The kisses continue getting lower and Saam finds themselves shuttering a little bit. This feeling only increases once both Roderich’s mouth and hands are pleasuring them. Their drive and desire only seem to make their yearning stronger – overwhelmed by the adrenaline of this experience. A blissful swear tumbles out of Saam’s mouth as they can’t resist running an idle hand through Roderich’s hair – so eager to feel even now.
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Roderich’s efforts don’t go unrewarded, beautiful sounds continue to pour of Saam’s mouth. As weak as they are to such treatment, they are loving every moment of Roderich trying to provoke a reaction. The other’s moan also is alluring, arousing – showing that sense of consuming desperation awas present in their company as well.
The kisses in combination with such persistent strokes cause Saam to feel so so vulnerable and on the verge of being a mess. They feel themselves writhing under Roderich’s touch, longing for that feeling of being entangled with the other.
Saam’s breath is heavy, trying to catch up with the flurry of feeling that they are undergoing. The change from teasing to full blown touch caused ever-more vocal sounds to pour out. It was like they were signaling through song of what this attention had truly done to them.
The feeling of being so hopelessly pressed against had been arousing Saam in ways they couldn’t control. It was this very loss of control that they desire, they loved and wanted to dive into fully. “P-please, I…” It was hard to make words come out at this point but they were trying to convey their desires. “Damn.. I want you to have me. Please. ” More kisses placed on whatever Saam could reach as if to drive the point further.
They cry out a bit as fingers dig into their hips as they relish of the feeling of rolling against Roderich, over and over. It was all so very much and it was enough to leave them groaning, cursing some in their native tongue. Barely were they able to make sense of anything as they pulled Roderich close, continued to build off of that sublime friction.
As Roderich’s lips press against their jaw, Saam is only so able to keep coherent – muttering out in desperation. “Fuck.. I need so much of you, please.” Their tone had a yearning that showed that they were reaching heights of longing. A drive that needed to be satisfied by being utterly had by their company.
Those teasing touches cause more and more reaction out of Saam. Little groans come through as they continue to kiss Roderich back, not getting enough of the way he tastes. The way he feels, the way they press against each other. It’s incredibly addicting. Saam feels like the teasing and the movement is pushing them ever closer to a desperation that threatens to consume.
A want for Roderich fully and completely. It lurks becoming more and more present in their mind as they continue to touch right on back – hoping to feed and stoke the desire the other has.
Roderich returned promise of seeing what he can do puts a smile on Saam’s face. They give a little laugh, “Good.” They murmur as if in a conspiracy sharing between only the two of them. It feels like only a matter of time before one of them truly loses it and mabe Saam is likely to be the first, not that they minded in any meaningful way.
Pressed against the wall, Saam moaned into the heated kiss. That bite on the lower lip was always enough to stir the imagination. Feeling Roderich’s hand ghosting along their sensitive inner thighs and waist, makes them shutter and sigh out even more – totally weak to the feeling of being teased so.
One hand keeping Roderich close, the other idly dances across hhis skin – eagering feeling his chest, shoulder, back- a grab of the ass. Whatever they can get their hands on Saam is eager to feel.
Such attention given to Saam is absolutely wonderful. They are taking in the feeling of their chest being tended to in such a way has them happily making such wanton, musical sounds. The kisses back up their chest and neck catch their attention and they can’t help but wonder what Roderich seems to want now.
“Beg you say.. darling. Listen..” Their voice is smooth, barely over a whisper and dripping with longing. “I want you to have me. I want you to pull me close with your hands running all over me. I want to feel your lips against my neck – I want you to see how much you want me. I want you to press yourself against me so much I can’t take it. I.. I want you to devour me. ”
A pause, a daring look is given. “I’m confident in your ability to deliver, no?” Once again that playful and teasing side comes out – as if challenging Roderich to lose himself in his desire.
More moans and gasps tumble out of Saam’s mouth. This treatment to their chest is absolutely divine and it’s intoxicating to feel so utterly wanted like this. They roll their head back a bit in reaction to the other nipple being attended to as well. It’s all so very much and yet Saam craves every bit of this. Ever little motion contributes to the melody that Saam makes with their mouth.
Their body despite keeping the rhythm of rolling against Roderich is very much one in the hands of the other. They are content to touch and grab – digging their hands in to Roderich whenever possible to blur the lines between where one ended and the other began.
Saam couldn’t help but think that it was one of the fun of it all, alternating between somewhat lucid and completely being out of their mind with desire. The sound of Roderich groaning is absolutely magical and they leave more little kisses on the same spot as if motivating the other to do more. Their hands wander to hold Roderich closer as well – determined to roll their hips and bring so much sensation that neither of them could take it.
The bites, the kisses – moves that move down lower and lower to their collarbone and chest send Saam into a state of bliss. Singsong moans pour out of their mouth with the feeling of soft fingers teasing their nipple is all too pleasurable.
There was something about allowing oneself to be so needy that turned Saam on greatly. They got a lot of pleasure from the fact that despite being in a ‘disadvantageous’ position, it was still fun to give and receive attention. Things were feeling like a most pleasant blur in ways that would be hard to describe. Being teased further brought Saam back for a moment, if only to longing gaze at their partner for this moment. The source of all this excitement in the first place.
The suggestion to tell him what they wanted was all so inviting, the voice filled with lust enough to have Saam bite their lip for a moment in just the teasing way they’d like.
They take a hand and careful run it down the side of Roderich’s face, leaning in to whisper, “I want.. I want you to give everything you have to me. I want all of your attention. I can’t seem to get enough of you – you know.” A playful drawl as they pressed a few more intense kisses to Roderich’s neck and shoulder.
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