[ Already, he sees the difference in control. He can't... even pretend that Gilgamesh is "servicing" versus "conditioning". Hearing his name said like it in between everything causes him to have his fingers dig and twist until they are taut with the fabric both in pleasure and in an attempt to mentally resist drowning any further.
...This is unfair. After this, how care he desire anything less than this perfect man? Don't do this to him. ]
Nn... h...ple...as...e... I—nee...ah...n...
[ —He's really so pretty to look at, though, even with cock in his mouth. If he asks him to go faster, he'll lose the sight.
(He wants to get off, though, not be teased. Not be further put under, because yes, he sees what Gilgamesh is trying to weave but he's far too gone to do anything about it. That doesn't mean he wants Gilgamesh messing with him so bad he becomes a slave because he can't get enough of him.
None of this has ever been his choice, that distant voice soothes as it suddenly feels like it's whispering over his shoulder looking on at the same sight he is. It's best to follow the wishes and enjoy this, how it feels, and who he is with—his body is too far gone, anyway, for resisting to be anything beyond his own thoughts-- at least until he goes crazy from hearing himself in nothing but pleasure as he indulges endlessly in it.)
This really is like a spell, a hypnotism, a curse. It's as if it's literally training him that this is the way to do it, the way to make sure Gilgamesh is always pleased with these actions and he thus takes to commit them to memory. To see a dragon subdued by any man--be they part divine or not--is a rare sight. It's a state they would never willingly fall into. It is also a state that very few would ever wish not to see them in for their sensuality and presentation of their lust.
Masamune is good to not overreact, but he doesn't try to stifle any soft moans or other sounds of pleasure, either. It feels good, so good, why shouldn't he let it go unknown? He watches now from his position: head tilted to one side, cheek pressed into the pillows, his gaze clouded with lust and his breathing heavy as his chest rises and falls in consistency with his aroused state and heart rate. All in all, an attractive little presentation, especially considering if Gilgamesh retreated, it's accompanied by a hard cock that makes no attempt to conceal itself and its hard swollen state. He is at a plateau of being further sexually stimulated, but he's just where anyone would want him, desperate enough to do almost anything to continuing feeling good (and even more to to be pushed over the edge) but not so into his own pleasures state that he cares only to get himself off and disregards everything for the high.
His fingertips reach out and caresses the side of the king's face before sinking into gold locks that he subsequently presses his nails into to scrape gently against the scalp.]
Your hair... face... everything is so pretty...
[ His voice is breathless, completely dazed but very much grounded in the moment and still craving nevertheless. Even with mixed saliva and precum at Gilgamesh's mouth—he'd love the opportunities to lick him clean.
It's then that he lifts one leg to bend only at the knee to bring down his foot to use his big toe that is curled downward and drag the nail down Gilgamesh's lower back and further like a single claw. It isn't meant to hurt and doesn't instead simply adding enticing contact with his partner at the distance he is. (If only he had a tail, Gilgamesh would undoubtedly enjoy the benefits of quite a bit more caressing touch, that much is assured.) It may or may not be obvious to the king—Masamune is awfully inexperienced, after all—that while these things may be part of a natural instinct, they are being done instead as a direct mimicking of Gilgamesh's technique of idle touching while playing conquistador with whomever he's entertaining and seducing . The young warlord has no idea if the other will like it, but he is testing waters. What is fully instinctual is the dragon-like execution—it's just a coincidence that Gilgamesh might find it particularly favored for his fondness of them.
It's surely intriguing behavior with his inexperience yet edging about an almost innocent helplessness with a far less innocent intent. Did he totally crack? Not yet, but while he may blush or otherwise through the rest of this, it will not be because sex with this man is still him shy away at the thought, anymore.
Did the king want to pursue one versus the other? Or did he seek the strange execution of both?
(It's coincidental instinct, but surely it doesn't always have to be.) ]
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...This is unfair. After this, how care he desire anything less than this perfect man? Don't do this to him. ]
Nn... h...ple...as...e... I—nee...ah...n...
[ —He's really so pretty to look at, though, even with cock in his mouth. If he asks him to go faster, he'll lose the sight.
(He wants to get off, though, not be teased. Not be further put under, because yes, he sees what Gilgamesh is trying to weave but he's far too gone to do anything about it. That doesn't mean he wants Gilgamesh messing with him so bad he becomes a slave because he can't get enough of him.
None of this has ever been his choice, that distant voice soothes as it suddenly feels like it's whispering over his shoulder looking on at the same sight he is. It's best to follow the wishes and enjoy this, how it feels, and who he is with—his body is too far gone, anyway, for resisting to be anything beyond his own thoughts-- at least until he goes crazy from hearing himself in nothing but pleasure as he indulges endlessly in it.)
This really is like a spell, a hypnotism, a curse. It's as if it's literally training him that this is the way to do it, the way to make sure Gilgamesh is always pleased with these actions and he thus takes to commit them to memory. To see a dragon subdued by any man--be they part divine or not--is a rare sight. It's a state they would never willingly fall into. It is also a state that very few would ever wish not to see them in for their sensuality and presentation of their lust.
Masamune is good to not overreact, but he doesn't try to stifle any soft moans or other sounds of pleasure, either. It feels good, so good, why shouldn't he let it go unknown? He watches now from his position: head tilted to one side, cheek pressed into the pillows, his gaze clouded with lust and his breathing heavy as his chest rises and falls in consistency with his aroused state and heart rate. All in all, an attractive little presentation, especially considering if Gilgamesh retreated, it's accompanied by a hard cock that makes no attempt to conceal itself and its hard swollen state. He is at a plateau of being further sexually stimulated, but he's just where anyone would want him, desperate enough to do almost anything to continuing feeling good (and even more to to be pushed over the edge) but not so into his own pleasures state that he cares only to get himself off and disregards everything for the high.
His fingertips reach out and caresses the side of the king's face before sinking into gold locks that he subsequently presses his nails into to scrape gently against the scalp.]
Your hair... face... everything is so pretty...
[ His voice is breathless, completely dazed but very much grounded in the moment and still craving nevertheless. Even with mixed saliva and precum at Gilgamesh's mouth—he'd love the opportunities to lick him clean.
It's then that he lifts one leg to bend only at the knee to bring down his foot to use his big toe that is curled downward and drag the nail down Gilgamesh's lower back and further like a single claw. It isn't meant to hurt and doesn't instead simply adding enticing contact with his partner at the distance he is. (If only he had a tail, Gilgamesh would undoubtedly enjoy the benefits of quite a bit more caressing touch, that much is assured.) It may or may not be obvious to the king—Masamune is awfully inexperienced, after all—that while these things may be part of a natural instinct, they are being done instead as a direct mimicking of Gilgamesh's technique of idle touching while playing conquistador with whomever he's entertaining and seducing . The young warlord has no idea if the other will like it, but he is testing waters. What is fully instinctual is the dragon-like execution—it's just a coincidence that Gilgamesh might find it particularly favored for his fondness of them.
It's surely intriguing behavior with his inexperience yet edging about an almost innocent helplessness with a far less innocent intent. Did he totally crack? Not yet, but while he may blush or otherwise through the rest of this, it will not be because sex with this man is still him shy away at the thought, anymore.
Did the king want to pursue one versus the other? Or did he seek the strange execution of both?
(It's coincidental instinct, but surely it doesn't always have to be.) ]