[A little surprising given the amount of discomfort he must be in and yet perhaps not so much, with how eagerly he's thrown himself into the entire thing. Sylus doesn't relent even for a moment but as he feels the other man begin to tremble and tense up around him he pushes an arm and a wisp of Evol energy around him and pulls him up.
And if Zayne thought Sylus had bottomed out before, the change in angle as he's seated in the red-eyed man's lap would prove him immediately wrong.
He braces a hand against the base of Zayne's spine and curls the other around the back of his neck, tugging him down to bite against his lower lip. Would he have the strength and presence of mind to move of his own accord... or would the simple act of being so completely filled be enough to tip him over the edge?]
[At first, Zayne lets out a little yelp when he feels himself being pulled up because it feels so sudden. It's when he finds himself straddling Sylus's lap and that new angle that he can't help but cry out in surprise. It feels like his body has been set aflame (thankfully not due to his Summer abilities) but what shocks him is that he can still feel that tightness within, like a bowstring ready to snap.
He still feels like he's going to come undone but his body decides to delay that sensation a bit longer. Despite the desire driving him, Zayne's body did not wish to release and there is a reason for it: he wants to be a bit more active in his pleasure. It does not feel right for him to simply let it happen to him, even if he has let go; doesn't mean to simply lie and take it. Besides, it's boring.
That bite to his bottom lip jolts him to hiss in reply, finding himself lifting his hips up and bringing them back down firmly, pressing against that particular spot over and over. If he's going to climax soon, he wants to be part of it, not just feeling the emotions.]
[He had a feeling, when the position changed, that it might result in Zayne not being able to hold out any longer. That the opposite turns out to be true is not disappointing. Sylus grips him firmly and guides the grind of his hips, coaxing a change in angle that would have him hitting that spot he's seeking just right each time.
His thighs are burning with a delicious pull of tension across the muscles as he rocks up towards Zayne's movements. Softly panting breaths puff out between hard and insistent kisses. The heat mixed with the little flurries of snowflakes and occasional flashes of ice that creep over Zayne's skin are intoxicating and he thinks, not too surprisingly, that he could certainly stand to do this again...
And again, and again.
When he feels that shivering tension pulsing through Zayne's body again he curls one hand around his cock, stroking him in slow counterpoint to the plunging of his hips. Sylus himself isn't quite done, but... no matter. He can keep using Zayne's over-sensitive body once he's spent.]
[He's surprised for a moment when Sylus grips him but when he manages to strike him there, Zayne could feel the wind get knocked out of him. For the time being, it appears that Sylus knows his body better than he does. If he was more lucid, he'd question that but instead, leans into those fierce kisses and firm holds.
He knows the ice is spreading but keeping itself contained, instead complementing the marks and bites from before. For the first time in a long while, the frost and chill doesn't bother him. His focus only being on the man holding him, giving him the pleasures he didn't realize he wanted until now. Well, while sober at least. He can feel the heat spread as he picks up the pace, trying to parse wether Zayne should focus on how great it feels being stroked or stretched enough that words can't really describe his feelings.]
Sylus-!
[His voice has some rasp from the constant moans and cries but still Zayne keeps going, rocking his hips and muscles flexing in preparation. He needs to...needs to...]
Sylus-!
[His body has held on for as long as it could and Zayne can feel the damn beginning to burst. With one last thrust within, he can see the room be consumed with stars as he throws his head back and he lets out-]
Sylus!
[And then it breaks. He can feel his release dribble down his cock, splash some on his abdomen and the pressure in general ease up. He holds onto the other man as he brings his head back to look at him with lust hazed green eyes and kiss swollen lips, slowing his breathing. He doesn't have words to express how good it is but he's not wanting to move from Sylus's lap right now.]
[Oh, but those raspy moans of his name are just delicious. Much the same as the previous night yet with an added clarity from sobriety that makes it all the more thrilling.
