Mm... I do, don't I? [Those sharp teeth against his neck have him shivering, moving his own hand up to draw his nails along Jae-ha's back and into his hair. With his powers holding him up, be could focus on touching him more as he fucks him, holding him close and relishing the feeling of his body against his own.]
And I'm not going to let you go so easily... [The words come out so easily, not even thinking about how they sound in the context of what they're doing, or what they are to each other right now. Much as he might try and insist otherwise, they had more than just a strictly physical relationship by now.]
[Those... are nice words, somehow. Jae-Ha registers that even if he can't focus on why at the moment, and he tries with all of his might to yank himself closer to Mephisto. His whole body trembles as he releases, gasping out his real name as he does.
Afterwards, his grip is considerably less, but he tries to keep holding on until Mephisto can reach his conclusion as well, kissing at his neck as he does. He doesn't have the breath for more words.]
[Mephisto slows as he feels Jae-ha tightening up around him, though he makes sure not to stop either -- rocking his hips to push himself in nice and deep. The pressure around his cock has him seeing stars, and it doesn't take more than a few more thrusts for him to reach that peak himself. With a full-body shudder, he pulls Jae-ha close as he comes inside him, groaning out the softest whisper of his name, just audible with his lips so near his ear.]
[For as much as he's panting, he catches his breath quickly enough. But rather than speak, the first thing he does is let out an airy laugh, resting his face into Jae-ha's hair. He could tell there was something almost strange about the mood right now. Somehow, it almost felt romantic. The fact that he still hasn't let go of Jae-ha, even as he starts to slowly lower his legs, is surely a sign of that.]
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And I'm not going to let you go so easily... [The words come out so easily, not even thinking about how they sound in the context of what they're doing, or what they are to each other right now. Much as he might try and insist otherwise, they had more than just a strictly physical relationship by now.]
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Afterwards, his grip is considerably less, but he tries to keep holding on until Mephisto can reach his conclusion as well, kissing at his neck as he does. He doesn't have the breath for more words.]
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[For as much as he's panting, he catches his breath quickly enough. But rather than speak, the first thing he does is let out an airy laugh, resting his face into Jae-ha's hair. He could tell there was something almost strange about the mood right now. Somehow, it almost felt romantic. The fact that he still hasn't let go of Jae-ha, even as he starts to slowly lower his legs, is surely a sign of that.]