Not a cure but a fantastic distraction (Closed to Ethan)

[his_ganymede]

[Continued from here.]

Kit arched his hips at the tugging of his pants, letting them slide off, and felt the moan that was caught in his throat wanting to escape again. Watching Ethan tease kisses over him, he almost forgot to breathe for a moment, before wriggling a little impatiently.

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[cha0s_raynes]

He spread a hand flat on Kit's abdomen to hold him in place when he wriggled and chuckled huskily.

"Impatient are we?"

[his_ganymede]

"Can you blame me?" Kit asked with a breathless sort of laugh. "Tease.."

[cha0s_raynes]

"It is only teasing," Ethan said, making quick work of Kit's remaining clothes so he was gloriously nude. He was definitely inviting him to his next bacchanal. It was actually sort of a pity he didn't have any magic to super charge. Something told him Kit would be full of energy.

He bent again, to nip at the curve of one hip.

"If I fail to satisfy."

[his_ganymede]

"I really hope that you wouldn't be so cruel," Kit said, before his voice slid away into a moan and he arched up off the sofa toward Ethan's mouth.

[cha0s_raynes]

"Did you miss the part where I'm evil?" Ethan asked with a smirk, nipping now at the other man's thigh, deliberately teasing. Avoiding the prize.

[his_ganymede]

"I was rather hoping it was the decadent, hedonistic sort of evil," Kit said on a laugh that turned to a moan at the nip, unable to hold still as little ripples of pleasure flickered over his skin.

[cha0s_raynes]

"Well, there is that." Ethan drawled, because that was in fact a good way to describe him. Then because Kit had asked, or implied, so nicely he circled his length and stroked him.

Not quite what Kit wanted, every line of his body was begging for Ethan's mouth, but giving him what he wanted so easily would be boring.

Never mind that Ethan found he wanted it too, his own desire ratcheted higher by the other man's response.

[his_ganymede]

Kit cried out a bit, then muffled it, as he arched up again, this time into Ethan's touch. Yes, he wanted more, so very much more, but that was an excellent start and the man was very good with his hands. His body seemed to hum with that pleasure and the vaguest tricklings of power along nerves, sense memory all too easy to give into.

He shifted a leg to wrap around the other man, foot running lightly up his leg in the only way he could reach him.

[cha0s_raynes]

He was a sorcerer, he made a living with his hands and his words - and he was a very good sorcerer. It was a pity Kit had muffled his cries, Ethan thought, couldn't have that.

He let the man's leg pull him closer, the weight of it on him almost as much of a turn on as the decadent display of flesh laid out before him and flicked his tongue across the tip of his cock before wrapping his lips around him and lowering his head with aching slowness.

[his_ganymede]

Kit wasn't able to muffle his cry, this time. It broke out from his throat, low and needy and relieved all at once. One hand reached for the edge of the sofa, clutching at pillow as if he would rip them to shreds. The other twisted back into Ethan's hair, as if seeking some purchase to hold on to while he tried to not buck up too impatiently into Ethan's mouth.

[cha0s_raynes]

The fingers in his hair were just tight enough, just firm enough to kick Ethan's desire into high gear and he moaned around Kit's cock, letting the weight of the hand and the impatient movement of his hips anchor the movement of his mouth.

The teasing fell away and he set to work, pressing his tongue to the sensitive underside and sucking as he swallowed Kit's length.

[his_ganymede]

As Ethan's mouth sank down on him, Kit gave up trying to be at all circumspect. His hips arched up again, and he moaned loudly. Breathing was difficult in all the best ways, Ethan's tongue hit sensitive spots he'd forgotten he had and he could only whimper in pleasure, letting the little lights spin behind his eyes as his fingers twisted, then released, then twisted again.

[cha0s_raynes]

He was so responsive, not afraid of his own pleasure and the hedonistic soul inside Ethan reveled in it as he continued to drive Kit wild with his mouth.

[his_ganymede]

Kit gave himself over to the sensations fully, sometimes watching, sometimes letting his eyes fall closed to better just focus in on feeling. Little shivers ran over his skin, and his fingers tightened again convulsively as he found himself close to the edge, cursing under his breath.

[cha0s_raynes]

Ethan heard him, and lifted his head for a moment to look up the pale length of naked torso and smirk, his hand stroking Kit lightly to keep him on edge.

"Now, now, language." The he flicked his tongue over the weeping tip of Kit's cock, and sucked lightly.

[his_ganymede]

Kit groaned, fingers yanking a little in Ethan's hair in protest of the cessation of the movement of his mouth. He gave a husky chuckle at the chiding, and moaned a bit again as his mouth found him once more.

More language escaped, desperate and needy, before he tensed, arching up off the bed as he came with a loud cry.