knightfall.

     quiet sighs and hitched breaths were all that jaune got in response, but rèn adored the way knight’s body melded with his own. each touch brought forth more soft noises, the gentle rolling of rèn’s nipple eliciting a bit of a gasp, and then the rock of his hips back against jaune’s own. he could feel blond’s hardening length against his ass, thin fabric doing nothing to conceal the arousal, and lotus moaned at the way his own cock twitched. the hand on jaune’s hip tightened. ‘jaune —’ he was cut off as jaune moved his hand, scratching nails over his other nipple for just a moment, the lips on his neck never letting up. rèn found himself rutting back against his insistent partner, struggling to do anything other than shiver and pant as the hardened nub of delicate skin was played with ever more. little flicks of a fingertip enticed rèn to press into the touch, arching his back and digging fingers into jaune’s hip.

     swallowing dryly, warrior opened his eyes and brought them to focus, blinking a couple times as he tried to form a proper thought. ‘i want to feel you,’ he breathed, fingertips searching for the waistband of lover’s pants, hooking under elastic once they found it, 'want to touch you too.’ hand fumbled a bit as he slipped it into sleep pants, rubbing his thumb over the soft spot beside blond’s hipbone, and he shifted his weight to turn just a bit to better reach jaune’s body. in the process, he knocked his book off the bed, freezing as it landed on the floor with a smack. only a moment later he realized what happened, and he melted back into jaune’s body, lips painted with soft laughter. 'so much for reading,’ he murmured, lightly scratching nails over warm skin as he pulled his hand from the other’s clothing. nudging jaune’s leg off of his thigh, ren turned himself over, pushing golden boy onto his back and hooking his own leg over jaune’s casually. laying beside him now, rèn leaned up to place a soft kiss to jaune’s lips. 'touch me, please don’t stop touching me.’

jaune never wanted to stop touching ren. normally, dove would let ren do whatever he wanted with his body, but the insistence and fixation he had on ren’s chest was still pressing. jaune obliged ren the kisses, slow, passionate, and deep as their sleepy ones tended to be. still recovering from his nap and dove was starting to feel light headed, moaning into the lotus’ mouth before pulling apart to mouth at his neck once more, bringing up florets of love bites. as soon as jaune had been placed on his back, he’d rolled off to situate himself on top of ren again, raising to straddle one of ren’s thighs, the other leaning just off the couch to fumble around in the bedside table. he brought both of ren’s hands up with his own, kissing at his knuckles and along the tips of his fingers before bringing wrists together with the rope fished out of the drawer.   ‘   after, my love. i promise.   ’   jaune could be a little cruel sometimes, even if it came in the form of angelic smiles and sweet kisses.

he’s practiced multiple times, made sure he can still slip fingers underneath the binding, made sure it wasn’t cutting off any of ren’s circulation as he brings the wrists over ren’s head. he realised a little too late that ren still had his sleep shirt on, but that’s fine. jaune’s thigh parted ren’s own and hips ground down against his budding hardness. one hand replaced jaune’s hips palming ren over the fabric of his pants while the other moved up to toy with ren’s chest again, scratching over it while jaune’s kisses descended. adamant fingers were replaced with the tip of dove’s tongue, swirling around the sensitive bud while his hand plucked and flicked the other. he switched between flicking his tongue and fingers, pressing the nipple in before sucking at them harshly. ren’s covered member presses against jaune’s stomach, and he occasionally needs to push ren’s shirt up to his collarbones again but he was thriving off the squirming, the moaning, feeling ren’s hips twitch.

@lotusense​   ›   unscripted.