There's a moment when he knows what's coming. That Zayne can't take it anymore. He strokes the man through his orgasm as he rides it out and grits the back of his jaw with a soft groan as the clenching tightness around him floods him with pleasure...
But Sylus is not quite done. His cock is still hard and hot inside the doctor's body and as Zayne's length softens in his palm and he lets go to firmly grasp his hips again, it's clear the man will not get to rest just yet.
He gets moved with deliberate force as Sylus chases his own orgasm, raking over sensitised nerves and pushing Zayne past the point of exhaustion.]
Hold on.
[His voice is a pleased little purr as he hooks his arms beneath Zayne's thighs and lifts his feet just enough to remove all agency in the decision to move on his own.
Sylus has him now, soft breaths catching moans in the back of his throat as he edges closer to his own climax.]
[It would be rude for Zayne to be able to reach his orgasm but for Sylus to not. It's why he doesn't fight against his maneuvers despite his body wanting a moment of respite, joining in the chorus with his own quiet breaths.]
Yes...
[The desire is still within him, burying itself further and refusing to leave...and Zayne doesn't want it to. He's sure that the door has been opened and cannot be locked.]
...fill...in me...
[He's trying his best to coax him further, pressing against the heat within. Practically milking him because he wants to feel him deep. It's just another sign of their intimacy really, he's not so worried about how he is going to feel (or how much is he going to limp) but wanting to be sure that Sylus takes his fill. He can't be sure if it was the same last night but he'll try it now.]
[It doesn't take long, with Zayne being such a willing and eager participant to his desires.
Sylus' orgasm is accompanied by a soft snarl muffled into Zayne's shoulder as his teeth bite down against warm skin. Fingernails dig against the other man's thighs, a firm grip of both hands pulling him in and ensuring every drop spills deeply inside. He shudders slightly, breathes in and exhales, and hums his satisfaction against the red marks his teeth just left.
Then he loosens his hold, letting Zayne either fall back or keep himself held up as he likes.]
Well then, Doctor... [His voice is that low purr again.] I hope you had no other plans today.
[He did ask for it in a sense, shuddering in ecstasy at both sensations. Oh how both the pleasure of feeling Sylus release within along with the (slight) pain of his bite and nails, silent but holding on even after his grip lessens.
Zayne doesn't fall over, rather stays in position and gives his hips a little roll. He can feel the dripping from his entrance but doesn't bother to lift himself off, rather wanting to be here just a little bit longer. But then that tone slips from the crime boss and Zayne can't help but go red. That little rational voice is for the most part quiet as his mind has to parse everything and how he should answer.
To be fair, his department has told those who were involved in protecting the barrier and helping drive off those darkness creatures to take the next few days off to recoup and relax. Also because the parties were happening and of course work wasn't going to get done while the city celebrates.]
I don't.
[Zayne lazily lets his fingertips graze along the back of Sylus's neck. He doesn't think he has any other plans...he would remember them if they were important. Besides, he doesn't feel completely spent yet.]
If you're implying to more, my stamina is more than adequate in keeping up.
[He honestly would have asked but Sylus beat him to the punch so to speak.]
[Sylus slides his hand up Zayne's spine so the man is not so much pushed as taken back against the bed, and he catches the man's mouth again in a lazy, languid kiss.
What a treat this has been.
They're both hot and sweaty and sticky, and the bed is a mess, and his thoughts turn to the adjoining bathroom and the shower that Zayne still has not taken since waking up.]
I could suggest a change of location.
[His fingertips rub idly into the slick mess spattered over Zayne's stomach, smearing it a little before he lifts his hand up and pointedly licks the mildly salty fluid from his fingers.]
Provided you can walk. Unless you'd rather I carry you again.
[He hums into the kiss, feeling content as he lets his desire settle. Settle but far from gone, especially how Zayne can't help but react to how Sylus decided to taste what he's left behind. His adam's apple bobs as he shudders, pupils slowly widening in bliss while his lips slightly part, barely seeing the tip of his tongue moisten the inside of his upper lip.
This man is going to ruin him completely by the time this ends and yet it will be done with a smile on his face.]
