[RL with Klavier Gavin]

Oct 17, 2009 14:09

It was like a fated meeting of - well, not soulmates, because Zechs was always first in Tyki's heart. But from their conversation on the community, it seemed pretty damned close.

Tyki pulled up to the address Klavier had given him, and pulled into a parking spot out front in his black Pagani Zonda, which he used to world hop ( Read more... )

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herrglimmerous October 20 2009, 04:17:00 UTC
Klavier bought the paint only recently and had yet to try them out with anyone so he wasn’t too certain of the texture of it, or the flavors for that matter. Of course he thought about it, briefly, whether or not his guest would enjoy the taste, but it was difficult to hold on to a thought at the moment. Anything remotely resembling a mental process seemed to be sifted like sand through fingers. He also assumed that if Tyki really didn’t like the taste he wouldn’t be bathing the attorney with his tongue...then again that could have meant he was enjoying Klavier's flavor even more. His companion’s lingual arts were incredible sending shivers up Klavier’s spine even as he was being licked.

When Tyki sank lower the young attorney instinctively spread his legs apart his back arching a bit as the other man took to sampling his buttocks, something that Klavier had to admit was foreign, but not at all unpleasant. Not that his previous lovers didn’t find his ass appealing, the young blond simply didn’t think about it being the aggressor most of the time, but he soon discovered that he didn’t mind at all. Being licked and spread open with intentional and merciless skill, what made it better was the stimulation of normally neglected nerve-endings. Klavier had only been vaguely aware of the sensitivity of that reason, but now he was completely aware.

“I-I like…oh,” Klavier gasped, thrilled when those fingers tendered an especially sensitive spot, “…good…so…”

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tyki_tock October 20 2009, 18:49:16 UTC
"Not so eloquent now, attorney," Tyki purred smugly as Klavier shifted and gasped and moaned disconnected words that only barely retained any sense. "I guess that means I'm doing this right."

Not that he had any concerns on that score.

His tongue delved deeper, the sharp citrus taste of the yellow paint melding with the musky flavour of Klavier's entrance as he wormed his tongue inside.

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herrglimmerous October 20 2009, 23:37:18 UTC
Though he hated admitting it, Klavier had to agree that he wasn’t as facile of tongue as he normally liked to be. In fact the only thing his tongue seemed to be capable of at the moment was moistening his own dry lips. Could he speak, could he so much as think he probably would have come back with something like ‘we’ll see how eloquent you are once I have you under my arm’ which would have probably been followed by some deep, dark, rumbling laughter that would announce the impending doom. As it stood all he could do was moan in wanton extravagance and babble encouraging compliments like “perfect,” “beautiful,” and “you’re so good.”

His body seemed to be prompting the young attorney to say or do anything in order to find release, his engorged length was practically begging for it and then the sweet torment took on a whole new shape. If he wasn’t wearing a cock ring, the simple fact the other man was tonguing him so eagerly would have been enough to push Klavier right over the edge. It was an unusual sensation as it was something no one before now had been extreme enough to perform on him, but the warmth and slippery appendage was more than welcome. The tight sphincter muscle had no problem admitting Tyki and the young attorney was just as accommodating pushing his hips back and arching himself into the sensation. Standing on the balls of his feet Klavier growled his appreciation of Tyki in broken German, language barriers no longer possessing a meaning, “du bist aber...soo...s-scharf…”

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tyki_tock October 21 2009, 01:46:49 UTC
Considering that Zechs sometime resorted to German when in the throes of passion, Tyki had no difficulty getting the gist of what Klavier was saying, even though his German was pretty much confined to dock slang and swearing.

He withdrew his tongue and straightened up, pressing against Klavier from behind and rocking his clothed cock against his buttocks as he nipped and nibbled at the nape of Klavier's neck.

"You are so beautiful," he whispered. "Every sound makes me want to fuck you until you forget your own name, until you forget everything but the feeling of my cock inside you."

Even as he spoke, he poured a generous amount of lube into his palm and began probing at Klavier's entrance with two slick fingers.

