002 » no time to get to know you

[bladehand]

fanart by Zn_IneedGTA6.
for dimitri at aboarhent.

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[bladehand]

[ A drop of — something — splashes, pinprick-light, against Byleth's back, making that succulent hole of his tighten even more devilishly. Either sweat or saliva, the professor supposes. He's noticed Dimitri's habit of salivating more during sex, though they've never discussed it at length; he thinks he should ask, at some point. Sometimes he wonders if Dimitri actually tastes something during sex, something that he can't taste when he eats. Byleth thinks he might be able to understand. Sometimes, the pleasure is so rich that he swears he can taste it, too.

It's heavenly. Being speared on his lover's cock. Torturous, too — to feel that slow, unhurried thrust, have every slow inch of it jolt through all of his nerves and resonate through his bones. Byleth rarely swears — never swore very much even when he ran with mercenaries who said fuck nearly as often as they said shit — but Dimitri alone gets to hear him cursing quietly under his breath as that giant cock of Dima's pulls out and then back in again, making his jaw clench as he hisses softly and helplessly craves more. His ass stings a little from being bitten and slapped and pinched, but Byleth doesn't mind; each twinge of painful affection reminds him that he's Dimitri's and Dimitri's alone. ]

Don't I — spoil you enough — ?

[ Everything. Everything. He's given Dimitri everything, would give Dimitri still more if he asked for it. Everything he wants, anything he needs. Because he loves Dimitri; because Dimitri means everything to him; because neither snow nor wind nor flower nor moon can compare to the beauty of Dimitri's smile and the brilliant light in his blue eye when he looks at his Byleth and needs something.

Byleth wants to make love to his Dimitri, too. It's just — he might not know how.

They never did have a very conventional romance.

So he's whining and he's letting out soft little moans, but they're not loud enough yet, not the way Dimitri knows he can be loud. He's trying to turn around for a kiss, trying to beg for cock. Maybe he doesn't understand, just yet, how gently Dimitri wants to make love to him tonight. ]

And you, you're telling me... that I don't deserve you...?