Oh? Thinking about the counter this time?
[He's joking but Zayne can't help but mention it. But then of course, the mention of being carried makes him blink a couple of times as his mind decides to snap that memory to the surface. Between that and trying to kiss Sylus's neck at the time, Zayne has to wonder how odd he truly is while completely drunk. Just another reason to not touch the stuff again or at least find a means to not get wasted like that.]
The feeling in my legs is still here. I doubt you'll find a reason to do that again.
[Since Zayne is not the only one hot, sweaty, and painted in slowly drying fluids. He idly massages his hand against the other man's thigh.
An unusual (but welcome) way to begin his day... and to continue it.
He's still somehow half-hard, pressed against Zayne's leg as they laze against the bed together, and his recollection of carrying the man across the apartment the night before is still quite clear. It isn't something he would mind repeating.]
[That gets a small chuckle out of Zayne because that is a fair point. He should have taken the shower when he first woke up but his mind decided that he wanted answers first and then he could clean up. Clearly that wasn't the path he took but he has no regrets. Not when he could embrace his desires as a result.]
I wouldn't say no to that.
[They really should but it's tempting to just stay in bed for the time being. Especially since he can feel Sylus pressing against him, making his arousal stir just a bit. This man is a menace he swears and he wouldn't want it any other way as he lets his fingers stroke Sylus's chest. Slowly he lets his hand move up as Zayne leans in to give his own relaxed kiss.]
[Zayne is unexpectedly affectionate and as it is, Sylus does not mind responding in kind.]
Let's.
[And with just a hint of playfully performative reluctance he pulls himself away from the doctor's grasp and slides off the bed, stretching as he stands up. The muscles of his back and shoulders flex as he moves then he glances back over his shoulder, tilting his head.]
Come on, then.
[Sylus will walk naked to the bathroom without a care. Of course he would, why should he mind if he's naked in his own home? How Zayne decides to follow is up to him but once they are in the bathroom he won't waste much time at all in pressing the other man up against the cool tiles of the shower wall.
His fingertips trip against the back of Zayne's thigh then curl around it, pulling the man's leg up against his.]
I hope you weren't overstating that stamina of yours, doctor. I'd hate to be left unsatisfied.
[As Sylus is doing his stretching, Zayne cannot help but watch his back muscles move in awe. The body can do amazing things and he just wants to appreciate all the hard work it does, even if it's just letting his eyes wander. Once he moves and leaves the darkness of the bedroom, Zayne pushes himself up as he can feel the tenseness of his legs spread out as he starts to walk. It's much more casual but he feels like he's being led by a thread of his own making as he reaches his destination.
Only to be up against the wall the moment he steps inside but given the shudder he lets out, it's a reprieve to his heated skin for the time being. Zayne has the feeling that it's going to warm up quickly as he lets Sylus maneuver him.]
Mmm, that would be disappointing.
[He tilts his head to the side as his hand gingerly strokes the hollow of his neck and moves downward, his eyes cast down but a small smirk graces Zayne's lips.]
The best way is to see in action, wouldn't you agree?
You're going to be more interesting than I could have anticipated, aren't you.
[So much for thinking he would be up and out of the door the moment he woke up.
The hot water warms their skin quickly, though the tiles and the glass of the shower door stay cool as the steam condenses against them and collects into rolling droplets. Sylus slides his hand over Zayne's damp skin, smoothing his palm against the back of his thigh and wiping away the remains of their previous activities as he does.]
[It's just above a whisper but it's the truth. Zayne knows he doesn't give off the feelings of being 'adventurous' at first glance; it's when he is able to let himself go even just for a little bit that he doesn't have to worry as much. He can't help but give a cheeky little smirk at the thought.
Zayne knows they *should* focus on cleaning themselves but he can't as much because of the man in front of him. Maybe it's due to the water dripping off of him and the steam just accents every muscle and how they move as Sylus works on him.
