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Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
Now, see, that's not the most useful feedback. Did it feel real enough?
[ Gonna give Rye a few seconds to pant uselessly. No sensation at all. ]
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
S-sorry, Lupine. It..it felt wet. Hot. A-a lot like a tongue on my cock. At least t-that much did.
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
Guess I should stick to something less sensitive for a while, if I want you to be able to give me coherent answers.
[ But coherency might not be his biggest concern, because Rye's going to feel more than just the one mouth this time, two on either side of his neck, starting to drag down.
Two at once is a little trickier to visualize, so they might not feel as real~. ]
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
[His breath hitches, head falling back as if to make room more mouths that aren't there, the hand on his face moving up to grab the pillow.] It's...two now. And....I think it's kissing? Doesn't feel like it could be fingers...harder to pinpoint.
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
[ But the think has him focus a little more; there's more of a solid presence this time, and they're going lower. This has... a lot of potential, Rye, but for the moment: circling lips, tongues, teeth on your chest, on your nipples.
Lupine's going to settle himself on the edge of the bed, still out of reach. Fingers curling idly in the bedspread. ]
How's that?
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
[He shivers as he feels the mouths go down.] Yeah, c-coearer this time-
[Then there's the sharp sensation of teeth with the hot and wet of lips and tongue, and he cries out, hips jerking as his grip tightens on the bed. Even with no physical presence, his nipples harden in response to the sensation in his mind.]
Teeth-that was teeth-tongue and lips and you bit me. [He squirms on the bed, cock twitching.] Please do it again, Lupine.
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
[ Almost praise, stopping just short. ] [ Up until this point, it's been two mouths very much in sync, but he's gonna try something a little more complicated, making one of them bite down while the other just suckles. If he shuts his eyes and flicks the tip of his tongue against his front teeth, it's easier to visualize what he wants the phantom mouth to do.
Another, harder bite, and then they switch off, but he's not letting the sensation abate just yet. ]
This what you had in mind?
[ Tone still mild, almost unaffected. He's not, he's very much enjoying all of Rye's reactions, but he can keep it out of his voice. ]
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
[Then there's a change, dual sensations, but different, another surprise he can't account for, and he makes a sharp keening noise, squirming, hips jerking, back arching as he leans into the feeling. A hand moving as if to grab onto the head that should be there, before snapping back to grab his pillow.]
[He's breathing heavy, face a deep red at being watched, at being played with in a way he couldn't hope to stop beyond the knowledge Lupine would if he asked. He was utterly at his mercy as he did whatever he pleased, whatever he could imagine, and it just made everything all the more intense.]
It's. Biting and sucking. But-but not both at the same. Time. Makes. Makes me want to grab a-a head that's not there. Feels good.
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
You'll know it's my mouth if you feel the piercing.
[ He likes the way Rye keeps arching, reaching for something that isn't substantively there; it's so satisfying to watch. ] [ Lupine shifts a little, getting more comfortable on the bed, and focuses. Attention splitting in three directions now: one mouth to stay on Rye's chest, licking lazy circles; another to seek out the underside of his jaw; and the third, dragging down, to suck at his navel.
Illusions can't leave bruises, but they can definitely bite down hard enough, and the mouth on Rye's neck is going to do that now, making it definitely more distinct for a moment while the other two waver a little. ]
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
G-good point. [A breathless admittance.]
[Rye doesn't stop squirming. Can't stop with how much attention he's under, that keeps becoming more and more.] T-three mouths. Traveling. Its. Chest, l-licking. And around my neck...ah. Mouth. Between spot. [Words are getting a little difficult to think of.] And. Moving down.
[He's breathing hard, hips canting up, head tipping back, as if to lean into those questing mouths, soft moans and keening whines leaving him. And then there's another bite, and he gasps sharply, eyes widening, hips jerking up sharply as a deep moan leaves him, cock twitching hard.]
[He's left panting a few moments, eyes closing tightly.] Sharp. Sharp bite. Others. Faded? I think? Maybe just less in. In comparison.
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
His voice stays mild, almost unaffected, but: ]
Now, that... was so good.
[ Warmer. He'll even brush Rye's bangs out of his face, give the sweat picking up there some open air. ]
So much better. Very helpful. And hot, too.
[ Purred. Praise for your praisekink, and well-earned. ]
Almost worth a reward...
[ Said like he doesn't know the words are enough all by themselves. ] [ The mouth at Rye's navel goes much more solid, tip of its tongue swirling in, suction and scraping teeth. And would you look at that, a little burst of cold from the metal stud~. ]
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
I'm...I'm glad. I want to be good, Lupine. [He murmured, voice low, breathing heavy.]
[His grip tightens on bed and pillow, moaning softly as his hips move up into the mouth, a soft keening that stutters at the feeling of cold.] O-oh...that...
That feels like you.
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
[ Eyes lidded and dark, watching that physical response. ]
You know, I don't have the kind of setup in here that I'd need to actually use vines on you. [ Half his attention on the flickering illusory tongue, starting to lick a trail lower. The other two mouths are very ghostly now. ] But I bet, if I really put my mind to it, I can give you something almost as good...
