When a charming half-elven professor, son of a prominent family meets the new quiet and broody member of an underground band that is slowly rising in popularity, things get a little heated in more ways than one. So when the bassist asked for a lighter to a smoke to battle his nerves on the night of the first show, neither of them expected the possibilities it would illuminate. TW: Anxiety. Possible depression. (Will update as needed.) You have been warned. Don't like it? Don't read it. 🎸 Alestan - the new bassist of a band named Void of Color. https://discord.com/channels/1151902831310274651/1297395360955895861 🍎 Adriel - a professor of political science at the local university. https://discord.com/channels/1151902831310274651/1272039541594652704 Continued from here: https://discord.com/channels/1151902831310274651/1289009908511146005/1306965825378320485

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When asked how he feels, Al leans back against the wall, his breath returning mostly to normal. The poor man needs a break to regain his energy. Especially if they do not plan on being done for the night just yet. He still has curiosity towards the deeper aspects of such activities that he has never experienced before. Everything they have done up to now are things he is familiar with. He wants what he's only been able to simulate by other means paired with imagination. Though, it remains an important bond to him, so he wants to at least have a chance to tell Adriel this before he lets him claim him in full. Al gives a small, almost cocky smirk down to the other man, paired with a little moan almost as a reward. "Fine~." He purrs in reply. The bassist is starting to get more confident. "But I could use some water."

@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel) -# We're back, baby.

Adriel smirks a bit at that, enjoying the fact that the bassist is feeling confident enough to tease a bit. "Mmm, water, you say? I think I can make that happen~" He stands back up, kissing over Al's neck before gently tucking him back in his pants, humming a bit. "I think we could both use some water, and a bit of a breather before we head back to the bedroom. Wouldn't you agree?" While he has the stamina to go another round immediately, he's fairly certain that Al will appreciate having a bit of a breather to recover. He slips his arm around the bassist's waist and leads him to the kitchen, making sure that his legs don't give out on him before he gets to one of the stools. A quick kiss is pressed to Al's cheek before Adriel makes himself busy, grabbing a couple of glasses and the water pitcher from the fridge. "Do you want ice, darling?"

@Axiro {Tav: Alestan} - PING

"No ice, please." He replies. Patiently waiting, he watches the other fill the glasses, and when offered his, accepts with a small thank you. Sighing in content, he takes a few small sips to start off. Simply sitting in each other's presence is nice, and he downs more than half the water in about a minute or two. Then, he reminds himself of what he wants to mention. "Adriel, I..." he begins, tone a bit meek, "I have never gone this far with anyone..." He admits. "Going all the way is a bond I do not take lightly." There still remains a bit of gnawing uncertainty in his gut that there is a chance they do not share the same view of this. As the bassist gazes into his glass, he ponders. If Adriel is truly to know him, Al must be abundantly clear and honest. He has had undoubtable feelings for the professor ever since they had seen each other more than a few times. His initial sense of reluctance to take such a leap faded as each time he was gently guided through territory he has never traversed before. And it is about time he put words to it. This man deserves it. Al looks up, meeting Adriel's eyes with his own. "I am in love with you." He says, quietly. Admitting it out loud, even though it's quiet and breathy, brings a lot of things to light for Alestan. He is not one to just toss such a thing around. He genuinely sees a future with this man, their many months together having only made these feelings stronger. A prominent son of a powerful family the elf may be, but he has chosen to lead an honorable life. The lavish resources have never been the reason to stay. He is patient, driven, kind and genuine, in spite of what his family may have tried raising him to be. He is defiant of unfairness, tastefully rebellious and safe. Alestan downs the rest of his water to wet his nervous and knotting throat before carefully placing the cup back down. Then, he slips off the chair, approaching the professor with almost apprehensive steps. "And I want you to hav

@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)

The professor hadn't been expecting such a confession from the man in front of him, but it was most certainly a welcome one. To hear that the steadily building feelings he'd been harboring for the last few weeks were returned was far more than he had ever anticipated. A soft smile finds its way to his lips, his cheeks flushing a bit at the feeling of Al's hands against his skin, under his shirt. "I'm in love with you too, Alestan," he says, his voice gentle as always as he slips his arms around the bassist's waist once more. God, it feels so good to finally say it, to do so while having him in his arms instead of one of his pillows. "And if what you wish for is for me to take you tonight, then I will do my best to make sure it's as good as possible." He closes the minuscule distance between their lips then, his eyes fluttering shut as he kisses Al gently, lovingly, his heart feeling like it's soaring through the skies. His cheeks are still flushed a rosy shade when he pulls back ever so slightly, one hand moving up to tuck Al's hair behind his ear, his earrings glinting softly in the light of the kitchen. "Because I do love you...more than I have the words to describe, in any of the languages I speak. And I...I want this to be far more than just fucking." He pauses for a moment then, closing his eyes and resting his forehead against the bassist's before he continues. "I want to make love to you, Alestan."

