mutual suffering

Tom Marvolo Riddle · Feb 25, 2016

Valentine parted his lips further to better deal with the movement of Jack's hips (as well as avoid acknowledging his unnecessary questions), taking him into his mouth, tasting and establishing a slow rhythm, fingers stroking at the base.

He slipped his other hand down to clumsily palm himself under his sweater, shivering, eyes closed and heat on his skin, very distracted and single-minded at the moment. He hummed pleasantly at Jack's compliments, though, making an effort to allow for deeper face fucking as a reward.

Ah, god, his head was so fuzzy. He wanted to just. Just. Val gave a muffled moan, and touched himself more frantically as he sucked Jack off, everything faster and needier. He adored those fingers in his hair, he wanted to be held onto, possessed, even used for the sake of this man's pleasure along with his own.

He opened his eyes again to look up at Jack, pupils blown and gaze overall hazy with lust.

Poppy · Feb 26, 2016

Jack rested the back of his head on the top of the sofa, eyes rolling close and a soft sigh escaping his lips as he relaxed into the rolling pleasure spreading around his body. He rolled his hips, slow and deliberate so he could savor dizzy heat and the feeling of Val's warm, wet tongue on his cock.

As the heat started to build too much and Val's movements became more frantic, Jack arced forward, looking down at the sight below him and, god, none of his paintings could ever be more beautiful than Val right there, in motion, eyes hazy and pupils wide as saucers. He felt a wave of affection and desire hit him all at once. Jesus, could he just — He wanted to fuck him so badly, make him come again and again. He was meeting Val's lips as they moved, thrusting into him, but not hard enough it could hurt, mumbling half-thought praises and adoration to his darling.

"Holy shit," he said a bit louder, more coherent than the rest. He could barely see, eyes blurry, noticing nothing but movement. His grip on Val's hair tightened. "Let me fuck you, oh god. Please, please."

Tom Marvolo Riddle · Mar 1, 2016

Valentine had heard enough. He slowed, pulling back a bit reluctantly, and stood up. He was unsteady, knees weak, but his expression was sharper again, decisive. He plopped himself down in Jack's lap and tugged his sweater off in a swift motion, letting it fall behind him. He wanted to give Jack access to everything, to have him see Val in all his undone, breathless glory.

Val ran his hands through Jack's lovely longer hair and pressed their foreheads together, intimate, noses touching. He was feeling very sentimental for someone who was about to get so completely wrecked. Honestly, he was all for this 'get fucked until you pass out' possibility, practically glowing over the anticipation.

He cupped Jack's face and gave a small, fond kiss, trembling. He loved this man dearly. "Jack," Val murmured, a quiet praise, urging. "Oh, Jack, darling... I'm yours, do what you want with me. In fact, I want it just as much. Always."

"By that, I mean fuck me, right now, and don't treat me delicately. I'll hold a grudge if you do," he added, the edges of a growl almost entering his soft, soft voice. He was completely serious on that. He kissed Jack again, though this time, with a very different tone to it, all-consuming, challenging.

Ah, he wanted to be ruined in the warmest, most adoring of ways.

Poppy · Sep 1, 2016

Aw. Jack liked the sweater, but he couldn't complain at all about this. Valentine was gorgeous, and he put himself on display all for him. He kissed and sucked on his creamy skin, leaving visible marks as dark as his blue hair. He held him by his tiny hips and pulled him close, grinding their cocks together, kissing his face as he bumped their foreheads together.

He was in love! They were in love, fucking like rabbits, in the shower, bed, sofa. He felt young again in moments like this. He ran a hand up Valentine's back, gently stroking. He nuzzled his face. "Mmf, how am I supposed to say no to that? Seriously? Jesus, look at you..."

It was a bit intimidating. Valentine was so much smaller and thinner than he was, and he had a skin like porcelain. But despite his looks, he wasn't fragile. Didn't he say he was going to hold a grudge if he treated him gently? He wrapped an arm around his waist and set him down on the couch, taking his face into his hands and kissing all over. He couldn't help himself. So lovely. His darling heart.

He raised Valentine's ass with ease, rimming and fingering him, making sure he was prepped up enough to take him in again. He kissed him along his thighs and ass before raising Val's legs over his head, pinning his ankles next to his ears as he sunk his cock into him. Ohh, shit, that never stopped being good. He kissed Valentine as he fucked him into the couch, rough and hard, just like his lovely wanted.

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mutual suffering

Tom Marvolo Riddle

the dark lord

Poppy

Well-Known Member

Tom Marvolo Riddle

the dark lord

Poppy

Well-Known Member