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@JINDRICHZESKALICE
20ish / m / bisexual / 6♤

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Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

My Ideal Partner

Height 6'0" Body Type muscular Smokes no Drinks yes Drugs ?? Sign ?? Education decent Occupation blacksmith, page Income ?? Children no Pets Pebbles (horse), Mutt (dog) Hobbies alchemy, blacksmithing, playing dice, drinking

art credit: one. two. three. four. five.

01. WINE OR BEER

either

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

what is this

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

bath

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

what is a ninja

.05 TITS OR ASS

both

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

what is this

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

spicy

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

summer

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

leather

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

either

Personality Type
ENFJ-A - The Protagonist

ENERGY79%
extroverted
MIND54%
intuitive
NATURE58%
feeling
TACTICS76%
judging
IDENTITY54%
assertive

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[ It should not be attractive that Dodger doesn't seem to have a lot of trouble taking Henry in pretty deep. Once again he's faced with trying not to admit certain things about himself. Thankfully right now he doesn't have a lot of capacity to think too deeply anyway. ]

Ahh, fuck — [ He moans, almost losing all hope of control as Dodger's throat squeezes around his cock. It overrides the need to make sure he's okay when he's gasping like that, which is probably good for what Dodger wants out of him...

And if Dodger gets to keep pleasuring himself, well. A breath or two should be sufficient to continue with right? Henry curls his fingers into that hair again, tugging. ]

Not yet. I'm almost there.

[It's exactly what Dodger wants out of him. His eyes light up when Henry tugs on his hair, and he easily follows that guidance to swallow Henry down again.

This time he has a little more trouble, but damned if he's going to let that slow him down. He moves straight back into things, dutifully holding his mouth open for Henry to thrust into until he starts to run out of breath again. And this time when he starts to choke, he's determined to just stay where he is and take it.

His stroking speeds up again, too - for a second, before the feeling of choking on Henry's cock sends him over the edge and he spills hot across his own fingers.]

[ Henry doesn't think about whether Dodger's having more trouble, or much of anything else as he bucks his hips. The groans that come out of him are almost frustrated as he toes the line of release. Eventually it's the sound and whatever he can feel of Dodger finding his own edge to tip over that gets Henry to moan one more time. He grinds his hips up slower, deeper once more just to have as much of his cock consumed as possible while he comes.

And once he's done, and can try and catch his breath a little, he stays there up against Dodger like that for a few, long moments until any part of him relaxes and gives them the chance to break apart again. ]

Jesus... Jesus help me...

[ It felt a lot better than it probably should have. ]

[Dodger pulls away sharply, coughing aggressively and struggling for breath. He'd stayed down a little too long for Henry's benefit, until he got stars in his vision, and he has to take a moment to blink them away.]

Holy shit...

[Another cough, before he sinks into the mattress with a hearty laugh. Just... ignore the painful noise his breathing is making, that's probably fine.]

Save the prayer for after I'm gone - that was good! Bask in the moment!

[ Henry sort of sits off to the side, rubbing at his face. He will not save the praying for later thank you very much.

At least, he wasn't going to, but then he heard that weird breathing noise that Dodger is making. ]

Good? Are you sure about that?

[ He knows it's what Dodger asked for, but it still feels weird. ] Do you need some water?

I'm fine-

[He's interrupted by a coughing fit, and sits up with a wince.]

Water. Yeah. I think you bruised my throat.

[He sounds very pleased about it, though. Genuinely, a bruised throat is a bonus, like a souvenir from having a good time.

Before he lets Henry get up, he grabs his shoulder to drag him into a kiss.]

I'm serious, though, it was great. And it was good for you too, right?

[ Henry starts tucking himself back in immediately so he can jump up and grab that water, though Dodger grabbing onto him puts a pause on that. ]

Hm, [ He hums into the kiss, pressing back a moment's thought later. Like he needs to reassure Dodger he's not actually mad at him or wishing him harm? He doesn't know. But when he pulls away, he really does shuffle off to get that water.

Only once he's handed the glass over is he sitting back down next to Dodger. ]

... It was good for me. I'm just not used to ... acting like that.

[ What bothers him is that he knows he can be worse... ]

[Dodger belatedly works on packing himself back into his pants, and smoothing his clothes out a bit. Once he's got his water he thanks Henry with another kiss, and drinks the whole thing before setting the empty glass on the nightstand.]

You'll get used to it... and then going gentle will never feel good enough.

[He lays back in the bed, and tugs Henry closer. On top of him or just laying beside him, he's being gentle enough to give him the choice.]

This'll clear up in a day or two. The important thing is that you can go as rough as you want with me. I want you to call me over anytime you're pissed off, so you can take it out on me.

[All said with a tone of voice like he's whispering sweet nothings.]

[ Henry does consider getting Dodger another glass... but he can do that a little later.

For now, he huffs softly, coming down to rest beside Dodger. ]

What's wrong with being gentle once in a while?

[ He brings a hand up to his face, groaning softly at the idea of getting pissed off again. It feels unlikely in this place, and yet after today he knows it could happen at any time ... ]

You're the only one that's really pissed me off so far, so I guess I could do that...

Once in a while isn't bad... but y'know. It's tough for me not to hurt people, I like having some room to stretch. And I like how bruises feel, and I like knowing the other person isn't holding anything back.

