There’s a shudder down his spine as his partner purrs such praise back at him, only to show off sharpened teeth at him and then bite at his neck just enough to hurt. He knows that in the past that he’s the one that’s taken the reins, the one who has shown Deitrich a good time and let the witch relax, but if Dei keeps going like this, he’s not sure he’ll be able to keep up with this bravado he presents all the time.
Hands slip underneath his coat, and though it may have not been visible before, it wouldn’t be all that difficult to find a few of the hidden daggers that the heavy fabric conceals and makes him still look like the ever flamboyant and sashaying figure he always is. The hand that’s under Dei’s shirt moves now to brush his fingers along his stomach, gentle, in a way their previous nights weren’t, while his other hand shifts to inside rest on Dei’s inner thigh.
“Do you want to take this slow or do want this to be fast?” He breathes out; it’s the first time he hasn’t just taken control.
⤗ Deitrich follows the bite up with a smaller, gentler kiss. It’s unusual that Raphael isn’t jumping into this, but Deitrich can take the lead if he needs to. Besides, he’s never been much of a pillow princess.
There’s definitely a lot of daggers under that coat, but they’ll just get shed with the coat that Deitrich’s trying to push off the pirate’s shoulders right now. Hopefully Raphael doesn’t feel the need to keep any of those on his person around Deitrich, though the witch won’t be offended if one is snatched.
“I usually like to take it slow.” He’s never in a rush to get off, but Deitrich’s found it’s quite difficult to find the end of his patience. Unless you insult him, anyway, but Raphael’s never done that. “But we can play it by ear.” Followed by another bite a bit higher on Raphael’s neck, just below his ear.
Usually controlled breaths stagger and pitch, like a sail fluttering in the winds of an oncoming storm. His head tilts slightly away from the kisses leading up his neck, followed by a bite just shy of his ear. It makes him all too compliant to remove his captain's coat, his hands moving away from Deitrich for but a moment in order to let the fabric completely rest behind him instead of draping merely around his arms.
It's rare that he lets someone else take the lead, rare that he lets another keep a hold over him, rare that he lets someone take the reins on him. But a part of him can't help it. It feels instinctive, feels natural to give in, to lean into Deitrich's touch, to let him feel the fluttering pulse of a dead man given life and Truth for but a moment yet again.
“You're so beautiful,” he manages to say past shaky breaths that he struggles to keep his composure with. A single moment of praise before he falls from grace.
⤗ Deitrich pulls back enough to peek at Raphael’s face through half lidded eyes. He knows the man would certainly never say “no” to this, it’s just a little piece of him wants Raphael to say “yes” because it’s him. Not just because it’s sex.
“I think you’re catching my hints well enough, Raphael,” he purrs. His coy grin reveals those slightly elongated eye teeth of his, a little hint that he’s not exactly human. They aren’t particularly sharp, though. Just something that’s definitely noticeable, especially when Deitrich returns to Raphael’s neck with an affectionate bite. It’s meant to hurt, though it doesn’t draw blood. Raphael likes pain.
His hands make themselves busy sliding under the pirate’s vibrant blue coat. Blue really does look good on Raphael, but right now it’d look better on the floor.
There’s a shudder down his spine as his partner purrs such praise back at him, only to show off sharpened teeth at him and then bite at his neck just enough to hurt. He knows that in the past that he’s the one that’s taken the reins, the one who has shown Deitrich a good time and let the witch relax, but if Dei keeps going like this, he’s not sure he’ll be able to keep up with this bravado he presents all the time.
Hands slip underneath his coat, and though it may have not been visible before, it wouldn’t be all that difficult to find a few of the hidden daggers that the heavy fabric conceals and makes him still look like the ever flamboyant and sashaying figure he always is. The hand that’s under Dei’s shirt moves now to brush his fingers along his stomach, gentle, in a way their previous nights weren’t, while his other hand shifts to inside rest on Dei’s inner thigh.
“Do you want to take this slow or do want this to be fast?” He breathes out; it’s the first time he hasn’t just taken control.
⤗ “You might be able to,” he says softly. Lips graze light along Raphael’s neck in response, just a hint of what he really wants. He knows it’s a bad idea to keep doing this when he’s not sure what Raphael wants out of their relationship, but sometimes you just can’t help yourself.
“That so?” He can't deny the shaky shudder to his breath that results of the kiss to his neck. “Anything specific, or am I supposed to figure out on my own?” He asks, even as one hand trails up Deitrich's thigh to his hip, then slipping underneath his shirt. Dei's not the only one who wants to get laid, but then again, Raphael kind of always wants to get in bed with someone.
Raphael is a man of many, many interests, and while listing them all would take ages, I can certainly try to sum them up for people who would be interested in taking advantage of them.
As stated before, he’s far too deep into masochism to have any right being an infamous pirate like he is. Stab him? Tie him up? Make him bleed? Bite him? Truly as long as you don’t have the intent to outright kill him while sleeping with him, he’ll probably get off to it. And, you know, even in some fights he’s been in when people HAVE tried to kill him, he’s gotten excited from it. So he really is something else.
His hair being as sensitive as it is, you don’t really have to have magic for him to be reactionary to you touching or pulling or using it to make him more vocal. Though you can certainly add magic to the mix to heighten the situation (as him ‘stealing’ magic will make him a touch more sensitive to his surroundings for a short time, and doing this repeatedly at specific intervals will cause him to go almost crazy with lust), it’s not necessary, and simply keeping your fingers or hands near or tangled in his hair while you fuck him senseless will do the job of making him very vocal.
Another great thing: though in most situations, because of his typical attitude he comes off as having the bravado of a top, and he’ll GLADLY keep up that attitude in bed (and in fact can...mostly), he’s very much a bottom. A very vocal bottom who will absolutely let you know that you have his full attention and praise.
He’s very much into edging! In the moment, he might actively complain about it, but a good partner will recognize that he’s actually VERY MUCH enjoying himself.
Two things he doesn’t like/turns him off though? Well three things, I suppose... Anything to do with water, burning, and damaging his hair. He did drown in his last moments, he was the subject of a failed purification ritual that felt like he was being burned alive, and his hair - due to being where magic pools when he steals it from mages - is very sensitive ( though his hair has always been that sensitive lol ) so damaging it would scare him and turn him off almost immediately.
Though he’s used to very rough nights and then leaving before the sunrise, being gentle with him is also something he’s interested in, but never something he’ll outright say.
Though pansexual, Corsiva is a hard woman to impress when it comes to wining and dining her. She has been, perhaps not spoiled but rather brought up in an environment where getting everything she wanted was just something she worked for nearly with her family, so simply giving her it makes her her question your intent. Unless she already knows you, she will think you’re handing her poison or a bomb.
She thoroughly haaaaates giving up control to ANYBODY, especially in bed. Even during her first marriage, and following flings through the centuries after her husband had died, she was in total dominance, and every single one of her partners had enjoyed how she took control and made every night a night to remember.
She’s heavily into shows of dominance, and fighting a little bit before having sex, due to her draconic heritage.
On the flipside, trying to use any bindings on her will make her uncomfortable or even angry, as she is in her family business pretty deep and has been for centuries, so being tied up is hardly something sexy to her. If you want her to stay still, just get her to relax and tell her to stay still. Whether or not she listens, is beyond me.
Like Magari, and most monsters of their timeline, she experiences ruts. In her age, they have calmed and become manageable, but when they happen, she does become quite aggressive and much less agreeable (than usual) until she goes somewhere to relieve some stress. Either by herself or with someone in tow.
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