"H-haah.. hnngh.."
"Shh, sweet boy, if there's something you want, you know you can ask me."
Tucking a lock of hair behind the fae's ear, Vil kissed his forehead, a comforting gesture that Malleus desperately craved more of. However, with a hand on his cock and his own hands busy steadying himself as he rocked his hips on the dildo, he couldn't find the strength to voice it. Vil guided his movements, tightening his hold- just slightly- on the other's aching cock and Malleus let out a desperate moan in return. His breathing was jagged and, as vil took ahold of his chin and forced him to face the mirror at the foot of the bed, it stopped for a moment altogether.
"Look at you, you're divine.. you're putting on such a good performance, my darling prince," he paused, giving the other another kiss, this time on the edge of his mouth, "Such a good boy."
Malleus let out a wanton moan, desperately gripping the duvet that had long since been abandoned behind him. He arched his back and rolled his hips, needily . He yearned for more friction, for more touches, for more love, he was.. so..
"Are you close, my dear?"
A loud, gutteral moan ripped from his throat and he shook slightly,
"That won't do.. I don't believe you're being fair."
Malleus' fists tightened as Vil squeezed him, preventing his oncoming orgasm from going any further and he had just about gathered the strength to bring his head down to look at the other. How many times already,,?
"Pleahh.. please.. god, f.. fuck please.."
He whined, he needed it, he needed it so badly. Amongst the pleasure, frustration arose,
"Whatever am i to do about that mouth of yours?"
Another moan arose and Vil tut. Overwhelmed.. he was so overwhelmed..
Tears pricked his eyes and he bit his lip as his hips jerked forward, eyes widening at the realisation,
"A-ah? D-don't.. Haahh.. s..sorry..i- i'm sorry.."
Malleus looked over to vil with a simple plea in his teary eyes. Amidst his barely cohesive thoughts, he recognised a slight hum beginning from underneath him. Fuck. When had that been.. there? Had vil just added it now? Had it been there since the beginning? He hadn't a clue. All he could process was the fact that it was pressing against his prostate and he really couldn't decide if this was heaven or hell. He didn't think he deserved either.
"Hm? Go on. Is there anything more you wish to say? You know you can tell me anything, pretty boy,"
In response, malleus let out a filthy whine at the name, much to the other's pleasure. Vil lifted himself slightly, taking one leg and placing it at Malleus' side. He hovered above him, almost in contemplation, though the hesitation soon faded and he offered the one below him a smile, accompanied by a kiss. One kiss turned in to two, then three and the younger began trailing kisses along the other's jaw, moving further and futher down before stopping at his adam's apple and biting down slightly.
"Ah.. hah..?"
He sucked on the spot, one hand still holding the other's cock, the other moving to take ahold of a nipple, pinching it slightly and twisting. Malleus flinched, arching his back further as he threw his head back. The tears streaming down his face mixed with his makeup, leaving black streaks with slight green tints in their path.
"You look so pretty like this,,"
He lifted his head, moving away from the fresh hickey he'd made and pushed himself further. His hands moved from their positions on his body, one hand now holding the other's face and the other holding vil's own cock. He titled Malleus' head forward and used his thumb to pry open his mouth as he placed his cock on the other's tongue.
"Don't bite and..don't..puke."
The fae had barely registered the orders and offered a small nod before vil had forced his cock all the way in. Malleus gagged on the length and squeezed his eyes shut. He couldn't. He couldn't-
"Breathe.. slowly, now.."
Vil guided him, his hand moving to stroke the top of the other's hair as the other held his head in place using one of his horns. A soft moan came from above as vil relished the feeling of the other's mouth on him, the hand that had been offering comfort through small strokes now holding a fistful of his hair, tightly,
"Breathe in.."
Vil slowly pulled himself back, his grip on the other firm,
".. out."
He pushed himself back all the way in and malleus moaned through the rough treatment, Vil stirred on by the response. He felt so fucking good..
"Gods.. you're such a good boy,, you take me so well,, and you don't complain,, what a sweet, darling boy you are."
The praise earned him another moan and, quite soon, Malleus could not stop. He was a sobbing, drooling, squirming mess and, as Vil caught sight of him underneath, he fell impossibly more in love. The state malleus was in under him as his eyes rolled back was gorgeous and vil wished he could freeze time and relish in the scene forever. The very thought of it,, ruining malleus' pretty face,, It had pushed vil to his orgasm. So, he moved his hands and cupped his face, stroking his cheeks as he thrusted once more in to his mouth, hitting the back of his throat and keeping himself there,
"Be a good boy and swallow it all, will you? Don't waste a drop, now.."
And, fuck, Malleus obeyed. He was fucked out of his mind and yet, despite his stupor, he drank it all, his shaky hands holding on to vil's thighs like a lifeline as he pushed himself down on the dildo and vibrator, the stimaulation making him cum. He rode the toys, his orgasm still being emptied across himself and beginning to pool under his knees where the bed dipped under his weight.
He was so dazed, so hot and still so overwhelmed. His tears had still been running when he came to, Malleus only just deciphering the sight infront of him. Vil snapping a photo of him with a certain kind of smile. Saccharine he supposed he'd call it. Malleus looked to the side and he must've become impossibly redder, he assumed, because he heard the other laugh a little as he pulled out. He choked a little on his own saliva as he caught his breath, only now becoming aware of a device beside the bed, flashing green and facing him. He whined again and vil slowly lowered himself as the pulled the other on to his knees to sit infront of him, opening his arms to offer a hug. The fae accepted the invitation quite gladly, burying his face within the other's neck, still shaking ever so slightly, though now, it was likely from the chill that embraced him. Vil reached down and gently clicked a switch at the bottom of the vibrator before pulling it out. Malleus bit his lip, attempting to surpress his moan, but his efforts were proven fruitless when Vil pulled out the dildo next. Next, Vil turned to the side of the bed, where the device had been, and malleus followed his movement, drooling. Green to red. That is what he had noticed, and had he been of any sense at the time, he'd've been able to understand just exactly what it was. However, he had not been and was rather close to falling asleep, had Vil not been there to encourage him to stay awake and clean himself up a little,
"Come, my darling, let me bathe you and then you can rest as long as you'd like, hm?" ,being as weary as he was, he accepted without a second thought.
Annnd i'm too lazy to write the aftercare
Not the worst thing i've written. Not the best. Just mid
