[he does arch, easily going with what Link encourages, and he spreads his knees as well as he can with his ankles tied down, his hands twisting lightly in their bindings too, not struggling but just pulling on where he's been fastened]
[Link moans, lifting his head to watch him twist a moment, breathing hot over his stomach. Draws his finger out then presses in again deeper, meanwhile kissing his way up to tongue a nipple, his free hand following along Allen's side, then all the way up one arm to squeeze at his wrists just under the binding]
[The hand on his wrists roams back down to Allen's elbow, thumb stroking the soft skin at the crease, drags down over the sensitive underarm... He groans, dropping his forehead to Allen's chest, just carefully pushing in another finger, focusing on trying to find that spot. He's not sure exactly how it ought to feel to him, but he knows how Allen does it, so pressing deep and up...]
[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...]
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[he does arch, easily going with what Link encourages, and he spreads his knees as well as he can with his ankles tied down, his hands twisting lightly in their bindings too, not struggling but just pulling on where he's been fastened]
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Ah-- Link-- Touch... more...
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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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[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]
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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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