Down & Dirty

                                                         Pin my muse down as yours fingers them.

                                                     PATIENCE HAD WORN ITSELF THIN ^{& Seiya was beginning to show just how thin his was with the antics performed above. How long had his nose been in the book again? Two hours too long? Shiryu wasn’t sure; he hadn’t been paying attention. Evening had crept upon the two of them (so quietly it did) & attention had been deprived enough that the Pegasus saint moved in for the kill. For them, it was a dominance game. As fighters, it was almost as though they were DRAWN to the fighting &, in some instances, complacent. Shiryu was bigger than Seiya. He could} BREAK HIM ^{if he wanted but that didn’t stop Seiya from taking what he wanted.}

                                                   ^{The book–FORGOTTEN. His shirt–SOMEWHERE IN THE CORNER. Pants–OPEN & PULLED DOWN enough to expose the larger, Dragon saint to the lust-filled gaze of the Pegasus saint. He was being devoured in many ways; by the way he looked at him, the way he touched him & the way lips were layered on tightened flesh.} A NIP HERE & THERE & A GASP WAS PULLED FROM HIM. ^{Seiya, when pushed or denied, was demanding. He knew what he wanted & wanted it then & there, whether Shiryu was willing to give it or not was another story. Now, do not mistake,} GIVING HIMSELF ^{to the other was not the issue. In fact, it happened more often then not. The challenge came when the} GIVER ^{found himself being STALLED to the brink of impatience. That was never fun, being denied such guilty pleasures & for what? For the act to be painfully drawn out? Maybe, in a different setting, such a thing would be fine.}FINE…TO AN EXTENT.

                                                ^{Like now, Seiya was taking his TIME. Time in which was beginning to test Shiryu’s resolve.} LIPS & TEETH ^{were attached to the column of flesh that encompassed his neck while Shiryu’s head had been arched backwards some, giving the room & becoming comfortable with the position he was in. There was no ALPHA & BETA, when it came to them.} VERSATILITY ^{was a way of life; to be free & open with one another in everything. There was no} COMPETITION. ^{There was no} TOP & BOTTOM. ^{In pleasure, as it should be in life, the fundamentals of everything came down to what made you feel one with yourself. Everything else, that fell into} NICE, NEAT LITTLE PLACEMENTS ONE BY ONE.

                                                ^{Seiya’s fingers were thinner than his own & shorter in length, but they knew the LAYOUT of Shiryu’s body all too well. They started with the mouth, one of their most FAVORED placed to be & the saint took them in more than willingly. WELCOMED GUESTS were treated with the utmost came. Cheeks hollowed themselves & the slick, pink appendage that inhabited his mouth on a regular basis made sure to hugh each digit indefinitely.} LOW, GUTTURAL, MUFFLED MOANS ^{could be heard around said fingers as he angled his head & sucked harder.} PATIENCE. PATIENCE. ALL IN GOOD TIME.

                                               ^{With a lewd} POP, ^{his toys were taken from him, his vice, his sanity while their time together dragged one. Was that a} WHINE? ^{Did that come from} HIM? ^{The world may never know for any & all other sounds that Shiryu could’ve possibly emitted were} SWALLOWED & SILENCED ^{by Seiya. Lips molded together; they were always a perfect fit for his own, while their tongues twirled & danced around one another in a waltz all their own. Both saints laid chest to chest; hearts mirroring each other in speed. Seiya’s free arm was used as a pillow for Shiryu’s head to lay comfortably on & Shiryu’s hands, which had been free all this time, instead moved to hold the sides of Seiya’s face, keeping their lips together for as long as time permitted it.}

                                             LOWER, LOWER & LOWER STILL, ^{those slickened fingers disappeared from the world & found solace somewhere else. WARM, TIGHT & INVITING, One snuck its way inside causing a bit of a stir. It was a welcomed stir; a familiar stir but not a sound was heard but instead swallowed.} IN & OUT ^{the digit moved; its way of coaxing its newfound home to open itself up just a bit more for it brought forth a friend that was sitting idly by waiting its turn.} PERMISSION GRANTED ^{& walls opened themselves slowly but easily enough to allow the second digit. & as it entered, those walls hugged against them tightly offering hospitality only they could provide.} THE MOTION OF PUSHING & PULLING ^{continued on again which caused for interior walls to spasm; they quivered with each & every percise movement. They opened some when the fingers pushed in & closed itself when they pulled out, only to be repeated} AGAIN & AGAIN & AGAIN.

                                         ANOTHER MOAN BOUNCED OFF THE WALLS ^{& this one was indeed heard. Their kiss had broken some time ago & Shiryu’s head had fallen back again; cheeks taking a tone of} RED ^{that stretched itself down the sides of his neck where marks of} PURPLE & BLUE ^{had been placed all over. The exposed lower half, covered partially by Seiya’s body, was taken over by new found movement. The slow movement of those fingers inside his heated form were not enough to get him where he needed to be; where THEY needed to be & selflessly (or selfishly–take your pick), he offered aid by pushing forth on said fingers} AGAIN & AGAIN & AGAIN.

                                       ^{Had to keep himself preoccupied until Seiya was just as} IMPATIENT ^{as he was before giving in & giving him what he wanted; what they} BOTH ^{wanted. Until then, those skillful fingers will do} JUST FINE.

                                                                                                          ^{❛ Do you now? Well that is just} DANDY. ^{Maybe we can exchange stories over a cup of} TEA? ^❜

❖││KOIBITO││❖:

        ❝ How can I not say such things? I tell you all the time, Shiryu… You feel so wonderful it’s like I’m holding your soul in my arms… ❞ Seiya continued. That was definitely something he’d tell his lover until he the end of time. He truly loved all of the Dragon Saint from his heart to his character, from his body to his soul. 

