#ghilen ethera

[exalted-dawn-drabbles]

ED okay how about "do that again. that was cute." for Taelan/Ghilen?

SASSY ROGUE AND FLUSTERED FARM BOY SPICE BE UPON YE! HI-YAH!

@dadrunkwriting

Rated M: Pre-Smut making out. Definitely some explicit undertones (they're barely undertones) but technically all they're doing is making out. 355 words

Again, For Me | By Exalted_Dawn

Breath fanned like a summer-set heat wave against his neck, pushing up and through the strands of hair that rested at his nape. It stirred his curls, tickling his skin and amassing goosebumps. A laugh, steeped heavy in desire. The sound of it alone was enough to ruin him– something they both knew. He had to know, or else he would not do it so much.

There was another low chuckle, and lips were pressed a bit higher up the column of his throat in chase of his flush. Tae sucked softly at the spot, teasing at it with his teeth. His-

Ghilen squirmed in Tae’s lap, biting down on his own voice. If he could grip Tae’s arm any tighter, he would, if only to stall his hands from further rucking up his shirt and palming at his skin. Every touch was a hammer blow to his composure. They couldn’t keep this up.

“None of that, now,” Tae chided lightly, still spoiling his neck with attention. “The sound you made before– do that again. It was cute.” Creators, it wasn’t fair. Taelan was so composed, and yet he-

Taelan bit down and sucked again, harder this time. Divorced from choice, a sharp gasp– the whisper of a whine– tore from his lips. Forget staying quiet. It was becoming hard to breathe. 

“S-Someone will hear us,” he complained, though he wasn’t really sure if it came across like that. Not with the way Tae’s grip tightened around him. Not with the pressure of something stiff pressing against his back. 

“Good for them.” Taelan mouthed upwards, taking an earlobe between his teeth with all the careful precision of an artist. Ironic, considering. Ghilen could feel as Tae’s tongue flicked against his metal stud, tracing it. Gods-! “... I want to hear you. The way you moan is addicting.” 

Fuck. Fuck.

“Taeeee…” He groaned, his hips bucking upwards. Sathan.“Very good.” Tae’s voice dropped an octave, his own hips canting to rut against his back. “One more for me, ma’av’in,” he urged. His hands dipped lower. Ghilen bucked once more. Tae’s smirk was tangible. “Beg for me again.”