rothalion:
Every sound, every noise that Rothalion made was like music to the tiefling’s ears. His own face was flushed a darker shade of red as he felt the scratching of nails on his back. Both of them would be marked up after this, he could already tell.
He broke the kissing with a wet smack of their lips, then tilted his head, letting his teeth graze the duskwight’s neck. Hands sought purchase on Ro’s sides, holding him steady as he pulled his hips back slowly, waited when he was almost all the way out, before snapping them forward again.
He let out a pleasured moan against Ro’s ear. Then repeated the process, a little quicker this time. Again, and again, and again - until he’d built up a steady rhythm. He’d make it a pattern, fucking Ro for a moment with quick thrusts before slowing into steady and deep ones. All the while, his lips played gently at the Elezen’s ears, placing light kisses before returning to nip at his neck, his jaw, and his lower lip.