Finding the soap, he lathers his hands with enough of it and lets his fingers move to his shoulders. Now he knows using a cloth would work better but Zayne just has a hunch that it might just be in the way. Clearly it's not because he wants to touch Sylus as well. (Yes it is.)]
[Truth be told he is not always the touchy-feely type. He had been of a mind to treat this as a simple one-night stand and see the man out of the door and now here they are, and it seems the doctor simply cannot keep his hands off him. And he isn't even doing anything to artificially provoke it.
Though he's sure Zayne would like to use that as an excuse.
The movement of the other man's touch across his shoulders is enough to get him fired up again. It hadn't been his intention to only shower in here. He pulls Zayne close to him and slides one hand down his back, brushing against the cleft of his ass before curling two wet fingers deeply into him. Between his already being stretched, the water, and the lingering slick still inside him, the entry is smooth and easy.
He knows Zayne will be sensitive. Knows this might even verge on Too Much. The movement of his fingers is slow but relentless as they fuck into him.]
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Date: 2026-02-04 02:20 am (UTC)[A little surprising given the amount of discomfort he must be in and yet perhaps not so much, with how eagerly he's thrown himself into the entire thing. Sylus doesn't relent even for a moment but as he feels the other man begin to tremble and tense up around him he pushes an arm and a wisp of Evol energy around him and pulls him up.
And if Zayne thought Sylus had bottomed out before, the change in angle as he's seated in the red-eyed man's lap would prove him immediately wrong.
He braces a hand against the base of Zayne's spine and curls the other around the back of his neck, tugging him down to bite against his lower lip. Would he have the strength and presence of mind to move of his own accord... or would the simple act of being so completely filled be enough to tip him over the edge?]
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Date: 2026-02-04 07:28 am (UTC)He still feels like he's going to come undone but his body decides to delay that sensation a bit longer. Despite the desire driving him, Zayne's body did not wish to release and there is a reason for it: he wants to be a bit more active in his pleasure. It does not feel right for him to simply let it happen to him, even if he has let go; doesn't mean to simply lie and take it. Besides, it's boring.
That bite to his bottom lip jolts him to hiss in reply, finding himself lifting his hips up and bringing them back down firmly, pressing against that particular spot over and over. If he's going to climax soon, he wants to be part of it, not just feeling the emotions.]
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Date: 2026-02-05 02:41 pm (UTC)His thighs are burning with a delicious pull of tension across the muscles as he rocks up towards Zayne's movements. Softly panting breaths puff out between hard and insistent kisses. The heat mixed with the little flurries of snowflakes and occasional flashes of ice that creep over Zayne's skin are intoxicating and he thinks, not too surprisingly, that he could certainly stand to do this again...
And again, and again.
When he feels that shivering tension pulsing through Zayne's body again he curls one hand around his cock, stroking him in slow counterpoint to the plunging of his hips. Sylus himself isn't quite done, but... no matter. He can keep using Zayne's over-sensitive body once he's spent.]
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Date: 2026-02-05 10:13 pm (UTC)He knows the ice is spreading but keeping itself contained, instead complementing the marks and bites from before. For the first time in a long while, the frost and chill doesn't bother him. His focus only being on the man holding him, giving him the pleasures he didn't realize he wanted until now. Well, while sober at least. He can feel the heat spread as he picks up the pace, trying to parse wether Zayne should focus on how great it feels being stroked or stretched enough that words can't really describe his feelings.]
Sylus-!
[His voice has some rasp from the constant moans and cries but still Zayne keeps going, rocking his hips and muscles flexing in preparation. He needs to...needs to...]
Sylus-!
[His body has held on for as long as it could and Zayne can feel the damn beginning to burst. With one last thrust within, he can see the room be consumed with stars as he throws his head back and he lets out-]
Sylus!
[And then it breaks. He can feel his release dribble down his cock, splash some on his abdomen and the pressure in general ease up. He holds onto the other man as he brings his head back to look at him with lust hazed green eyes and kiss swollen lips, slowing his breathing. He doesn't have words to express how good it is but he's not wanting to move from Sylus's lap right now.]