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tyki_tock October 21 2009, 03:20:36 UTC
Considering that Zechs sometime resorted to German when in the throes of passion, Tyki had no difficulty getting the gist of what Klavier was saying, even though his German was pretty much confined to dock slang and swearing.

He withdrew his tongue and straightened up, pressing against Klavier from behind and rocking his clothed cock against his buttocks as he nipped and nibbled at the nape of Klavier's neck.

"You are so beautiful," he whispered. "Every sound makes me want to fuck you until you forget your own name, until you forget everything but the feeling of my cock inside you."

Even as he spoke, he poured a generous amount of lube into his palm and began probing at Klavier's entrance with two slick fingers.

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herrglimmerous October 21 2009, 04:21:43 UTC
It was a good thing Tyki knew a bit of German as at the moment the young attorney could only think in one language at a time and he was particularly good at German. He wanted the other man to know that he found him attractive, because he certainly did, but he didn’t seem to have proper control over all of his facilities. He blamed that on the lack of blood rushing to his brain as it all seemed to be focused on the organ bobbing between his legs. Every time he thought about the weeping length he wanted to touch it causing him to jerk at his bonds several times. Of course if he wanted to he could just use the safeword, but Klavier was much too proud and saturated by his own desires to give in so quickly.

When Tyki’s tongue disappeared Klavier had to fight back a whimper, choking down on it as he was denied the pleasant sensation, but it was only a temporary loss as soon enough he could feel the press of the other man behind him once again. The young attorney’s head dipped forward offering his neck and shoulders to his guest while his back snapped into an arc as he offered his ass up to be thoroughly dry-humped, his hips rocking in tandem with Tyki’s thrusts.

“N-nnng…you’re doing…a…ah…oh…a really good job…s-so…fa….mmm-” The young blond gave up before he could even finish the sentence when Tyki began probing him with his fingers. His hips gave a little jerk at the sudden intrusion-not painful but unexpected. After a moment he started to relax and get into it, his eyes shuttered closed and he indulged himself in the sound of Tyki’s voice and the feel of his body. Just for a little thrill he tightened himself around Tyki’s fingers a faint smile on his lips. Apart from using the muscles of his buttocks to tease the other man, he curled one of his legs around Tyki’s and ran the instep of his foot along the other’s calf.

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tyki_tock October 21 2009, 04:27:01 UTC
Tyki's eyes were lit up with lust and pleasure as Klavier lost himself so completely to the sensations. He paused momentarily to shrug out of his coat and then decided it would be easier simply to stop touching his clothes.

The fabric fell to the floor in a heap, and then Tyki stepped close again, giving Klavier a sharp slap on the ass before rubbing his naked body against him.

"So beautiful, so very gorgeous," he murmured, biting at Klavier's ear as he worked fingers into Klavier's body again. "So eager to please, so good you are. I'm going to reward you for being so patient and responsive, Klavier."

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herrglimmerous October 21 2009, 13:10:09 UTC
Klavier couldn’t choke down a disappointed whimper this time when Tyki pulled away from him to undress. He wanted to watch the whole affair, even though the sound of fabric sliding to the floor in a heap produced some erotic images. He craned his neck a bit trying to get a good vantage point, anything so that he might be able to see and then he remembered the wall mirror and turned his head quickly in the direction of the reflective surface. It wasn’t a huge mirror so the young attorney couldn’t see everything, but the flashes of skin he could see was enough to send his heart pounding loudly in his ears. The rush seemed to overwhelm him anew.

At the sudden and unexpected sting of Tyki’s hand on his backside Klavier hissed his body lurching forward. It was a nice temper to the pleasure he was feeling that seemed to be taking the young blond wildly out of control. One sensation was quickly replaced with another as he felt that body he so wanted spoon up against him, rubbing in a way that made the attorney howl his unfiltered lust. He did his best to return the sensation, rocking back, the lubricity of his body-now covered in a fine sheen of sweat-gliding with ease against Tyki’s.

