[Nobunaga is also a mess of sounds. Desperate keening whines as he tries fervently to hold himself together, in control. In a strange way, it's all reversed. The things he does with Klaus and what he did with others. The Demon King could fuck whomever he wanted, but they would do most of the work or simply just be as still as possible, not an active participant showing him new things, or saying anything or doing much. And it wasn't so frenetic! Like making every second last, the most of it, desperate longing to be joined at the hips, as if the moment they stopped, they might not get another chance. But Nobunaga loves it, love this, love Klaus.]
Fuck, you're so... so... [Words are completely stuck in this throat as he tries to keep his hands steady and slide the lube in Klaus, even though he can't help just groaning, his head swimming with the sensation as much as if it wasn't just his fingers. There's a gulp, and at least he remembers how to breathe, but that's about the extent of it.] The best. You're the best. [There's another groan, as he closes his eyes, gently leaning his head back on Klaus' shoulders, trying to focus on one thing at a time, because the image of Klaus spread for him was enough to last him a lifetime of alone time fuel, and he's starting to get overwhelmed by the intensity of it somehow. He didn't know he even had that kind of limit.] I want to see how deep I can go. My whip could only graze the surface, but I will mine you inside out.
[Chu! Nobunaga isn't even sure where he's kissing, just kissing.] You are unbelievably sexy. To think you can always undo me like this... [A small delighted laugh. He loves it.]
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Date: 2022-11-27 07:41 am (UTC)Fuck, you're so... so... [Words are completely stuck in this throat as he tries to keep his hands steady and slide the lube in Klaus, even though he can't help just groaning, his head swimming with the sensation as much as if it wasn't just his fingers. There's a gulp, and at least he remembers how to breathe, but that's about the extent of it.] The best. You're the best. [There's another groan, as he closes his eyes, gently leaning his head back on Klaus' shoulders, trying to focus on one thing at a time, because the image of Klaus spread for him was enough to last him a lifetime of alone time fuel, and he's starting to get overwhelmed by the intensity of it somehow. He didn't know he even had that kind of limit.] I want to see how deep I can go. My whip could only graze the surface, but I will mine you inside out.
[Chu! Nobunaga isn't even sure where he's kissing, just kissing.] You are unbelievably sexy. To think you can always undo me like this... [A small delighted laugh. He loves it.]