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Date: 2026-02-05 10:30 pm (UTC)There's a moment when he knows what's coming. That Zayne can't take it anymore. He strokes the man through his orgasm as he rides it out and grits the back of his jaw with a soft groan as the clenching tightness around him floods him with pleasure...
But Sylus is not quite done. His cock is still hard and hot inside the doctor's body and as Zayne's length softens in his palm and he lets go to firmly grasp his hips again, it's clear the man will not get to rest just yet.
He gets moved with deliberate force as Sylus chases his own orgasm, raking over sensitised nerves and pushing Zayne past the point of exhaustion.]
Hold on.
[His voice is a pleased little purr as he hooks his arms beneath Zayne's thighs and lifts his feet just enough to remove all agency in the decision to move on his own.
Sylus has him now, soft breaths catching moans in the back of his throat as he edges closer to his own climax.]
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Date: 2026-02-06 01:06 am (UTC)Yes...
[The desire is still within him, burying itself further and refusing to leave...and Zayne doesn't want it to. He's sure that the door has been opened and cannot be locked.]
...fill...in me...
[He's trying his best to coax him further, pressing against the heat within. Practically milking him because he wants to feel him deep. It's just another sign of their intimacy really, he's not so worried about how he is going to feel (or how much is he going to limp) but wanting to be sure that Sylus takes his fill. He can't be sure if it was the same last night but he'll try it now.]
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Date: 2026-02-06 06:46 pm (UTC)Sylus' orgasm is accompanied by a soft snarl muffled into Zayne's shoulder as his teeth bite down against warm skin. Fingernails dig against the other man's thighs, a firm grip of both hands pulling him in and ensuring every drop spills deeply inside. He shudders slightly, breathes in and exhales, and hums his satisfaction against the red marks his teeth just left.
Then he loosens his hold, letting Zayne either fall back or keep himself held up as he likes.]
Well then, Doctor... [His voice is that low purr again.] I hope you had no other plans today.
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Date: 2026-02-06 09:23 pm (UTC)Zayne doesn't fall over, rather stays in position and gives his hips a little roll. He can feel the dripping from his entrance but doesn't bother to lift himself off, rather wanting to be here just a little bit longer. But then that tone slips from the crime boss and Zayne can't help but go red. That little rational voice is for the most part quiet as his mind has to parse everything and how he should answer.
To be fair, his department has told those who were involved in protecting the barrier and helping drive off those darkness creatures to take the next few days off to recoup and relax. Also because the parties were happening and of course work wasn't going to get done while the city celebrates.]
I don't.
[Zayne lazily lets his fingertips graze along the back of Sylus's neck. He doesn't think he has any other plans...he would remember them if they were important. Besides, he doesn't feel completely spent yet.]
If you're implying to more, my stamina is more than adequate in keeping up.
[He honestly would have asked but Sylus beat him to the punch so to speak.]
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Date: 2026-02-10 01:31 am (UTC)What a treat this has been.
They're both hot and sweaty and sticky, and the bed is a mess, and his thoughts turn to the adjoining bathroom and the shower that Zayne still has not taken since waking up.]
I could suggest a change of location.
[His fingertips rub idly into the slick mess spattered over Zayne's stomach, smearing it a little before he lifts his hand up and pointedly licks the mildly salty fluid from his fingers.]
Provided you can walk. Unless you'd rather I carry you again.
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Date: 2026-02-10 04:12 am (UTC)This man is going to ruin him completely by the time this ends and yet it will be done with a smile on his face.]
Oh? Thinking about the counter this time?
[He's joking but Zayne can't help but mention it. But then of course, the mention of being carried makes him blink a couple of times as his mind decides to snap that memory to the surface. Between that and trying to kiss Sylus's neck at the time, Zayne has to wonder how odd he truly is while completely drunk. Just another reason to not touch the stuff again or at least find a means to not get wasted like that.]
The feeling in my legs is still here. I doubt you'll find a reason to do that again.
