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Were you, now?

[Rook lets out a shaky sigh, cock twitching eagerly beneath Jade's thumb. Not exactly as mobile as a tentacle, is it? Nor as reactive, without a merman's heightened sensitivity. Even so, his thighs still part to let Jade's palms slide over them more easily, hips rolling slowly and deliberately against Jade's to enjoy the press of the man's arousal beneath him.]

I seem to recall something about a knife.....

I was well aware that you could handle something so simple. It isn't as if I shot multiple arrows at you...

[ Or even hit him... or ruined his bag and notebook before stealing said knife, for that matter. Jade didn't even get to keep one of the arrows... not that he minded that as much. It is important to leave the forest as much like itself as possible, after all. Nothing like that left behind even if Jade does occasionally find the earth reclaiming such things beautiful in a way.

Rook's legs spreading is an invitation that the merman immediately leaps upon. Hand moving between such strong thighs to cup him through the lacey fabric. The grinding down only helping Jade's hand indirectly stroke him as he admires him. He would have to change how he handles him a bit, but... ]

Would you rather I had hid and waited for you to find me?

Ahahaha! A fair point, if I were actually firing at you to begin with. I wonder how you would fare handling a bow, hmmm?

[Jade's core and legs are strong, as befitting such a sleek, powerful merman..... but what of a weapon that demands such upper body strength? Floyd would probably be able to handle larger bows with a higher draw, but would he have the precision to aim well? Jade might be handy with a lighter bow, if he felt any desire to get the hang of it.....

His musing is interrupted by a hand curving over him; Rook sucks in a sharp breath, thighs immediately closing around Jade's hand--or as well as they can, at least, when he's still straddling him--as heat pulses against his palm. Oh, that's good..... Maybe he had been just a little more affected by Jade's pleasure than he had realized.]

I would have flushed you out like a bloodhound. Surely you don't think you could successfully hide from me?

Hmhm...~

[ Rook's legs may try to stop him, but thanks to his straddling position the 'closing' of his legs is relatively ineffective. It does cause Jade's hand to linger against him, but it doesn't stop how warm the merman's hand is against him or the way his fingers brush against him. His hips roll a little up against him--to help, of course, since he seems to have frozen up.

His other hand stays politely on one of the hunter's thighs now. Offering slow, careful squeezes not unlike what the older boy had been giving his own moments ago. ]

Now I am curious how you would have reacted had I not fled...

[ Would things have gone all that much differently? Perhaps instead of water, mud and algae it could have been blood, sweat, and leaves or dirt caked in blond hair. ]

Hmmmm~? I would have watched you, of course. Just as I always do.

[It seems simple enough, if you ask him. Jade not fleeing simply meant that he went about his business, wouldn't he? Finding fungi and gathering his terrarium materials, aware of the hunter shadowing his every movement the whole time..... It would have been a delicious tension between them, each aware of the other, a standoff until one of them finally made the first move. Perhaps if Jade had called him out of hiding, it would have ended up the way Jade imagines? Perhaps it still could, if their next chase doesn't end up going into the water.

Isn't he supposed to be the one with magic hands, tonight? There's a subtle difference in the feel of the lace as Jade teases him, the first spot of damp cloth blossoming under his fingers where arousal starts beading at his tip. This time, he presses down onto Jade more firmly, muscles sliding beneath his hands, green eyes visibly darkening as he stares down at him.]

I'm not a bad equestrian, you know..... Shall I show you how well I ride?

[ Jade's fingertip immediately hones in on the wet difference of fabric, pressing gently on the material to enjoy the way Rook's tip feels beneath it. How wet, soft, and how it moves from such a simple touch... It's a different sensation entirely from the coiling, slick tendril that so intimately twisted and writhed inside of Jade not that long ago.

The hunter's shifts his weight down against him it pulls a pleased hum from Jade, his hands begrudgingly removing themselves from Rook's body a moment later. ]

Impress me, then...

Oh là là, I'll really need to give you a show to remember if I mean to impress you, won't I? Here's hoping I can meet your expectations.

[And a show he will give him, in that case. Rook reaches for a fresh coating of oil before he (more reluctantly than he'd like to admit) slides out of Jade's lap, instead sprawling out opposite from him. Given how rude Jade had been taught nudity was for humans, what must he think now, seeing Rook spread his legs for him? Seeing silk pooling around his hips and lace get tugged to the side, baring himself so Jade can watch as he starts working himself open?

