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Here's the other half of the thingy. Sexy-times are this way. Actually, the first part is clean...
Not sure where to put it, Sethos just held on to the knife, nodding a little. "Stab until they stop moving. Then raise them to fight. I can do that... I'm not so big on guns." He had seen some, mostly in his home-time. Later on in others... He didn't like them.
"I am weird... Not many say they like it, though..." Sethos shrugged a little, then finally ended up taking off his shirt and wrapping it around the knife for lack of a sheath.
"And how many do you talk to that aren't dead?" Spider asked, eyes skimming the skin that had been revealed. He was was pretty certain that it wasn't the offer that he could take it as, but that didn't make him keep his hands to himself, either.
"You needed a big ol' shirt for that tiny knife? I coulda given you my jacket. Not that I can complain on the view." He grinned and took a look around them, finding no change. It was both annoying and fun, though he still hadn't gotten to kill the moving bones-thing.
Sethos shrugged. "I don't have a sheath. And I'd look silly with just my midriff bare... 'S not like I mind sharing the view..." Not that Spider was restricting himself to just looking. Sethos couldn't say he minded...
It did help matters that the other wasn't rotting away or anything. That made it very hard to be interested, no matter how much he liked the poor spirit. Not that Spider was a spirit, either. He was most certainly living, just odd. Odd and very nicely warm, also a nice difference from... well. "I could dismiss the skel, if it's distracting."
It was never in a sheath in his pocket... but Spider didn't bring that up, focusing instead on the fun feeling skin. This was a human, not a Fay, so there were different rules, right? "Nah, it's doing it's thing, it's fine." The spirit wasn't even a big deal, he was more worried about hurting a human that he didn't want to hurt. Which, that was a first, actually.
"If you were another Drake, I'd have had you screaming already," he muttered.
"Drake. Is that what you are..." Sethos commented. It was more a piece of information than anything else. He had wondered, but not asked, so it couldn't be important... "I've not had as many male... partners. Just so you know..." Not that it bothered him. There was more difference between living and dead than male and female. "...Er. 'Male' is close enough, yeah?"
Abruptly he relized that he didn't have to leave everything to Spider. Letting the knife/shirt bundle drop, Sethos put his hand on Spider's shoulder, then huffed a little. "Also never tried this with someone like you. -Power, I mean." Lovely time to get overawed. He'd kick himself later... or the skeleton could- better not. Didn't want to interrupt whatever was or was not happening.
"That's fine... Though, I don't what you mean by power..." Spider took a moment to take off his jacket and own shirt, tossing them aside. He slightly wished that Scarecrow was with them, because it was obvious Sethos needed some good loving. Or just thrown in a room of Incubi, that would be hilarious. Something hit him, and he laughed as his hands went back to touching pale skin. The complexion was different from Scarecrow's, much different, but nice. "Wait, close enough being male? Or...?"
"'Re you close enough to human male that surprises won't be deadly," Sethos elaborated, tracing Spider's body carefully. He had muscles, which looked human, and scars... Sethos bit his lip for a moment, then slowly moved in, leaning forward until he could lick one of the scars. The texture was interesting under his tongue, just as it had felt under his hands... "Power. You could kill me easily. Obliterate me, like the old ones... That's all." From the way the warm hands were running over him, Sethos was sure that being shagged to death was the only real danger he had to face now.
Spider closed his eyes and let himself enjoy the attention, still laughing somewhat. To be told he had power was an amazing ego boost, and he would flaunt it over Scarecrow the moment he saw the other again.
"I am, I'm not a shifter." No, he was an abnormality in that department, and completely unable to change into any other form. Not like others, who could sometimes even do multiple changes... "I guess, I could incinerate you, but that wouldn't be fun. I like you this way."
"Yes," Sethos agreed against hot skin, "I like me this way too." He knelt slowly, hands coming around to feel the small of Spider's back, and there were scars there too. He was enjoying the scars, Sethos found, rather to his own surprise. He hadn't 'slept' with many warriors. "Anyway. This is... fun." Even not being sure what would happen... It was very different from any other encounter he'd had, that was for sure.
