There are times when Lennon needs this. The Fae does understand that. He can sense it by now, those moments when he could hold him and kiss him for the entire night, but something in Lennon would still be unsettled.
He knows this helps, and Daeshim is happy to give it to him. He lets his mouth and tongue trail lower, the tip of his tongue tracing against his sac before licking back up it broadly. He strokes and licks him at the same time, playing with his piercings before he looks back up with dark eyes. He must make sure that his lover is feeling as good as he wants him to.
"Keep saying my name. Just like that."
It's music to his ears as he takes him back in again, ignoring everything that advises against taking him to the very back of his throat.
Lennon would find it hard to express the reasons why he needs this, why there’s something that he gets from sex that he doesn’t get in any other setting — he’s found it most pronounced with Daeshim. It’s not about being wanted exactly, it’s not about all the reasons he’d seek out sex before Daeshim. Maybe he would have been like this with anyone he fell for but then again he probably wouldn’t have fallen for anyone else except Daeshim who’s weirdness had been a perfect match for breaking down Lennon’s walls, for poking his way to the soft center that Lennon had hidden for so long. There’s an intimacy in this that’s different that soothes a part of him he wishes he didn’t have because it makes him so different in his needs from the people he cares about, from Daeshim who he loves more than he’s loved anyone or anything before.
“Dae,” he moans as the other takes his cock back in and his hand tightens in his hair at how deep he goes. It’s hard to stay still. His free hand gripping the pillow behind him as he tries to focus on staying still, on not demanding more, not choking Daeshim. Daeshim wouldn’t like that and Lennon always wants sex to be good for Daeshim.
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He knows this helps, and Daeshim is happy to give it to him. He lets his mouth and tongue trail lower, the tip of his tongue tracing against his sac before licking back up it broadly. He strokes and licks him at the same time, playing with his piercings before he looks back up with dark eyes. He must make sure that his lover is feeling as good as he wants him to.
"Keep saying my name. Just like that."
It's music to his ears as he takes him back in again, ignoring everything that advises against taking him to the very back of his throat.
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“Dae,” he moans as the other takes his cock back in and his hand tightens in his hair at how deep he goes. It’s hard to stay still. His free hand gripping the pillow behind him as he tries to focus on staying still, on not demanding more, not choking Daeshim. Daeshim wouldn’t like that and Lennon always wants sex to be good for Daeshim.