@Axiro {Tav: Alestan} - PING

He has never been so happy to hear such words. To feel such admiring and protective touch. Now that the curtain of simple lust is pushed aside and they see one another clearly, it's sweeter than ever before. It's more than the bassist could have hoped for. Butterflies flutter inside his stomach and chest as he is told his wish will be abided by. Eyes widen a little, almost in surprise. But he is thankful, a smile of his own pulling across his features. An exhale of relief escapes past his lips, body relaxing in Adriel's hold as the tension begins to leave him. His face shows the warmth glistening behind the greens of his eyes just before they follow suit in closing as he embraces the kiss. His hands slip further underneath the other's shirt, curling over his shoulders. One palm slides down his back, fingers splaying out to feel more of him, the other sliding up the back of his neck and up into his hair. Once the kiss is broken, he leans into the touch that pushes his hair back, gaze cracking open to consider his love with a heavy gaze of affection as Adriel adds more. "Any languages?" Al echoes, chuckling a little. "You know more than one as well?" With their foreheads pressed together, he soaks in the rest of the little speech, giving a small moment of silence to process it and find his own words, threaded in a tongue he was born into. "Quaeso." He replies. "Ego amare quod." -# "Please." "I want that/I would love that." He presses back into the tender kiss, hugging in close, his warmth and heart seeking his love's through the flesh of his very being. He never wants to let go. To lose this kind of connection when it is already so hard for him to make them. Not even when the sun rises will he let go of the firefly of this night.

@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)

While Latin may not be his strongest language (he only knows bits and pieces of that one, truthfully), he does know enough to be able to parse what Al says. He holds the raven haired man close as they kiss, letting himself get lost in the feeling of his lips against his own for a moment before pulling back once more. "Vamos a la cama, amor," he murmurs, leading him from the kitchen, deeper into the penthouse. -# "Let's go to bed, love" The bedroom is gorgeous, spacious yet still cozy, a wall of floor length windows looking out over the city below. Currently, the room is being lit by a soft glow, coming from a light source hidden in the ceiling, and the main overhead lights stay off. There's no need for the harshness of that particular light, not when he can adjust the brightness of the hidden strip lighting to suit pretty much any of his needs. "I can dim the lights further, if you'd like, or turn on one of the lamps instead if you'd prefer," he says, a soft smile still permeating his features. "Or, if you'd prefer to not have the lights on at all, that's okay too." He wants Al to be comfortable, to feel at ease as much as he can. He remembers how nerve wracking his first time was, and he wants to help soothe those nerves as much as he can.

@Axiro {Tav: Alestan} - PING

Al is notably impressed hearing his mother tongue replied back to him. It is not a language spoken much anymore, so he was not expecting it, for not many go out of their way to learn it. This just gave Adriel extra points in Al's book. He follows close, his hand holding in the other man's. Once they enter the bedroom, he stops and looks around. It's beautiful. Simplistic, clean and calm. The view is also obviously hard to beat. The bassist has not lived in the city for very long, so there is still so much of its charm he has not yet seen. Looking to the elf when he's told the lights can be dimmer, or even off, he thinks for a moment. He doesn't want a lot of light, but he also does not want complete darkness. He wants to be able to see Adriel, and for the other man to see him. So, perhaps just dimming the accent lights will suffice. It will leave a perfect outline to the reach of the city lights and glow of the moon outside through the giant windows. "Not off, just dim." He replies, taking a few steps forwards and releasing his lover's hand. Walking up the foot of the bed as the lights go dimmer, he reaches down and laces his fingers around the bottom hem of his shirt. He slowly turns to face Adriel and begins to lift his shirt up, looking back at him with an invitation in his eyes. His abs become visible, figure outlined by the warm glow of the accent lights, but filled in by the colder hue from outside. He then pauses, still gazing almost darkly at the other, not wanting to go any further without Adriel's hands on him.

@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel) (sorry for tagging twice, I used the wrong tupper lol)

Adriel moves forward, his eyes mapping out every inch of skin that's being exposed with Al's movements until the path is being matched by his hands. He lets out an appreciative hum as he runs his palms over previously unknown expanses, every swell and dip of the bassist's figure being committed to memory. God, he's certain he'll never tire of this, of getting to feel Al's skin under his palms, to be able to touch and hold him. "God, you're stunning...even more so than I could ever imagine," he murmurs, slipping his hands up under the fabric of the other man's shirt, pushing it up further with every movement. "Quiero verte...por favor...sin la ropa..." -# "I want to see you...please...without the clothes..." His voice is practically a low hum, the words rolling off his tongue like water, tenderness and care permeating every syllable. There's a chance Al might not catch it, seeing as it's Spanish and not Latin, but he's hoping the meaning still comes across in tandem with how his hands are moving.