"Do you have any limits? I don't want to hurt you... Not unless you want it." The Drake made a soft sound of enjoyment and tilted his head forward, looking at Sethos with keen eyes. It was a sight to see, and the other probably had no clue how much power he had... Even if he was, but wasn't, a Graver.
"Depending on how long we're stuck here... this will be interesting." Spider didn't realize that he'd spoken at first, petting the back that was so open to him. If they were there for a long time, well, being haunted or not, it would be 'fun' in other ways, he supposed.
The necromancer shrugged slightly, slender shoulders moving under Spider's hands. "Pain's not my favorite thing. Too used to needing my health... and you seem to understand how slow we heal." He nuzzled the skin, then stopped as he reached the little indented scar on the Drake's abdomen from the birth-cord. Slowly, one hand moved from Spider's back to his front. "As long as I stay in good health, though..." Sethos murmured as started on the Drake's pants, "I'm not too fussed about what... happens."
He pulled away long enough to grin up at Spider. "Considering some of what I've done, less willingly than this, I can't be too fussed."
Well, that took away the fear of being fucking haunted if he lost control at least. "Less willingly..." Spider murmured, content to let the human take control as he wished. It wasn't like it made him any less of a man or Drake to do so, and it felt good as well. He ran a hand through the light, flower colored hair, and giggled. "Then I won't worry too much..."
"I do what it takes to put the dead at rest, if they ask." And enough said about that. He didn't want to remember! Spider was... much more entertaining. "I... like your warmth. Very warm... Fire?" Spider hand mentioned incinerating him, so that made sense.
Unbuttoning the pants, Sethos tugged them down, finding himself eager to move on. It had been a while, even longer since he'd last found an interesting guy... or close enough to a guy. Spider smelt... different, Sethos realized. Just a little bit... less musky, or something. Not human.
"Mmm, yes," Spider said, laughing. All they needed was a set of handcuffs and some rope, and he'd happily tie himself up and let Sethos have his way, any way. The human was just so... vanilla, it was borderline scary to the Drake, who was usually rather violent. He was going to blame it all on the grey smoky surroundings around them.
Sethos gave a laugh which was almost embarrassed. "Even more warm here. And I can feel your pulse..." He loved feeling pulses. Helped him remember he was with a living, not a dead. He cupped Spider's penis to his cheek, enjoying the velvety feel and the pleasant heat of it.
...And yes. He would enjoy doing this to Justin too... Lovely time to realize that.
"Let's see how it tastes," the necromancer murmured, meeting a poison-green gaze with his own before turning his head enough to start licking and mouthing the hot skin. It tasted just like it smelt...
"Ooh." Spider groaned and then licked his lips, legs spread wide. He held as still as possible, hand still in the human's hair, and very much wanting to tug at it, to stake his claim on the much more delicate flesh. But he didn't, going with the flow, and restraining his movements.
"Fucking fuck!" the Drake growled, feeling the warm wetness around him, and loving every moment of it.
That would be a hell of a thing to see, Sethos thought, happily playing his tongue over the head and shaft of the penis as whim took him. It was very fun to do this, and he took real enjoyment from making others lose control like this. He wondered if he should stop, offer the chance to do more, and then wondered if the Drake could go more than once, and if he would want the other to...
But with what was available in this place, just this seemed to be the smartest choice, and Sethos didn't really want to stop. He did wrap both arms back around Spider's hips, and then squeezed just for the fun of it, and he never did stop his sucking and playing. So much fun.
The Drake growled again, a blush covering his face from both his inner heat and the heat from sex. He felt like he was high in a lot of ways, and again, felt like blaming it on the misty surroundings. He already felt like he was going to come at any time, and continued imagining everything he would like to do with the almost-Graver. "Gods, yes!"
Either Spider was deprived, Sethos was much better than he thought, or this place was fucking with them. Sethos would put his money on this place. It seemed the sort of messed up place... He hummed, half thoughtfully. That growling really was sexy...
