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
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He bent down, only to encounter the dog, whom he allowed to sniff him as he put a hand to Klavier's arm, intending to help him up. The dog likely didn't smell anything out of the ordinary, other than a catlike smell from the Coerl he owned. Not exactly a housecat, Yvain was as big as the retriever.
"Grand enough. I hope that means you're excited to see me," he purred, his voice rich with anticipation.
Klavier's building was grand, and his suite even more so. Even as Tyki bent to help Klavier up, his eyes flicked around what he could see of the suite, thinking about how he might make his own apartment even more luxurious. Perhaps he should ask Klavier for the name of his decorator.
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He stepped inside when invited, then grinned wickedly. "I am Tyki, yes. Ah, did I make such a poor impression upon you that you don't even remember my name after our conversation?" he teased. "Perhaps I'll have to impress you even further before the night is through."
He winked, a movement that promised sinful things, then bowed. "But first, perhaps I could beg a tour? You must be a successful musician to have such a beautiful home, and I would love to see the rest of it."
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When Tyki asked him if he preferred using the tools available in the room on others or have them used on himself such dizzying prospects began to fill his head. Klavier Jr., who was standing at half-mast now, seemed to have his own ideas. Go for it Herr. Pervert Prosecuter, dress ( ... )
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"That's terribly appealing to me," he agreed, grinning wickedly.
His hands slid down, enjoying the slippery sensation of the silk under his fingertips. "Before we begin, there are two things. Firstly, what is your safeword? And secondly, just so you know, I don't need one."
He extended a hand out to one side, making sure Klavier was watching it, and then plunged it into the wall. It passed through with only a little ripple of hexagons, and emerged unscathed, as easily as if he'd been passing his hand through air.
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He leaned forward and licked a line up Klavier's spine, tasting the paint with as much curiosity as pleasure. He liked the flavour, but as with most artificial flavours, they were a bit foreign to his palette. He preferred the taste of Klavier's skin underneath. But the way the rocker moved and shouted at his treatment certainly made it worthwhile.
He was definitely going to have to buy a set of these to try out on Zechs.
He shifted downwards, licking at Klavier's buttocks, spreading them wide with nimble fingers and liberally spreading the paint between his cheeks.
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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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“-it was delicious,” Klavier growled before leaning forward to trace a line with his tongue from the bridge of his companion's nose to his forehead where he allowed himself to rest his lips. His fingers were still very busy working their way back up his guest’s body where they finally buried themselves in Tyki’s luxurious, sweat-damp hair. He wanted more time to explore the other man’s exotic features, but for now this would do.
“Ah…you’re going to make me blush at this rate,” said the man with no humility, in fact he enjoyed being spoiled just a bit, “you must realize too…your sex is very hot.”
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His hands moved gently over Klavier's body in turn, mapping out the other man's body once again, even though he was already becoming quite familiar with it.
"And if you keep telling me such things, you'll make me blush, too," he added with a wink. "But don't let that stop you."
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“Oh?” Klavier asked his breath moist and warm against his companion’s ear and another grin lit up his face, “then I probably shouldn’t say this…but your lingual arts…that was devastating…I could have come just from that…if the ring wasn’t there…best tongue-fuck ever.”
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He grinned. "Now then... I do believe we had an arrangement. We were going to trade places...?"
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At Klavier's prompting, he spread his legs unashamedly to Klavier's touch and gaze. Then Klavier began to bind his cock in the leather straps, and he sucked in a startled breath, then let it out with a sigh of pleasure. "You never cease to amaze me with your skill and inventiveness," he purred appreciatively. "Perhaps I'll bring you home one of these days to put my husband through his paces."
HIs cock twitched a little as Klavier bound his cock and balls up in the straps. He shuddered at the tug, unable to stop himself from squirming at the sensation as it squeezed and played along his length. "Incredible," he moaned, his eyes half-lidding.
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Tyki watched avidly as Klavier strapped himself into a matching harness, watching Klavier caress and manipulate his own cock and feeling himself harden a little and strain against his own harness a bit more. His fingers twitched with a strong desire to do it himself, to touch and caress and suck, but he held himself still.
At Klavier's order, he started to move, then smirked and sank gracefully to his knees. He bowed forward. "As you command, my master," he purred, and placed his hands on the floor, ready to follow at the end of Klavier's leash, and wondering where they were going.
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