❛ hmm ... ❜ he's thinking, thinking, scrutinizing over draven's features, active imagination attempting to visualize what he'd look like without the facial hair. upon finally realizing it, his brow quirks, then he hums before giving his verdict, seemingly out of nowhere. ❛ yep, you look a whole lot better with the beard. ❜ /// @drorious
meme. / accepting.
@drorious said : [ denial ] ,,,,,,,,,hello
pride would dictate his visage to keep a collected exterior, to not give in & allow the hand at his cock to contort his features. rakan refuses to relinquish control, especially when it's draven, a worthy rival that declared his perfection to be the only absolute beauty, that he is more handsome than rakan. he refuses such an assertion, thinks it ludicrous, thinks a battle of prides may be so easily settled with a battle of wits, not an orthodox one : no dance, no battle, simply a test of ... endurance. who could tease better ? who could last longer ? who was more skilled ? at least, that was the initial intent. opting to go first was a prideful act, to allow himself to be touched & ... reduced into this moaning mess, it's embarrassing.
rakan's hips buck into draven's hand, seeking a comfortable rhythm whose action is ceased by sudden squeeze, sudden halt of the strokes, the gasps escaping his lips transitioning into groans of frustration & it only earns draven a glare. each time rakan feels a bubbling warmth building itself up at his groin, its tracks come to spontaneous end, as if man before him could read each & every expression on rakan's face. he hates it. ( wipe that damn smile off your lips !!!!! ) act of submitting to another is not an act holds any aversion for, but mere fact it's a rival of all people he's submitting for, it sucks. it sucks he's not allowed to cum, that draven's in control, that rakan leans against him for support & hears phonic vibrations that evince his chuckle. he finds this amusing, & rakan's irked that he does too ... it feels amazing.
❛ fuckin' ———— just let me cum. ❜ exasperated breath is delivered, strained as he utilizes the only tactic he's sure would work, even if it did damage his pride. ❛ you're being unfair, i'm beggin' ya, just make me cum, i need to. please. ❜ he may be out of breath, he may be initiating yet another futile attempt at bucking into draven's hand, but he knows one thing's for sure ... one way or the other, once it's his turn to eat draven out, his goal is no longer to make him cum fast, it is to hear prideful performer beg for him in turn.
handsome. /// drorious.
❛ AHAHA-HAAA . you dance, eh ? light on yer feet ? i can show ya ‘ a REAL tango , buddy . ❜
A LAUGH EXCEEDED HIS TONE in splatters of molten gold . his hand came to the height of his hip jutted outward only slightly. beauty and grace. they both had it. however, draven had perfection matched by none. his perfectly sculpted features and godlike regal personality was something to admire from across the seas and within the valleys of mountains . he was DRAVEN . the performer of the people . a name too big for just any border . many would say it was his inflated ego that was too big. but look at him ? how could such personality , such vibrant color, and such refined beauty be left to not be presented to the crowds ?
the performer stepped, closer, closer , closer . perhaps this effervescent feathery vastayan could prove interesting. he was a performer, in ways . there could be something fun to this.
❛ i know, yer like ‘ oh noxian , ewwww ! ‘ or somethin, but forget about that blah blah strength blah blah stuff and just take a moment to go ‘ oh, handsome ! ‘ ❜
@feyquil·
A WISH FOR PRAISE, a wish to exhibit one's own skills, it's an intriguing offer, seeing one whose beauty is enough to rival his own. perfection could never be a person, rakan is a vastaya & perfection has chosen him as its successor. he is the only performer, the only one given the ability to bestow grins & mirth on others as he danced & they, too, joined his dance. what is a performer like draven to be praised for ? simply his looks ? he won't accept it. at least, it's the initial reaction. he thought all the praises were glib, insincere, for the possibility of there being someone hot like him ? an impossibility !!
❛ takes two to tango, i'll think on the offer. ❜ to accept is to concede one is the greater performer, to give up this art he's honed & is known for is a sin he refuses to commit. no matter how tempting the offer, no matter how dancer's legs mimicked the performer's own, taking few steps closer, using height as a leverage, towering over him. see his lax posture ? how he is at ease, not at all threatened ? he has no reason to fear. he knows he's perfect. any admissions to draven being hot ... unnecessary, but the thought certainly dwells. ❛ question is ... you think you can keep up with me, ❜ brief hum, he opts to sate a small desire, ❛ handsome ? ❜