Reikas Esterion
Slave
Happiness Demon
What makes you truly happy...?
Posts: 419
|
Post by Reikas Esterion on Nov 16, 2011 18:43:17 GMT -5
Reikas made an effort not to look so plainly approving as Alexiel stripped beside him. "You don't have to," he assured as the mara expressed uncertainty about his apology. And then they were on their feet and the jeans were on the floor. What beautiful legs. He'd ask about what he could do to those later. It was, oddly enough, something he hadn't ever explored with Belial.
He was still scared, the adorable little mara. Reikas wondered what he was actually afraid of. It could be any number of things, but the demon liked to know his "friends'" specific fears, if he could. He walked with Alexiel to the bedroom, interested to see what sort of rickety little bed he'd have to work with and how to best utilize it. The mara started to speak along the way and Reikas turned his head curiously toward him, but it didn't quite come out coherently.
He turned his attention to the bed as they entered the room to assess the situation and allow the man to gather himself up and form a proper question, and his eyes widened in surprise. What a beautiful specimen, ancient and roomy. Oh he would enjoy this. He noticed with a humored grin that Alexiel had made quills from his own feathers. This was strangely adorable.
The mara was speaking again, but still having difficulty. Reikas glanced at Alexiel as he slipped his arms from the mara's wrist and shoulders and walked toward the bed, but he noticed where the mara was looking. He lowered his eyes to his shirt and grinned. It was badly wrinkled from where the mara had been clutching it with a white-knuckle grip.
"I thought you'd never ask," he said lightly and teasingly, crossing his arms in front of him and pulling it over his head, very interested in Alexiel's reaction to his displayed muscles. He dropped it on the floor next to the bed and sat down, looking back at Alexiel and taking in the entire mara, head to toe. He made an arm motion for the man to come join him and he leaned down and removed his shoes and socks as well, pulling his legs up on the bed.
"Lie against me, your back against my chest," he instructed as he picked up some pillows and arranged them against the headboard. He leaned back against them comfortable, drawing his knees up flattening his feet on the bed, indicating to Alexiel to sit between them. No escape. He'd played around with the mara's back, now it was time to explore more of that delicious chest and stomach.
"That is, unless...you wanted a turn?"
|
|
Alexiel BookMan
Neutral
Literary (Mara) Demon
Story Book Dreaming
Posts: 118
|
Post by Alexiel BookMan on Nov 16, 2011 19:03:34 GMT -5
It took several minutes for the mara to settle, his bare feet curling against the floor below them, the cold soothing him slightly. He was pleased that Reikas didn't take offense to him asking about the shirt and he was stunned to see what was underneath it. Alexiel hadn't seen many people shirtless, and it really was a treat. His skin wasn't see through like his own, and it looked as if he had toned himself for years. He felt a little self conscious all of a sudden, as if compared he really was just a skinny little book worm that never went out in the sun. Before he knew it his large bed had practically been jumped on and he seemed to smile, as if relieved; Reikas was obviously very accepting of how the mara lived, and it settled him even more as he rubbed his own wrists.
With a strange sort of walk that only proved he was struggling with his current body reaction he made his way over slowly, watching the demon with a great curiosity. He would have made a comment if Reikas hasn't asked another question, one that only made Alexiel blush again, nerves bubbling once more. "I- well, I did promise you a massage?" He wondered if this is what the other man meant when he said 'turn'; of course he would happily do this, wanting to see what someone else's reactions would be like when being touched so intimately. He assumed they wouldn't be as obvious or as distracting as his own, but he just wanted to know.
Alexiel stood at the side of the bed for a few moments before crawling onto it and kneeling there like he was unsure. He didn't know how to go about it now the man was in such a defensive position; or that's what the mara thought of it anyway, he had never been invited to sit between legs and it was all so unusual for him.
|
|
Reikas Esterion
Slave
Happiness Demon
What makes you truly happy...?