            He never knew he could feel that confident and feel that attractive, so much he was always sure that he could seduce such a wonderful man that way - his man. His husband, his lover and his best friend.  ❝ I want to have you, angel… I want to have you now… ❞ Seiya confessed at last as he lifted Shiryu’s shirt.  ❝ I just wanna make you feel good and hear you moaning my name… ❞ The last sentence came out in a whisper, pressed to his ear along with a nip.

                                                                                ^{He was an} ASS. ^{Seiya was an} ASS ^{& Shiryu was taking the brunt of it. Honey coated words that had sinful intents behind them. He wanted the other to concede like he always did (that was never a problem). Seiya just knew that, when it came to Shiryu, getting him in the mood to ROLL OVER took a bit of….coaxing.} A SWEET WORD HERE, A TOUCH THERE, A CARESS FOR JUST THE RIGHT AMOUNT OF TIME^{–& Shiryu found himself melting all for it.}

                                                                          ^{Literally. Legs slowly gave themselves out as the larger saint began to slowly} SINK ^{to the floor. However he was not alone on his journey. A tight grip to Seiya’s shirt; Securing him as they were both going sinking into oblivion together. ❛ No more talking. ❜ Was all he said, silencing his lover with his own burning kiss. No more damned talking.}

❖││KOIBITO││❖:

              ❝ You. ❞ Seiya confirmed with a nod, biting his lower lip and taking yet one step forward - as if his body could even be more against Shiryu’s right now. His lips then pounced at the dragon’s beautiful neck, sucking and nipping at it as his thigh rubbed between his own.

                ❝ … You know my favorite place is inside you… right? ❞ He whispered in Shiryu’s ear and a naughty hand slid under his shirt, feeling up every inch of that muscular body and chest. He felt so warm - so good. 

                                                                           ^{Given their} HEIGHT & SIZE ^{difference, anyone would assume that Shiryu would be the one who would pin Seiya to the wall & have his way with him. That could be the case; that was} NEVER ^{off the table however, given his lover’s past circumstances, Shiryu did not find himself wantin to put his lover in such a position & risk} FREAKING HIM OUT. ^{Shiryu didn’t mind their arrangement. It was a nice change of pace.}

                                                                        ^{Besides, there was something} ALLURING ^{about seeing Seiya wanting to have his way & seeing the other take charge. His words, his movements, & how he used ALL of them to his advantage–Seiya had learned a lot in such a short amount of time; that can be good & bad. Neck under attack & ears bearing their own assault, red took to Shiryu’s face & eyes began to darken just a bit with impending desire. ❛ Seiya….don’t say such things… ❜ yet he knew the lewd remarks were going to continue to POLLUTE his ear, all in a way to make his knees buckle & make the room} HOT.

❖││KOIBITO││❖:

             ❝ Oh, that’s interesting, angel. I also have something to do right now… ❞ Seiya didn’t let Shiryu go, not at all. Much to the contrary, he pressed his body against the wall and made sure to turn it around, Hands firmly pressed against the wall, as if to stop his husband from going anywhere. The Pegasus Saint made sure to stand on his tiptoes and demand from those lips a passionate kiss. 

              ❝ You know what it is? ❞ He whispered, staring at the Dragon as he bit his lower lip, thigh lewdly rubbing his thigh between Shiryu’s.  ❝ … it’s YOU… ❞

                                                             ^{Seiya was PETITE. Shiryu could easily push the other away & go about his business as if} NOTHING ^{was happening. & He could still do that. Yet, his back was to the wall; a thigh was pressed right between his legs & lips were} SEIZED ^{by his smaller companion. Shiryu was the bigger one between them, but Seiya had learned in such a short span of time, how to bring the towering dragon to his knees.}

                                                        ^{Like right now–METAPHORICALLY SPEAKING. Oddly enough, it was} THRILLING ^{to be trapped by him; movement restricted & words that only echoed of what was to come enticed him further. It made Shiryu want more. Seiya would not disappoint. ❛ …me?} ❜ COLOR HIM DRUNK & DAZED.

                                                                                     ^❛ IF YOU MUST KNOW–YES I FUCKED HIM AGAINST THE WALL! I MIGHT BE THE PRIMARY BOTTOM BUT WHEN I WANT IT, I AM TAKING IT! NOW GET OUT OF MY INBOX! ^❜

                                                      ❛ L-LOOK HE TOPPED ONCE ON MY BIRTHDAY & HE’S BEEN DRUNK OFF OF POWER EVER SINCE! ❜

stupidsarah:

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raidstombs:

theanticakes:

 - Fire. Everything is metaphorically on fire
 - All the things that are on fire are also dripping
 - Name seven things in the room. Those seven things are now pulsing
 - Pulsing with fiery drippery
 - Someone is heaps like a swan
 - Five sentences of physically implausible positions
 - The transition of two of those positions would probably turn one person inside out and heaps maim the other person
 - Three hundred names for a penis
 - One really poorly thought out name for a vagina
 - Both are on fire, but neither have chlamydia
 - She didn’t think she could do the thing. She did the thing. She gasps for the thirteenth time this paragraph
 - He stuck his throbbing memberpoledickpenisrodthingbishophosejackhammertool into her flowery fuckhole
 - Person A is bending backwards into anatomically incorrect positions again, nobody seems to care or call an exorcist
 - Person B hasn’t stopped gasping, someone should probably find an inhaler to alleviate their “swanlike neck”
 - Ends in some kind of imagery of fireworks or sunset or some other really orange thing you’d see on a middle age woman’s screensaver