[ No, claiming Reyes was never about keeping him from his friends, his life -- skies above, he loves that Reyes had an entire life outside him, even if they were having to figure out how to integrate those lives more smoothly. Some of marking him was about letting others know he was taken, yes, but it was also about letting Reyes know he was taken. An active choice, Balthier saying yes over and over and over. And maybe Balthier liked showing off that he could take care of someone as smart and charming and capable as Reyes. There was a joy in it, a shouting that this thing he'd honestly stopped believing was possible for him was not just on the table but going so well. That he was proud of who'd caught him, that Balthier was just as well kept.
That and the shudderingly good reactions he got while doing the marking. Reyes already saying his name like that has him groaning and biting harder, momentarily losing control of his thrusts and his grip on Reyes weakening. Those hands move to his hips and he knows that as much as he's in charge right now, Reyes could topple him in an instant. He gets his composure back to assault that very fine chest, and of course he notices the hair, grinning into his kisses even as it sends heat straight down to his cock. Reyes is becoming regardless of his grooming choices, but his decisions, his life being affected by Balthier being in it...
Fuck that moan and the pressure of Reyes's hand at his neck and those thrusts right back into his-- If he isn't careful he isn't going to last that long and that is very much not the goal. Not that it seems like Reyes is far behind.
He breaks his hold on Reyes's nipple and shifts to straddle his torso, leaving the other's cock wanting for a moment. Warm color spreads across his face as he sees the flush on Reyes, hand coming to cradle the other's beautiful face. ]
What can I say? I like you greedy. And I like you mine. [ He didn't mean for his voice to go soft at the last, but he doesn't mind it either. Reyes knows.
His hand reaches back to undo Reyes's pants, and while it takes a moment without actually looking, he gets it all the same, sliding his hand in to release Reyes's positively desirous cock. His grasp doesn't linger long because he brings his hand to his face, cocking a brow as he puts two fingers into his mouth and pulls them back out very slowly, making a show of pressing them against the inside of his cheek as he does. A groan escapes him and his eyelids flutter shut -- don't ever accuse him of not putting on a good show.
Properly wetted, he moves his fingers back to lightly ring Reyes's dick, dragging them slowly up his shaft. ]
[Affecting each other in their lives, but not in ways where they're trying to change each other to fit some mold they see... that's what he loves. They can both still be them, be the men they are, but at the same time they have changed one another. Little things here and there. That they could be comfortable and grow together was honestly really rewarding, even if it was a learning process with some stumbles.
The great thing about stumbling is they could help each other back up and keep going.]
I am yours.
[Reyes' smile is soft along with his words, much like Balthier. The necklace around his neck, the way he can't help but look at the sky pirate with anything but adoration and love. He was his and his alone.
The hand on his cock is fleeting, Balthier giving him quite the show that doesn't help in his arousal in the slightest. Scions, but he's a wicked man doing such things. Wicked and beautiful and even his sayings have rubbed off on him, among other things. Reyes is attentive watching it all, enjoying every second and his hips will cant up at the slick touch to his cock, breath coming out in a low groan.]
If you like me greedy then let me see more of you. Or will you slowly drive me mad like this?
[The hands that held Balthier's hips make to undo his pants, wanting to see him too, see how aroused the pirate was. For him and because of him. Is he allowed to touch like this when Balthier was the one doing the ravishing? Guess Reyes would find out, wouldn't he?]
[ But look, he's absolutely drowning in the way Reyes is gazing up at him, all that want and adoration. It's so easy to get those hips to buck, to pull sounds from Reyes, and that makes Balthier preen. This is his, these reactions are his, and he's just as stupidly caught.
If it were another night, maybe he'd tease, keep Reyes wanting, see how far he could push, but tonight he wants abandon, wants to touch and be touched and have no obstacles between them, and when they've exhausted themselves here he wants to curl up and eat and pass out wrapped up in the other and Scions the fact that he gets to have that is just making him harder.
As to letting Reyes be greedy or be driven mad, well-- ]
I don't see why I can't have both.
[ Don't think he hasn't noticed the way the smuggler gets worked up at working him up. Not that he'll slack on his end -- ravishing was the goal. So while Reyes works on freeing his hungry cock, Balthier curls back over him, hand sharply gripping his chin to position him for a tongue down this throat, other hand digging into the thick flesh of Reyes's pec -- big soft warm wonderful flesh he's going to sleep on like a smug cat before the night is over. ]
[Balthier is delicious when he takes charge, whether that's during their romps out in space or missions on other planets. He loves seeing that man be in charge, it's very sexy and so it is as he grips his chin and shoves his tongue down his throat, which he answers back eagerly.
Moans at the fingers that grip at his chest and only works faster to undo belts, buttons, zippers and whatever else keep Balthier's cock locked away from him. Once he has those pants open he'll push a hand into them, cupping the pirate and rubbing, giving a light squeeze to an impressive bulge.]
Haa... maybe... maybe it's nice to be the one being given orders for once.
[Balthier has left him a little breathless from that kiss, but if he's going to get his breath taken away he knows no better means. Being the Charlatan he gives out plenty of orders, keeps things organized behind the scenes. Letting Balthier order him around was nice, a break really.
[ Whatever he wants ought to give him room to be creative, smug while he shows off to Reyes or pushes them both somewhere new, but honestly, he's loathe to break contact, and he doesn't want anything quite so performative. They've had enough of that, haven't they, both acting instead of just being.
There's desire in Reyes's ask for orders though, and fatigue. Balthier can understand that, can understand the appeal of trusting someone enough to just give command over to them. And for a man like the Charlatan, there can't be many opportunities for that. And, well, maybe Balthier could use some practice being direct when it comes to what he wants between them. ]
Sit up a bit [ he says, letting up from his attack to help guide the other to a position where his head is better supported while he gets himself on his knees. And then he smirks, that glint in his eye. ] Now open.
[ He'll run his cock over Reyes's jaw and across his bottom lip, even as he reaches behind himself to very airily pull two fingers up the other's heat. And look, he can't help teasing a bit, lining himself up to Reyes's mouth, shuddering as hot breath rolls over his tip but not quite entering. He rubs himself against Reyes's lip again, hand sliding to the back of the man's head. ] Look at me. [ Not like Reyes wasn't utterly focused on him already, but he wants to be very clear in his orders. And maybe he wants those eyes, still so full of adoration, turned toward him again. It entirely escapes the sky pirate how warm and pleased his own face looks returning that gaze. ]
Be terribly greedy.
[ And he sheaths himself in his smuggler, slow and forceful, knowing by now how much Reyes can take without being warmed up. When he reaches maybe half his length, he pulls back, fingers tightening in the other's hair, then pushes himself forward again.
Skies be with him, it is going to take all of his self-control not to get too worked up before he's ready. But he has plans. ]
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That and the shudderingly good reactions he got while doing the marking. Reyes already saying his name like that has him groaning and biting harder, momentarily losing control of his thrusts and his grip on Reyes weakening. Those hands move to his hips and he knows that as much as he's in charge right now, Reyes could topple him in an instant. He gets his composure back to assault that very fine chest, and of course he notices the hair, grinning into his kisses even as it sends heat straight down to his cock. Reyes is becoming regardless of his grooming choices, but his decisions, his life being affected by Balthier being in it...
Fuck that moan and the pressure of Reyes's hand at his neck and those thrusts right back into his-- If he isn't careful he isn't going to last that long and that is very much not the goal. Not that it seems like Reyes is far behind.
He breaks his hold on Reyes's nipple and shifts to straddle his torso, leaving the other's cock wanting for a moment. Warm color spreads across his face as he sees the flush on Reyes, hand coming to cradle the other's beautiful face. ]
What can I say? I like you greedy. And I like you mine. [ He didn't mean for his voice to go soft at the last, but he doesn't mind it either. Reyes knows.
His hand reaches back to undo Reyes's pants, and while it takes a moment without actually looking, he gets it all the same, sliding his hand in to release Reyes's positively desirous cock. His grasp doesn't linger long because he brings his hand to his face, cocking a brow as he puts two fingers into his mouth and pulls them back out very slowly, making a show of pressing them against the inside of his cheek as he does. A groan escapes him and his eyelids flutter shut -- don't ever accuse him of not putting on a good show.
Properly wetted, he moves his fingers back to lightly ring Reyes's dick, dragging them slowly up his shaft. ]
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The great thing about stumbling is they could help each other back up and keep going.]
I am yours.
[Reyes' smile is soft along with his words, much like Balthier. The necklace around his neck, the way he can't help but look at the sky pirate with anything but adoration and love. He was his and his alone.
The hand on his cock is fleeting, Balthier giving him quite the show that doesn't help in his arousal in the slightest. Scions, but he's a wicked man doing such things. Wicked and beautiful and even his sayings have rubbed off on him, among other things. Reyes is attentive watching it all, enjoying every second and his hips will cant up at the slick touch to his cock, breath coming out in a low groan.]
If you like me greedy then let me see more of you. Or will you slowly drive me mad like this?
[The hands that held Balthier's hips make to undo his pants, wanting to see him too, see how aroused the pirate was. For him and because of him. Is he allowed to touch like this when Balthier was the one doing the ravishing? Guess Reyes would find out, wouldn't he?]
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[ But look, he's absolutely drowning in the way Reyes is gazing up at him, all that want and adoration. It's so easy to get those hips to buck, to pull sounds from Reyes, and that makes Balthier preen. This is his, these reactions are his, and he's just as stupidly caught.
If it were another night, maybe he'd tease, keep Reyes wanting, see how far he could push, but tonight he wants abandon, wants to touch and be touched and have no obstacles between them, and when they've exhausted themselves here he wants to curl up and eat and pass out wrapped up in the other and Scions the fact that he gets to have that is just making him harder.
As to letting Reyes be greedy or be driven mad, well-- ]
I don't see why I can't have both.
[ Don't think he hasn't noticed the way the smuggler gets worked up at working him up. Not that he'll slack on his end -- ravishing was the goal. So while Reyes works on freeing his hungry cock, Balthier curls back over him, hand sharply gripping his chin to position him for a tongue down this throat, other hand digging into the thick flesh of Reyes's pec -- big soft warm wonderful flesh he's going to sleep on like a smug cat before the night is over. ]
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Moans at the fingers that grip at his chest and only works faster to undo belts, buttons, zippers and whatever else keep Balthier's cock locked away from him. Once he has those pants open he'll push a hand into them, cupping the pirate and rubbing, giving a light squeeze to an impressive bulge.]
Haa... maybe... maybe it's nice to be the one being given orders for once.
[Balthier has left him a little breathless from that kiss, but if he's going to get his breath taken away he knows no better means. Being the Charlatan he gives out plenty of orders, keeps things organized behind the scenes. Letting Balthier order him around was nice, a break really.
And hot.]
You can have whatever you want tonight.
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There's desire in Reyes's ask for orders though, and fatigue. Balthier can understand that, can understand the appeal of trusting someone enough to just give command over to them. And for a man like the Charlatan, there can't be many opportunities for that. And, well, maybe Balthier could use some practice being direct when it comes to what he wants between them. ]
Sit up a bit [ he says, letting up from his attack to help guide the other to a position where his head is better supported while he gets himself on his knees. And then he smirks, that glint in his eye. ] Now open.
[ He'll run his cock over Reyes's jaw and across his bottom lip, even as he reaches behind himself to very airily pull two fingers up the other's heat. And look, he can't help teasing a bit, lining himself up to Reyes's mouth, shuddering as hot breath rolls over his tip but not quite entering. He rubs himself against Reyes's lip again, hand sliding to the back of the man's head. ] Look at me. [ Not like Reyes wasn't utterly focused on him already, but he wants to be very clear in his orders. And maybe he wants those eyes, still so full of adoration, turned toward him again. It entirely escapes the sky pirate how warm and pleased his own face looks returning that gaze. ]
Be terribly greedy.
[ And he sheaths himself in his smuggler, slow and forceful, knowing by now how much Reyes can take without being warmed up. When he reaches maybe half his length, he pulls back, fingers tightening in the other's hair, then pushes himself forward again.
Skies be with him, it is going to take all of his self-control not to get too worked up before he's ready. But he has plans. ]