private PSL
Dec. 12th, 2022 10:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
srsbznss[Part of the problem with being a financial advisor, Ali realized, was that it meant he had to work. And it wasn't even the fun kinds of 'work' like stacking coins and sorting them by the quality of their gold or silver, oh no. The king had made it quite clear that any coin-counting was to be done only when requested, or outside of working hours. No, Ali had to do things like read and fill out paperwork, or run analytics on tax revenue and what kind of surplus or expenditures there were in the quarter. Or, at the very least, he had to assign all of that work to one of his several secretaries. After all, he at to at least keep up the appearances of being a financial advisor, and over the last few decades he had gotten pretty good at that. It wasn't impossible, but it also wasn't nearly as fun as counting coins.
Of course, he would get odd looks if he just sat around counting coins all day. To anyone else looking in, they did not see the fearsome dragon Aligrezoph, guardian of the kingdom's treasury. They saw Ali, a normal- albeit quirky- man who kept a very small social circle in the finance department and spent most of his days trying to keep expenditures to a minimum while saving up as much as he could. All for the kingdom's benefit, of course. It totally wasn't so there would be an even bigger pile of coins for Ali to count on his breaks.
Indeed, most who looked at Ali would just see an average-looking man. shoulder-length black hair tied back with a black ribbon, piercing blue eyes, a perpetual frown stuck on his face in most situations. A lean body that was more built for flexibility and speed than strength, and a very simple style of dress in neutral colors. He looked every bit like a stuffy accountant, though Ali would argue that he wasn't really THAT stuffy. He was just comfortable with the form!
He also would not talk about his other form under any circumstances.
On that day, Ali had an armful of expense reports with him. There was to be a meeting, and he had stayed up all night with two of his secretaries preparing these reports. With the midsummer festival coming up, the festivities had to be decided upon and paid for. And, as usual, Ali wanted to keep the expenses as low as possible. For the good of the kingdom, of course. Ultimately his team had prepared a few possible expense reports, with varying amounts spent on decorations, hiring out staff, and paying guards for keeping the peace. Any one of his plans would be acceptable, but Ali was sure that someone would complain. There was always someone who complained and called him a 'coin-pinching cheapskate', but those complaints had picked up more in recent years. Already Ali was annoyed just from the thought of the argument that would happen that day when he butted heads with a certain other advisor. Sparks would fly as usual, and these weren't the good kind of sparks.
But Ali was willing to give it a chance. As people arrived at the meeting- a meeting between the king and his dozen or so advisors in the various ways of running the kingdom- Ali worked to lay out one set of expense reports at each desk. It was only two pages of paper per table spot, so hopefully everyone liked to read!
Of course, when Ali passed a certain advisor, he had to fight the urge to make a snide comment. Instead, he just held out the two-page document to him, trying not to show too much contempt when he spoke.]
Do take care of those papers, will you? My staff stayed up all night finishing them.
[He was a dragon in hiding, not a snake in hiding, but his words still had bite to them.]
Of course, he would get odd looks if he just sat around counting coins all day. To anyone else looking in, they did not see the fearsome dragon Aligrezoph, guardian of the kingdom's treasury. They saw Ali, a normal- albeit quirky- man who kept a very small social circle in the finance department and spent most of his days trying to keep expenditures to a minimum while saving up as much as he could. All for the kingdom's benefit, of course. It totally wasn't so there would be an even bigger pile of coins for Ali to count on his breaks.
Indeed, most who looked at Ali would just see an average-looking man. shoulder-length black hair tied back with a black ribbon, piercing blue eyes, a perpetual frown stuck on his face in most situations. A lean body that was more built for flexibility and speed than strength, and a very simple style of dress in neutral colors. He looked every bit like a stuffy accountant, though Ali would argue that he wasn't really THAT stuffy. He was just comfortable with the form!
He also would not talk about his other form under any circumstances.
On that day, Ali had an armful of expense reports with him. There was to be a meeting, and he had stayed up all night with two of his secretaries preparing these reports. With the midsummer festival coming up, the festivities had to be decided upon and paid for. And, as usual, Ali wanted to keep the expenses as low as possible. For the good of the kingdom, of course. Ultimately his team had prepared a few possible expense reports, with varying amounts spent on decorations, hiring out staff, and paying guards for keeping the peace. Any one of his plans would be acceptable, but Ali was sure that someone would complain. There was always someone who complained and called him a 'coin-pinching cheapskate', but those complaints had picked up more in recent years. Already Ali was annoyed just from the thought of the argument that would happen that day when he butted heads with a certain other advisor. Sparks would fly as usual, and these weren't the good kind of sparks.