This is Jade's reward, after all. Perhaps the next time he chases Jade through the mountains, he'll get to take him, instead. Who knows? It really could be anyone's game, at this point.]

[ There's a difference to it, he thinks. They are in private company, but as he watches the hunter's skilled fingers pull aside such fragile fabric for something so positively lewd. It's different than grabbing his cock... more personal. Rook's skilled fingers starting to disappear into himself and it occurs to Jade to watch.

It's a part of human anatomy he'd considered, but not like this. Would his size cause the hunter discomfort like this?

Not that it likely wasn't even when it was a siphon he was burying himself into. Maybe it would have made the stretch of his true form's hole feel a little less uncomfortable initially. Hm... ]

Does it feel different?

[ Rook was a virgin when he slept with him the first time, but that didn't mean he never played intimately with himself. He wants to do more than watch, but... well, if he wants to replicate this by himself later, he should learn what he can, right? ]

[This, at least, thankfully isn't new territory for him. Restless and active as he is, endlessly searching for novel experiences to broaden his horizons, is it any wonder he would take the time to play and explore? Knowing as he does now just how big Jade is, well.....

He hadn't exactly managed to keep the presence of mind necessary to take Jade comfortably, last time--or let Jade take him comfortably, for that matter. He's not going to make that mistake tonight; Rook is thorough and systematic as he works, breathing carefully controlled and eyes lingering on Jade's face.]

Different? It's certainly less satisfying than having you, to say the least. But if you can stand to wait long enough, everything feels much better in the end.

[ Just because he's choosing to be patient, doesn't mean that he needs to remain completely idle. Jade's larger body turns, propping himself up on an elbow so he can more properly admire the care Rook takes in preparing himself. Fingers working himself open with practiced care even as his eyes remain so calm. Almost as if his arousal doesn't bother him nearly as much as it bothers the merman.

Perhaps it comes with experience, but he suspects it is just something to do with how Rook is... Rook.

Jade's hand comes to rest on one of the blond's spread legs, tracing slowly against the skin of his inner thigh--closer to his knee than anywhere he might disrupt the hunter's work. ]

I see... I wonder if I would have the time to test it out myself.

[ There is the glaring 'sleeps in the same room as his brother' issue, after all. ]

If I did this on the mountain, I doubt I would be alone.

[ His fingers inch up a little, thumb brushing against the new space. ]

Mmmm.....

[Jade really is trying to distract him, isn't it? The way those fingers are creeping up his thigh..... For shame. They do more to make him shiver than his own fingers do, at any rate, more to make his impatience flare up than mere desire alone ever could.

After all, nature abhors a vacuum, doesn't it? In his youth and isolation, his blood had always seemed to run cold. The world had simply been the world, then--vast, strange, daunting, incomprehensible, monolithic. Something to be watched at arm's length, through a pane of glass, like studying a textbook. Nothing really held any inherent meaning in and of itself, save in context, in connection. Once those connections were made manifest, though--once that pane of glass had shattered, and the world was free to reach through and seize him by the throat--

Suddenly, it was abundantly obvious how everything was connected. Suddenly, there was nothing but those bonds, nothing but that meaning that flowed through them, nothing but the beauty that seemed to hold the world together--and to hold him fast to the world, an integral part of it at last, just as it did for everything else.

Rook grins, free hand spreading in an expansive shrug. Does Jade really want to fumble through trying it himself just from watching someone else, when he could have them demonstrate on him instead?]

You could be alone enough. But wouldn't you rather have company? A helping hand to show you how, perhaps?

[ A hike through the mountains that ends with him grinding against Rook's fingers doesn't sound bad. In his favorite place with one of his people and a new experience... He doubts he'd have the time to practice or experiment much with himself with his job and dorm-share partner, but with how thorough the hunter's slicked fingers work himself over to spread and soften himself he can't imagine it going poorly. Though it's easier to imagine his head held down against the dirt with hands all over him; his target's form leaning over his body to whisper in detail just how long he'd been admiring him that day. ]

I do enjoy your company. It would be wise to do it right...

[ The merman's hand continues to creep up the hunter's thigh until he can shift some of the silk fabric draping Rook's hips. The full view of the blond's arousal straining against the thin, laced cloth while his fingers work himself... Jade finds himself having to turn his eyes away.

