realpolitik | Leon Magnus | Stahn Aileron

[unfair.

though even as leon tries to make it difficult, stahn is still going to fumble around until he finds the skin on his back beneath his shirt...

for what, though? who knows.

leon is definitely doing a good job of keeping him off-balance. the kisses and the strokes in tandem are a lot to deal with, especially when those kisses being so heartfelt. it's hard for him to hold back the sounds—even when it seems like stahn is trying so hard not to be any louder about things (is that adding to the challenge?), he seems to be choking them back because everything feels so good.

the only reason his throat isn't dry is because of leon's kisses—leon has all of his attention just as he has all of leon's.

it's good.

it feels good, and the way his hips continue to thrust into the movements, the way his back arches and he can hardly keeps his legs still seems to indicate all that just fine. his fingers are digging into leon's back and right into his mouth, he's moaning that true name once again.

he wants to make leon feel good too, but when he's in this position, all he can do is follow the lead given—which doesn't allow for any control at all.]

[Usually, Leon would be a lot more wiling to let up. Usually he'd be willing to allow for that shift in power, just as they'd had the night before--but he doesn't this time, because this time, his goal is clear and obvious.

He needs to make sure that Stahn has no time to think of anything else.

He has to make sure that Stahn's mind is filled with nothing but pleasure--that he can think about nothing but the feeling of Leon's hands on him, the way that Leon tastes, and the words Leon said before, because Leon firmly intends to never have to have Stahn question whether or not he's good enough ever again.

He's still fiercely unhappy that that even crossed Stahn's mind--but for now, he focuses on channeling that energy into something productive, continuing to press into those kisses and slam into new ones, insistent and certain. Stahn's fingers on his back feel good, but it's not enough to sway Leon from his single-minded focus. And Stahn moaning his name is enough to send a shiver down his spine, but it's all the more reason to be successful in this.

On the other hand, when he's in control like this, he has more of a chance to explore Stahn's body as well. The night before he'd been too overwhelmed by everything that had been happening, but now he's far more in control of both the situation and himself, and so it's rather calculated as his free hand slides down Stahn's cheek and to his jaw and neck and chest, slowly sliding down his body, exploring the skin that's all there and waiting to be touched.

Honestly? Leon's finding that he rather likes this, if in a very different way from how he'd enjoyed the night before.]

[there are points when stahn has to pull back from those kisses to shudder out ragged breaths; holding on to his composure it getting to be nearly impossible.

he doesn't really want it to be a showing like the night before, where they both lacked the stamina to take the enjoyment to its fullest potential. he wants to embrace every sensation and hold onto it for as long as he can.

but that's difficult.

it's difficult because everything leon does seems to bring him closer to that end. it's his kisses, his exploring hand against his damp skin, it's the other hand finding a sweet spot around him that feels so good—it's almost blinding. where the may normally be words are nothing but pleased sounds and half-finished mumbling of leon's name that get lost in his groans.

he feels good.

he feels almost unbelievably good and if he could think straight, he'd probably be able to discern that it's just as much what's happening as it the fact that it's leon doing it. it's leon exploring his body. it's leon touching him intimately. it's leon kissing him. it's leon being so commanding of his focus, and to have someone love him so much and with that kind of intensity is incredibly powerful in this situation.

stahn isn't thinking about that right now, though.

because he's can't. not when his mind is like a blank, white slate that can't do anything. leon is winning this challenge with his control, and just as leon finds that he likes this in a different way—stahn does as well. he enjoys when they have a balance of power, he enjoys taking the lead and guiding leon through those uncertain moments. he likes making leon feel good and he likes knowing what kind of reactions he can pull from leon's body. at the same token? this is amazing to him. every inch of his body is warm, it tingles with pleasure and he's squirming because there's no way for him to stay still like this.

he's teetering at the edge right now, and the way his body begins to tense in a different way than it has up to now surely has to indicate that much well enough.]

[It's clear, from the way that Stahn squirms to the way that Stahn can't even form his name properly any longer that Leon's succeeding. It's clear from how Stahn gasps and shudders that he's all too absorbed in what Leon's doing, and for Leon... that's incredibly satisfying.