Posts: 419
|
Post by Reikas Esterion on Nov 16, 2011 19:12:24 GMT -5
Reikas rested his wrists on his knees and watched Alexiel climb onto the bed with a sort of superior contentment. He was in-control and he could make Alexiel do very many things right now he imagined, and he loved it. He also loved watching Alexiel's body move, watching those bones and muscles work together to carry the mara from the floor onto the bed and sit before him. He was deeply pleased that he could sense the mara's approval of his own body, as if he might have expected something else instead.
"It's up to you," he said extending his hands out without moving his arms. "Do you want me to keep going or do you want me to lie down for you, and you can explore what it's like to touch someone?" Either way, he was trembling with anticipation just below the surface, his body simmering with overdrive energy that craved some sort of action be done. These transitions were always the worst for him as his patience warred against his body's charged desires. "I don't mind if you just want to be touched..."
|
|
Alexiel BookMan
Neutral
Literary (Mara) Demon
Story Book Dreaming
Posts: 118
|
Post by Alexiel BookMan on Nov 16, 2011 19:30:34 GMT -5
Now that was a question, and Alexiel thought about it long and hard. He was torn between his own selfish and new desires about letting someone else explore his body but he also wanted to touch Reikas' body which was newly on display. For a while he sat upon his own feet, his fingers curling around his own bedsheets carefully, as if toying with the idea of doing it again to someone's skin. He stared for a while at the demon's chest, and this time it wasn't easy to tell; the general direction of his eyes was towards the man. Oddly, he found himself staring a little too long at the man's beautiful muscles, they were so defined. He then looked away, noticing he might have looked a little too long and began to think of a compromise.
With a sense of a little pride in his new idea and shifting slightly he moved closer to Reikas, still a little unsure. Surely if he lay back again the demon's chest he would be able to touch the other man's arms as well as his legs, this would be a good starting point. But he didn't want to mention this to the demon in case he got a bit distracted and with a deep breath he moved rather a lot, placing his now a little cold and pale back against Reikas' chest. This sensation alone was enough to make him gasp and regret his decision a little; but he placed his hands on the other man's leg gently, as if wanting to have something to hold onto just in case.
|
|
Reikas Esterion
Slave
Happiness Demon
What makes you truly happy...?
Posts: 419
|
Post by Reikas Esterion on Nov 16, 2011 19:53:18 GMT -5
While Alexiel thought long and hard about his decision, Reikas tried not to think about something else long and hard in front of him. He itched to have something done but Alexiel was tortuously indecisive. He played with the material of his jeans with the fingers of his right hand as he watched, patient only in appearance. He raised his eyebrows in a wordless question as the silence stretched though, wondering if the mara was legitimately entranced by his body. He wasn't sure exactly what part of him Alexiel was looking at, after all, and he doubted the other man had been around many shirtless guys or scantily clad anything attractive ever.
His expression seemed to evoke a response though, since Alexiel's head suddenly turned away and he started moving. He came closer and Reikas smiled in proud excitement, welcoming the mara and accepting his slightly chilled weight with hands lightly resting on Alexiel's shoulders to guide him into place comfortably. He reveled in the feel of a body against his again, but only briefly.
He felt Alexiel's hands on his legs and wasted little time. The gasp had barely left the mara's lips when he slipped his hands beneath Alexiel's arms and skimmed his fingertips across the mara's stomach, enveloping him in a warming and protective hug. He wanted Alexiel to feel what it was like to be completely surrounded by a skin-on-skin embrace, and he also wanted to indulge himself for just a moment and enfold this wonderful source of joy and powerful bliss completely inside himself. It was a sensation second only to being the one surrounded by bliss, but since he was physically larger than the skinny mara, this would have to do just nicely.
