Rich Foster

 [ Human/Fae Hybrid - Claimed by Jeramiah Rutherford ]

[richfoster]

[cronanxirish-deactivated2021051]

[PM] Know any good hangover remedies? I think I've been overdoing it a bit much lately... some of the stuff here is ridiculously strong and I get the feeling it's laced with magic or something.

PM: Yeah it’s called sleep and water. Maybe a few pain killers won’t hurt either. Are you the one rummaging through my whiskey stash?

[richfoster]

PM: Not anymore…? Told Avery I’d stop drinking for a while and I meant it.

[cronanxirish-deactivated2021051]

PM: Well, that’s good. I would like to come home and be able to drink my whiskey and not find it empty. 

[richfoster]

PM: Sorry!!

[cronanxirish-deactivated2021051]

[PM] Know any good hangover remedies? I think I've been overdoing it a bit much lately... some of the stuff here is ridiculously strong and I get the feeling it's laced with magic or something.

PM: Yeah it’s called sleep and water. Maybe a few pain killers won’t hurt either. Are you the one rummaging through my whiskey stash?

[richfoster]

PM: Not anymore...? Told Avery I'd stop drinking for a while and I meant it.

[richfoster]

Comfort [Avery & Rich]

[averyarden]

richfoster:

Alberich groaned, delighted by the verbal confession but more than anything even more eager for Avery to fuck him. His hips rolled as he felt the second finger, lips parting slightly. “Fuck me,” he begged, “Yes– please, Ave. want to feel you in me– cumming in me, babe.” [Claim me. I’m yours, Ave.] It wasn’t the first or even one of the first times they’d fucked, but Alberich couldn’t deny he had a soft spot for when Avery got possessive, loving how he acted and treated Alberich during sex in response. “I need you– Want you to fuck me.”

Avery’s breathing grew shallow, his chest quickening in its rise and fall as he listened to those sweet words. When Rich talked like that it certainly had a way of driving out the behavior he wanted. Avery gave a small desperate noise and withdrew his fingers, his hands spreading Rich’s cheeks as the tip of his cock pressed against the puckered tightness of Rich’s hole. Avery shifted, beginning to push himself into his lover’s heat. “Kiss me.” He demanded, his tongue sliding over his lips as he eased himself in, inch by inch.

[richfoster]

The hybrid let out a low moan, eyes rolling back as he felt Avery slowly fill him, cock sliding in until he felt the fae bottom out. His ass clenched around his length, legs shaking slightly as he willed himself to relax faster around him. "F-fuck, you feel amazing, Ave... Love this," he mumbled against Avery's lips, rolling his hips after a moment and capturing his lips in a needy kiss.

[richfoster]

Comfort [Avery & Rich]

[averyarden]

richfoster:

“Ah-O-of course you do,” he replied, squirming and biting back a moan as Avery’s finger slipped in. “Know how badly I want you to fuck me, babe, nothing funny about that.” He thrust back against Avery’s finger, his hand moving to stroke Avery’s cock instead.

Avery writhed lightly, Rich managing as always, to touch him in a way that had his body eagerly responding. A second finger was offered, but Rich was right, there was hardly a need for intricate prepping. “I could come from your touch alone.” Avery breathed, and there weren’t many that could take pleasure in that. “Let me fuck you, before I do.”

[richfoster]

Alberich groaned, delighted by the verbal confession but more than anything even more eager for Avery to fuck him. His hips rolled as he felt the second finger, lips parting slightly. "Fuck me," he begged, "Yes-- please, Ave. want to feel you in me-- cumming in me, babe." [Claim me. I'm yours, Ave.] It wasn't the first or even one of the first times they'd fucked, but Alberich couldn't deny he had a soft spot for when Avery got possessive, loving how he acted and treated Alberich during sex in response. "I need you-- Want you to fuck me."

[richfoster]

Comfort [Avery & Rich]

[richfoster]

“Is that saying you asking me not to prep myself of you asking if I don’t plan to?” He asked squeezing lube onto his fingers, too impatient to wait for a reply. “Because I definitely need a minute, but you’re more than welcome to help… not much though– I’m still a little loose from earlier.”

[averyarden]

“I was asking out of concern since you seem so eager.” Avery replied, leaning up to chase Rich’s lips with a kiss. “I don’t want you to be overly sore, though it would be humorous.” He swiped some of the lube from Rich’s fingers, letting it coat his index finger which he then used to teasingly rub against his lover’s hole. “I love when you get impatient.” Avery snickered, pushing the finger in.

[richfoster]

"Ah-O-of course you do," he replied, squirming and biting back a moan as Avery's finger slipped in. "Know how badly I want you to fuck me, babe, nothing funny about that." He thrust back against Avery's finger, his hand moving to stroke Avery's cock instead.

[richfoster]

Comfort [Avery & Rich]

[richfoster]

"Is that saying you asking me not to prep myself of you asking if I don't plan to?" He asked squeezing lube onto his fingers, too impatient to wait for a reply. "Because I definitely need a minute, but you're more than welcome to help... not much though-- I'm still a little loose from earlier."

[richfoster]

Comfort [Avery & Rich]

[richfoster]

“Oh sweetheart,” he responded softly when his eyes locked with Avery’s. “You’re absolutely perfect, you know?” One hand carded through Avery’s hair, cupping the back of his head as the other balanced him above Avery’s form. He leaned down, kissing him again and rolling his hips against Avery’s. “Mm… And I really want to ride you right now, babe. Please? Want to feel you against me– in me.”