@Axiro {Tav: Alestan} - PING

Surprisingly enough, Alestan does catch at least a little of what was spoken in the other language. Not all, of course, as Latin is closer to Italian than it is to Spanish. Yet, the latter two are actually very similar. Enough to where they can understand one another without too much translation. Even if it was just the please he caught, he'd have still understood the request. He allows just a bit longer for Adriel's hands to explore and push up against the fabric of his shirt before pulling it the rest of the way off. This leaves just the Victorian style, green gem pendant glistening against his now completely bare chest. The man is built, there is no doubt about that. Not too much so, but enough. Toned and fit. Tossing his shirt to the side, he removes his necklace as well, sending it to land on top of the new clothing pile that is only going to get larger. Reaching between them, his ringed fingers grab and lace around Adriel's belt, pulling him in a little more with a gentle tug as the dark haired man takes a few steps back towards the foot of the bed. When the back of his legs hit it, he sits down, his earrings lightly chiming as they dance in the low light. Then, he kicks off his shoes and socks, sliding them out of the way with his foot, hands sliding up underneath the elf's shirt as he looks up through his lashes at him. The other man is also far too clothed. Revealing just a bit of Adriel's belly, Al ghosts his lips over his flesh for a few seconds, hot breath beating against him. Sealing a soft kiss upon his abdomen, Al's hands keep pushing up the piece of clothing, hoping the message will get across without any words being needed.

@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)

He happily lets Al pull him towards the bed, his hands still roaming over his torso - until he sits down, at least. The professor's breath hitches when he feels Al's lips and fingers against his skin, quickly taking the hint and stripping his own shirt off to reveal the definied and well maintained physique beneath. The accessories are the next to go, the necklaces being placed in a small dish on top of the nightstand to keep them from getting in the way of their activities. When he moves back to properly be in front of the raven haired man again, Adriel pauses, his hand cupping the other's cheek as he lets him get a good look at him. The half sleeve tattoo is now fully on display, a phoenix breaking free of the chains that would bind it, which seamlessly melds into a floral motif that runs over his shoulder and chest to connect with the rose on his neck. He knows Al has seen some of it when they've been doing video calls, but he also knows that there's a difference between seeing it on a phone screen, and seeing it in person. As such, he's more than happy to give the bassist as much time to look him over as he wants.

@Axiro {Tav: Alestan} - PING

Al's eyes paint the surface of the newly revealed torso of his lover, eyes widening a bit. The tattoo is much larger and detailed that he expected. And beautiful. As for Al, himself, surprisingly enough, he has no tattoos. Yet. Admittedly, he wants a few small ones but is unsure what he wants them to be. But when it comes to Adriel, he knows exactly what he wants them to be. Genuinely putting a title to it, though... he is unsure how to approach that. However, the bassist's focus is very much elsewhere at the moment. He can deal with those other thoughts later. Placing another few kisses on the elf's bare stomach, he then takes a moment to slip off his own silver rings and earrings, rolling over the bed to place them on the opposite side table then return to meet Adriel back where they were prior. Placing his hand atop the one that cups his cheek, he sears every detail to memory as much as he can with just wandering eyes. But he needs to have the entire picture. Not just how he looks, but how he feels when he's fully pressed against him. What the sensation of his flexing muscles is like as he hugs him close, hips joined, bodies and hearts connected. Lovingly kissing on Adriel's hand, Al starts pulling away to crawl backwards onto the surface of the bed, hands transitioning down to his own belt to undo it. Once the buckle is undone, he slips his thumbs under the waistband and lowers down onto his back, sensually rolling his torso as he pulls down his pants along with his underwear. He keeps his eyes on the other man's face as he does so, wanting to watch his reaction as he reveals himself in full. The bassist is already growing hard again, a soft breath of expectation siphoning from him. He shimmies his pants and underwear the rest of the way down, pushing the clothing off the side of the bed. Long, dark hair splayed out beneath him, he bends one knee and raises his arms leisurely above his head, giving a full view of himself completely bare before his

@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)

Adriel's gaze is heated as he watches Al move up the bed, his hands moving to undo his own belt and pants in turn. He's quickly getting hard again as well, his cock straining against the fabric of his underwear as he pushes his jeans down, then teases at the elastic of the waistband for a moment, smirking a bit. He knows he's being a little shit. He decides to give his lover a reprieve, however, soon opting to slide the remaining fabric down his legs as well, kicking both garments off to the side to join the rest of their clothes before kneeling on the bed, his hands running up and over Al's legs appreciatively. "So beautiful..." he murmurs, pressing a kiss to the bassist's knee before opening the nightstand and pulling out a bottle of lube. He doesn't open it yet, though, he just sets it off to the side for the moment, within easy reach. He starts moving again, then, leaning down and kissing his way up Al's body until their lips meet once more, the weight of his muscular frame pressing the bassist into the mattress.

