abyssdressing | (no subject)

Is it? I only said what I feel to be true. [ If Luke is going to be so compliant, Asch will gradually work him down so that their positions are reversed to how they were previously. With easier access to Luke's ass, he suddenly stops and directs his attention to his lips, thumb ghosting over the lower one. ] Hmm...

[ //// ] [ Luke is very good at being compliant, although the pawing at his lip finally draws his attention back to him, and Asch is met with a sort of quizzical look ]

Don't mistake me for some lovesick fool. [ He pushes and pulls at the lip as if testing or considering something- then lifts his eyes to watch Luke's expression while he tries to slip his thumb into Luke's mouth. ]

[ looks rather scolded at that comment, but frowns. ] [ the expression he gets is pretty silly, as Luke knits his eyebrows together and goes slightly cross-eyed trying to look at the appendage invading his personal space ]

You can't be certain of that. [ Oh Luke, you silly thing. Asch finds the look to be both fitting and amusing, a soft laugh accompanying his continued attempts at gaining entry. ]

[ that laugh got an odd sort of expression out of Luke, and he idly gnaws on Asch's fingertip ]

... [ Goes silent in an instant, eyes narrowing. ] Shut up and open your mouth. [ Tilts Luke's head down so his finger will slip in easier, now trying to force his way in. ]

[ Asch's sudden change in demeanor worries him slightly, but he obliges to the demand largely in hopes that it'll keep Asch from getting angry again like before. ]

[ That subject is not something he's keen on discussing when he's in the midsts of a make-out session with a different replica. His touch is drastically different from his expression, soft and slow as he circles Luke's mouth with the thumb, withdrawing after having sufficiently lubricated it. Back to his ass he goes. ]

... [ once Asch starts heading south again, Luke's intelligence catches up with him and he squirms prematurely ]

[ Looks up at Luke from between his legs looking annoyed at the interruption and thumb resting against his skin. ] What is it now?

[ /////. hunches his shoulders and looks away, splendidly red in the face ]

[ Almost rolls his eyes at Luke's bashfulness, pressing onward- literally- and glaring instead. ] If you have something to say, say it.

[ digs his heels into the mattress and makes an odd sort of squeaking sound, instead ]

[ That works too. Wiggles his thumb, pressing along the rim as he eases the digit in. ]

[ squirms a little-- this is hilariously awkward, augh. ]

[ But it's so... cute to see Luke like this. Twists his hand, searching for that special spot. ] Hm.

[ squirms more, and-- oh, you found that spot, judging by the way he flails slightly ]

[ Oh ho~ There we are- but Asch is a bastard and just continues on past it, acting like he's still playing in search of. ]

[ that's fine, Luke's a masochist. he squirms a little again, letting his head drop backwards ]

What a shame. I just can't seem to find that spot you were talking about. [ His tone is almost musical, thumb continuing until it's all the way in. ]

Oh, I know what I'm doing. [ Pulls his hand back- only to add a second finger. ]

[ yelps, giving him a look ]

I'll let you use your imagination. It's more fun that way. [ Hooks his index finger, drawing it along that spot. ]