He should make himself useful, shouldn't he? So his hand begrudgingly leaves a warm thigh to join the other in hooking into the waistband of his own last remaining clothing. ]

As I thought~

[It's a nice thought, isn't it? Jade pinned down in the dirt, sweet nothings whispered in his ear, grinding on his fingers until he's humbled enough to beg for his cock..... Or maybe back in the water, clawing desperately at slick mud as his hole is worked open but given nothing but his mouth?

Rook can't help the flicker of disappointment, finding the warmth of that hand retreating. If it's really necessary, though..... Jade can look without touching--assuming Jade does keep looking, after so fully baring him like this. If it means he ends up on top of Jade sooner than later, it's worth it.]

Are you ready?

[ Body bared, Jade settles once again with his back against the bed.

His heart may beat slower than a humans, but it is certainly much less calm than Rook's right now. Though he has grown rather used to that, but he's found he doesn't mind it so much. The enjoyment of kissing a throat with such a steady pulse thrumming beneath his lips is a pleasant treat. While he thinks he'd like it even more if it were racing, it's likely in Rook's best interest not to cater to his primal instincts in that particular way. ]

I thought you would never ask.

[It may not be in his best interests, but it's hardly something he would be uninterested in, seeing Jade at his most raw and primal. Perhaps that's something to look forward to--how utterly Jade might overcome him, the day his composure and self-control are finally completely shattered? He hardly intends to make it easy for him, but perhaps that will make Jade's eventual victory all the sweeter, knowing exactly how hard-fought it was.

Once more, Rook moves to straddle Jade, slick fingers wrapping around him to give him a few long, firm strokes to coat his length thoroughly. They're as ready as they'll ever be; Rook takes a deep breath and starts sinking down onto Jade's cock, the hem of his robe draping over Jade's hips to obscure the show. Thoroughly prepared like this, it's nearly effortless--he takes Jade in one slow, steady stroke. Even so, taking him as a human now..... it's even more apparent just how big he is, with a body less suited to accommodating and molding around it.

A moment to adjust to how thoroughly he's being split open, and Rook digs his knees into the mattress to start moving. First a trot, then a canter, so to speak--even the best horse and rider need time to build momentum, no matter how eager he already is to reach a full gallop. And this is new to them both, isn't it?]

[ It's quite a feat to keep his hips still as Rook takes him; it's instinct to buck up into him or dig his claws into the soft fabric covering his hips to force themselves together faster--more.

Yet Jade simply breathes as every inch of himself slowly disappears behind a curtain of violet. His eyelids heavy as his hands move to rest on the vice's thighs. Not roughly or with intent to hold, but just to touch him in the moment as he settles. It's a different feeling that when he took Rook back in the lake. A different type of softness in the way his partner spreads around him--it lacks the smooth, tightness of a part of him that wasn't meant to be entered, but somehow he feels so much tighter. ]

Ah--

[ Jade's fingers dig into Rook's thighs when he starts to move, his eyes moving from spread thighs, tented gown, up to the hunter's face. Intently watching his expression as the speed of how he impales himself increases. ]

You... look wonderful.

[It's so much better than any fingers or toy could ever hope to feel. This is what he's been missing this whole time. Rook moans in earnest as he sinks down onto Jade, muscles sliding and clenching rhythmically beneath clenched fingers as his pace only grows harder and faster still. He stares down at Jade in rapt admiration, not even bothering to hide his bliss as a canter becomes a full gallop--if Jade were to finally allow himself to buck up into him, how much difference would it make? Rook is clearly already caught up in the pleasure of taking Jade with as much force as he can muster by his own efforts.]

Th-thank you. If only you could see yourself now.....

[ His hands eagerly begin to roam as Rook finds his rhythm, one sliding beneath the gown blocking his view in favor of brushing over a strong abdomen. The fingers don't linger long in favor of trailing further up to give an appreciative squeeze of a muscular pec, his thumb brushing over the nipple he finds there before giving a decisive tweak. Could he manage to throw the blond out of his concentrated efforts or would he crumble himself long before they managed to get to that point?

A moan escapes Jade that is quickly blocked by his opposite hand coming up to cover his mouth. The heat surrounding him, the way Rook's body grips him so tightly... A curse escapes him, but the sound emitted is a far cry from human. ]

A-ah--

[It feels like Jade's touch is leaving electricity in its wake, nerves sparking beneath his fingertips. Harsh panting melts into a moan of his own as Jade toys with his nipple, but he doesn't yet falter--if anything, it only seems to encourage him. Rook's thighs tighten around Jade's hips, leaning more weight onto the hands braced against Jade's chest to ease the ride.]