"Close your eyes," he whispered in Alexiel's ear, "And just relax..."
|
|
Alexiel BookMan
Neutral
Literary (Mara) Demon
Story Book Dreaming
Posts: 118
|
Post by Alexiel BookMan on Nov 16, 2011 20:14:01 GMT -5
As Alexiel learned back and gasped he was surprised at just how fast the other man set to work, it was almost as if he had never stopped and he couldn't help but squirm madly under this new reign of power. He was trapped between two legs, a rather warm and brilliant chest and now two strong strapping arms. They were brilliantly placed across his stomach and it felt strangely comforting; he really didn't need to feel nervous anymore because of such a powerful protecting hold. The flood of happiness and the feel of pure safety washed over him and he relaxed, leaning more into the other man's chest, his hands now on both legs besides him, clinging to the fabric softly like a cat when stroked.
A whisper entered his ear and Alexiel felt shivers caress down his spine like a sheet of ice had hit him. The sound of it was enough to make the feel in the pit of his stomach come back and he felt so ultimately pleased by just this sound. The mara did as he was told though, his eyes closing as he bit his own lip hard. He hoped the pain would help him concentrate this time and he wouldn't make such pathetic noises as he did earlier, even though he knew the other man truly enjoyed them. He was learning emotions now, and he made note that Reikas really did feel at his best when the mara wasn't trying to hide anything. He would be as open as he could now, trying not to keep anything back from the other man so that he could please him too.
|
|
Reikas Esterion
Slave
Happiness Demon
What makes you truly happy...?
Posts: 419
|
Post by Reikas Esterion on Nov 16, 2011 20:27:26 GMT -5
"Mmmmmm..." Reikas exhaled in pure contentment as the hug released such blissful enjoyment from his little host. It seeped into him from all sides, and for a moment, he relaxed as Alexiel did, pushing away the excitement of the mara's squirming before. He sat back after a moment and released the grip of his right arm and shifted his left a few inches higher, giving him room to explore while still holding on to what was probably going to be a very squirmy subject. With his newly freed right hand, he traced his fingertips back and forth slowly across Alexiel's stomach. He wondered if the mara was ticklish. What a delightful thing to investigate sometime.
This truly was heaven though. He imagined spending the rest of the day playing with Alexiel's body, working the mara up into unendurable bliss again and again, sustaining his tremulous overdrive for hours and hours, and falling asleep with the man curled inside his embrace on this glorious bed. These were the moments he lived for, the peak of his personal existence, the highest state of being he could achieve. Life was just perfect, and if Reikas had his way, it would only get better.
|
|
Alexiel BookMan
Neutral
Literary (Mara) Demon
Story Book Dreaming
Posts: 118
|
Post by Alexiel BookMan on Nov 16, 2011 20:50:19 GMT -5
Though it was horridly temping, Alexiel kept his eyes closed, almost teasing himself with not knowing what was going to happen next. It was titillating to know that he was going to be here for a while, or at least until Reikas got bored or was satisfied with the mara's reactions. He squirmed again, as badly as before as he felt the fingers explore his soft and exposed skin, this was a different sensation to his back though, it didn't 'arouse' him as much, in fact, it distracted him rather a lot with a gasp as he tried to twitch away from it. He wasn't ticklish as such, but he was sure this touch, though nice, was not something he could stand for long; like scratching an itch that went on far too long. He smiled though, a rather strange smile that he was happy Reikas wouldn't be able to see.
The mara's hands seemed to let go of the fabric across the other man's legs and instead he found himself letting a singular finger run up and down it as far as it could, wondering if the small amount of touch would make up for the pure selfishness he felt right now. He then noticed the other man's hand tracing nearer to his ribs, which made him make a soft and very quiet moan again, as if it had gotten lost whilst trying to escape the man's throat. Alexiel had started to notice his skin was more sensitive when the bones were closer to the surface, and he knew Reikas would most likely work this out far too quickly, using it to his advantage. He also noticed that the once very prominent feeling of lust was gone from the other man, and he couldn't decide if this was a good or bad thing.
