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[personal profile] magic_dance 2025-03-26 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ He continues to rub against his lover, to hear those soft sounds of pleasure. Fingers find the scars, yet they brush over them gently - showing appreciation to them. Cal has gone through many things, including finding himself. There's no reason to be shy over it.

Thistle will remove Cal's shirt entirely after the nip to his neck, reaching for one of Cal's to encourage doing the same in return. An amused hum as he lets his gaze dip over his half-naked lover, a lustful heat burning in his eyes. ]


What makes you think it's not? Perhaps I simply had no reason to traverse worlds before.

[ There is no complaint about his kitten being hard to please, or that he's not up for the task. More that he finds it a challenge and one he takes enjoyment in. His lips trail over the tattoo, while his fingers now play with rosy nipples now exposed to him. ]

Would you like to be that reason, kitten?
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[personal profile] magic_dance 2025-03-26 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Thistle is tuned in to every movement, every sound, every reaction of his lover - ensuring that Cal is enjoying himself.

A small smile graces his lips about how bold Cal is in removing his shirt, and he doesn't remark on how it's a distraction because Cal is just as handsome in his eyes. Instead he continues his administrations to the sensitive parts of his lover's body. Seeing it come alive beneath his touch.

There's a lot he can can do once he sets his mind to it, and there is little he won't do for the people who interest him this much. Who he wants to spend a lifetime with. Finding out that Cal likes his neck teased, he nips a little harder - the press of fangs clear but not breaking skin. ]


You intrigue me and a night with you will not be enough, kitten. [ Perhaps there is no length of time that will satisfy him. Not entirely. Were Cal a shifter from his world, then his lifespan would be a great deal longer than that of a mortal's, yet that still wouldn't be long enough. It never is.

His hands slide down Cal's body, one to rest on a hip while the other unbuttons those pants. ]


I would date you, Coinneach. Get to know you as well as I will know your body. [ Up his lips travel to nibble on an earlobe. He pushes down the back of Cal's pants so that his hands can explore the bare round ass. ] To find what brings you pleasure and excites you.
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[personal profile] magic_dance 2025-03-26 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hearing that primal growl from Cal earns a soft sound of delight, making it obvious he's only going to encourage his lover's wild side more. To make those sounds and be as rough as he wants. That there is no reason to hide from him. ]

A dance instructor... [ Hearing this only furthers solidifies Thistle's desire to know more about Cal. Dance is part of his fae lore, after all. He would enjoy watching Cal's body move, to nourish his talent and hard work. And of course, to dance with him.

The feel of their bodies pressed together intimately as they flow with the music. Thistle imagines many private sessions would end with them performing a different type of dance. ]
I myself am a dancer.

There's much we could learn from each other. [ As for this moment right now, it's true that Thistle would slow down or stop if requested. He will also ask permission before revealing that most intimate place and respect the answer.

For now, Thistle will keep rolling his hips into Cal while his hands explore the new exposed region. Fingers glide over the crack, teasingly dipping in but not touching where he wants to bury himself in. He lifts his head to brush a kiss over lips before moving to the opposite ear to give it the same treatment. ]
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[personal profile] magic_dance 2025-03-26 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Thistle has already stated he could sense fae magic at work, so he could hardly blame any wandering thoughts that happen along that trail. Nor would he deny it if asked.

Of course he would dance for Cal, and with Cal. Show him all of the styles he dances both with a partner and without. Just as he would learn more modern styles from his young lover, incorporate them into the styles he already knows - as he's always done. ]


I'd love to see how we dance together. Your body rolling against mine.

[ He absolutely means to give it double meanings and feels no shame in it. Thistle works hard and then he plays hard - sometimes, like now, it's the other way around. Already their bodies feel compatible, and there will be hardly any shyness left when hands trail over bodies in an intimate dance.

Cal's body begins to move in time with his own, as two dancers would and the roll of bodies make Thistle desire more. Fingers slip into the crack of his lover's ass fully and brushes over the entrance hidden there, teasing just as his own nipples are being toyed with.

Soft words are whispered against his kitten's lips as his other hand tugs on the waistband but doesn't pull down yet. ]
Will you let me see all of you, Coinneach?
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[personal profile] magic_dance 2025-03-26 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Perhaps there will be time to talk later on such things, to learn more about each other before the dream ends - or the Metaverse - as Akira called it. Knowing more would help him to find his kitten that much faster, if he had a name or place to start looking.

No thoughts about parents, Cal. Though Thistle won't deny he has played a part in that reputation - the violence to people who deserve it, and stealing away those he favors.

He makes no move until the answer is given, only when Cal seems so sure that it's fine with him. The fabric is pulled down to reveal all, though he's loathed to let go entirely to remove pants and underwear entirely - as it means Cal will have to let go of him.

So it's just enough to expose his young lover to their eyes alone, though his magic will prevent anyone else from prying. With that done, his hand touches Cal in the most intimate of places, adorning it with affection. His lips move to whisper against his lover's lips. ]


Every part of you is eireachdail, kitten.
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[personal profile] magic_dance 2025-03-26 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Even with this, he can tell that no one has even touched Cal. He doesn't know the reason for it, but it just tells him that the gift has been given to him. In anyone in any world, Cal has chosen him.

There's a soft huff into the kiss that's partly to stop the argument that Cal thinks would have happened. Thistle knows his looks are often what draw the eye and doesn't deny it. Fighting over what he finds appealing and what Cal finds attractive would only be fun in a playful manner. He would just lavish his attention on the person he finds handsome and hope Cal accept how he feels.

A nip to Cal's bottom lip as he lets himself dragged deeper into the kiss while he continues to tease both sensitive and intimate places. It isn't meant to be a quick thing, but to slowly build pleasure until Cal begs him for release or more. Or both. ]
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[personal profile] magic_dance 2025-03-27 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ Luckily, Thistle has a great deal of patience and support for the people he brings into his life.

He can tell that Cal is going to orgasm, how the teasing is taking him to the edge of ecstasy. There's nothing more he wants in this moment than to see that happen, to see Cal captured in the bliss of the moment when his kitten comes under his touch.

Fangs nip at Cal's lip to encourage more squirming against him. ]


Then let go, kitten. I'm hardly done with you.

[ A whispered promise that this isn't the end, that he'll still want his young lover in every way possible. This will take the edge off for the next round. ]
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[personal profile] magic_dance 2025-03-27 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ As Cal comes undone, Thistle watches every second of it. The way his lover arches back - exposing his neck to him so temptingly, the sound that falls from his lips, the glow of eyes, the lightening of hair, and sharper teeth. Everything about it is his fierce kitten rising to the surface, unhindered by thoughts and feelings.

Only absolute pleasure bringing this scene before him and Thistle loves it. Wants to see more of this feral side. It may not happen here and now, while they're in this magical bubble in some dream forest - but someday. Someday he wants to watch Cal let go of everything. For now, he simply works Cal through this first orgasm brought on by someone else's touch.

Thistle smiles against his lover's lips when fingers delve into his hair, a brief kiss that hardly speaks of how he feels witnessing this act of pleasure. ]


A breathtaking view, watching you orgasm under my touch. [ Idly his fingers continue to tease Cal, curious to see how quickly he'll be ready for round two. And if it means he's coating his fingers for what comes next, only they will know. ]