@Axiro {Tav: Alestan} - PING

The teasing earns the elf a playful, light kick at his leg paired with an airy chuckle. Luckily, Al is not made to wait, the subject of his interest becoming fully revealed only seconds afterwards. He takes as much of it in as he can, sucking on his lips and audibly swallowing before his eyes shift to Adriel's hands, following them as they trail up his legs. Remaining nice and still for his lover, the only sound coming out of him is his breath, which slowly grows longer and deeper. A slight waver laces into it as he spots the lube being brought out. He looks away back to his partner, raising his hands to lovingly touch along his shoulders, dragging his palms up to his head, down his neck to his chest, then his hips as the kisses are peppered upon him. Once level to one another, mouthes locked, a quiet moan rumbles in his throat. Wrapping his arms around Adriel, he holds onto him steadily tighter and tighter, focusing on his heat and gentle attention to try and stay lost in the moment. Being able to just lose focus on his surroundings and every aspect about it is admittedly difficult for the bassist to do. Remaining in the haze holds more apprehension than the thought of the full act of physical intimacy taking place within it does. It is full of unknowns, sparking a twinge of fear even for someone who is so used to the dark. Rolling his body up against the other man, he tries to feel as much of him as possible as he sinks into the mattress with the weight upon him. Gentle rolls of his hips are added to encourage their cores to heat and provide some friction to their growing desires. Eyes close as he lightly nips at Adriel's lower lip, a deeper kiss planted right afterwards, almost as an apology for being too forwards, legs absentmindedly spreading a little further apart.

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@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)

A low, pleased hum leaves the professor as he rolls his hips, meeting Alestan's movements and indulging them both with the friction. His tongue teases at the bassist's lips, hoping to deepen the kiss further as he lovingly caresses his thigh, wanting to permanently embed the feeling of the other's skin beneath his hands in his mind. When he does finally pull back for air, he's panting a bit, cheeks flushed in the low light as he gently brushes Al's hair back a bit, his own falling forward and creating a small, shaggy brown curtain around his face. "If you want me to stop, for any reason, please tell me," he murmurs, his voice still gentle as he reaches for the lube with his free hand, popping the cap with practiced ease. "Amica mea..." -# "My darling..."

@Axiro {Tav: Alestan} - PING

He allows the deeper kiss, tongues muddling together, quiet moans joining in as they're elicited by the rub of his fully hardened length against the elf's abdomen and erection. Hands travel down Adriel's back, lightly dragging his black painted nails along the way. It is not meant to dig in and mark. At least, not this time around. Just gentle, almost comforting attention. Once the other pulls back, leaving Al with a breathy, half-lidded, slightly open mouthed expression, the dark haired man catches his own air. It seems like he's barely even made out like that before, which is not incorrect. It has been a solid amount of time since he's done such a thing. Noticing how he may look, he closes his mouth, nodding in reply to what he is being told. The pop of the lube bottle's cap sends a cold wave through him that pools in his core, quickly turning hot once it melds with the boiling sense of apprehensive excitement. He stops breathing for a moment, locking eyes with his partner as if silently begging him to keep him distracted. The following Latin words to him are a comfort. Encouragememt, even. He has never used that title for anyone, himself, given it's so specific. So heavy with the weight of his true feelings of adoration that it would likely take a while to hear it from the bassist himself. Yet, it being spoken to him is different. It's sweet. Genuine. And he hopes he will live up to it. His right leg raises a little to get more comfortable, inner thigh grazing against Adriel's side. His hands transition from his back to his face, fingers of one hand combing back part of the brown curtain that is his love's hair with a smile. "Keep talking to me..." He says in a near whisper. Until your voice cannot form words anymore.

@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)

He nods, that soft smile still on his face as he sits up enough to actually get some lube on his fingers without it going everywhere. He decides to switch to Italian, then, as he's far more fluent with that language than he is with Latin, plus it will make it easier for Al to understand due to how close the two are. "Stupendo...meraviglioso...amore mio..." -# "Gorgeous...wonderful...my love..." Each word is accentuated with a soft kiss to the bassist's skin as he leans down again, warming the lube on his fingers before he gently massages over his entrance, letting him get used to the feeling. "Rilassati per me, tesoro mio. Lascia che mi prenda cura di te." -# "Relax for me, my darling. Let me take care of you."

@Axiro {Tav: Alestan} - PING