the beating of his heart is fascinating. How his skin can be so flushed and his desire so clear in Jade's palm yet his pulse keep so steady... he's a little jealous, if he's honest. His own cold blood feels like it's rushing in comparison, especially as he lets his mouth close over Rook's pulse.

He moans against the throat between his teeth, the tips digging in a bit from the way his jaws move at the sound. A second set of teeth barely prickles against Rook's Adam's apple as the merman swallows. Jade's arousal practically betrays him with his need, so easily gliding heavy and slick into the hunter's hand. Even as a man Jade is impressive, but it's nothing compared to the length of such a thick, softly-ridged appendage dripping on Rook's fingers now. He wants to edge himself more against the hand working over his slit, but he stills in favor of yanking at the buckle of the other's belt.

Soft needy sounds only pitch higher as fangs draw blood, and even more emerge from nowhere to graze against his throat, tantalizingly close to piercing skin as well; Jade will find him a slick mess by the time he manages to work his belt loose and free him from his pants. How could he not be so eager, finding himself utterly at Jade's mercy? Having such a gorgeous cock gliding into his hand like it belongs there?

He's so big..... Even determined to be good, Rook can't help but ache to have it inside him. Rook wraps his hand around Jade's cock to start stroking instead, slow and deliberate; the fingers on his free hand curl as well, this time experimentally dragging his nails lightly over Jade's slit.

The texture of Jade's hand differs from a human's even without the thick layer of hydrating and protective mucous that coats him. His fingers wrap around Rook once he's free, offering a few slow strokes of his own to spread what mess the other's already produced along his length. His hand looks so large in comparison, but as he runs the tip along the webbing between his fingers he finds that he likes it.

Teeth are replaced with tongue even though biting down harder is all that he wants in the moment. To leave a mark so busted and bruised that even the bandana around the hunter's neck wouldn't be able to obscure it from even non-prying eyes.

Jade lets out a small gasp against Rook's throat at the difference in sensations, but his attention to his throat stays strong despite it. His slit twitching beneath the blunt nails dragging along it, the skin there already sensitive even without the constant attention. His arousal throbs in the hunter's hand, each backstroke only earning him more slick practically spilling from his tip. "Is it too much?"

It's a wildly different texture than he's used to, when his own hands are normally so dry and calloused. So soft and slick..... Jade feels amazing. Not just wrapped around his cock, but touching him at all is just..... unreal. It's hard to think of anything beyond how much more he wants. He wants to be entirely swallowed up by Jade's coils, with that massive, beautiful cock buried so deep inside him that he can't do anything but beg to be fucked and marked and claimed, until nobody could possibly mistake whose property he is.

It's all overwhelming. That wet heat soothing the stinging nicks against his throat, the cool slime Jade is working over his cock, how deliciously reactive Jade's cock and slit are to his every touch..... Rook's touches only grow more heated as his own arousal grows, gaze unfocused with lust. It's already probably too much, but that doesn't change how desperately he wants more. Why should he listen to his limits, when pushing them only this much already feels so good? "It's perfect. You're perfect."

Being wanted like this... it's a different feeling. Rook's words only pulling more of his natural fluids into his hands. Both his slit and cock steadily weeping now, his tail curling to brush against the hunter's body more. Pressing thick and heavy against his abdomen and thigh, brushing against the arousal in Jade's hand in passing as it twists around Rook's chest and holds. It's a tight squeeze, but he's careful not to bend his ribs too much.

He'd hate to break him even if every instinct in him tells him to squeeze him so tight that he couldn't escape even with force. Jade kisses him again as he strokes Rook's length faster, the claw of his thumb teasing the leaking slit on the tip.

When he finally leaves the blond's throat he finds that watching his senpai like this is addicting. A new side of humanity he's never gotten to see before--one not so easily discovered by simply prying eyes from how private it is. The expression on Rook's face, the hue on his cheeks, the way his pupils twitch in a way that shows just how lost in it all it is. His own arousal twists in Rook's hand, tip curling just slightly against his wrist in a small bid to keep himself somewhat in control for the moment. Mismatched eyes attentive even as Jade struggles to decide where he wants to look on Rook's body. He settles on his face, in the end. "You're stunning..."

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