[ belial breathes in each of sandalphon's reactions to him, shuddering against his back as he feels the slide of the tongue between his fingers; each sound sandalphon elicits seems to send another pulse of arousal through his veins and make his pants feel more constrictive than they were moments earlier. he presses his lips to the back of sandalphon's head, the gesture chaste yet charged with eroticized intent, grinning into the soft brown hair. he inhales deeply through his nose; sandalphon smells like a mixture of plain soap, coffee, and pure need. ]

A little pain makes it even better, doesn't it? I wonder if this is the charm spell's doing or if you're naturally a bit of an M. [ it's usually a bit of both, but not everyone reacts the same to the charm. he continues to work the nipple between his fingers, pulling, twisting and teasing it until it hardens into a stiff peak before abruptly abandoning it to give the same treatment to the other one.

at the same time, he playfully catches sandalphon's tongue between his fingers, tugging on it lightly before withdrawing the digits entirely and smears the saliva across his cheek before lowering his hand to the bulge between his legs. hard already, hmm? he chuckles, teasing his fingers along the outline of his growing erection.