[stahn's not really having any of this, quite frankly.
he has the idea that his actions are working, because he can hear the faint groans and feel the shudders of his breath, and it's naturally impossible to miss the way leon's hips thrust and add to the friction his hand is providing.
but the fact that leon is still stringing sentences together—ones that sound so demanding and unsatisfied even with that shaky tone of voice is... baiting in a totally different way. stahn doesn't want to be rushed, and he doesn't want to do a half-assed job because leon is pushing him along. so naturally... this means he has to do just what he does whenever leon motivates by way of being kind of a dick.
get a little more aggressive, of course.
his grip tightens around leon, though even with that added pressure, he seems to be in refusal to increase the pacing of his strokes. it's extremely deliberate, and at the same time, stahn will pull himself up, dragging is mouth to leon's—kissing him hard and deep before biting at leon's lip.]
I'm not done. [he breathes the words against leon's mouth, and his tone is much less soft than it normally would be. he's telling it like it is—he's not finished, and he's not going to rush through it just because leon demands it.
stahn already knows he has to find a way to up the ante, because leon is being so leon about things that a satisfactory conclusion will not be doing what he's doing now.]
Just wait. [he breathes out once more, giving another rough kiss. when he pulls away this time though, his mouth will find leon's neck, sucking at the skin even more possessively than before—it's definitely going to leave a noticeable mark later on, more so than any of the others he's already left.]
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he has the idea that his actions are working, because he can hear the faint groans and feel the shudders of his breath, and it's naturally impossible to miss the way leon's hips thrust and add to the friction his hand is providing.
but the fact that leon is still stringing sentences together—ones that sound so demanding and unsatisfied even with that shaky tone of voice is... baiting in a totally different way. stahn doesn't want to be rushed, and he doesn't want to do a half-assed job because leon is pushing him along. so naturally... this means he has to do just what he does whenever leon motivates by way of being kind of a dick.
get a little more aggressive, of course.
his grip tightens around leon, though even with that added pressure, he seems to be in refusal to increase the pacing of his strokes. it's extremely deliberate, and at the same time, stahn will pull himself up, dragging is mouth to leon's—kissing him hard and deep before biting at leon's lip.]
I'm not done. [he breathes the words against leon's mouth, and his tone is much less soft than it normally would be. he's telling it like it is—he's not finished, and he's not going to rush through it just because leon demands it.
stahn already knows he has to find a way to up the ante, because leon is being so leon about things that a satisfactory conclusion will not be doing what he's doing now.]
Just wait. [he breathes out once more, giving another rough kiss. when he pulls away this time though, his mouth will find leon's neck, sucking at the skin even more possessively than before—it's definitely going to leave a noticeable mark later on, more so than any of the others he's already left.]