kingdomdressing | (no subject)

You...

[decides Sora's just a confusing drunk, shifting a little and trying to ease the brunet down so they can actually get to that part]

[lets the pretty doctor-not-doctor do what he wants, hips wriggling a bit, gasping]

F-feels weiiiiird.

Weird, huh?

[carefully moves Sora down, careful about pushing past comfort. the brunet's not the same as someone he knows]

Gets better.

[wiggles his way down, gasping at the stretchy pain]

Are you okay?

[that has to be a first, and Roxas pets Sora's hair]

I'm fine. Are you though?

Feel...[looks thoughtful, wiggling again] Feel full.

[leans to look at him, concerned] Sure you're a-okay~?

[toys with a nipple]

Shouldn't be worried about me.

Don't want you hurt, sil~ly.

[shifts his hips, jerking with shock as it presses something]

O-oh--

I won't b...

[stifles a little noise when Sora moves, watching his reaction and moving just a little to see if he knows what that is]

[looking kind of startled, and starts wiggling his hips again, though he needs direction]

[sets his hands on Sora's hips, trying to guide his movement along while meeting it himself, which ends up interesting to negotiate]

....Ohhh, doctor knows~

[g-giggles, letting Roxas lead and trying to match that way]

Expert, remember?

[focuses on leading along, glad that Sora seems to pick up on it]

H-hah, yeppp.

[leans down for a sloppy kiss, purring and laughing]

[responds to the kiss as best he might when it's a clumsy thing, quite unused to Sora's demeanor; not at all typical of his experience]

[is rocking somewhat unsteadily still, panting quietly]

Y-you're pretty~♥

[tries to help steady Sora more if he can, trying to meet those movements with his own even if the pattern's not quite consistent]

You already... So're you.

Prettypretty.

[nuzzlekisses, missing mostly but hey, whatever]

[gives up responding to the commentary, giving Sora a kiss with better aim and rocking with a little more force]

[a low, strangled little moan escapes, rocking down harder, panting]

[groans quietly in response to that change, meeting it in kind, breaths coming out a little louder than he might like]

P-please---

[moans it out, hips bucking sharply as Roxas skims that spot again, sending shivers down his spine]

[makes a mental note of reminding Sora he needn't say please, trying to hit that spot this time around]

[doesn't know or understand why Roxas doesn't seem to like the word, but just goes with this, hips jerking raggedly until he comes again after touching himself, a strangled, high-pitched gasp escaping him]

[doesn't take long to come with a low moan, not bothering to try muting it but half wondering if Sora will be immediately offended by the mess]