[averyarden]

The smile grew less teasing and more genuine. The words made Avery happy rather than feed his ego. Rich never said these types of things to needlessly flatter him–he always meant it, and that warm fluttering feeling in his gut only grew. There was a small gasp as Rich moved against him. “I suppose that means you’re no longer angry with me, hm?” He asked sweetly, arms lowering to playfully grip Rich’s ass. “Let’s get rid of some clothing love. I want to see how hard and fast you can ride.” He nips Rich’s lip in emphasis, and then responds by pushing his hips upwards, grinding out a bit of friction between their bodies.

[richfoster]

The hybrid rolled his eyes, still miffed about how easily Avery found trouble, but too horny and wanting to let it stop him now. He immediately stripped off his top, climbing off Avery to take off his underwear again and to grab a bottle of near by lube. "You know I can never stay angry with you, Ave... you mean too much to me for that," he murmured, uncapping the bottle as he was too eager to wait.

[richfoster]

Comfort [Avery & Rich]

[richfoster]

"Oh sweetheart," he responded softly when his eyes locked with Avery's. "You're absolutely perfect, you know?" One hand carded through Avery's hair, cupping the back of his head as the other balanced him above Avery's form. He leaned down, kissing him again and rolling his hips against Avery's. "Mm... And I really want to ride you right now, babe. Please? Want to feel you against me-- in me."

[hime-bun]

Actual angel descended from heaven.

[richfoster]

Comfort [Avery & Rich]

[averyarden]

Avery hummed into the kiss, his arms looping around the back of Rich’s neck in a loose embrace as he kissed with that same offered passion. “Are you going to punish me?” He couldn’t help but ask, his lips turning upwards into a grin against Rich’s own.

[richfoster]

"No. Because you'd probably get off on that, wouldn't you," he teased, pulling Avery's form flush against his. "Bent over my lap with your pants down as I spank you-- or maybe tie you up and edge you for a few hours.... that sounds more like a reward for us than punishment, don't you think?"

[richfoster]

Comfort [Avery & Rich]

“That’s complete bull shit and you know it, he retorted, pulling Avery close and minding his bruises. He leaned over the other slightly, kissing every bruise he could reach. “You’ll be the death of me with how much I worry… I just know it.” @averyarden

[averyarden]

Avery succumbed to relaxation as the comfort of Rich’s lips and mere presence brought him at ease. He storm of his heart and mind always settled with Rich, making him need the other fae all the more. "I’m /fine/, I promise.” Avery mused, running a soft hand over his lover’s back. “Besides, you should see the other guy. Much worse off.” He cackled.

[richfoster]

"You're lucky I find your cheekiness adorable," he huffed with a grin, pulling Avery into a needy and possessive kiss. One arm slid behind Avery's lower back, tugging him close as he nipped at the fae's lips before capturing them in another kiss. "One of these days you won't be let off so easily for this behavior."

[richfoster]

Comfort [Avery & Rich]

"That's complete bull shit and you know it, he retorted, pulling Avery close and minding his bruises. He leaned over the other slightly, kissing every bruise he could reach. "You'll be the death of me with how much I worry... I just know it." @averyarden

[averyarden]

[Pm] Alright. Today you're staying in bed with me. No arguments. Just- just let me dote on you and keep you safe, if only for a few hours, okay?

[PM] Bed day? I see no reason to argue with that. Does it come with a neck rub?

[richfoster]

[PM] If you promise to keep your head out of trouble and not keep scaring me half to death I'll give you a lot more than a neck rub, Ave... now come here. Now.

[averyarden]

richfoster:

Alberich moaned softly, lips biting down on Avery’s neck and only parting when he saw the glass of water being handed his way. He leaned forward, gently sipping some through the straw for a moment before his tongue darted out and ran across his lips. His arms squeezed Avery gently, getting smeared in he paint as he pulled the sound of Avery’s moans from memory. “I’d delight in nothing else.”

Their body paint was quickly becoming a mess, but Avery couldn’t be bothered. They were done with the festival for now, and he had something far more important to attend to. He took another sip from the glass of water and then took Rich’s hand, slipping off his stool and tugging his lover along with him. He wasn’t sure if he had the patience to get Rich up into the suite and in the bedroom, so he walked away from the castle and towards the gardens–where as expected, there was no one. 

Promptly turning once he was content with the place where they stood, Avery sealed his lips over Rich’s, tugging him close as a hint of desires showed in his mind. He wanted to hear Rich beg him for release–bring him to the point he was crying out for it–and he grinned into the kiss as he decided he would do just that.

[richfoster]

Alberich raised an eyebrow curiously as Avery went in the opposite direction he expected, headed towards the gardens. As long as they fucked, he didn't mind-- though a small part of him worried about the lack of lubricant, presuming neither packed any. He'd been ready to ask the fae when he felt himself quickly pulled in a hot, hungry kiss from Avery.

Their bodies fit together perfectly, the paint smudging further as he kissed Avery back, pulling at Avery's mind for encouragement. Gods, [Fuck that's hot-- please-- whatever you want, Avery.] He wanted it-- to be fucked by Avery outside, begging and screaming for release. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been strung along like that and every nerve ending in his body wanted nothing less.

[richfoster]

Alberich moaned softly, lips biting down on Avery's neck and only parting when he saw the glass of water being handed his way. He leaned forward, gently sipping some through the straw for a moment before his tongue darted out and ran across his lips. His arms squeezed Avery gently, getting smeared in he paint as he pulled the sound of Avery's moans from memory. "I'd delight in nothing else."

[richfoster]

What turns you on faster than anything else? feel free to answer elaborately ;)

A guy who takes charge and makes it clear what he wants. I actually am into a lot of stuff in regards to denial and control-- a guy who can learn to play my body just so and keep me on edge for unbearably long periods of time is hot.