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Who's fra— ohh nevermind. Nevermind, okay, yeah... ah.

[where is he supposed to look right now? he's allowed to watch that, right? ah but he could watch Magolor blush too, or watch him moan— Kei's really in the best spot for the best view of everything. and he can't go anywhere on his back like this, he's not going to fall over, but he has to bring his knees up and dig his heels into the ground to brace himself, suddenly holding his breath.]

[it embarrasses and thrills him both to be watched—that's kind of just how he is, though, and he knows it. embarrassment is pretty thrilling! he feels hot all over, cheeks burning, but also a deeply satisfied smugness as he settles onto Kei's hips and squirms to just enjoy this for a moment. the feeling of being filled and pressed together, and also, the vantage point to look down at Kei. he's also in a great position to see everything.

he leans forward to rub his hands over Kei's chest again and then lean down over him, kissing distance.]

Ahhhhh . . . ♥ Do you like that as much as I do?

[lets go of Magolor's waist to prop his elbows underneath himself because he can't resist kissing distance, he's GOTTA lean up to kiss, getting his breath back just to lose it in a loud and very emphatic moan against Magolor's mouth]

Fuck, yeah I do. I can't like anything better.

[he kisses back messily, not because of inexperience or the slightly awkward angle, but just because that's the mood right now, that's what he wants. he pulls back with a breathless laugh, trailing off into a loud moan, an echo of Kei's]

Hmm, maybe I should stop then? Maybe there's nowhere to go from here?

[of course, he punctuates this by finally moving again on top of Kei, grinding down with his hips]

Oh no, what do you know, I just discovered a new favorite thing.

[totally casual, totally chill, totally having to tip his head back and groan]

Hahaha! Mmmm, get ready for that to keep happening . . . ♥

[good response, good going, definitely a good thing to keep doing. he grinds down in languid little rocks of his hips, slowly to start with, but not gently, keeping his face close to Kei's so there's no escaping his little (and less little) moans]

Ahhhh, mmmm—

Mhmm, is that more of this happening or aha— finding new favorites...?

[as if Kei would even THINK to escape. red as he is— and even if some of those moans cue small echoing moans of his own —he's still propped up wobbily on his elbows, still sticking close to kiss and bite at his lips, his jaw, even trying to reach his ears in between words.]

[as soon as he figures out Kei is going for the ears, he is going to LET Kei go for those ears—like this he has both human and his usual ears, and he doesn't even care which ones get the attention, so he clumsily tries to offer both. it's not like he's completely with it right now himself. he ducks his head to mouth at Kei's collarbone because that's just where his mouth is right now—he can only hope that's a thing people like—dragging his teeth there, sucking random spots, just for something to do with his mouth as he grinds down. he doesn't even answer the question.]

Mmmmmnnnnn, mmmhmmm. Yeah, I—uh-huh.

[thats an answer]

[kei's only got one mouth for so many options, he can't worry an earlobe or bite a pointy ear at the same time, but HE TRIES, just mouthing at whichever's closest in turn as Magolor moves around. either set is cute and soft and good for moaning directly into, 'cause he IS the person that's got sensitive collarbones.]

Right, right, yeah. Uh— oof.

[or at least until his elbows give out propping himself up and he's flat on his back again]

—Hahaha! ♥

[cute! that's cute—Magolor beams down at him, just a little marred by how hard he's breathing and how flushed he is. they can see each other better again like this. now that Kei's out flat again, Magolor sits up over him and braces his hands on his chest to hold him down that way, shifting to get the position on top of him just right]

Mmmm, okay. Okay, that was good. Now you can let me take good care of you . . .

[he braces himself on his knees and begins to rock his hips firmly, grinding down. he both is and isn't used to this exact gesture, and it's clumsy at first, but that doesn't detract from how good it feels on his end, at least]

Ah—

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