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[ Well, he's definitely been a very responsive audience until this little hitch, and he'll get there again. ]

Basically, yeah. You can use 'em with toys, too — makes clean-up a breeze.

[ And he would have winked, but Rye isn't looking at his face anymore, so. Starts to agree verbally, before — hnngh, agreeing nonverbally instead; even that light touch got a breathless sound out of him. ] [ Impulsively promising, his voice rich and low: ]

Just — know that whatever you're doing, I'd be maybe 10% louder without it.

Huh. That is true. Easier to get a vibrator lubed without is being hard to grip too...

[He glances up at that, hand wrapping around him to pump him loosely. He almost asks why he wears it then, but figures if he knows that, he has his reasons. And those reasons could take a while and that explanatiin could wait.]

A shame. I guess I just have to work harder then. [Then he leans forward, experimentally licking the head slowly. Not the greatest taste, but one he could work through.]

Yeah, it can be really— [ A responsive hum at that grip, the experimental stroke. He chuckles. ] ...Convenient. And that's what I like to hear.

[ Purred almost, as his fingers card through Rye's hair. ] [ He can definitely agree that the latex is... well, he should be used to it, but it's a little strange anyway. The lick does earn him a hiss, Lupine shifting more of his weight back onto his elbows so that he can rock up just a little, hnn.

But the real reaction waits until he's sure Rye is comfortable, until... ]

Well, I'd hate to reky solely on the ears for getting you off.

[He leans into the pets with a hum, tongue running up his length in slow swipes, getting used to the feeling, the taste.]

[Then he looks up, meets Lupine's eyes, then moves to take him almost to the hilt in one fluid movement, sucking hard on his cock.]

[ That gets a thick laugh, but ngh that's — all very nice. He's been doing a — pretty good job of not looking at them, not thinking about them, since they got off the elevator, but — they have an agreement as soon as Rye has his mouth on him he's allowed to—

(he's supposed to)

—yeah.

He lets his hands slide up, fingers trailing scalp, almost there: and he might be a little transfixed as Rye goes down, eyes cinching shut, mouth going briefly slack, a helpless sound.

But it is kind of nothing compared with the way his whole body locks up when he finally gets his hands on both furry ears at once, hnnghshit, frozen for a few seconds with his jaw clenched and his head thrown back. ]

[Rye hums as he feels the hands in his hair, a small shiver going through him. He looks up with lidded eyes, watching Lupine's reaction.]

[And sees how he reacts when he touches the ears and wow, it really is a weakness. Its]

[Pretty hot.]

[Something to note for the future.]

[But he really doesn't want to rely solely on the ears, and begins to bob his head on his cock, moving up to suck softly on the head, before moving back down again, pushing a little more to get him all the way to the base, swallowing hard around the head before pulling back again. Keeping the pace more sedate as Lupine works through his ear reaction.]

[ It might depend on how you define weakness, and to his credit but perhaps also to Rye's disappointment he's holding on to some vestige of control for the moment: shuddering, and shuddering harder as his grip tightens, rubbing one ear with a slowly increasing intensity, but managing to keep himself otherwise still.

The air is sobbing out of him and he is absolutely already leaking precum into the condom, but he isn't yet fucking Rye's mouth. ]

[He defines getting pinned down as a weakness of his own, so seems about right.]

[And...oh, yeah. Ears. It actually sends shocks through him, having them be given attention, pulling soft moans out of him, just to add vibration to the cock in his mouth.]

[But he's determined to get Lupine to break. He did invite him to, after all.]

[He starts to increase his pace, pulling back and going down faster, only pausing briefly at the head of his cock, tongue rubbing around the head and tip, before going down to suck and swallow harder around his length with a low groan, and moving back up again.]

[ ~~Well.~~ ~~We'll see.~~ ] [ You flatter him to think he's holding back on purpose: this is all muscle memory and instinct because there's very little in the vein of coherent thought going on in his head right now. He's responsive to the noises, though, tugging one ear gently and rubbing his thumb inside where it's soft and smooth, and hnnghfuck arching his back, a tight gasping noise.

One abortive rock of his hips, then he stills again, panting, trembling with the effort of holding still. ]

[The attention to his ears gets soft moans and needy hums as a soft pleasure shoots through him, ears twitching under his fingers, warm and soft.]

[Then his hips rock, push into his mouth beyond his control, and the moan he gets is loud and deep, earning him a more eager suck. His tongue rubs the underside of his cock as he bobs his head, taking him easily into the back of his throat now, looking up with lidded eyes. Hands trails along the back of his thighs, sometimes gripping tightly with a hard rub to his ears.]

[ Yeah, in combination it is — kind of a sustained assault ngh, and his eyes are a little bit rolled back, staring sightlessly up at the ceiling. Rye is very good at that, drinking him down so eagerly that he almost doesn't even need to move, but somewhere in the back of his very fogged brain he does, eventually, remember that he was supposed to...

—supposed to—

Lupine shudders and then seizes hold of Rye by the ears, forcing him still for just a few seconds so that he can get enough breath to utter, low, ]

If it's too much... [ Panting. Struggling for words. ] Smack my leg.

[ And with that said, he finally rocks up and shoves deep, gasping urgently. ]

[The grip is tihht on his ears and he chokes around his cock briefly, another loud moan muffled by the length at the sudden seizing. He stills as he glances up, hears the instruction.]

[His eyes darken, tail curling up, ears twitching under his fingers, a soft hum.]

[And then Lupine pushes in, deep in one move and his eyes roll up a bit and close, a full body shudder going through him as he chokes briefly, before dutifully swalowing, hands gripping his thighs, but not hindering his movement at all.]

[He's all too eager to give Lupine control, head still save for how he moves it, as he sucks, swallows, moans around the hard length fucking his mouth.]

[ Shitfuckyes, just — just like that, hell. It's good, so good, almost too good; especially with the hungry noises Rye's making around him, very much as if he were... getting so much more out of this than he physically can be, damn.

He'd like to say he loses track of the panther ears, because it feels like he should, but he's honestly almost painfully aware of them the entire time, twitching between his fingers, flattening to Rye's skull, shit.

Only dimly aware that he's speaking, a litany of half-choked barely coherent curses and praise. Something like:

Yes, yes, that's so good, you're so good, fuck, don't stop— ]

[It shouldn't be that much physically, but it certainly feels like it. Its rough, just a bit painful, but in a way that goes straight to his cock, another jolt of pleasure with every thrust Lupine does down his throat, with every tug of hair and against his ears, twitching and flicking under his fingers, soft velvet and warmth. Tail flicking behind him in excitement.]

[And he's talking, mix of pleasure and praise that just adds to the sensation of heat filling his mouth, the heat coiling in him so much faster. So much so a hand moves off his leg, between his own as he starts to grind against his palm through his pants, watching Lupine with dark, lidded eyes.]

[He doesn't stop. If anything, he does more, the moans loud even while muffled by his cock, the sound higher, as if trying to plea for more, swallowing each thrust down eagerly like it was the best drink in the world. His tongue rubs hard along the bottom, trying to flick under the head with each pull out before Lupine dives in again.]

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