But Ali was willing to give it a chance. As people arrived at the meeting- a meeting between the king and his dozen or so advisors in the various ways of running the kingdom- Ali worked to lay out one set of expense reports at each desk. It was only two pages of paper per table spot, so hopefully everyone liked to read!
Of course, when Ali passed a certain advisor, he had to fight the urge to make a snide comment. Instead, he just held out the two-page document to him, trying not to show too much contempt when he spoke.]
Do take care of those papers, will you? My staff stayed up all night finishing them.
[He was a dragon in hiding, not a snake in hiding, but his words still had bite to them.]
no subject
Date: 2023-02-10 05:10 am (UTC)All while he's admiring Ali in turn. The way the dragon looks at him... he's going to yearn for that look at all hours. How frightful that is, that kind of longing for another person. Concord feels that filling his up his stomach, his heart, he worries it's going to be too much. He's not really had feelings like this before...
He's probably overthinking it. He does that, after all, silently running through too many options, too many plans of attack. The sensation of bottoming out of Ali's cock frees his mind up some. Damn... that fills him up, too. A thought as lewd as that should push away those pesky, deeper feelings for a while.]
Every... bit of you. I am... not too heavy, right? [he asks with genuine concern, not a dig at Ali, for once. Concord wouldn't want to mess this up putting too much weight down on his companion. He wants Ali comfortable and pleased, so he keeps looking at him that intoxicating way.]
no subject
Date: 2023-02-10 12:54 pm (UTC)[It's said with a touch of amusement, a hint of a smile on Ali's lips. Really, he thinks he's being quite vocal today. Fortunately he's not pinned down too heavily for comfort, Concord does weigh more but the weight on top of Ali feels more securing than anything. And fuck, Concord looks far too hot like this to tell him to move. Seeing how that taut skin moves with each roll of their hips is mesmerizing.
Ali lets go of Concord's hips, but it's in favor of letting his hands slide up and around, smoothing their way over Concord's chest. One of his thumbs flicks over a nipple, teasing Concord just a bit. And in the meantime, Ali keeps rocking himself up into Concord to match Concord's timing, but his own movements are shallow. He's letting Concord do the brunt of the work here, while moving just enough to keep things tantalizing. His gaze drifts down to Concord's cock for a moment, and he debates teasing Concord as much as he had been teased earlier. Would that be too much like this? He has to consider that.
He has to tease, though, even if it's said between quick breaths and pleased groans. He wants to watch Concord squirm in delight.]
I bet you're going to think of this at the worst possible times. How are you going to make it through a meeting without fantasizing about being bent over that table?
no subject
Date: 2023-02-11 03:40 am (UTC)Each heavy breath Concord takes in only fills Ali's hands further. Never would have Concord thought he'd find pleasure having his pecs groped, yet here he is. He wants Ali to grip and flick and grope at him. All that built up muscle was for practical survival, not vanity... then here Ali changes that, makes Concord grateful his human form was so built because it's so pleasing to be played with like this.
He can compose himself a bit to tease back, squiring though he may be himself. Yes, he'd be thinking about this. He'd been thinking about all this. Ever night that week he probably stroked off just to get by. He won't want to settle for that now that he knows this could be what he's getting off to, instead]
Telling on yourself, Ali? You would be thinking just the same... you lack the stern expression I have. People would be able to read your face...
no subject
Date: 2023-02-12 05:20 am (UTC)[It's true, the line between 'annoying' and 'sexy' is very blurred when it comes to them. Anyone who doesn't already know how quickly they can go from arguing to making out won't ever suspect them of fantasizing about the latter.
Ali splays his hands out over Concord's chest, pressing against the muscle there. He loves feeling every twitch and contraction between his fingertips, Concord has to be showing off a bit just for him. Or at least, that's what Ali thinks. Concord is a feast for the eyes, and he has every right to show off.]
But you're going to be sitting there, reminded of how much you like this- [As he says 'this' he thrusts his hips upward, bucking into Concord deeply on purpose.] -and you'll be rock-hard under that table. Will you even manage to keep your hands off of yourself until the meeting is over? Or will we need a recess so I can suck you off in a side room?
[Ali will absolutely cringe later at how dirty he's talking right now. But when he's not thinking too deeply about things, it's easier to be horny with his words.]
no subject
Date: 2023-02-12 06:09 am (UTC)Speaking of, that is cascading down his naked back currently. Part of him wants to pull it forward, over one shoulder, but he's enjoying Ali's hands on his chest too much. Every knead of his round pecs and flick of a nipple makes him shiver. If he tosses forward his braid, he's sure that will tempt Ali to grab at it. Ah, if that gets tugged forward, while's riding Ali's cock, he knows he'll cum too quickly. Best to leave it where it is, even if it's tickling down his spine.