He gave a soft little mewl, picking up speed and letting himself feel the lust which had lead him to this point. He liked playing with Spider, but he wanted to taste... Crystal-blue gaze sought out the Drake's face, and Sethos smiled around his 'toy'. He wanted to see this... as much as he could, at least.
With a low cry of pleasure, Spider came, trembling and making other quiet sounds. He wasn't the loudest, unless being fucked. "Fuck..." The Drake groaned, falling back, and catching himself on with his hands as he enjoyed his afterglow.
Sethos had no desire to make a mess, and so he swallowed the Drake's ejaculate with only a moment of hesitation, then sat back on his heels as the other fell. "...You look good like that. Really... really good." Which was his way of saying that Spider looked downright ravishable. Sethos thought he probably could get away with said ravishing, but he wasn't sure he wanted to.
At least not without a little more of an invitation.
"'Mmmmm." Spider giggled and licked his lips, sitting up to kiss the human, and then wrap an arm around the other's neck. His other hand reached down to tug at Sethos' pants. Unbuttoning them with one hand wasn't easy, but he felt proud, especially since he did it while kissing... and tasting his own spunk.
The embrace was a surprise, but the kiss that followed wasn't as much. Sethos returned it with no worries, letting Spider at him. He only had one rather weird thought about being wrapped up by a spider, and even managed not to giggle at it.
Feeling his waistband loosen, he helped the other slid the down, past sharp hips to tangle his legs. It was nice to know that Spider wasn't 'above' returning a little pleasure, but considering what else Sethos had been considering and thinking, it wasn't entirely a surprise.
Finally he'd get to leave some time of mark... Spider purred as the kiss ended and nipped at he moved to suck and bite at Sethos' neck. He was going to leave at least one hickey, more if he got the chance. "You taste good," the Drake spoke, his voice muffled by skin. And Sethos did taste good, all human and sweat and musk.
If he could find another, he wanted to kind of adopt one... and he'd get to share with Scarecrow then, which would be marvelous!
He mewled, arching and jerking at the- not rough. The treatment wasn't, quite, rough... but it could go that way. Sethos shook his head, trying to negate the words. He didn't taste good... "'M just human. Not... mmm..." and his words got washed away by how nice it was to have a being like this, with the feel he had, all over him like this. It was as fun as sucking him off had been, just in a different way.
"Don' make me show you just what I think you are." The Drake moved to a pale shoulder and bit lightly, not too bad, but as a warning. He was enjoying himself too much to ruin it by scaring Sethos. "If it was my choice I'd chain you to me and Crow's bed." Moving again, this time down, he took his time and licked the nearest nipple, growling the entire time.
Sethos was not at all sure he liked the idea of being chained to a bed, no matter how nice Spider was making him feel right now. He couldn't be certain he'd mind, though, not with how he was reacting to the growl. It was a scary, possessive growl that... he liked.
He never had asked about Crow, either. Sethos wasn't going to do that now... He wasn't sure he wanted to hear too many more plans about what Spider, or they, wanted to do with him.
Gripping hot flesh in his hand, Spider noticed the reaction his growl got, and did it again. He even adding a hum to the end as he ended his attentions given to Sethos' chest and went for the 'main' fun. The taste of human was overwhelming, all salt and delicious heat that left him wanting more.
He didn't mean to cry out, but he couldn't exactly help his reaction right now, going so far as to thrust up. Of course that got very little more than another sexy growl, which managed to sound amused, and Sethos wasn't quite able to help himself after that. It was... sexy. Sexy and good and hot, and Spider certainly didn't seem to expect him to hold back. Probably didn't want him too. There was probably some dead around he could ask about that... they were horrible voyeurs. Yeah, he wasn't going to think about that.
That was far cuter then Spider thought it would be, and he moaned. His mouth dropped all the way open as he took everything into his mouth. It was another plus for being hard to kill... he really didn't have to break much, and had no literal choking reflex! The Drake mirrored Sethos' gripping of hips, rubbing at the hardness under skin, and growling again.
