Seasons: IC Contact/Overflow

[happydreamed]

"Hello, you've reached Kantera. If this is a medical emergency, please hang up and call a hospital. Otherwise, please leave your message after the tone."

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[happydreamed]

[Kantera smiles and leans into the touch. He stands so he can rest a hand on Red Son's hip.]

I know you'll take very good care of me. You wouldn't be you, otherwise.

[forgingfires]

[He blushes more at the affirmations.] Yes, well, no reason to be a selfish lover, even for casual fun.

[His thumb traced over his cheek, leaning down to kiss him at the corner of his mouth.] Anything else we should go over?

[happydreamed]

[Red Son may not be his paramour, but he is still his friend, and he wouldn't treat Kantera poorly. He has confidence in that.]

That should cover the most important things, I imagine. Shall we?

[forgingfires]

[He hums, reaching down for Kantera's hand, and going to tug him to his feet. His mouth wandering down to lightly kiss over his neck as he leads him back to his bedroom.]

[happydreamed]

[Kantera squeezes his hand in return, happily following where he's lead. He tilts his neck to give Red Son a little more space there, if he should choose to.]

[forgingfires]

[He gives an approving hum, taking advantage of the space to kiss more of his neck, light nibbles meant to tease versus mark.]

[He pushes open the door to his room, a large number of candles around the room and the bed seems to be a cloud.]

[happydreamed]

[Trust Red Son to set up ambiance with candles beforehand. Kantera can't help but smile.

He goes straight to the cloud to recline on it.]

'Tis surprisingly comfortable.

[He hadn't given much thought to what clouds feel like before.]

[forgingfires]

[The candles are actually for safety. Its always hard to completely contain his fire for any intense emotions, and its a lot harder to control the direction when in a bed or his partner having their fingers in his hair.]

[Luckily, it also helps the ambience.]

It is. I wasn't sure if they would match the hype, but the quest ended up being very worth it.

[Red Son closes the door behind him, and moves over to Kantera. Climbing on top of him, a hand going to his chest. Slowly pushing him down so he has time to adjust his wings as necessary, but very firm, letting him feel the strength behind his hand.]

[happydreamed]

[There is certainly something to be said for knowing that Red Son could easily pin him down if he wanted to. A flush rises over Kantera's cheeks, and he reaches up to pull him down by the shoulders into a long kiss.]

[forgingfires]

[Red Son chuckles as he's tugged down, moving with the tug, leaning down to kiss him. Nipping teasingly at his lips, a long bull tail appearing and wrapping around one of his legs.]

[happydreamed]

[Kantera responds to the teasing with enthusiasm, parting his lips for him. He reaches to stroke along the length of that tail, eager to learn exactly what makes Red Son feel the best.]

[forgingfires]

[There is a jerk as Kantera touches his tail, far too unused to such a touch.]

[It earns him a growl, pressing his chest to Kantera's, hands going to his side, tugging at his clothes to get under them.]

[happydreamed]

[Kantera is in his usual yukata, not exactly the easiest to get your hands underneath, but he'll obligingly shrug it off his shoulders to help, leaving his chest bare.

He absolutely is going to keep playing with his tail, though.]

[forgingfires]

[It certainly proves a challenge, but he appreciates when Kantera helps open it up. Making an approving sound as he eagerly explores his mouth. Wanting a taste of him now, especially as his teasing pulls shivers from him. His hands moving to his chest, running over him slowly, lightly dragging nails down his front.]

[happydreamed]

[The feel of nails down his chest has Kantera shuddering and moaning into the kiss. Red Son is wearing too much in comparison - he sets to getting his hands underneath his shirt to appreciate lines of muscle there, muscle he himself lacks as someone with far less physical training.]

[forgingfires]

[There is a soft groan as he feels Kantera's hands on him, pressing into his hands.]

[Candles flicker to light in the room around him, even as he heats up under his touch, fever hot, but safe to touch.]

[He breaks the kiss, nibbling along his jaw, hands moving up to his chest, dragging his palms over his nipples.]

[happydreamed]

Ahh, Red Son...

[His name comes out as a breathy sigh as Red Son touches him.]

May I undress you?