The mara breathed in deeply, trying to catch his breath and concentrate while he felt the demon's heartbeat against his back, that might have been the nicest part of being so close to someone. The worst part in all of this was the lack of noise - did everyone do this kind of thing in silence? No, he supposed most people would talk a lot more or listen to some sort of music, but Alexiel really didn't know what to say, he assumed Reikas would already know just how much he was enjoying himself.
|
|
Reikas Esterion
Slave
Happiness Demon
What makes you truly happy...?
Posts: 419
|
Post by Reikas Esterion on Nov 16, 2011 21:01:45 GMT -5
Oh, Reikas had worked it out all right. He wasn't going to tempt himself so soon with all of Alexiel's body in easy access, but the mara's soft escaping moan was like a personal invitation, and plus he could feel Alexiel's grip on his jeans gone and replaced by an exploratory touch of his own. Now he wished he wasn't wearing them, but he doubted that the mara would have been so inclined to sit like this if so much of him was bared. Still, Alexiel was just asking for it, wasn't he?
He ran his tongue over his lower lip silently, the released his left arm's grip as well. He ran his fingertips up and down Alexiel's sides now, drifting over the bones of his rib cage with eager anticipation. He wasn't aware of the mara's aversion to silence; in fact, he imagined it was a preference of Alexiel's, since he spent so much time in a quiet library. He figured it was better, focusing on one sensation more so than overloading the mara with many at a time. If only he'd known.
|
|
Alexiel BookMan
Neutral
Literary (Mara) Demon
Story Book Dreaming
Posts: 118
|
Post by Alexiel BookMan on Nov 16, 2011 21:23:34 GMT -5
Alexiel’s legs that had once laid flat on the bed shifted upwards and he brought his feet closer to him, his knees coming closer to him. The touch to his side had caused this of course, and once the fingers touched the skin between them it caused him to press his palms flat against the other man’s legs, gasping a little before letting out a soft moan. He tried to arch his body away from the touch a little but it just managed to press himself against the other man’s chest more, his heart rate picking up as it had done before whilst his head almost spun. How would he get away from this if it got too much? How would he stop himself from just blurting out anything to stop the silence and have Reikas talk to him again in that alluring voice. All the angel’s in heaven couldn’t stop him from wanting more of this; wanting to even touch himself to stop this strange frustration rising in him.
writhing and squirming against the other man’s touch and torso was all he could manage to do with himself, the small gasps and innocently quiet moans escaping him out of his control now. Hell, if this carried on Alexiel would have no choice but to shut himself up with a pillow or his wrist, which didn’t seem much in his control now. But the silence was killing him, all he could hear were his own strange noises and his heart beat which now rung louder and faster than ever; his stomach twisting in a bizarre excitement which he had started to understand. “Reikas...” He breathed out, quietly like he couldn’t get the strength to talk louder, but the mara had no idea what he was going to say now, would he ask something, or just tell the other man something to start him talking again. “It feels... strange.”
This statement seemed to sum up just how Alexiel felt right now, but it did feel wonderful, and as he made his soft noises he couldn’t help but rub his palm down the other man’s leg as far as he could, before pulling it back up, shifting the material under it. He wasn’t keen on material being there though, it felt no where near as nice as his fingers and back against skin.
|
|
Reikas Esterion
Slave
Happiness Demon
What makes you truly happy...?
Posts: 419
|
Post by Reikas Esterion on Nov 16, 2011 21:44:37 GMT -5
Ohhh, this was a bad idea. Reikas had been able to handle Alexiel squirming against him while the two of them were mostly side-by-side, but having a writhing, moaning body against his chest and between his legs was too much. Alexiel tried to get away from his hands but the demon stiffened his muscles and followed him, his hands increasing their pace and frequency every so slightly.
He closed his eyes and listened to the beautiful and intoxicating music coming from the mara's throat, and then his name was said in a breathless voice. The demon rumbled a quiet, questioning moan, and smiled as Alexiel delivered the information to him.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" he asked. "It makes you want to move, gives you energy--" he cut off just then as Alexiel rubbed his leg harder than before, getting dangerously close to parts unknown, and his lips parted in a sigh of longing.
