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WHO: BORJAS AND CHINGSHIHS????
WHERE: CHINGSHIH TERRITORYYYYYY
OPEN/CLOSED: CLOSED WOW
WHEN: Day 3, morning

[Hey chingshihs guess what

astra wants to talk to you

also maybe other borjas EOS??? since trades are wanted]

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[Vespera licks his lips briefly, his mouth suddenly dry.]

I wonder if I didn't.

[buuut. one... one ching shih at a time. for now.]

As you wish.

Not today you didn't.

[That sounds like a promise. He waits for Balthier to precede him]

[yeah okay going ahead. eager]

[shuts the door and walks right over to him, hand on his shoulder, pushing him down on his knees as he palms himself through his pants]

Borja has to show me a little trust, too. Is this gonna be a meal for you?

[Like lightning, his heart slams in his chest. Vespera reaches up to drag his fingers down Smoke's thighs, and his voice comes out deep, uneven.]

I've eaten already. No, I'm after something else.

I'll take your word on that, Vespera.

[his fingers card into his hair, getting grip without trying to guide him: another show of restraint, though he sways lightly into the pressure of his hands]

[his hands immediately move pull Smoke's dick out of his clothes, clumsy in their eagerness and inexperience but at least it's not that complex.]

I want to know the heart I take to battle. What stirs it.

[Vespera's fingers curl around the base of him, stroking as he watches Smoke's face - even alone, when he's already said he's no Champion, on his knees for another Prime, his gaze is glinting and unwavering.]

What passion finds us here in this inglorious battle? Will I find it on my knees in front of you?

[his face stays oddly unreadable, just the slight lilt of an eyebrow and the sharp intensity of his eyes. Is he just amused? Interested? It's hard to say just by looking, though neither is incorrect.

What stirs his heart, huh? Nothing he'd do to Vespera right now, in this room, with his Champion just outside. The look in Vespera's eyes says he knows, and that's really just how it works, but he's here anyway, defenseless. That's pretty stirring: trust, the only thing forbidden in this hellhole]

You might. It depend son what you give me in turn.

Why not take, instead.

[he takes the head into his mouth, sucking long, loud and wet, not taking his eyes off him.]

That sounds like survival more than passion.

[really. Cause the way he grabs at Smoke's hips to brace himself, devours his cock to the throat all heat and tongue, and swallows around him, is pretty passionate

he also uses that exact moment, and the shift in his grip, to mask picking his pocket. with a loud moan]

[he hisses softly, hand flexing in his hair—he made his point, and more literally than Smoke had been anticipating.Those first few moments have him reeling.]

[he drraagggs off, feeling the pressure from Smoke's grip, enough so he can look up and see him. That's all he wants, though. He goes right back down on him once he gets a good look at that face.]

[his eyes are heavy, but focused on him. Focused on his mouth. he pushes his hi[s until he's flush against him, since he knows he can take it, his fingers scritching blunt nails against his scalp]

[he moans, his throat making obscene noises, and he scrambles at his pants, getting them open so he can touch himself.]

[he catches his shoulder, stalling him]

Save that.

[moan!! don't tell me what to dooo!!

But he obeys, he's pushing as is, and fists his hands on his thighs, shuddering]

[he laughs, a low chuckle, and since he has a good grip on him, he keeps fucking his mouth in an easy, controlled rhythm]

[good thing I already have practice with this

A heat curls deep in his gut and inside his head, as this opponent Prime fucks him like this. He lifts his hands back to Smoke's thighs, and he moves his mouth deliberately on his cock, pressing back against the pressure on his head. Pushing to work him faster in his throat.]

[He groans, soft... There's a rough edge to it as Yuri shifts his weight from one foot to the other, the restless tension passing through his thighs. As he feels himself get closer, his grip tightens in Vespera's hair and he holds him still as he comes down his throat]

[Vespera moans and swallows thick, again and again, around him. His whole body shudders, his cock flush and aching. He practically feels dizzy from adrenaline.]

[He lets him finish and swallow it all while he gets his breath back, but then he's pulling him off his cock and pulling him to sit up higher so he can lean down and kiss him]

[moans, his curse muffled, and he buries his hands in his hair, kissing back with all the passion he just ate his cock with]

[he nudges Vespera's legs apart so he can drag him forward, letting his cock press up against his leg as his tongue tries to dominate some of that passion]

[Vespera practically growls, and arches with a dragging, needy grind, not willing to be taken over while he kisses fiercely, a grin adding a bit of teeth to it]