He was going to have quite a few marks on his skin when he was done here, Sethos thought in a moment of clarity. Marks all over, wherever Spider had nipped or sucked, and now where he was gripping...
Sethos arched up again, groaning and crying out. "Mm... feel- ooh..." Sounds which were trying to be words came, but he couldn't shape them, and couldn't stop them. With a final shuddering moan, orgasm hit, and Sethos knew he couldn't even blame this odd place. He had just needed it that much.
The Drake swallowed before pulling away and watching Sethos' face. He pet the human's hair, and then the hickeys that were already starting to bruise. There would be a lot of those, he could already tell. "That was fun." Spider licked his lips and purred, shaking his head and messing up his long, stringy hair. "Mmm, you still taste good."
"Mur. Not gonna argue." No, he had learned that lesson well enough for now... Sethos pulled Spider up, going for another kiss because he didn't care. He knew what he tasted like well enough anyway. "You're warm, though, and I AM going to get cuddles. I dun feel like getting dressed, and it's too chilly to get away from you."
"Come on then." He was a living space heater, basically, and Spider was used to being used as such. That, and he really didn't want to move either. Instead he stretched and grabbed whatever he could reach clothing wise, and wadded it into a couple of make shift 'pillows.' Being naked didn't even bother him...
It was almost surprisingly easy to snuggle up close to Spider, as odd and dangerous as the Drake was. He was also warm and soft and... nice to snuggle. The 'pillows' were kind of nice too, even if one still had the hard core of that knife in it. So Sethos cuddled up, curled just slightly around Spider, and took a while to just enjoy. He didn't get enough time to just enjoy himself, it seemed... "...Thank you."
"Don't mention it. Ever." Spider snorted, relaxed more then he ever thought he'd be. It was an open area, he was naked... and all they had was a knife. Even if it was just... blank, and strange. "Well, you can to 'Crow if you meet him. But that's different."
"Right. You got it." Sethos wasn't sure who he'd mention it too, anyway. Hopefully there would eventually be a someone... he didn't really want to stay here. But no-one would... well. Need to know. "And now I sleep." Which he did.
Not sure where to put it, Sethos just held on to the knife, nodding a little. "Stab until they stop moving. Then raise them to fight. I can do that... I'm not so big on guns." He had seen some, mostly in his home-time. Later on in others... He didn't like them.
"I am weird... Not many say they like it, though..." Sethos shrugged a little, then finally ended up taking off his shirt and wrapping it around the knife for lack of a sheath.
"And how many do you talk to that aren't dead?" Spider asked, eyes skimming the skin that had been revealed. He was was pretty certain that it wasn't the offer that he could take it as, but that didn't make him keep his hands to himself, either.
"You needed a big ol' shirt for that tiny knife? I coulda given you my jacket. Not that I can complain on the view." He grinned and took a look around them, finding no change. It was both annoying and fun, though he still hadn't gotten to kill the moving bones-thing.
Sethos shrugged. "I don't have a sheath. And I'd look silly with just my midriff bare... 'S not like I mind sharing the view..." Not that Spider was restricting himself to just looking. Sethos couldn't say he minded...
It did help matters that the other wasn't rotting away or anything. That made it very hard to be interested, no matter how much he liked the poor spirit. Not that Spider was a spirit, either. He was most certainly living, just odd. Odd and very nicely warm, also a nice difference from... well. "I could dismiss the skel, if it's distracting."
It was never in a sheath in his pocket... but Spider didn't bring that up, focusing instead on the fun feeling skin. This was a human, not a Fay, so there were different rules, right? "Nah, it's doing it's thing, it's fine." The spirit wasn't even a big deal, he was more worried about hurting a human that he didn't want to hurt. Which, that was a first, actually.
"If you were another Drake, I'd have had you screaming already," he muttered.
"Drake. Is that what you are..." Sethos commented. It was more a piece of information than anything else. He had wondered, but not asked, so it couldn't be important... "I've not had as many male... partners. Just so you know..." Not that it bothered him. There was more difference between living and dead than male and female. "...Er. 'Male' is close enough, yeah?"