Just like how he is when he receives any other challenge, this was something he threw himself into full-heartedly; he doesn't do things halfway when they're things he's embraced as important, and this is no different. If anything, this is one of the more important challenges he's taken on--not because of the hand job, which Leon can vaguely acknowledge is just a representation of something bigger--but because of the way that this is honestly an extension of what's most important right now.

It's a demonstration of how much Leon truly loves Stahn, and while it's maybe not something that has crossed his mind in as many words, he knows it nonetheless. Physical intimacy is something they stumbled upon together, which makes it easier for Leon to throw himself into it completely and totally, using it as a stand in for how incapable he is even now at saying that he loves Stahn.

And that's why his movements don't slow. That's why his hand seeks out those sweet spots and tender places, committing them to memory even as he does. That's why Leon's next kiss lingers, eyes sliding half-shut, lips pressed to Stahn's tenderly and lovingly instead of fiercely or with any sort of desperation--

Because he loves Stahn.

And right now, this is how he's found it's easier for him to show it: with a hand wrapped around Stahn, providing all of the friction that he needs to push him over the edge, with a hand exploring Stahn's body with enthusiasm and certain touches, and with his lips pressed ever-so-gently to Stahn's, lovingly.]

[and that's it for stahn, really.

leon seems to have it down—all the ways in which to make stahn feel at his best. it's not just the placement of his exploring hands or the way his movements provide just the right amount of friction. it's the fact that there's something so tender about his kisses; it's how they contrast the other motions but express so purely what he feels. it's warm and sensual, it's gentle and yet somehow so distinctly an expression of leon's feelings that it's overwhelming.

it's not as if stahn really ever had any doubts that leon loved him and wanted to be with him—his words had been born from the fact that he felt so lucky to have that from leon when under any logical circumstances, he couldn't have fathomed it. he knows. he knows leon loves him, and he loves leon too... but having it expressed this way makes him feel like he's overflowing.

leon has warmed up a lot since they began to move forward in their relationship; stahn has always noticed the way little by little, leon was willing to open up to him. he noticed when leon would confide in him or grab his hand, when he wouldn't pull away from hugs, when he'd admit his weaknesses and when he started to initiate the small steps of intimacy himself. stahn has never been blind to this, but somehow with the way it's all culminating now? it's a lot. it's a lot for him to handle. leon is so focused on pleasing him and making him feel good and...

stahn really can't deny it anymore as this point. everything has reached that point—and stahn can't hold back anymore. not with the way he's being touched and certainly (or maybe especially) not with the warm kisses that are truly bursting with love. it's like fireworks, the way his whole body tips from the pleasure, fingers digging harder into leon's back as he lets out a final groan, breathed directly against leon's mouth before the tension in his body subsides and he's left completely breathless.

leon definitely wins this round.]

[it's satisfying in a completely different way than the night before had been. Admittedly seeing Stahn go over the edge like that is...well, it's hot, and Leon can't help but acknowledge that. It's something that makes his breathing quicken, that leaves him a little breathless even as he was barely doing anything--

But the rest of him is just really pleased to know that he was able to do this for stahn. It'd always been a concern for Leon that he wouldn't be able to provide properly for Stahn in the physical affection realm; Stahn is an affectionate person, and Leon just...isn't. But Stahn has been so unbearably patient with him, and now...

Now Leon can do this for him, and he's entirely pleased to do so.

The smile that curves his lips slightly is honestly sincerely happy because of it. He wanted to do this and he did, and with Stahn prone on the bed like this, Leon is pretty sure it went really well.

So for a moment, he's affectionate, reaching out with his (clean) hand to brush Stahn's hair from his face, the briefest of lingering moments of sweetness--

And then he's back to being Leon, rolling off of stahn and out of bed to go clean up his hand because he's just fastidious that way. What a romantic. Leaving Stahn in bed alone while he goes to clean up without a word. Amazing.]

