[even if it wasn't obvious from his body's reaction - a press of his body arching up into Link's, almost a true writhe - when Link finds it, Allen is helpful in other ways]
[soft, breathless laugh, looking up again, shifting so he can enjoy the feeling of Allen straining against him. Thrusts his fingers in and out a couple times shallowly then more deeply again, grinding a bit on the sensitive gland]
[pausing long enough to stretch over to kiss him] Then I want you to.
[Moving back down so he can get a better angle to work him in earnest, Pressing his mouth just inside his hip, then scraping lightly with his teeth as he continues to slide his fingers in and out]
[as Link works him, says things like that, with no release elsewhere, Allen's gasps get shorter and shorter, his voice coming out more unthinkingly. His limbs strain against his bindings suddenly in a helpless motion, trying to get away or trying for more he seems split on. He goes still again after realizing he was struggling and laughs through a dazed whimper]
[Keeps that up for a bit longer, then finally wraps his other hand around the head of Allen's cock, not really doing much more than covering it and squeezing along the ridge]
[you're getting more whimpering and helpless noises than Allen's enemies have ever gotten in battle. Allen's chest heaves sharply, unable to breathe enough, and he'd surely be ripping the sheets if he was struggling with all his strength, so he has to be forcing himself to submit even now as they're pulled taut--]
There--that---that--! Ah--!
[and he finally comes, all his noise replaced with helpless gasping]
[rubbing him a bit through it, slipping his fingers out eventually and pressing up over him again, showering his collarbones, neck, and jaw with kisses and feeling him pant]
[sliding over to straddle him again, bracing one arm under Allen's neck, kissing his chin, his mouth, his cheek, his eyelid.. before pushing up and looking over his shoulder. sstrokes Allen a couple more times with the slippery hand, then turning his attention to himself, pushing a finger in...]
[HE'S GIVING YOU A REST NOW. Well.. he's resting on Allen's hips, and squirming a little bit is kind of inevitable, but mostly he's focusing on himself for the moment...]
[eyes closed and head bowed, completely flushed, rocking slightly into his own touch as he stretches the ring of muscle, breath coming in shuddering bursts]
[bites his lip, adding another finger with a soft moan, getting a little lost in it. Wrapping his other hand around himself and stroking firm and slow...]
[groans and laughs a little, though it's absolutely fond...] I--don't respond to flattery, Walker [which is kind of a lie] Show me with your body--[squeezing around him with his legs]
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There. Right there. Ah--!
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--Could you finish like this?
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I-it's... possible...
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[Moving back down so he can get a better angle to work him in earnest, Pressing his mouth just inside his hip, then scraping lightly with his teeth as he continues to slide his fingers in and out]
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on the other hand
allen seems to be losing his mind in a good way]
Ohgod more--
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[Keeps that up for a bit longer, then finally wraps his other hand around the head of Allen's cock, not really doing much more than covering it and squeezing along the ridge]
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There--that---that--! Ah--!
[and he finally comes, all his noise replaced with helpless gasping]
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to focus
to watch this
thankfully it isn't difficult, once he catches sight of it]
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T-take your time...
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also just... spellbound...]
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You're so gorgeous.
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is this to turn me on
thinking about that is like instantaneous response, arousal aches through him and he moans and arches up under him]
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