At this point, he's found a steady rhythm to the roll of his hips. Ali's cock is so stiff and presses into him just right. Not to mention the dirty talk, Concord feels his cock throb between his legs at is bobs in the open air, dripping precum. He'd long know Ali is a talker, but hearing him like this is new... exciting, mostly.]
You want to do that, huh? Take me into your mouth?
no subject
Date: 2023-02-14 03:55 am (UTC)Among other things. Anything to hear you go hoarse.
[One of his hands returns to Concord's hip, holding him there firmly. But the other sneaks between Concord's legs, and he wraps his fingers around the hard shaft there, pumping his hand in time to the rock of their hips. He might not make Concord scream that much tonight, but it's a goal for later. As they get better at this, he's going to work at driving Concord crazy, over and over again. And his first attempt is going to be this double-assault of rolling into Concord while stroking him.]
no subject
Date: 2023-02-18 01:55 am (UTC)Go.... easy. I do not want to come just... yet... [he does sound rather hoarse, it's true. He meets his hips down as Ali pushes upward him. Swaying away pushes him forward into that warm, slick grasp. It all feels so good, he worries he's not giving back as much as he's getting. Does showing off so much count?]
I want this to last.
no subject
Date: 2023-02-18 03:18 am (UTC)Can't last despite all of this?
[It's alight bit of teasing, but Ali does slow down his strokes in response, and he lets his hips rest on the bed once more. When Concord is ready, he can pound deep into him and pull that orgasm right out. For now though, he'll keep his touch light and teasing to pick away at Concord's resolve.]
You might have to stay all night at this rate, if you plan to ride me for so long.
[He does not mind this idea one bit. They can cuddle up and actually get some sleep in a couple hours, after they've had their fun.]
no subject
Date: 2023-02-18 10:05 pm (UTC)The new angle is as intoxicating as the last, but he can take it slow, not overwhelm himself. Holding back is better than he anticipated, the burn of effort to keep moving is satisfying the way a long and challenging work out is.]
Is that an invitation, Ali? People will... talk. [which is something Concord is caring less and less about by the moment. How could he do something like this with Ali, but find it embarrassing to be seen as. Well. What? An item? Lovers? It is strange to consider what they are at this moment. Still rivals, just with this kind of tension and tenderness overlapping? It's too confusing for Concord, he's not good at this stuff, much too straightforward]
no subject
Date: 2023-02-19 03:59 am (UTC)It's the night of a festival, Concord. Everyone's going to be sleeping in tomorrow morning. Nobody will even notice you sneaking back into the barracks at sunrise. Half of your men will probably be waking up in other beds that morning anyway.
[Such is the way of human life: festivals invite confirmations of strong feelings, which lead to newborns nine months later. There's a reason why so many people in this country have birthdays in April.
With his hand still on Concord's hip, he starts to massage the muscle there. His legs must be feeling tight already, aren't they? Ali wouldn't want Concord to lose steam before he finished.]
If you need to, we can move again.
[To what position, Ali doesn't know. But muscle cramps are probably a bad idea during sex.]
no subject
Date: 2023-02-22 02:36 am (UTC)He's enthusiastically riding Ali's cock, after all. The slow grind is pleasing, but he wonders if it's not very pleasurable to the dragon, if he's suggesting a swap of positions. Concord picks up his pace some, bouncing a bit harder on the man, working up to steadier rhythm. Hoping, of course, it makes Ali squirm some. He squeezes his legs and ass some just to tease further]
You are not bored already.
no subject
Date: 2023-02-23 03:58 am (UTC)[How could he be bored like this? It's not every day that he gets to enjoy having an attractive man ride him and make his heart flutter. That last part is not an admission of any kind, by the way, he's going to attribute that feeling to the fact that he's trying to hold off his orgasm. Yeah, that's exactly it.]
It would be a shame for your legs to cramp up, that's all. Unless you're strong enough to-
[Ali's goading is cut off by a low groan as Concord squeezes him just right. Fuck, this feels good. Ali picks up the pace as well, thrusting up into Concord and pumping his hand faster. Concord might want to drag it out, but Ali is going to make him come undone in his hands.]
Concord...