“I want…I…want…OH!” Klavier cried out sharply when an even row of teeth met the lobe of his ear, a particularly sensitive spot of the ex-rocker’s anatomy. The pleasurable sensation sent another jolt of desire straight to his straining sex. Whatever that reward was, Klavier didn’t mind, anything was enough so long as his guest continued thrusting inside…just touching seemed to drive the young blond crazy, “any…thing…Tyki…”

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tyki_tock October 21 2009, 16:51:19 UTC
Tyki noted the reaction and continued to bite and lick at Klavier's earlobe as he scissored ad twisted his fingers inside the other man. The unbridled passion of the other man was driving him wild, and he couldn't stop himself from rocking with more and more urgency against him, even as he struggled to maintain control over himself and the situation.

It didn't do for the dominant to lose it in front of his submissive.

Finally he pulled his fingers free, positioning himself with his cock against Klavier's tight entrance. He bit him on the ear again, leaving a red mark that faded quickly. "Do you want me to fuck you, Klavier?" he purred in a low, dangerous voice, though it was just a bit breathless.

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herrglimmerous October 21 2009, 20:19:10 UTC
Klavier didn’t have as much room for rocking as he did for writhing and twisting, but when his guest started moving against him with more passion and carnality the young attorney did his best to accommodate. Of course, the ear nibbling and licking went a long way to convince him that he not only wanted, but needed to provide pleasure. He moved his body to the beat of the other’s lust trying to emulate sex by rolling his hips down and taking Tyki’s fingers in deep, soft moans passing his lips and sparks going off behind his eyes whenever those fingers made a pass over his pleasure center.

When those purposefully skillful fingers vanished, Klavier made a small dismayed sound in the back of his throat, his body felt so empty suddenly. The only thing that kept him from rebelling outright in lieu of his loss was the sharp nip to his ear that ripped a cry from the attorney and kept him in line. He cursed his own weakness, but perhaps it was fortunate as he felt the head of Tyki’s already engorged length pressing him for admittance. Tyki probably didn’t need to ask, but the sound of his voice and the erotic provocation…it was too sexy for words. Pushing back eagerly Klavier whispered his desire his voice strained and seeming to leave him, “J...a…nnn…do it…please…”

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tyki_tock October 22 2009, 05:25:36 UTC
"So good," Tyki purred approvingly into Klavier's ear, and slowly began to push deep inside the other man's body. He wasn't sure he'd have been able to stop himself if Klavier had answered in the negative, but he had been pretty sure he would beg for this, and his expectations had been rewarded.

He pushed forward slowly until he was seated completely within the other man.

"In fact, you're so good, I think you deserve your reward now," he added, his voice a little strained from restrained passion. Then, gently, he pulled the cock ring from Klavier's shaft and tossed it aside.

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herrglimmerous October 22 2009, 12:26:56 UTC
As Tyki began to slowly sink himself into his body Klavier had to fight for every ounce of his self control. He seemed to be taking it out on the cross-stand, his fingers clawing at the black polished surface leaving permanent impressions. This was fortunate. Had they been facing each other, the surface would have been his lover’s back and there would have been ribbons of blood. Between the almost explosive desire to come, that had his stomach all twisted up in knots, and muscles he rarely used being stretched to fit snugly around his guests own straining length, the attorney was going decidedly crazy from need.

Once Tyki was buried fully inside of the young attorney, Klavier lulled his head back resting against the older man for a moment as he attempted to catch his breath-he couldn’t seem to gulp down enough air to fill his lungs. He let himself feel his guest, his girth and length were more than enough to fill the young attorney up. In the back of his mind he thought this man could rival him in size, or it sure felt that way. It was difficult to hold on to that thought for long, however, the only thing he could think about was that place where their bodies connected and what felt like an endless prolonging of release-sweet torment.

“Oh-?” The ex-rocker was about to ask what reward might that be when he felt the ring at the base of his shaft come sliding off. Klavier’s hips gave a few involuntary thrusts at the sudden stimulation to his overly sensitive manhood. Unable to suppress it, Klavier released another moan that was quite different from any so far; it was guttural, animalistic and so completely natural. He knew he wasn’t going to hold out long, whether by Tyki’s hand or pure prostate stimulation he knew he was going to come soon. Instinctively knowing this he thrust his hips back experimentally grinding his backside against Tyki’s pelvis in an effort to provide some stimulation.