Abruptly he relized that he didn't have to leave everything to Spider. Letting the knife/shirt bundle drop, Sethos put his hand on Spider's shoulder, then huffed a little. "Also never tried this with someone like you. -Power, I mean." Lovely time to get overawed. He'd kick himself later... or the skeleton could- better not. Didn't want to interrupt whatever was or was not happening.
"That's fine... Though, I don't what you mean by power..." Spider took a moment to take off his jacket and own shirt, tossing them aside. He slightly wished that Scarecrow was with them, because it was obvious Sethos needed some good loving. Or just thrown in a room of Incubi, that would be hilarious. Something hit him, and he laughed as his hands went back to touching pale skin. The complexion was different from Scarecrow's, much different, but nice. "Wait, close enough being male? Or...?"
"'Re you close enough to human male that surprises won't be deadly," Sethos elaborated, tracing Spider's body carefully. He had muscles, which looked human, and scars... Sethos bit his lip for a moment, then slowly moved in, leaning forward until he could lick one of the scars. The texture was interesting under his tongue, just as it had felt under his hands... "Power. You could kill me easily. Obliterate me, like the old ones... That's all." From the way the warm hands were running over him, Sethos was sure that being shagged to death was the only real danger he had to face now.
Spider closed his eyes and let himself enjoy the attention, still laughing somewhat. To be told he had power was an amazing ego boost, and he would flaunt it over Scarecrow the moment he saw the other again.
"I am, I'm not a shifter." No, he was an abnormality in that department, and completely unable to change into any other form. Not like others, who could sometimes even do multiple changes... "I guess, I could incinerate you, but that wouldn't be fun. I like you this way."
"Yes," Sethos agreed against hot skin, "I like me this way too." He knelt slowly, hands coming around to feel the small of Spider's back, and there were scars there too. He was enjoying the scars, Sethos found, rather to his own surprise. He hadn't 'slept' with many warriors. "Anyway. This is... fun." Even not being sure what would happen... It was very different from any other encounter he'd had, that was for sure.
"Do you have any limits? I don't want to hurt you... Not unless you want it." The Drake made a soft sound of enjoyment and tilted his head forward, looking at Sethos with keen eyes. It was a sight to see, and the other probably had no clue how much power he had... Even if he was, but wasn't, a Graver.
"Depending on how long we're stuck here... this will be interesting." Spider didn't realize that he'd spoken at first, petting the back that was so open to him. If they were there for a long time, well, being haunted or not, it would be 'fun' in other ways, he supposed.
The necromancer shrugged slightly, slender shoulders moving under Spider's hands. "Pain's not my favorite thing. Too used to needing my health... and you seem to understand how slow we heal." He nuzzled the skin, then stopped as he reached the little indented scar on the Drake's abdomen from the birth-cord. Slowly, one hand moved from Spider's back to his front. "As long as I stay in good health, though..." Sethos murmured as started on the Drake's pants, "I'm not too fussed about what... happens."
He pulled away long enough to grin up at Spider. "Considering some of what I've done, less willingly than this, I can't be too fussed."
Well, that took away the fear of being fucking haunted if he lost control at least. "Less willingly..." Spider murmured, content to let the human take control as he wished. It wasn't like it made him any less of a man or Drake to do so, and it felt good as well. He ran a hand through the light, flower colored hair, and giggled. "Then I won't worry too much..."
"I do what it takes to put the dead at rest, if they ask." And enough said about that. He didn't want to remember! Spider was... much more entertaining. "I... like your warmth. Very warm... Fire?" Spider hand mentioned incinerating him, so that made sense.
Unbuttoning the pants, Sethos tugged them down, finding himself eager to move on. It had been a while, even longer since he'd last found an interesting guy... or close enough to a guy. Spider smelt... different, Sethos realized. Just a little bit... less musky, or something. Not human.
"Mmm, yes," Spider said, laughing. All they needed was a set of handcuffs and some rope, and he'd happily tie himself up and let Sethos have his way, any way. The human was just so... vanilla, it was borderline scary to the Drake, who was usually rather violent. He was going to blame it all on the grey smoky surroundings around them.
