#he's gonna be tattooing and railing luan at the same time and pretend to mess up. i know he is.

[deathmcth-archived]

@nvrcmplt asked: Luan gripping Ayalon's jaw to lift it up so he can bite upon the moth tattoo'd adams apple with a low hum. Gently straddling their larger lap, whispering soft praise over dark tones as his tongue licks them into jugular and down to collar bone. "What if I asked for you to mark me with a tattoo of your choice?" Hands stroke down their front - nails digging in a bit to abs before they fell to hips between his thighs to squeeze. Nose nudges along jaw with a smile, hues a glisten with dare and excitement.

"I had a dream of taking your dick deep - as you inked me."

" Is that so? " He hums with a tilt of his lips. Ayalon finds purchase at Luan's waist, drumming his fingers casually across his flesh while the man used him as a confessional. Human's were always so funny— putting on airs of independence, but grasping at the chance to become subservient when the moment arises. It makes Ayalon chuckle, and the pads of his fingers began to sneak upwards and under Luan's shirt. He trails along the length of his spine, the gentle curve of his sides, to his shoulder blades. " You have a very vivid imagination, " the God compliments. " That's not a very safe business practice, though. Fucking you while doodling on your skin with a needle? What if I mess up? " He feigns nervousness, raising his brows and worrying on his bottom lip.

It was entirely plausible, Ayalon's hands were steady enough to work even if struck by a sudden earthquake. But he refrains from saying so.

" If that's really something you want... " He lulls his head to the side, his frown losing to another endeared smirk. One palm stays placed at Luan's shoulder blade, while the other continues its travels up to the back of the mutant's neck. His fingers wrap around it in a hold, and his eyes meet the fiery gaze of Luan's own. " Is that what you want? " An amused huff, and viridian hues glint with something bordering on primal. " Sounds like a fair trade. I use your ass as a cockwarming station while marking you up however I want. Let's just hope you do well being pinned on your stomach for an hour or two. "