#jinasra

[the-iron-orchid]

Ringing in the new year with some JinAsra brat play, because why not? (He may look like he's behaving now, but just you wait... that sparkly Lisa Frank-colored paddle is being brandished for a reason 😂)

[the-iron-orchid]

21 for Jinana and Asra. - vesuvian-disaster

21. Fucking with the window wide open

Well then! *cracks knuckles*

Pairing: Jinana/Asra, ~200 words

Warnings: PiV, mild domination, anal 'fingering'

🍋🔞18+ only! Minors DNI 🔞🍋

(A memory...)

Asra tries to keep his breathing deep and even, resisting pleasure the way another might resist pain.

It's hard enough to keep himself quiet with Jinana riding him like this; with the tight heat of hir enclosing him and the sweet friction of hir movements, he's not sure which thread of his divided control is going to break first. That's the game between them - his will against hirs, his control against hir relentless pleasuring of him, all while keeping himself from making any sound that will carry straight out the open windows and into the summer streets of Vesuvia below.

He hears hir chuckle, hir low and slightly-breathless voice. "Oh jaanu, you know I never play fair." S/he murmurs words of magic, words he recognizes. The anticipation is almost as keen as the pleasure when spectral fingers of magical force push their way inside of him, their motion slowly but steadily building until it, too, is relentless.

It's no contest. It never is. Asra's body arches under hir uncontrollably, his voice tearing itself from his throat in wild cries as the ecstasy takes him.

As his body starts to relax, an answering voice floats in through the window from the street below:

"Nice night for it!"