[The name comes out as a moan too, pitched high enough to be heard over the slap of skin on skin.]
no subject
Date: 2023-02-25 07:31 pm (UTC)It's clear from his escalating pace and raw expression that he's very close, just won't admit it. If he says as much, that seals his fate, doesn't it? If he holds back, he can outlast Ali, or so he can pretend until the last moment. All he has to say now is thoughtless chants of that sweet, shortened name, unable to form the whole of it in a fever pitch]
Ali..! Ali!
no subject
Date: 2023-02-26 05:44 am (UTC)He sees the way Concord is speeding up, and he knows it won't be much longer. He keeps a firm hand on Concord's dick, intending to stroke him all the way to completion. As fun as it would be to suck Concord off here, he cannot bent that much. That will have to happen another day.
Ali can feel lightning bolts of pleasure shooting up his spine though, and he knows he's so close. He can't tell who will come first, but at this point he can't control it anyway so he just grips Concord's hip firmly as he pounds up into the man.]
Concord!
[And then his vision flashes white as he spills over, filling Concord with his seed for the second time that night.]
no subject
Date: 2023-02-26 05:07 pm (UTC)His legs do finally tire and he loses some balance briefly, tipping slightly back to catch himself with a locked upright arm, palm down against the sheets. It arcs he back all the more as he remains tall, but seated flat down on Ali's now pumping cock, coming inside him again. Concord's chin lifts upward, adams apple bobbing, and he cannot hold back his own orgasm in turn. His own cock twitches heavily in Ali's grip before come rushes out, shooting hot ropes onto waiting fingers. Fingers which continue to milk him of more and more ecstasy, his hips writhing and jolting in place, held by his own weight down onto Ali's dick deep inside him.]
Aah... Ali... [there's a smile to his voice, squirming at the touch] Stop, stop... you wrung me dry... [those hands are dangerous, he's never going to look at them to same again. How much pleasure they're capable of pulling out of him, to the point he's whining out for mercy... all while delighted by it, in a haze of afterglow and sensitivity.]
no subject
Date: 2023-03-12 11:10 pm (UTC)[Ali can feel the gears in his brain turning, trying to make some kind of sly comment about filling Concord up, but his body feels limp and he can't string a sentence together at this moment. He does let go of Concord's dick though, once he's sure Concord has nothing left in him. Ali signs, and his arms flop down onto the bed next to him.
They're a mess, and they need a bath and to wash the sheets. But it's fine for now, that can happen later. He chases away the pedantic part of his mind that keeps saying this will be harder to clean up if he waits.
Instead, he pats a spot on the bed right next to him, wordlessly inviting Concord to lay down. He wants to lay together for a bit now, even if their positioning means they'll have to unjoin to do it. Ali is a lot more complacent after an orgasm, it seems.]
no subject
Date: 2023-03-13 01:35 am (UTC)[Concord remains slack overtop Ali, barely holding himself up. His chest bobs heavily as he pants and catches his breath. He can feel the sweat beading down his skin, trailing down over his pecs, between his now burning abdominal muscles, along his inner thighs. He feels the wetness inside him, too, Ali's cum sure to leak out of him when he pulls away. It should be humiliating, but it just excited him further, makes him feel marked. Not owned, but claimed, maybe... He would let Ali call him his...
Wait, that's thinking a bit dangerously, isn't it? He grunts to move, following Ali's guiding direction. Concord tilts and lets himself fall forward again. While he only intended to move off the dragon's now softening cock, he ends up collapsed in close. As if he'd intended it all along, he leans in to kiss Ali's lips again. It's an impulsive kiss, but well worth savoring while they're still joined.
He separates that kiss as he lifts himself from Ali's lap, slipping off his dick with a light wince. Not from pain, but the embarrassing lewdness and messiness. His ass and legs feel soaked. He angles to land on his side next to Ali, where he was directed. one arm pulls beneath a pillow to rest himself down on, the other arm is lazily left draped over Ali's front, unconsciously petting him with a thumb.
Seemingly in a daze, he asks an... all together very silly question, foggy from the still lingering pleasure and just how affection saturated he feels emotionally. He wants to look at and touch Ali the whole evening more.]
Why have we not... done this before?
no subject
Date: 2023-03-13 01:51 am (UTC)Surprisingly, Ali is indeed a cuddler. Dragons are normally solitary creatures, outside of mating season, so this behavior from him might be surprising. But maybe living as a human for the last twenty years has addled his brain a bit. His body feels warm as he scoots just a little bit closer to Concord, reveling in the feeling of being so close to someone else.
At the question, he snorts in amusement.]
