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[ it's easy to get lost in moments like this, but he keeps a tight rein on his thought processes: he likes to watch nadir come undone under his instruction and even if he never came he'd get plenty of satisfaction from the act of ruining nadir.

it's a strong pull to keep fucking around with him like he does, but he's not thinking about the future right now, keeping his focus on the moment at hand.

nadir's eagerness is its own animal and dirk likes it. the nuzzle draws an almost-chuckle out of him and he bites the inside of his cheek as he watches him, keeping on an even keel as he drops a hand to cup under his jaw to encourage him. ]

[It's not lost on Nadir that the more they do things like this the more Dirk seems to open and do things like "almost chuckle". They're not huge strides, and Nadir's not even sure he would want Dirk to be as open as he is--he likes his reticence, it was a nice and often amusing foil to his own personality that surprisingly didn't clash into real aggravation--but all the same it sends warmth through his body, even as he feels himself grow more and more aroused.

He turns his eyes up to him when he feels him cup his chin, giving his balls a nice, wet lick as he meets his eyes. He shifts back enough to nudge his half-hard cock with the tip of his muzzle before parting his lips to lap at it gently with his tongue before drawing it fully into his mouth, sighing happily through his nose.]

[ he's not likely to make further concessions for a long time, but the small changes are good. progress without losing his collected quiet.

he plants the tip of a boot at the front of one of nadir's thighs and gives a little pressure, holding-but-not-holding him there.

nadir's eyes on him drag another little smirk out of him and he nods in encouragement to the licks, fingers briefly tightening at his jaw.

his cock in nadir's mouth is good though; he's not fully hard yet but he is getting more aroused the more time passes, and his cock is hardening to match within his mouth. ]

[The step on his thigh barely registers, his mind brushing it off as an accident not worth fixing at the moment. He just keeps his eyes close, just enjoying the feel of him on his tongue, the feel of it growing slowly stiffer and pressing more against it and the roof of his mouth. He sucks a little harder, bobbing his head slightly, encouraging it to harden more.]

[ his foot shifts again, pressing more firmly higher up his thigh and resting there pointedly. his cock is hardening further as time goes on and his hand slips from nadir's jaw back around to the back of his head, urging him forward to take more of him in. ]

[The foot travels up his leg, and he makes a sound around his cock, briefly looking up at him, as if to gently alert him, "hey maybe you can't tell because it's a ~~satyr~~cowboy boot but you're standing on me", but his gaze shifts back down as he pulls back, watching the slick length appear before him. But it seems Dirk much rather him swallow him whole, and with a sound he's pushed back down onto his dick, nose pressing against his abdomen. He remains there for however long Dirk presses on his head, sucking more messily on him, more enthusiastically.]

[ dirk looks right back down at him and shifts his foot to the side enough so that the tip of his boot is pressing to the front of the panties and against his cock. it's pointed, even pressure.

the gaze is broken when nadir returns to his cock, but he has no complaints. he holds him down a moment before relenting briefly, allowing him to get some air in before pressing him down again. ]

[When the hand lightens he pulls back just enough to open his mouth wide enough to suck in some air, but then he's suddenly back down on his cock and he gives a loud, happy sound, nuzzling into his abdomen in effort to fruitlessly get more into his mouth, there being no more dick left to suck down.

However, after a spell the foot on his dick gets uncomfortable and he struggles a bit under his hand, making a sound that's more like "hey, let me up" as he taps his thigh.]

[ by the time this happens his dick is fully hard so after a moment longer of holding him in place dirk relents, hand vacating the back of his head to allow him range of movement.

he looks down at him questioningly, waiting for him to speak. ]

[He pulls off, looking up at him apologetically though he does so kindly take his shaft in hand and idly stroke him as he says:]

Uh, not sure if you could tell, but your foot is accidentally on my, uh, area?

On your dick? That's not an accident.

[ his hand palms the back of his head in something that's not pressing him forward, but is suspiciously like a caress. ]

[He's confused for a moment, but as if the caress helped his synapses fire he realizes what he means and eyes widen for a moment as his mind next shoots his consciousness a "do I like this? I think I might" which only flusters him more.]

O-oh, I see. Uhhh...

[He suddenly has to glance away, feeling overwhelmed from the surge of arousal, but he unfortunately happened to look down, right at the boot on his blue lace covered dick that he can see red and pressing against it. Goddammit.]

...Y-yeah, that's fine.

[ he follows nadir's gaze, and his lips tip up in a faint smirk. ]

Yeah? Good.

[ he tips his boot down a little harder: not enough to hurt, but a gentle grind of pressure against him. ]

So I can keep it there?

[It was an odd sensation, was the least he could say about his junk being stepped on like this, but what pain was there was minimal and bearable and just knowing that Dirk liked this, that Dirk had some sort of authority over his dick in this moment, made his whole body quiver. He tilts his head back with a barely contained moan, pressing it into Dirk's hand that cradled it still.]

Y-yeah. It's... yeah, it's good...

You like it when I take control, don't you?