[ Oh, he can already tell he's in trouble from the familiar twist in his stomach. So strongly amplified by such attentive care even before Rook took him straight to the hilt. It's different like this, but as his hips finally start to rut up to meet the crash of Rook's body with every thrust it's easy to enjoy.

A hand makes its way into blond hair, eagerly attempting to pull him down to press their lips together. His opposite hand never still in its exploration of skin and scars. Eager to feel as much of his partner as possible while avoiding what he really wants to touch. It's so tempting to wrap his hand around (at this point) a barely concealed cock to thoroughly stroke and admire him--to learn every sensitive spot that makes Rook tighten around him on reflex... but he's selfish. Eager to drive the hunter to pieces with nothing more than his own arousal splitting him in two. ]

Mmmm--!

[Taking him in hand, when he's already this turned on? He would probably have lost himself far too quickly for Jade to explore enough to be satisfied with what he finds. Instead, Rook is simply dragged down against Jade's chest with barely any effort at all, clenching around Jade with a ragged gasp as the changed position pierces him at an entirely new angle.

How can he bear it, drowning in Jade's kisses, feeling Jade give in to his desire, being filled so utterly that every stroke makes him see stars? Rook closes his eyes and surrenders himself to the pleasure, pace mounting into something downright desperate, every violent thrust forcing wordless pleas from his lips as he strives to take Jade faster, deeper, harder--

It's lucky for them both that Jade's lips muffle his cry, once he falls apart in the merman's arms. And it's lucky for Jade that he hadn't bothered to undress him; after all, it's only those flimsy layers of silk and lace keeping him from being covered in cum as well, as Rook melts against his chest.]

[ The word that comes to mind is 'stunning'.

Everything about Rook is all consuming. The way his lips feel when they part against his own, the warmth of his breath hot against his mouth combined with the heat of his body covering and surrounding him. All of that while their bodies so eagerly crash together like waves against a rocky shore. It pulls Jade over a few moments after Rook--his hands clutching so tightly to the hunter's body wherever they happen to fall... if he bruises, would he be scolded?

Or would the mess he leaves in his wake demand more of Rook's attention?

Fingertips trail down the blond's back as Jade focuses solely on catching his breath, slender fingers dipping down behind him to brush over where they are so deeply connected. He's hesitant to remove himself, but fortunately the hunter's body collapsed so completely on top of him gives him some time to just bask in the moment. ]

[How could he possibly complain about Jade leaving bruises, when it feels so incredible? When they'll surely be hidden from view? If he minded a bit of soreness, he never would have been so eager to have Jade fucking him to begin with, when their chase had first come to such an intimate end. Far more likely that he'll be preoccupied with cleaning up the mess they've left behind, so he won't wake up sticky and uncomfortable.....

If he does anything at all, that is. For the moment, all the excitement and being woken up in the middle of the night seems to be catching up with him; Rook simply purrs in utter contentment under Jade's caress, eyes fighting to stay open as he melts against him.]

[ For a few long moments Jade doesn't move, focusing instead on coiling his arms around the body on top of him. It's different than when they were entangled so tightly in the lake before with a warmth almost unfamiliar. It isn't like Floyd clinging to his tail or legs in his sleep as an instinct to keep from being pulled away by the tide or even the way they'd nestle together in the fierce winters that managed to chill even colder waters...

Removing himself pulls a shiver, but the adjustment for their continued comfort almost immediately pays off. All the fatigue in Jade's large limbs and muscles finally seeming to take hold.

Drifting off feels strange with someone besides Floyd or Azul around... normally his instincts refused to let him when others were lurking nearby. At least not as deeply as he falls now with the hunter in his arms. Thoughts of work and contracts slipping away as easily from his mind as sand from dry hands. ]

Mm...

[ But morning is another feeling entirely. His body and eyelids so heavy he almost doesn't want to force them to move. Yet the light creeping in through the window is already enough to give him a grim reminder: flight class.

The small groan of displeasure from his face in the pillow is truly regrettable. ]

[You know what they say, don't you, Jade? Early to bed, and early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise! The sun rose a while ago, and Rook rose with it. He's already snuck off for a shower, careful to let Jade sleep as long as his body needs to; now, he's dressed in athletic wear down on the floor, getting some quality morning self-care in.

How about it, Jade? Want to join him? Doesn't he look so peaceful and calm, meditatively loosening up for flight class like this? Days when they have PE first are probably his favorites.]

Edited 2024-04-17 22:01 (UTC)

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