#ok this is going under a read more bc i'm shy LKDGLJFPLGPLFGLK

[thirdpowersa]

@celestialshearts wrote: ❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜ (from an assortment of dialogue prompts ; accepting.) -> sasha to jordan.

to say that jordan has been looking at his lover with only the purest intentions would be an outright lie. sasha had emerged from the bathroom, skin damp and littered with ink and fading marks from his own mouth and nails, only a pair of sweatpants on, and jordan's only human. his gaze has been trailing over sasha's body with absolutely no amount of subtlety — at this point he doesn't need to dance around the subject, not with the way his hands and lips always wander somewhere indecent.

even though only hours ago he had sasha on top of him, panting into his neck ... and then he was on top, pulling on that soft dark hair he loves so much, whispering filth in his ear until he was shaking. it should have been more than enough to keep them both satisfied, and yet ...

what can he say ?? he's addicted to all the pretty noises sasha can make under his attention, never mind the even prettier way his skin flushes when jordan gets his hands on him.

his tongue presses against the inside of his cheek as sasha speaks, and he tilts his head, a lazy half smile growing as he, yet again, looks him over. sasha has such a lovely slender neck, marred with hickeys and the indent of his teeth, never mind his broad shoulders and those ridiculously toned arms that cause jordan so much distress. he hums, eyes dipping all the way down to his exposed hip bones and the prize temporarily hidden from him.

"is that so, baby ??" he murmurs, voice slipping into a soft, almost mocking tone. "earlier wasn't enough for you, hm ?? need me to fuck you again to get the point across ??" he sounds amused even as his fingertips walk the length of their chest, eyebrows raising as he meets their gaze. "no reason for a whore like you to announce that if you're not looking to get something out of it."

black nails drag down sasha's stomach, and, despite the gentle ridicule layered over his words, he drops to his knees, teeth digging into his bottom lip and eyes never leaving his boyfriend's.

"guess i better take care of my needy baby, huh ?? won't stop til i fuck you dumb anyway."

nothing is ever enough for either of them, but jordan doesn't mind.