Re: Jewels [M]

[Asar]

"I Guess..."

Asar pouted a little. He would like to see the slave dance, but he would also like to see him bound up, restrained for his enjoyment. Maybe having detachable ones would be better, but it seemed to destroy the point a little.

"Ah, you need one of those skirts made out of chains and coins as well. And lots of other jewelry that bounces when you're not wearing the cuffs."

He grinned as the list became longer. All these possibilities that he would probably wear each outfit only a few times

[Chanda Sen]

Chanda nodded in response.

He hadn't been swayed so easily then. But it seemed he was considering the idea. That was better than nothing, he supposed. He would just have to accept that as a possible victory.

For now he would just need to plant the ideas of new clothing and jewellery in the boy's head.

"Necklaces, bracelets, anklets. Each move I made while dancing for you would be heard. Each move would be followed by glittering golds."

He smirked as he pressed his lips to the boy's throat again.

"And each move would be made only for you."

[Asar]

His breath hitched and hand he pressed his chest harder against Chanda. It always pleased him hearing his slave say words like that. Acknowledging that he was just for him made him purr.

"As it should be."

He kissed the slave's cheekbone, his own flushed with excitement. He felt his previous tiredness wash away, replacing with new found energy that would of made him bounce on the bed.

"We can bathe together too - like on the fist night you wear here."

[Chanda Sen]

Bathe together.

That was neither something that disgusted him or enticed him.

Just another act that Asar wanted that he didn't care an ounce for. It would happen if Asar wanted it, though he wouldn't be overly thrilled about it. It was an act that Chanda didn't care for at all.

"If that's what you want, I would gladly bathe with you. Satisfy you like a good Slave then bathe every inch of you."

His hands stroked over Asar's sides gently before running over his backside and thighs gently.

[Asar]

"That would be nice."

He placed his head on between the crook of chanda's neck, warming the cool metal against his cheek. He kissed the skin before licking his salty lips. He could still taste his slave on his tongue, it made him want to drink a glass of wine or savor the taste.

He let out a content and breathy moan as a hand ran down his body. It made him shiver crawl up his back, but not an unpleasant one.

"And then drink and smoke after." A luxury rarely given to slaves - if ever. He knew his father did it, if he wanted one of his more shyer ones to be more playful.

[Chanda Sen]

For Asar perhaps.

Asar would enjoy being bathed. Chanda wouldn't enjoy bathing him quite so much.

He continued to kiss along the boy's throat almost idly now as his fingers stroked over the small of the boy's back, tracing patterns on his dark skin.

"I would enjoy that." He drank regularly though he rarely got the chance to smoke. It would be something he'd enjoy finally doing again.

[Asar]

"Good."

He squirmed again on top of the man, all the little sensation making his thighs spread a little and heat building up again in the pit of his stomach. It was easier to roll his lower body like this against his slave's, feel the toned stomach beneath him.

He had little interest with domination his slave right now, watch him writhe beneath him. He just wanted to enjoy the soft and lazy touches, and the promises of tomorrow that he will fully enjoy.

He let out a hot breath a toyed a little with a bruised nipple.

Okay, maybe he did want to see the slave writhe a little.

[Chanda Sen]

His eyes slid shut as he, too, merely enjoyed the sensations.

Feeling the heat and slight weight of the boy against his chest, his thighs parted slightly around his own, the fingers tracing over his skin.

He liked this.

There was no need to go out of his way to please the boy. They were just laid together, enjoying the company of each other.

The man couldn't help but to purr softly when he felt the fingers toy with his tender nipple.

[Asar]

He let out another hot breath, tilting his head to place a few more kisses on his slave's skin. The reaction to his touches went straight to his arousal, his hips jerking faster against Chanda body - but still at a lazy pace in comparison to earlier. Still slow and rhythmic.

His whole body was warm again, and his breath became unsteady, the whole ordeal making him light headed. Each small touch created a reaction that left his body tingling and toes curling. He could see why some people favoured a slower pace.

He squeezed the nipple a harder, more cruelly, before relaxing his fingers again. Silver eyes cracking open to linger on his slave's face

[Chanda Sen]

His chest pressed upwards slightly when his nipple was toyed with brutally once more.

He was enjoying this.

Despite pleasuring his Master not long ago, and being pleasured himself, he felt arousal swipe through him. He felt hot again; knew his flesh was hardening a little against the boy's stomach.

Chanda groaned softly, head tilting back to offer his collared throat to the boy.

[Asar]

He kissed the exposed skin. It was soft and slightly bruised. Imagining what it was like under the collar made the corners of his lips curl. He parted his lips to let his pink tongue lap at the soft skin, tasting metal when he dipped under the collar.

He did feel his slave's erection under him, and against his own. It pleased him knowing that his slave was enjoying it as much as him.

Reaching between their bodies, his hands curled around them both. His arousal was still wet from the oil, making each thrust slick against his slave's.

The other hand continued to toy with the nipple, rolling it under his fingers.

[Chanda Sen]

Chanda purred and moaned softly.

This he liked. This was something different. He wasn't actively trying to please his master.

Chanda was just lying on the bed, revelling in the pleasure that Asar was giving to him. Asar was stroking at his arousal, toying with his nipples, kissing the tender flesh of his throat.

He didn't have to do anything in this situation. He was content to lie here and have the boy do what he wanted to him at this languid pace.

He liked this.

[Asar]

Asar let out a throaty moan as he squeezed both of their erections. He was hot and flushed. Already panting on top of the male.

He liked feeling Chanda's erection against his own, knowing they were both being pleasure like this. Feeling the heat and texture of each others arousal's that made then both squirm.

He purred, lowering his head to kiss the collar bone. Then arching his back to roll the other nipple beneath his tongue.

[Chanda Sen]

The man continued to lay under the boy, content to feel whatever the boy had to offer.

He didn't feel a need to give the boy pleasure so he wouldn't do so.

Chanda's hips rocked slowly with the thrusting of the boy's hand, back arching up slightly against the tongue on his nipple.

He purred lowly.

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