Sethos gave a laugh which was almost embarrassed. "Even more warm here. And I can feel your pulse..." He loved feeling pulses. Helped him remember he was with a living, not a dead. He cupped Spider's penis to his cheek, enjoying the velvety feel and the pleasant heat of it.
...And yes. He would enjoy doing this to Justin too... Lovely time to realize that.
"Let's see how it tastes," the necromancer murmured, meeting a poison-green gaze with his own before turning his head enough to start licking and mouthing the hot skin. It tasted just like it smelt...
"Ooh." Spider groaned and then licked his lips, legs spread wide. He held as still as possible, hand still in the human's hair, and very much wanting to tug at it, to stake his claim on the much more delicate flesh. But he didn't, going with the flow, and restraining his movements.
"Fucking fuck!" the Drake growled, feeling the warm wetness around him, and loving every moment of it.
That would be a hell of a thing to see, Sethos thought, happily playing his tongue over the head and shaft of the penis as whim took him. It was very fun to do this, and he took real enjoyment from making others lose control like this. He wondered if he should stop, offer the chance to do more, and then wondered if the Drake could go more than once, and if he would want the other to...
But with what was available in this place, just this seemed to be the smartest choice, and Sethos didn't really want to stop. He did wrap both arms back around Spider's hips, and then squeezed just for the fun of it, and he never did stop his sucking and playing. So much fun.
The Drake growled again, a blush covering his face from both his inner heat and the heat from sex. He felt like he was high in a lot of ways, and again, felt like blaming it on the misty surroundings. He already felt like he was going to come at any time, and continued imagining everything he would like to do with the almost-Graver. "Gods, yes!"
Either Spider was deprived, Sethos was much better than he thought, or this place was fucking with them. Sethos would put his money on this place. It seemed the sort of messed up place... He hummed, half thoughtfully. That growling really was sexy...
He gave a soft little mewl, picking up speed and letting himself feel the lust which had lead him to this point. He liked playing with Spider, but he wanted to taste... Crystal-blue gaze sought out the Drake's face, and Sethos smiled around his 'toy'. He wanted to see this... as much as he could, at least.
With a low cry of pleasure, Spider came, trembling and making other quiet sounds. He wasn't the loudest, unless being fucked. "Fuck..." The Drake groaned, falling back, and catching himself on with his hands as he enjoyed his afterglow.
Sethos had no desire to make a mess, and so he swallowed the Drake's ejaculate with only a moment of hesitation, then sat back on his heels as the other fell. "...You look good like that. Really... really good." Which was his way of saying that Spider looked downright ravishable. Sethos thought he probably could get away with said ravishing, but he wasn't sure he wanted to.
At least not without a little more of an invitation.
"'Mmmmm." Spider giggled and licked his lips, sitting up to kiss the human, and then wrap an arm around the other's neck. His other hand reached down to tug at Sethos' pants. Unbuttoning them with one hand wasn't easy, but he felt proud, especially since he did it while kissing... and tasting his own spunk.
The embrace was a surprise, but the kiss that followed wasn't as much. Sethos returned it with no worries, letting Spider at him. He only had one rather weird thought about being wrapped up by a spider, and even managed not to giggle at it.
Feeling his waistband loosen, he helped the other slid the down, past sharp hips to tangle his legs. It was nice to know that Spider wasn't 'above' returning a little pleasure, but considering what else Sethos had been considering and thinking, it wasn't entirely a surprise.
Finally he'd get to leave some time of mark... Spider purred as the kiss ended and nipped at he moved to suck and bite at Sethos' neck. He was going to leave at least one hickey, more if he got the chance. "You taste good," the Drake spoke, his voice muffled by skin. And Sethos did taste good, all human and sweat and musk.
If he could find another, he wanted to kind of adopt one... and he'd get to share with Scarecrow then, which would be marvelous!