"Ahhhh...if you want me to take my jeans off, just tell me," he muttered, sounding distracted. His hands remained up high on Alexiel's sides this time, and he closed them around the mara's chest, his fingers brushing lightly and teasingly along that nip*le ring he so longed to play with. In fact, to hell with it. If Alexiel was going to put hands down there, Reikas would reward him. Or punish him. He caught the ring with his fingers and played with it, preparing for an excellent reaction, indeed.
|
|
Alexiel BookMan
Neutral
Literary (Mara) Demon
Story Book Dreaming
Posts: 118
|
Post by Alexiel BookMan on Nov 16, 2011 22:03:16 GMT -5
The pace picked up and it was causing a great chain of things to happen within the little mara’s body, almost as if his nerves were playing games with his body. His heart rate picked up even more, causing his breath to leave him more rapidly, small noises coming out with them as he breathed back in sharply each time. Not being in control was not helping, in fact it was making him feel more safe now, as if he could do anything and just get away with it. He even seemed to move a little more, if not struggling against the tight and strong hold just to know he couldn’t get out. It was then that Reikas moaned, right next to his ear and this sound alone caused a shiver like ice down his entire body – at least he wasn’t the only one capable of making such strange sounds. Alexiel couldn’t even respond to when he was asked about how good it felt.
The mara took a note of how the other man stopped in his sentence when his leg was touched so sharply and as much as he wanted the demon to speak to him in that powerful and calming voice, he did like the idea of why he might have stopped. The longing and lust within the other man picked up and with a small movement he tried to move his chest away from him, agreeing that the trousers were just making things more complicated – he wanted skin, even if he didn’t know the consequences of his actions.
Alexiel went to open his mouth to tell the other man just how he felt about material when the fingers started to move; he had been so unfocussed that it surprised him, not concentrating on keeping himself in control and the touch to his ring caused a slightly louder, longer and very uncontrolled moan. It had come out of him so rapidly that he didn’t even realised he had done it. He clenched his eyes closed once more and his hands, in contrast to what they had done before gripped onto the fabric below them, pulling at it as he tried to move down away from the touch; but it seemed useless. His back rubbed down against the other man’s chest but he was being held in place still, so he didn’t go far, panting as he struggled against it and felt his that longing feeling towards his lower half. The mara couldn’t help but shake uncontrollably, still making the odd little sound now he was letting his breath catch.
"T-trousers.... off!" He commanded for the first time, his voice almost breathless as he tugged at the trousers a little more. He would have to get himself more piercings like this if this is how intense it felt to have someone else touch him so intimately.
|
|
Reikas Esterion
Slave
Happiness Demon
What makes you truly happy...?
Posts: 419
|
Post by Reikas Esterion on Nov 16, 2011 22:42:58 GMT -5
Yes, sir. Reikas was all too happy to oblige. Alexiel was killing him, writhing and rubbing against his skin, his bare chest, this living body and all of its moans and movements so close to him. He was thoroughly impressed by Alexiel's powerful instruction.
"Sit forward," he commanded, letting the mara go and pushing his hips back against the pillows, his hands diving south toward his waist. He worked his fly open and twisted his knee in behind Alexiel, hardly waiting for the mara to move before turning himself sideways and slipping off his jeans. Black plaid boxers greeted them both along with another surprise. Whether it the squirming or the command that had finally hardened the demon, he was proud he'd kept it away for so long.
"Get back here, you," he said, not even giving Alexiel a chance to consider that he had a boner or what to do about it. Time to learn on the job. He took Alexiel's shoulders and drew him in, resuming their previous position very quickly. "Don't worry about it," he said to the question he knew would be coming very soon as he felt the mara settle against his crotch. "I'll deal with it later. I'll deal with both of them later."
|
|