( Javert returns the look for a moment, his savagery and possessiveness sated for a bit at the sight. It's one thing to capture another man unwillingly, hold them against their will and desire, but it is quite another to do so willingly, to see a man allow Javert to bind him and not struggle to get away. He finds he likes the latter better, enjoys seeing Huaisang hold himself in place without Javert having to pin him.
Not that he won't deny his husband that pleasure — his hands curling around his hips and holding him there, wrapping his mouth around Huaisang's cock and taking it eagerly. Bobbing up and down a few times before pulling away, reaching up to tease at his chest and bite his nipples with his teeth. A gentle sort of devouring, one that feels possessive but not harmful. He rumbles a soft, )
[Huaisang cries out with pleasure as Javert swallows him down like that, surrounding him to the hilt with warmth and pleasure. His hips try to thrust up, but Javert's grip is powerful, keeping him from moving even the slightest bit, which makes it all the better, trapping him while Javert lavishes sensations upon him.
He's gasping as Javert pulls away, whining a little as his cock is left cool and wet, but he moans happily at the bites that follow, making him arch up from the bed, hips straining again in Javert's grip, trying to writhe.]
( His hands remain firm against Huaisang's hips, keeping him from trying to squirm or thrust his body up into his husband's own. Javert, himself, is still dressed from the waist down, cock straining hard against his trousers but ignored for the time being. He continues to lick and nip at Huaisang's chest, moving from his nipples to his pecs, his belly and further down. Like a predator sinking his mouth onto his prey, tasting him all over and drawing the moment out before he gives his husband what he wants the most. )
[Huaisang does his best to keep his focus on keeping his hands still, not pulling against the delicate pearl chain that might snap if he tugs on it. The rest of his body, however, he allows instinct to pull him, torso twisting and arching even while Javert keeps his hips pinned.
Whimpering and whining with pleasure, Huaisang keeps his words behind his teeth, not wanting to beg or request anything when he knows that Javert will obey him, and he wants to find out what Javert will do with him with total free rein. He shivers each time Javert's beard rasps against his skin, cock giving a throb at the contrast between harsh beard and soft lips as Javert explores him.]
( Javert doesn't keep him aching for too long, his mouth moving from his chest down to his hips, unbothered by the squirming Huaisang does against his hands. His mouth wraps around his cock and he sucks, humming a bit at the taste, the feeling of his throbbing in his mouth as he takes all the way to the hilt. This time, he doesn't pull away, doesn't show any interest in anything else but bringing his husband to pleasure.
He bobs his head, lips sliding against his shaft with slick pleasure, single-minded and determined to receive Huaisang's completion. )
[Huaisang groans loud and shameless as Javert sucks him off. His hips and wrists stay pinned in place, but the rest of his body shifts and writhes, straining against Javert's grip as he tries to thrust upward even though Javert's giving him more than enough.
Coming with a cry, Huaisang's spine arches up, head thrown back and face furrowed with the agony of pleasure for a moment until he melts, panting, lashes fluttering as he recovers.]
( Javert swallows down everything he's given, humming softly around his husband's cock as he pulls away and off of the bed. His own desire strains hard against his trousers, full and aching and unbearably tight. Javert unclasps the front, pulling them off and setting them aside neatly, reaching over to one of the nightstands to retrieve some lube. Somethings to make his touch a little more slick and easy as he takes his cock in hand, stroking himself as he climbs back onto the mattress.
He slots himself in between Huaisang's legs, holding himself over the other's body and towering over him on his knees. )
[Huaisang watches his husband with low-lidded eyes, admiring his body as the trousers come off, the strength and solidity of him, the well-maintained musculature.
Grinning at the promise, Huaisang nods, still keeping his wrists in place but wiggling a little in anticipation.] Yes. Please. Mark me. Claim me.
( It doesn't take long for Javert to find his release, his movements becoming a little more frantic and rough before he spills with a grunt. His come shoots all over Huaisang's torso, across his belly and chest as Javert shudders his way through the aftershocks, the utter bliss that overtakes his body. His squeezes his shaft, pulling back to admire his handiwork for a moment before reaching for the little gold clasps on the cuffs. )
[Huaisang remains comfortably melted into the pillows even once he's 'freed', eyes lingering on Javert fondly as he waits for his husband to settle. The cooling seed against his body functions as a deliciously obscene marking, and Huaisang doesn't want to move and dislodge any of it.
His eyes follow every one of Javert's moves, lips curved softly with a smug smirk, gaze heated, confident in his ownership.]
( He sets the pearls aside carefully, resting them atop the nightstand to be placed away later. For now, his attention is entirely on his husband, the bareness of his skin marked with Javert's seed, captured and claimed like some sort of prize, a gift he is pleased to unwrap.