[ another grind, another rub, as his thumb brushes over his ear gently, soothing. ]

You're a good boy like that.

[His brows furrow as there's pressure on his cock again from the small sting of pain, but it's not enough to be terrible, it's just...good.

Dirk's words make him flush hotly under his fur, makes his mouth part to pant just for a second.]

I...do, yeah...

[He admits, embarrassed, before a moan escapes his throat as he started stroking his ear. It feels so good, being touched gently like that by him, and it's in such stark difference to what his foot is doing it's wonderfully overwhelming.]

Am I?

Good.

[ he keeps stroking his ear thoughtfully, watching him come undone a little just from this. his expression is faintly impassive again, but he's paying attention and considering his options as he shifts that gentle hand to cup his jaw and turn his head back and forth a bit like he's inspecting him to make sure he's confident in his answer. ]

Yes.

[ he shifts his legs further apart and then hooks his hand under nadir's arm to draw him upward with a soft hum of approval. ]

You deserve a reward.

[He closes his mouth when the fingers touch his jaw, swallowing deeply as he looks up at him, waiting, letting him move his head however he wants. It makes him only get hotter, his gaze warm with anticipation and perhaps grown adoration.

He makes a small questioning sound as he's drawn up to his feet, gingerly execrating himself from under his foot. He steps between his legs, close, trying to ignore how big of a tent his boner is putting in the panties.]

What is it?

[He asks with a small wag of his tail.]

[ nadir is so pliant to his instruction that it makes a thrill of want spike up his spine and his grip tightens briefly before he urges it to loosen. he draws nadir close in against him, leaning in to mouth at his chest near the fabric of the bra he has on before he pats his knee idly, looking at him. ]

Sit on my lap.

[He wishes he could see his eyes, just to see if there was anything not-impassive going on in there, but, then again, he does enjoy the mystery of the man. Not knowing what he was thinking or feeling. But Nadir's at least pretty sure Dirk is liking the hell out of this night.

A small gasp escapes him as his lips brush over his sensitive abdomen, one of his hands automatically going to card through the strands of his hair, holding him close for a brief moment.

He smiles a little, a chuckles.]

Ohkay...

[He hasn't sat in his lap before, and he's pretty unsure what this could lead to, but he does as he's told, wrapping both arms around his broad shoulders. He looks at him expectantly.]

[ since his personality is so shitty, the mystery really has to be the appeal. well, it's better than it was, but he's still, to put it frankly, a huge asshole.

still, nadir seems to like him so he doesn't question it too much.

he likes the hand in his hair more than he expected to and rests there against him a moment, eyes closed, before sitting up straight again. ]

You'll like it.

[ once nadir is settled it's not like he can't feel dirk's cock against his ass, but dirk doesn't do anything about that for now, just cups him through his panties with a little squeeze before dipping his hand beneath lace and fabric to wrap fingers around his cock. ]

[Dirk can't do anything about that, but Nadir sure can wiggle a little to feel it, hard and warm, through his panties and fur, adding to the fun of this new set up.]

I bet I will, you've had a good record so far when gifting me something!

[He grins, squeezing his shoulders as he leans into him more.

His eyes turn down to watch his hand squeeze him, making his dick throb against his palm, but the real thrill comes when his hand slips under the translucent fabric, touching him, making it (hopefully) obvious what he intends too do.]

Ah... please...

[ he huffs out a breath at the way nadir wriggles against him, almost a groan but not quite, and briefly tucks in his face against his neck to take a deep breath. leveling himself out.

the commentary makes him snort though, and he brushes his lips along the curve of his jaw. ]

You're just easy.

[ nadir's reaction to his teasing is encouraging even without the plea, and he gives a slow stroke before pausing. ]

Since you asked so nice-like.

[ he complies easily, using one gloved hand to jerk him off, soft leather granting its own brand of friction. ]

[His fingers thread into the hair at the nape of his neck, blunt claws scratching lightly over skin and scalp, holding him briefly there as he burrows his nose into his neck fur, not saying anything for once. Except a quiet, offended, "Hey...!" when he calls him "easy." He hears that implication, bro, he hears it.

He shudders noticeably as Dirk begins to stroke him, leaning heavily against his chest, fingers tightening in his hair as his body melts. The glove is dry, but his cock is moist, but it's a soft, well-used leather so it's not as terrible as it could be--really, in its own way, it's erotic and Nadir is growing quite a fetish for it, his enjoyment only growing further as he watches his hand move through half-lidded eyes. His lips part, starting to pant softly as more blood rushes to his cock, balls twitching with want.]

Th-thanks...

[ dirk says nothing in response to the 'hey,' mostly because he's not going to back down on calling him easy.

more important is the way nadir shudders against him: dirk holds him tighter, hand not on his cock slipping to rest at his hip and hold him in place. he can tell nadir is watching, can feel how his cock twitches in his hand, and his voice is low as he shifts to murmur in his ear, thumb brushing the head of his cock. ]

You like it like this, don't you? Dressed up all pretty in my lap.

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