[Dodger himself can't afford to let loose in the same way... not unless his partner is invulnerable, at least. But he gets plenty of actually no-holds-barred sex with Chobe, it makes it easier to adjust himself to whatever his other partners can handle.]

I'll take that as a compliment. I piss you off and you're still willing to fuck me.

[He's positively preening over it.]

[ Henry smiles at that, gives an amused sound. ]

Yeah, I've gathered all that.

[ Dodger is just such a strange, yet oddly entrancing man. Henry almost wishes he did have some superhuman strength, just so he could see what it's like when Dodger isn't holding back. It'd probably scare him though, if he's already wary about his own behavior. Ah well.

The preening does get a shove though. And a laugh. ]

Ah, fuck off. I've got to put food on the table somehow, so I guess you're alright.

[Dodger moves easily with the shove, just to give Henry some haptic feedback, laughing just as much. But he moves right back in, to seek out a kiss.]

You love me.

[He pauses, and something else catches his attention.]

...There's no way I'm your only option, right? I figured you'd be drowning in pussy by now.

[ Henry chuckles again, allowing the kiss. ]

I said you're alright.

[ He lifts his brow then. ]

I wish. No, I know a couple of nice lasses here. Some men too, if I'm being honest. You're not the only one...

[ Just... the most frequent. By far. Hans and Jesus both, please forgive him. ]

[Something sharpens in Dodger's gaze. He can't help it - it's information and he's filing it away in case it becomes useful, but he also... feels something about the fact that he's Henry's most frequent partner. He isn't sure what that feeling is, but it's something.]

See, I knew you were better with chicks than me. They barely talk to me.

[He also barely seeks them out, but... that's not important.]

I guess I should be proud, though. I'm as close to having you all to myself as this place'll let me.

[ Henry also feels something about the fact that Dodger is his most frequent partner, and he also doesn't know what the feeling is.

He does laugh though. ]

Maybe that's because you call them chicks and bitches?

[ Henry knows how to talk to a lady!! And also appreciate her on a sexual level, you know. ]

You'll be in trouble if I start playing their game seriously, I'm afraid.

[He rolls his eyes.]

Most chicks- women, don't care what I call them. They take one look at me and figure I'm a creep.

[Maybe because they have eyeballs and functioning brains and Dodger gives off intense creep energy... who's to say. He's going to blame it on his scars anyway.

That last bit gets a playful huff, and Dodger shifts to straddle Henry's lap and pin him down with a kiss.]

Then I'll just have to come around more often, and keep leaving marks on you.

[He's thinking about branding Henry again... but he's wise enough not to mention it out loud, at least.]

A creep. Right, that sounds correct.

[ He gives a lopsided grin even as Dodger straddles over him.

Then it's his turn to roll his eyes. ]

I didn't say I was actually going to. So that's totally unnecessary.

[That earns a huff of laughter.]

Maybe I just want to. But I'll hold off, as long as you're not taking the game too seriously.

[It's not that Dodger's jealous. Not exactly. But there's something in knowing Henry doesn't have to pursue anyone seriously, because Dodger is always around to alleviate any suit-based nonsense. It makes him feel important, in a way that he often doesn't with his other relationships both here and at home. He's providing an essential service by being cock-thirsty, the true ideal.

He is, however, leaning down to press kisses along Henry's neck. Which are made slightly less sexy by needing to stop and have another coughing fit.]

I'm sure you do.

[ He's definitely given Dodger too much power for being horny all the time, it's true.

And as nice as the kisses feel, that cough does concern him. ]

Alright, don't go getting all riled up again. Do I need to force you to drink some more water?

[ Always. He's sure the answer is always. ]

[He laughs, even if it comes out a little pained.]

I'm never gonna say no to getting forced.

[And with that he relunctantly moves back off of Henry's lap, although he presses one more kiss to his cheek just for fun.]

My glass is empty, you'll have to go fetch me some more... I'm too weak and pained to do it myself.

Of course not.

[ Henry rolls his eyes and then rolls himself out of the bed again, snatching the water glass on the way.

He refills it and hands it over to Dodger, making sure he takes it before he joins him back on the bed, giving him a slanted smile. ]

Yeah, yeah. You're also full of shit.

[Dodger takes his glass, and makes a bit of a show of drinking it while Henry is getting back in bed. And he has to stop for another coughing fit, but he is going to drink all of it again.]

I'm full of cum and I'm aiming to get more of it in me.

[More water. Okay, now it's gone again, and he sets it aside so he can seek out another kiss.]

[ If Henry was drinking water, he might cough at that. ]

Oh you are? Funny way of getting it then.

[ After a quick recovery from the lewdness of that, he laughs- even if it's up against Dodger's lips. ]

I'm going to make you down a third one before we're through here. The water, that is.

[ Not a ... cum load, jesus christ ]

[Dodger's eyes light up, and dim a little when Henry clarifies he's going to be drinking water. Ugh, fine.]

Yes, father.

[The words are dripping with sarcasm, and followed by another kiss.]

How about this - I'll drink a third glass of water if you let me suck you off again after.

[He probably knows how long Henry's refractory period is at this point? Although his own is incredibly short so he tends to be impatient with everyone else's.]

Yeah, yeah.

[ He hears that sarcasm, and waves his hand about it. ]

And you really think it's a good idea to put my cock back in your throat when you're coughing like that...

[ He doesn't know why he's asking, he knows Dodger meant it. ]

If you cough even once, it'll be a fourth glass.

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