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
A-almost as good. I-I like where your mind is at. Please. Please can I try it? [He whines, hips bucking up slightly, looking at Lupine with hazy eyes, face a dark red.]
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
[ He lets the other two mouths go, and for a few long seconds it might seem like he just didn't hear the second half of what Rye said, but the anticipation in his eyes probably belies it. Or would, if Rye's eyes weren't so unfocused and hot. Then: ]
Well, since you asked so nicely...
[ The vines are going to be visual, too, if a little bit indistinct at first as he fixes them more clearly in his mind; coming out of the bedspread, one curls around Rye's left thigh, flickering a little as the texture comes clearer.
They were warm and smooth in the jungle room, sometimes slightly damp to the touch from the humidity, and he's doing his best to replicate that now, as a second vine guides Rye's right ankle just — a little bit further apart, spreading him wider. ]
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
[He looks down as he feels the touch on his thigh, breath hitching as he sees the vine, tugging just a bit to see if it's not real before stilling.] It feels. Close. Real close from before. [He bites his lip briefly, face going a darker red, a bit of pre forming on his cock as he remembers the vines.]
[He feels the tug, whining a bit, but he shifts with the tug, spreading himself more.]
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
Close, closer, almost close enough to touch him, and then it stops, curling instead around his right thigh, and the tongue... lips, mouth... go lower, so very past his aching cock.
Vines nudging Rye's thighs up now, and Lupine adds helpfully, ]
Knees to chest now, c'mon.
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
Still...still your mouth. On thigh. Oh gods, please....
[Then the vine moves to the side, the mouth farther down and he makes a keening whimpers, hips bucking up.] Lupine-
[He shudders at the order and his hands move down to hook under his knees, pulling them to his chest. It takes a moment to register the position. How needy and desperate he must look.]
[He bites his lip and whines.] It's. A vine on my thigh, yeah. And mouth....please....please more.]
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
[ Still mild. Kind of at odds with how hard his heart's beating, but he's pretty sure Rye likes it, and — it's what he's in the mood for himself. All prettily unaffected. It'll make for better contrast later. ]
You liked that, right?
[ The vines squeeze, underlying that Rye should hold still, and if Lupine concentrates he can make them seem more solid by just adding to the illusion that Rye's not moving when he tries...
...but it's much more important that the mouth feel real, lips dragging deep beneath Rye's legs. Parting so that the curl of tongue circles the entrance to his body, then sucks and licks and works him sweetly open. ]
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
I-I did-
[But that had been in the heat of the moment. Now Lupine is so calm, casual, distant from him. It makes the focus so much more on him and it makes the heat and embarrassment squirm fircely inside him. And just makes him harder.]
[He breathes in sharply as he feels the mouth.] On. On legs. Back. [And then the mouth is at his hole, the blush crawling down to his chest, and he has to grip tightly at his legs to keep still. A deep moan falling from his lips, head falling back, back arching.] You're....you're licking me open. Like...like before. Can. Can feel the metal catch and- [another desperate whine leaves him.]
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
Just like that. Good boy.
[ A beat, focusing on the sensation, imagining it as vividly as he can when he's never felt the piercing from this side, taking care to also make sure it feels — very wet, where the illusion of a tongue fills Rye as deeply as it can. That corkscrew, the metal twisting inside him.
And then he murmurs, mock-concern, ]
But this is probably too much, right? I should probably slow down. [ Light: ] You're definitely getting a little less coherent.
[ Whether he withdraws the tongue is all up to you, Rye. Think you can keep up the description this distracted? ]
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
[He makes a desperately whining noise, face turned away from Lupine, the blush all the way to his ears and chest, taking several ragged breathes. Trying to get enough air to talk in some coherent way. He can talk dirty, but it's a harder to be descriptive in a specific way.]
[Takes a few moments to breathe, grip tightening on his legs, body shuddering, pre forming on the tip of his cock.]
It's....it's your tongue. It's wet, like....like saliva, not lube. It's. It's pushing deep. Deeper then a. A tongue might do, but gods it feels so good....
Keeps...keeps twisting. Metal keeps catching. Feel. Feel myself opening up. For. For vines or your cock. Fuck please don't slow down, sir...
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
[ Mild, even sweet. Lupine's gaze is lidded, dark, and very intent on Rye's body. He keeps it going, curls the illusory tongue a little deeper, adds gentle suction at Rye's rim.
And as he does all of that, the vines tightening their grip to guide Rye's thighs further apart, Lupine shifts: slow, smooth, up onto his knees. If the movement doesn't catch Rye's attention, he's pretty sure the zipper will, echoing as it does off the bare walls of his mostly empty bedroom. ]
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
[He feels the tug and he spreads his legs further to match the tugs, hips squirming. It takes a moment to notice Lupine's movements, looking over, eyes trained on his hands. He swallowed, licking his lips.] Please Lupine.....
Re: + Rye, Fanmail (Day 436)
Still convincing? Vines feel like real vines? Mouth feels like a real mouth?
[ Zipper all the way down. Lupine turns, smirking down at Rye, and moves to straddle his chest. ]
Please? Please what. [ Purred. ] What do you want, handsome?
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