Loux bit his lip and heaved a shaky sigh, sinking hard and fast into the devil beneath him, the flecks of gold in his eyes hazy but no less bright, focused on the faintest quivers, huffs... Biting at an ankle, doubled fangs drawing some small amount of blood, pungent and sharp on his tongue, drooling without restraint. The scent, the sensations, the squeeze, blues closer to his own gray-- He was too needy (and greedy) for his own good, eager to share, eager to smear, quiet himself early before he could get too loud. He took Blue's mouth, too, mapping every corner, edging along his teeth. / -sweats-
At first the discomfort of Loux's size was enough to make Blue emit a high keening noise of pain, back arching so his chest pushes up and his head throws back so that the tendons of his neck are in stark view. Though the pain wasn't unwelcome, to say the least. If anything it has him hardening himself, gripping Loux's arms tightly enough the crescent shapes of his nails dig into the male's skin. As Blue adjusts, he pants out heavy sounds of pleasure, eyes fluttering open so that the icy color meets Loux's. And before he can say a word? Loux's lips were covering his own.
Moaning, Blue eagerly thrust his tongue against his, breathing heavily through his nose, nipping at the tongue that dared to trail along the edges of his teeth. "Fuck me," he pleads, moaning as he rolls his hips, desperate to continue to feel so fucking full of Loux.