[Maybe.]
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Date: 2026-02-14 10:34 pm (UTC)[Since Zayne is not the only one hot, sweaty, and painted in slowly drying fluids. He idly massages his hand against the other man's thigh.
An unusual (but welcome) way to begin his day... and to continue it.
He's still somehow half-hard, pressed against Zayne's leg as they laze against the bed together, and his recollection of carrying the man across the apartment the night before is still quite clear. It isn't something he would mind repeating.]
The counter can remain an option for later.
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Date: 2026-02-15 09:32 pm (UTC)I wouldn't say no to that.
[They really should but it's tempting to just stay in bed for the time being. Especially since he can feel Sylus pressing against him, making his arousal stir just a bit. This man is a menace he swears and he wouldn't want it any other way as he lets his fingers stroke Sylus's chest. Slowly he lets his hand move up as Zayne leans in to give his own relaxed kiss.]
Well then...shall we?
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Date: 2026-02-16 03:59 am (UTC)Let's.
[And with just a hint of playfully performative reluctance he pulls himself away from the doctor's grasp and slides off the bed, stretching as he stands up. The muscles of his back and shoulders flex as he moves then he glances back over his shoulder, tilting his head.]
Come on, then.
[Sylus will walk naked to the bathroom without a care. Of course he would, why should he mind if he's naked in his own home? How Zayne decides to follow is up to him but once they are in the bathroom he won't waste much time at all in pressing the other man up against the cool tiles of the shower wall.
His fingertips trip against the back of Zayne's thigh then curl around it, pulling the man's leg up against his.]
I hope you weren't overstating that stamina of yours, doctor. I'd hate to be left unsatisfied.
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Date: 2026-02-16 09:59 pm (UTC)Only to be up against the wall the moment he steps inside but given the shudder he lets out, it's a reprieve to his heated skin for the time being. Zayne has the feeling that it's going to warm up quickly as he lets Sylus maneuver him.]
Mmm, that would be disappointing.
[He tilts his head to the side as his hand gingerly strokes the hollow of his neck and moves downward, his eyes cast down but a small smirk graces Zayne's lips.]
The best way is to see in action, wouldn't you agree?
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Date: 2026-02-21 05:11 pm (UTC)[So much for thinking he would be up and out of the door the moment he woke up.
The hot water warms their skin quickly, though the tiles and the glass of the shower door stay cool as the steam condenses against them and collects into rolling droplets. Sylus slides his hand over Zayne's damp skin, smoothing his palm against the back of his thigh and wiping away the remains of their previous activities as he does.]
Who would have thought you'd be so adventurous?
[... Certainly not Zayne, he expects.]
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Date: 2026-02-23 04:37 am (UTC)[It's just above a whisper but it's the truth. Zayne knows he doesn't give off the feelings of being 'adventurous' at first glance; it's when he is able to let himself go even just for a little bit that he doesn't have to worry as much. He can't help but give a cheeky little smirk at the thought.
Zayne knows they *should* focus on cleaning themselves but he can't as much because of the man in front of him. Maybe it's due to the water dripping off of him and the steam just accents every muscle and how they move as Sylus works on him.
Finding the soap, he lathers his hands with enough of it and lets his fingers move to his shoulders. Now he knows using a cloth would work better but Zayne just has a hunch that it might just be in the way. Clearly it's not because he wants to touch Sylus as well. (Yes it is.)]
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Date: 2026-02-28 11:04 pm (UTC)Though he's sure Zayne would like to use that as an excuse.
The movement of the other man's touch across his shoulders is enough to get him fired up again. It hadn't been his intention to only shower in here. He pulls Zayne close to him and slides one hand down his back, brushing against the cleft of his ass before curling two wet fingers deeply into him. Between his already being stretched, the water, and the lingering slick still inside him, the entry is smooth and easy.
He knows Zayne will be sensitive. Knows this might even verge on Too Much. The movement of his fingers is slow but relentless as they fuck into him.]