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[peacetalks]

"Pray speak your piece, and I shall return it anon."

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[finalsteps]

And what could those consequences be?

[ Taking note of that ass slap.

But also nibbling down to his neck. ]

[peacetalks]

A scolding, for one, and a lecture on manners, for two.

[aymeric isn't stopping him, though. not yet. he swallows and tilts his head to offer more of his neck to estinien]

[finalsteps]

You wouldn't scold me, would you?

[ Hmm, finding a point on his neck to worry his teeth on. Yes, he is leaving a mark. ]

[peacetalks]

--ah!

[aymeric lets out a soft gasp and his fingers at estinien's ass dig into it]

Oh, I... just might, if you keep this up.

[finalsteps]

[ This is so fun for him. He’s humming happily and leaving more than one mark. ]

But this looks so good on you.

[peacetalks]

Menace.

[he lets out a rumble-growl-purr, not displeased]

Whatever am I to do with you...?

[finalsteps]

Accept me for the misbehaved menace I am, or don't.

[ Nipping his ear. ]

[peacetalks]

[groans softly]

I... will always accept you, though I may be forced to enact discipline soon.

[leans in by estinien's ear to speak]

Arise, and accompany me to my room.

[finalsteps]

I've doubts you could discipline me.

[ He laughs fondly. Pulling himself up, and Aymeric. ]

We should go before I tease you much more.

[peacetalks]

[aymeric looks flushed, breathing a tad hard, and watching estinien with hooded, hungry eyes]

You mean to test me, I see.

[he gets up and carefully adjusts his clothes before heading towards his room]

Come. Do not dally.

[finalsteps]

[ YEAH HE SURE DOES. His tail wraps around Aymeric's wrist as they walk back to his room. His own eyes are narrowed, hungry, wanting. ]

I do mean to test you, beloved.

[peacetalks]

[as soon as the door is shut aymeric is shoving estinien up against it, pinning him bodily to the door and slamming his elbow against the door next to estinien's head. his eyes are bright, glowing softly in the dim light]

Tell me now if you do not wish for me to be rough with you, Estinien. After this, I shall not ask again.

[this is mostly posturing; if estinien ever expressed dismay during sex, aymeric would stop immediately and tend to him. he mostly wants to communicate his intent to ravage estinien more than anything else]

[finalsteps]

[ oh, oh shit yeah. this is what he likes from aymeric. that cool dominant side of him. that collected and calculating glance he has. he can deal with this. he can also handle it, knowing that if he tapped out aymeric would listen. ]

I wish for it, beloved. Show me just how rough you can be with me.

[ s m i r k. ]

[peacetalks]

[aymeric lets out a breath and matches that expression with a grin, before kissing estinien hard and biting at his lip, lining his hips up with estinien's and rocking forward, grinding against him]

[finalsteps]

[ his lips part with a gasp, and his hands curl at Aymeric’s hips as he grinds back against him. Meeting him with each rock.

He’s never sighed happier. ]

[peacetalks]

[it's tempting to just rut like that until they're both breathless and trembling, but aymeric has other plans. he pulls back reluctantly and grabs estinien by the waist to flip him so he's facing the door, pressing up against his backside. he murmurs into estinien's ear]

Lift your arms and place them above your head.

[finalsteps]

[ He moves without an argument, eyes narrowing with curiosity as he’s given orders. No one tel anyone Estinien may actually like being give. Orders like this.

He raises his arms, putting them above his head asked. ]

Twelve and Halone be damned.

[ he lets out a breath. ]

[peacetalks]

Blaspheming already, are we?

[aymeric is removing estinien's belt and tugging his trousers and smallclothes down to his thighs, exposing him]

Keep that up and I may have to gag you.

[finalsteps]

[ Oh. Well then. He huffs fondly. He’s not one to keep his big mouth shut unfortunately. ]

Blaspheming might come natural when I know how good you feel.

[ It’s said matter of factly. ]

[peacetalks]

You had best watch your tongue, for you'll receive no quarter from me. Now, arch your back and spread your legs.

[he coaxes estinien's hips back]

[finalsteps]

[ aymeric is undeniably hot like this. he cannot help but to have egged him on to this point. so he smiles, rather, he smirks back at aymeric. a sign that this is all fine, and he can keep on.

he arches his back and spreads his legs, his tail wrapping around aymeric's wrist playfully. ]

[peacetalks]

Very good.

[he parts some of estinien's hair over one shoulder so that he can place a soft kiss at the back of his neck, resting his hand on estinien's ass]

Count out for me. Let me see how much you can take.

[and that is all the warning he gets before aymeric smacks his ass--hard, not just a little swat like before]

[finalsteps]

[ he bows his head for the kiss, purring out for him happily.

and really, he was about to ask why he should be counting. his fists curl and he lets out a deep snarl. ]

Fuc-- [ and then he thinks a little better ] -- one.

[peacetalks]

Good.

[aymeric echoes him with a draconic rumble in his chest, and kisses the back of his neck again]

Continue.

[and he spanks him again, just as hard as the first one if not harder]

[finalsteps]

[ HALONE MERCY, he forgets how strong Aymeric is sometimes. But he is a resilient man. So he sucks in a breath, letting out before continuing with the counting. ]

Two.

[ His fingers curl a little at that one too. ]