He mewled, arching and jerking at the- not rough. The treatment wasn't, quite, rough... but it could go that way. Sethos shook his head, trying to negate the words. He didn't taste good... "'M just human. Not... mmm..." and his words got washed away by how nice it was to have a being like this, with the feel he had, all over him like this. It was as fun as sucking him off had been, just in a different way.
"Don' make me show you just what I think you are." The Drake moved to a pale shoulder and bit lightly, not too bad, but as a warning. He was enjoying himself too much to ruin it by scaring Sethos. "If it was my choice I'd chain you to me and Crow's bed." Moving again, this time down, he took his time and licked the nearest nipple, growling the entire time.
Sethos was not at all sure he liked the idea of being chained to a bed, no matter how nice Spider was making him feel right now. He couldn't be certain he'd mind, though, not with how he was reacting to the growl. It was a scary, possessive growl that... he liked.
He never had asked about Crow, either. Sethos wasn't going to do that now... He wasn't sure he wanted to hear too many more plans about what Spider, or they, wanted to do with him.
Gripping hot flesh in his hand, Spider noticed the reaction his growl got, and did it again. He even adding a hum to the end as he ended his attentions given to Sethos' chest and went for the 'main' fun. The taste of human was overwhelming, all salt and delicious heat that left him wanting more.
He didn't mean to cry out, but he couldn't exactly help his reaction right now, going so far as to thrust up. Of course that got very little more than another sexy growl, which managed to sound amused, and Sethos wasn't quite able to help himself after that. It was... sexy. Sexy and good and hot, and Spider certainly didn't seem to expect him to hold back. Probably didn't want him too. There was probably some dead around he could ask about that... they were horrible voyeurs. Yeah, he wasn't going to think about that.
That was far cuter then Spider thought it would be, and he moaned. His mouth dropped all the way open as he took everything into his mouth. It was another plus for being hard to kill... he really didn't have to break much, and had no literal choking reflex! The Drake mirrored Sethos' gripping of hips, rubbing at the hardness under skin, and growling again.
He was going to have quite a few marks on his skin when he was done here, Sethos thought in a moment of clarity. Marks all over, wherever Spider had nipped or sucked, and now where he was gripping...
Sethos arched up again, groaning and crying out. "Mm... feel- ooh..." Sounds which were trying to be words came, but he couldn't shape them, and couldn't stop them. With a final shuddering moan, orgasm hit, and Sethos knew he couldn't even blame this odd place. He had just needed it that much.
The Drake swallowed before pulling away and watching Sethos' face. He pet the human's hair, and then the hickeys that were already starting to bruise. There would be a lot of those, he could already tell. "That was fun." Spider licked his lips and purred, shaking his head and messing up his long, stringy hair. "Mmm, you still taste good."
"Mur. Not gonna argue." No, he had learned that lesson well enough for now... Sethos pulled Spider up, going for another kiss because he didn't care. He knew what he tasted like well enough anyway. "You're warm, though, and I AM going to get cuddles. I dun feel like getting dressed, and it's too chilly to get away from you."
"Come on then." He was a living space heater, basically, and Spider was used to being used as such. That, and he really didn't want to move either. Instead he stretched and grabbed whatever he could reach clothing wise, and wadded it into a couple of make shift 'pillows.' Being naked didn't even bother him...
It was almost surprisingly easy to snuggle up close to Spider, as odd and dangerous as the Drake was. He was also warm and soft and... nice to snuggle. The 'pillows' were kind of nice too, even if one still had the hard core of that knife in it. So Sethos cuddled up, curled just slightly around Spider, and took a while to just enjoy. He didn't get enough time to just enjoy himself, it seemed... "...Thank you."
"Don't mention it. Ever." Spider snorted, relaxed more then he ever thought he'd be. It was an open area, he was naked... and all they had was a knife. Even if it was just... blank, and strange. "Well, you can to 'Crow if you meet him. But that's different."
"Right. You got it." Sethos wasn't sure who he'd mention it too, anyway. Hopefully there would eventually be a someone... he didn't really want to stay here. But no-one would... well. Need to know. "And now I sleep." Which he did.