You're bull-headed and I'm stubborn to a fault. If you had told me even a month ago we would be doing this I would have laughed you out of the court.
[They mix like oil and water, but there's a saying about how opposites attract, isn't there? Because even if it's unexpected, Ali doesn't regret it. Concord drives him up a wall half the time, but something about the man makes his chest feel warm.]
no subject
Date: 2023-03-13 03:18 am (UTC)He wedges his downward beneath Ali's pillow, allowing him to lay down against his bicep of the crook of his elbow with a layer of feathery down overtop for further comfort. The arm that was hanging over Ali hooks around his back and pulls him in to hold close. Ali's warm and slender body fits just right up against him, pressing into his scar in a way he finds comforting.]
I imagine so... yes... [what a shame that is, he considers saying, but that is also a silly thought. It also sounds a bit like he's blaming Ali for this taking so long, when he's at the least equal part of causing their longstanding rift. Better to not focus on what could have been. So much is, now.]
Glad we figured it out. I did not know I wanted companionship like this so much. [proved himself wrong on that one]
no subject
Date: 2023-03-21 11:13 pm (UTC)He listens to Concords words, and then he snorts at them. They'd had a conversation barely a week ago, hadn't they? Ali remembers how hard it had been for Concord to come up with some kind of compensation for his extra hours of work, only to come up with 'companionship' at the end. He still finds that amusing.]
We'll have to figure out what to do from here. We can't just make out every time we argue over something. Sometimes other people are involved in those arguments, they'll get uncomfortable.
no subject
Date: 2023-03-26 05:16 pm (UTC)Not that Concord is in a rush. He wouldn't admit it, but being so full of Ali's release is strangely thrilling, despite how calmed down they've gotten. A reminder of what they did, definitely.
He moves that hand to Ali's chest, rubbing the skin there with his broad, calloused palm with idle affection]
We can, it just cannot be then and there. I am not one for an audience. [as always, it's difficult to clock if Concord is joking or quite serious.]
OH NO I THOUGHT I HAD REPLIED ALREADY I'm so sorry
Date: 2023-04-07 01:08 am (UTC)He does not move to do that yet though. He's just considering it as he answers Concord with a very serious tone, like he missed Concord's joking.]
Well, we agree on 'no audiences' at least. That's a start.
[It might be a surprise to hear that coming from Ali though. Dragons traditionally pick mates with intricate flights in the sky, where the king and everyone else can see. Ali is nothing like that though, his affections are to be kept private. For Reasons.
He jumps slightly when he feels Concord touch his chest, but it's gentle enough to not stir any reactions in his exhausted body quite yet. It is quite intimate though, and it surprises Ali. Both because he had never seen Concord as affectionate before this past week, and because he thought his body would be too sensitive for this by now. Maybe he does have the stamina to keep up with a stallion.]
But I suppose this makes us lifemates now, doesn't it?
[Concord had said that before. Lifemates.
Dragons, in general, do not have lifemates. They can pick the same partner multiple times during different mating cycles, or they can pick all different ones. But sticking with one for life is unheard of. Ali is an odd dragon though, and it's not like anyone else would ever be interested in him during a mating cycle, so he could get used to this lifemates thing. As long as he doesn't have to be sappy in public.]
NO WORRIES I have been wicked busy myself!!
Date: 2023-04-08 05:04 pm (UTC)Concord's expression shifts a few times. Surprise, outrage, consideration, rejection, reconsideration, surprise again- it's more expressive in short order than Ali has seen him across most full days, weeks even. He's a stoic sort, so all the rapid, quiet shifting of emotion across his face is a lot to take in.
His brows finally crumple a bit upset, looking to Ali]
..... are you making fun of me? [that's got to be it, right? He just overthought a whole life together with Ali and ended on that sounds nice, but it gets pulled out from under him considering the dragon is probably just messing with him.
Concord looks a bit disappointed, rather than angry.]
no subject
Date: 2023-04-08 06:12 pm (UTC)To be fair, what he had been expecting is entirely unrealistic anyway. Concord is probably not the type to happily jump at the question of being lifemates and going "oh yes, please, yes!" Ali's mental image of what would happen has betrayed him.
But now that he knows he's wrong, he's left wondering what else he's been wrong about.]
Nnnnnnno?
[He draws out the word and sounds unsure of himself there. He knows this whole 'lifemate' thing means a lot to Concord, and as much as he likes teasing the stubborn mule he wouldn't tease about something like this.]
no subject
Date: 2023-04-08 06:25 pm (UTC)[an important distinction!]
(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:cw: mentions of coercive breeding practices
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From: