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Ainen Rosso ([personal profile] flammadecinis) wrote 2023-02-28 07:41 pm (UTC)

[Imagine being Rosso. You've never had sex in your life. The closest you've ever gotten to a person before coming to the peninsula was being repeatedly carried by various people because you're a troublemaker and gremlin. Then, you get a boyfriend, and mostly you make out and take baths together and act like an old married couple. Imagine, if you would, getting your first blowjob and the guy has his fucking tongue pierced.

Rosso can never date again after this, not like he'd want to, he's pretty sure he and Adrian are staying together forever thanks — but it's the principle of the matter. All other sexual encounters are ruined because nothing's going to be as good as this, and that is an opinion Rosso will now hold forever despite having nothing to measure against it.

Rosso makes... a noise. Something he'd describe as a dying cat noise or more accurately, dying dog noise — shock mixed in with a gasp that devolves very, very swiftly into moaning. As expected, it doesn't take him long to get fully hard. Adrian's like, one, two licks in and he gets the treat of feeling Rosso stiffen against his tongue, while the werewolf also struggles not to vice-grip Adrian's head with his thighs.]


Fuck—

[Claws uselessly grip the blankets under him so hard he thinks he might tear them. Rosso squirms, arching off the bed and then falling back onto it, unable to really keep still.

He doesn't dare look down, because he's Pretty Sure he'll lose his goddamn mind worse and be so flustered that he can't think. Which is... he's already halfway to having no thoughts, so maybe that's not saying much.]


Is this— nnh— is this my "present"—?

[this holiday is awesome 10/10 no notes]

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