[Ali gasping and moaning against him is nothing Concord would have thought was even... possible. All of a sudden, he's hungry for nothing else. He wants Ali to keep making such noises, wants them to ring in his ears so much louder. Not to mention the taste of him, mixing with Concord's. A unicorn will always smell and taste of their home, the land they're supposed to look over. Given the forested nature of the Kingdom, Concord tastes like spring water and moss, fresh and bitter. He would have guessed Ali would taste metallic or smokey, now he knows for sure what it's like.
And he likes it, regardless of what it actually is. He also wants to adjust, considers turning himself and pushing Ali backward onto the lounger to crawl over top him. As he hesitates, Ali again beats him to a better positioning, instead crawling over top him. Concord helps pull him along, moving his hands to each of Ali's hips, holding him down onto his lap firmly. The dragon wasn't very heavy, but his weight pressing into him makes Concord all the more heated.
While he felt an embarrassing jolt of arousal having his hair pulled on, it hadn't actually aroused him physically. Now, with Ali sitting on his lap, hands digging into his shoulders, Concord feels himself growing stiff. His well fit uniform doesn't exactly make it easy to hide, especially because, well, at his stature and being what he is, he's well endowed enough that Ali is sure to notice.
Not that Concord really minds. He just wants to keep moving his lips and tongues against Ali's, groping up his sides and gripping his hipbones]
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Date: 2022-12-24 09:02 pm (UTC)And he likes it, regardless of what it actually is. He also wants to adjust, considers turning himself and pushing Ali backward onto the lounger to crawl over top him. As he hesitates, Ali again beats him to a better positioning, instead crawling over top him. Concord helps pull him along, moving his hands to each of Ali's hips, holding him down onto his lap firmly. The dragon wasn't very heavy, but his weight pressing into him makes Concord all the more heated.
While he felt an embarrassing jolt of arousal having his hair pulled on, it hadn't actually aroused him physically. Now, with Ali sitting on his lap, hands digging into his shoulders, Concord feels himself growing stiff. His well fit uniform doesn't exactly make it easy to hide, especially because, well, at his stature and being what he is, he's well endowed enough that Ali is sure to notice.
Not that Concord really minds. He just wants to keep moving his lips and tongues against Ali's, groping up his sides and gripping his hipbones]