Hedonism

"Just a moment, man.",he answered. Doing his best to catch his breath. As he didn't want to call Kingmaker out of breath and have him suspicious. He did that once in the past. This didn't end very well for him. Recluse answered,"Gotta catch my breath first. Then call Kingmaker."

“See?” Aaron purred, stretching on the couch with a satisfied grin. “Told ya you’d be more relaxed.”

It felt nice. So very nice and he gave soft groan when Aaron pulled out of him. Man, it'd been way too long since he'd done something like this. Raphael took a few minutes to catch his breath as he sat back on his elbows. Looking up at him, he didn't say anything in response.

Recluse was still a little too soft for his tastes. The kind of soft he’d take home and never be heard from again. Aaron got up and got rid of the condom, cleaning himself up. Once he was properly clean again, he went back to the couch and plopped down, completely relaxed. It was nice. No worries.

Aaron hissed under his breath as Raphael tightened around his cock, and he bit down on his lower lip so he wouldn’t shred the man’s shoulder as he came with a small noise, pressing him down into the couch.

Aaron glanced at Raphael’s face and hummed. Alright. He had asked for it. Gripping his hips, he thrust into the man’s cunt harder and faster, switching from focusing on him to chasing his own orgasm, becoming far rougher. “Touch yourself if you want,” he growled lowly. “Come around my cock like a good boy.”

Aaron wan’t usually the most attentive of partners, but for Raphael, he actively made an effort. Because he didn’t want to get in trouble afterwards. He set a slow rhythm and moved a hand to stroke Recluse’s clit. He could go harder and faster later, but first he’d get an orgasm out of the other.

Aaron closed his eyes for a second, rolling his hips slowly until he was completely inside Recluse, giving the man a few moments to get used to being full. He wasn’t very patient however, and once he deemed enough time had passed, he moved his hands to Raphael’s hips and started thrusting, slow but deep.

Aaron’s eyes widened and he grinned, something dark hidden behind his expression. Well, he hadn't asked for that, now had he? But he liked it, liked having Raphael beg him. Liked it a little bit too much, but that was just how he was, there was no changing that.

The more noise Raphael made, the less Aaron wanted to wait. Pulling away briefly, he unwrapped the condom and got it on himself with a hiss. Sensitive. Shifting down, he saw that the man was already wet, but more always helped, and he wrapped his lips around his clit, sucking hard, before pushing his tongue into his cunt.

Permission given, Aaron used his free hand to roll a nipple between his fingers while he wrapped his lips around the other, hoping the surgery had been long enough ago that enough sensation had returned that Raphael could feel it.

Despite seeming like (and being) a huge fucking dick, Aaron was actually paying attention to Raphael’s reactions, and noting was elicited good and worse reactions. He let go of his hair as soon as he saw that it wasn’t great, and doubled his efforts on the man’s clit, grinning.

“There’s a good boy,” Aaron purred against Raphael’s lips, hand coming up to tug at his hair. “Isn’t that much nicer?” Chuckling, he kissed him again, before licking a couple of fingers and reaching down to slowly stroke the other’s clit.

Aaron rolled his eyes and huffed. "Fine." Whatever got him laid. He got up, leaving Raphael splayed out on the couch, and fetched a condom from the drawer.

"I...I'm sorry, I just wanted to be sure.",he answered. It wasn't like people touched him like this. As he generally kept to himself in any situation. Raphael blushed fully as he got even closer to Aaron to avoid getting him angrier.

Yep, way too nervous. Like a little mouse, about to have a heart attack. It was actually kind of fun, but Aaron wasn’t going to push his luck.

Looking down at Aaron, he raised an eyebrow at this expression. It was more than a little creepy to Recluse. And it made him more than a little uncomfortable. Ignoring this, he focused on the pleasure of Aaron's actions instead.

Oh well, it wasn’t Recluse’s thing. Sue him, he wasn’t a mind reader.