With a glance to the hands under his knees, he laughs a little and reaches down to pat his wrist momentarily. "I'll get back to it soon. Just a sec."
He's not trying to sound patronizing, but as far as he knows, Auron doesn't want the pressure and friction to go away so quickly. He can't blame him. He can't see Auron getting this kind of treatment very often. It's not like Auron isn't desirable or attractive, but his personality and presence don't lend to people coming onto him this way, do they? That's what he presumes.
A new sound of victory hisses through his teeth when his pants come free, though he can't do much with his weight still holding them down.
"Even your underwear is kinda strange..."
An idle observation as he picks at it a bit, rubbing his palm over his cock through the last bit of cloth in his way.
Auron speaks and Tidus's eyes go wide for a moment, distracted from his petting, before he goes coy again and laughs, short and sweet, walking his gaze up Auron's chest to his face.
"Oh, I get it. I know what you wanna hear..."
He lets his palm leave Auron's crotch to settle on his hips as he slowly, lazily, slides his palms up his chest as he speaks, slowly laying down on him.
"First, I want you to keep moving your hands over me. I like you exploring every bit of me like that. And then, when you start getting impatient, I want you to start prodding at me with your fingers. Maybe I'll let you put them in right away, maybe I'll make you wait until I tell you go... just because I hope the waiting makes you a little anxious about wanting me more."
He settles down on him, chest to chest, talking merrily as if he were telling a story rather than describing a sex act. He gets closer to his face.
"When I feel your fingers in me, I'll really want to know what your cock is like, y'know, Auron? It's a way different feeling. It's warm... makes you feel really close to someone, having them inside you or being inside them. I want that with you... and I'll want it bad, by that point. So you'll pull your fingers out of me and then I'll do you a really nice favor and do all the work--"
He pats his shoulders once, softly.
"Holding on here, sitting on your lap. You don't have to do anything but like it. I'm pretty good at it! My legs are pretty strong, so I can move nice. I'll like it, you'll like it. You'll get off really good. And then, you can lay here with me a while. Stick around, we can do it a few more times. I can even blow you, if you want. You'll have to clean up first, but I don't mind, even if you go off in my mouth. Wonder if anyone's ever done that for you before? You don't seem the type to just sit back and relax enough for that, but I can show you why you should ask for it now and again..."
He's just chuckling and squirming on him by the time be finally stops his ramble, hips shifting from side to side against him as he leans and kisses his chin.
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He's not trying to sound patronizing, but as far as he knows, Auron doesn't want the pressure and friction to go away so quickly. He can't blame him. He can't see Auron getting this kind of treatment very often. It's not like Auron isn't desirable or attractive, but his personality and presence don't lend to people coming onto him this way, do they? That's what he presumes.
A new sound of victory hisses through his teeth when his pants come free, though he can't do much with his weight still holding them down.
"Even your underwear is kinda strange..."
An idle observation as he picks at it a bit, rubbing his palm over his cock through the last bit of cloth in his way.
Auron speaks and Tidus's eyes go wide for a moment, distracted from his petting, before he goes coy again and laughs, short and sweet, walking his gaze up Auron's chest to his face.
"Oh, I get it. I know what you wanna hear..."
He lets his palm leave Auron's crotch to settle on his hips as he slowly, lazily, slides his palms up his chest as he speaks, slowly laying down on him.
"First, I want you to keep moving your hands over me. I like you exploring every bit of me like that. And then, when you start getting impatient, I want you to start prodding at me with your fingers. Maybe I'll let you put them in right away, maybe I'll make you wait until I tell you go... just because I hope the waiting makes you a little anxious about wanting me more."
He settles down on him, chest to chest, talking merrily as if he were telling a story rather than describing a sex act. He gets closer to his face.
"When I feel your fingers in me, I'll really want to know what your cock is like, y'know, Auron? It's a way different feeling. It's warm... makes you feel really close to someone, having them inside you or being inside them. I want that with you... and I'll want it bad, by that point. So you'll pull your fingers out of me and then I'll do you a really nice favor and do all the work--"
He pats his shoulders once, softly.
"Holding on here, sitting on your lap. You don't have to do anything but like it. I'm pretty good at it! My legs are pretty strong, so I can move nice. I'll like it, you'll like it. You'll get off really good. And then, you can lay here with me a while. Stick around, we can do it a few more times. I can even blow you, if you want. You'll have to clean up first, but I don't mind, even if you go off in my mouth. Wonder if anyone's ever done that for you before? You don't seem the type to just sit back and relax enough for that, but I can show you why you should ask for it now and again..."
He's just chuckling and squirming on him by the time be finally stops his ramble, hips shifting from side to side against him as he leans and kisses his chin.
"Sound good?"