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tyki_tock October 23 2009, 00:41:19 UTC
Tyki wouldn't actually have minded to feel the dig of Klavier's nails on his own back, but the scrape and the sounds he made only aroused him further.

He slipped his arms around Klavier and held him against him, feeling Klavier's head drop back against his shoulder and taking that opportunity to lay a series of kisses over his neck and cheek, wherever he could reach.

He groaned as Klavier ground against him eagerly. "Yes..." he moaned, beginning to rock in and out of him with slowly building speed.

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herrglimmerous October 23 2009, 02:32:39 UTC
Klavier would have been happy to supply Tyki with the sensation of his nails carving out his desire across that lovely dark skin. The young attorney didn’t mind a little bit of blood and sweat with his sex, a thought for another time perhaps. At present he was relishing in the searing lips burning more lasting impressions into his own skin. He craned his head a bit so he could see the other man dropping kisses along his neck and cheek, while Klavier had no intention of impeding his guests attentions he made use of any opportunity to return them. Though his reach was limited to Tyki’s temple and just above his brow, the young attorney plied his lips and tongue eagerly to these available areas as best as he could.

Klavier couldn’t stop himself from smiling with some satisfaction and pleasure as Tyki began to moan and in the throes of ecstasy it was the most perfect sound he’d ever heard and he hoped to hear more of them throughout the course of their time together. In an effort to inspire more desirous noises from his companion the ex-rocker hiked one leg up, he was flexible enough to drape it around the cross-stand as though he were wrapping the limb around a body. This gesture allowed for deeper penetration which was just as incredible for him. In addition he bucked his hips in time with the slowly increasing tempo his ass muscles clenching purposefully, tightening around Tyki. At the same time the other’s pulsating sex brushing up against the bundle of nerves deep inside of him with each pass sent Klavier closer to the edge, “I…ooh…I don’t think…I can…I’m gonna come…Tyki…!”

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tyki_tock October 24 2009, 19:09:10 UTC
Tyki groaned and thust more deeply inside Klavier as he shifted to allow him better access. He began to pant helplessly, gasping for breath as he pounded with more and more abandon with each passing moment.

He heard Klavier's gasping warning, and nodded, tightening his grip on the other man. "Yes...yes, come for me, Klavier," he murmured breathlessly. He doubted he'd last much longer once he felt Klavier's body begin to squeeze around him. "Come for me."

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herrglimmerous October 24 2009, 19:46:58 UTC
As the pitch of their lovemaking began to reach to reach its glorious crescendo, Klavier’s sex cries increased in frequency as well. He was lost in the sensations wrapping around him from every angle, inside and out. The force of Tyki’s thrusting, the heat of his breath, the intoxicating sounds of panting and gasping filling his ears. The ex-rocker allowed images to fill his mind of what he wouldn’t mind doing to his guest once their roles were switched. Ah, yes the other was really starting to consume his thoughts and it was becoming more difficult to think of anything or anyone else right now-hell even his own name had been washed clean out of his memory…just this erotic moment and his erotic thoughts sending him careening towards the edge.

"Ahh…nnng…oh…yeah…sweet fuck…Tyki!" Klavier cried, expressing his gratitude in his own provocative style. Coming was a request he could happily oblige, not that he could hold out even if he wanted too, he was too close. His hips swung desperately, a pendulum of lust between two points of pleasure, and then came the rush roaring through him before he could even comprehend it. His body went tense, every muscle contracting beautifully; even his grip on Tyki became impossibly tight. He howled his companions name triumphantly towards the ceiling as he released, the white, saline jet of his passion staining the red paint of the wall as the attorney savored the crest he was riding on. His hips continued to spasm involuntarily as he emptied himself, encompassed by the power of his orgasm and it was still washing over him.

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