The hottest days of the summer

[firesealed]

Who: Sol Badguy (firesealed) and Ky Kiske (gearsexual)
Universe: Carvaka-ish
What: Sol, Ky, collars and bondage

Sol wasn’t exactly expecting to hear from Ky so soon, but the message that he’d gotten was simply a request for help, and the kid wouldn’t ask if he didn’t need it. Still, that didn’t mean he was expecting what he saw when he forced open the door to Ky’s cabin. Sol shut the door behind him, figuring he could give the man his privacy from everyone else while he took in the vision of a collar around his neck, hands bound behind him.

“Huh.”

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[gearsexual]

"Mm." A small, muffle sound escaped him before he could catch it. Sol's tongue was expected and welcomed, and Ky's own tongue moved to greet it without hesitation.

He tried to lean into the kiss a bit, halting after he felt the leather hold him back. How irritating! He couldn't help the way his brows furrowed at the feel of them. Intercourse was supposed to be the involvement of both persons, wasn't it? What could he offer if he couldn't touch anyone? He did his best to shove the questions aside, trying to be patient.

[firesealed]

Sol curled his tongue around Ky’s, letting them move against each other inside of Ky’s mouth. One of his hands moved down to Ky’s hips to press against him there, to start the exploration of skin while still pretending to be taking things more slowly than Ky’s current state really allowed to.

The thought came to him that it was going to be irritating to have to take off all his own clothes, to do all the touching. One drawback of the current position, along with the fact that it had been to Ky against his will.