Javert leans over him and kisses him possessively, his hand cupping Huaisang's cheek as his tongue slides into his mouth. He answers Huaisang's fervor with a bit of his own, devouring him with his mouth and tongue before pulling away. )
I am yours. ( He says, still cupping his husband's cheek. ) And you are mine, yes?
[Huaisang kisses back with a pleased moan, tipping his chin up into it. He licks his lips as Javert pulls away, smiling warmly up at him, though the question makes him blink.] Yes. Have you been doubting that?
[He reaches up to cup Javert's cheek in return, brow furrowing a little as he studies his husband's face.]
( He looks briefly puzzled himself, wondering if there was something off in his delivery or his expression. There's nothing on his mind at the moment that would create any doubt. His hand falls away from Huaisang's cheek, pressing against his shoulder instead. )
( Javert settles in alongside him, wrapping his arms around his husband's waist and giving a soft rumble in response. He doesn't make any attempt to move, to settle in to sleep until Huaisang desires to let go.
He mutters another expression of gratitude, just to let Huaisang know how much he truly appreciates this. )
[He clings for a few minutes, grip tight, not caring much that the splatters of seed on his chest are now smeared across Javert in return. But it is something he needs dealt with before he can sleep, too fastidious to bear having it dry on his skin and begin to itch. At last he sighs and relaxes, nuzzling at Javert's jaw and pressing a few last kisses along his skin before he lets go.] Shall we clean up?
( He pulls away just a little, aware of the mess that he's made of himself as soon as the air hits his skin. He lifts himself off of the bed, going about their usual routine without so much as a thought — turning on the faucet, allowing the bathtub to fill while Huaisang adjusts it to his whims. Javert settles in beside him, cleaning, meticulously taking care of his husband before doing the same for himself, wiping away any sweat, spit and seed that has dried on their skin. )
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Not that he won't deny his husband that pleasure — his hands curling around his hips and holding him there, wrapping his mouth around Huaisang's cock and taking it eagerly. Bobbing up and down a few times before pulling away, reaching up to tease at his chest and bite his nipples with his teeth. A gentle sort of devouring, one that feels possessive but not harmful. He rumbles a soft, )
Good.
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He's gasping as Javert pulls away, whining a little as his cock is left cool and wet, but he moans happily at the bites that follow, making him arch up from the bed, hips straining again in Javert's grip, trying to writhe.]
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Whimpering and whining with pleasure, Huaisang keeps his words behind his teeth, not wanting to beg or request anything when he knows that Javert will obey him, and he wants to find out what Javert will do with him with total free rein. He shivers each time Javert's beard rasps against his skin, cock giving a throb at the contrast between harsh beard and soft lips as Javert explores him.]
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He bobs his head, lips sliding against his shaft with slick pleasure, single-minded and determined to receive Huaisang's completion. )
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Coming with a cry, Huaisang's spine arches up, head thrown back and face furrowed with the agony of pleasure for a moment until he melts, panting, lashes fluttering as he recovers.]
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He slots himself in between Huaisang's legs, holding himself over the other's body and towering over him on his knees. )
I'll mark you like this.
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Grinning at the promise, Huaisang nods, still keeping his wrists in place but wiggling a little in anticipation.] Yes. Please. Mark me. Claim me.
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No more. You are free.
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His eyes follow every one of Javert's moves, lips curved softly with a smug smirk, gaze heated, confident in his ownership.]
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Javert leans over him and kisses him possessively, his hand cupping Huaisang's cheek as his tongue slides into his mouth. He answers Huaisang's fervor with a bit of his own, devouring him with his mouth and tongue before pulling away. )
I am yours. ( He says, still cupping his husband's cheek. ) And you are mine, yes?
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[He reaches up to cup Javert's cheek in return, brow furrowing a little as he studies his husband's face.]
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( He looks briefly puzzled himself, wondering if there was something off in his delivery or his expression. There's nothing on his mind at the moment that would create any doubt. His hand falls away from Huaisang's cheek, pressing against his shoulder instead. )
I only wished to hear you say it.
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I love you. I'm yours. [Huaisang nuzzled at the side of his throat, still gripping him tight and refusing to let go just yet.]
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He mutters another expression of gratitude, just to let Huaisang know how much he truly appreciates this. )
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( He pulls away just a little, aware of the mess that he's made of himself as soon as the air hits his skin. He lifts himself off of the bed, going about their usual routine without so much as a thought — turning on the faucet, allowing the bathtub to fill while Huaisang adjusts it to his whims. Javert settles in beside him, cleaning, meticulously taking care of his husband before doing the same for himself, wiping away any sweat, spit and seed that has dried on their skin. )