There's a furnace in Clive's chest, and it's fueled by Joshua's presence in a way that he's never felt until now. The fire of the Phoenix, coupled with something... else, an inferno in his blood that he doesn't have a name for.
But he isn't thinking about what to call his aether right now: his hindbrain latches on the lurid fantasy of Joshua's slim fingers pumping in and out of his slick heat, his pretty face flushed with unsated need. The fact that he's remained untouched until now, too, makes that feral, hungry creature under his skin growl.
Clive can feel Joshua growing more pliant under him, and he teases the pressure of his finger inwards, just enough to suggest the possibility of dipping inside.
"Then I'll be your first."
Another biting kiss, with his tongue laving along Joshua's bottom lip. As if he wants to consume him, gobble him up from head to toe.
"My lovely bird. I'll fill you so that you'll never feel empty again."
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Date: 2025-12-22 06:05 am (UTC)But he isn't thinking about what to call his aether right now: his hindbrain latches on the lurid fantasy of Joshua's slim fingers pumping in and out of his slick heat, his pretty face flushed with unsated need. The fact that he's remained untouched until now, too, makes that feral, hungry creature under his skin growl.
Clive can feel Joshua growing more pliant under him, and he teases the pressure of his finger inwards, just enough to suggest the possibility of dipping inside.
"Then I'll be your first."
Another biting kiss, with his tongue laving along Joshua's bottom lip. As if he wants to consume him, gobble him up from head to toe.
"My lovely bird. I'll fill you so that you'll never feel empty again."