[yeah. what a romantic.

for a moment, stahn can't really do anything at all... he's completely breathless and too weak to stand; the pleasure from that experience definitely would leave his legs too weak to even fathom getting up so quickly.

but stahn will be stahn just as leon will be leon, so even though he's still not in a position where he feel ready to move:]

Emiliooooooo.... [he'll just whine, because all of those sweet, loving, tender moments are somewhat shattered in the wake of that climax but leon barely lingering for a minute before getting up and walking away.

way to leave him high and dry in a moment that should have been really sweet and warm. leon definitely still has a lot to learn about romance here.]

[it's not like he can't hear the whining from the bathroom. There's the sound of the faucet as Leon cleans off his hand, and then he quirks an eyebrow at the sound of Stahn's whine.

He sure does have a lot to learn, because he doesn't even see anything wrong with what he did.

Still, a moment later he reappears, hands now clean, and tilts his head vaguely at Stahn even as he wanders back over to sit on the bed.]

What is it now?

[he thought that went pretty well, why are you whining!!!]

[he's whining because he has a reason to whine! of course, the first thing stahn's actually doing is reaching out his hand to tug leon back towards him.]

...You left too soon. [that sure is stahn's complaint right now. and he does sincerely sound disappointed that leon was so quick to get up and walk away after that. he wanted to share a few more kisses and embrace the moment before anything else...

it feels strangely cold to have leon touch him so intimately, to kiss him in such a warm loving way—and then he just gets up and walks away like it's nothing.

yeah, that part feels kind of crappy.]

[O....h??? Leon wasn't actually expecting that at all; he doesn't fight it when Stahn pulls him closer, but he's frowning a little to himself too.

He thought he'd done well, but he actually messed it up at the end....which isn't a good feeling for him either, considering how intent he was on successfully doing this for Stahn.

So, awkwardly and a little stiffly because apologies still don't come naturally to him--]

I...see. I was not aware that that-- rather.

...I will make certain it does not happen again.

[oh.

okay, well.

he didn't want leon to actually feel bad about it. so stahn... well, stahn has to be stahn about things. he pushes himself to sit upright finally, and follows it up by wrapping leon into a hug.]

Everything else... it felt really good. Really good. [he assures, quietly. his voice is warmer and less disappointed—he wants to make sure leon understands fully that everything else was amazing.]

You... I felt what you want to tell me. [that he's worth it, that he's the only one for leon, that this is love.]

...I just wanted more of that. For it... it to not be over so quickly. [he hopes that leon will understand what he means. that the warmth and the feeling of love gets a bit stunted when he just abruptly leaves like that.]

[Well...that admittedly helps. The pride in him wars with the part of him that legitimately is pleased to hear that reassurance; he doesn't like to have to make Stahn reassure him, because he likes to pretend he doesn't need it--

But in this case, he'll take it. Quietly, he nods, because...well, he's pleased. He's pleased that Stahn thought it felt good. He's pleased that Stahn understood what he was getting at.

So he doesn't pull away as Stahn pulls him into a hug, instead just resting his chin on Stahn's shoulder for a moment. And...an almost embarrassed mutter, because he feels like maybe that should've been obvious to him, but it didn't even cross his mind--]

... I will keep that in mind for the next time.

Mm... It'll be fine. Even better, I bet.

[stahn hums quietly, holding leon this way for a moment before trying to guide him to lay down. stahn really wasn't ready to give up on the sweeter sentiment when leon decided to pull away, so he's going to take advantage of it now.

even if he's still undressed with leon is fully clothed. he doesn't want to waste the euphoric feeling. he want to press a kiss to leon's lips—so he does, acting on it and conveying a silent thank you for expressing his love so passionately.

but after that, he'll shift slightly to bring his mouth towards leon's ear, as if to mutter a secret to him.]

I didn't know you'd... be so good at that. [okay, so maybe stahn isn't really done yet here, either. oops.]

[Well.... Leon's not entirely sure about laying back down, and if Stahn hadn't been a total kicked puppy about the getting up and leaving thing, he might've resisted. But she he was a kicked puppy about it... Leon just sighs and goes along with it, allowing Stahn to drag him properly back into bed even though it's getting late in the morning.

Still, the kiss is nice... and he can feel a shiver begin when Stahn brings his mouth to Leon's ear and murmurs--

... ... ... and the shiver dies right there because he's not really super sure how he should take something like that.

"YEAH ME NEITHER" is probably not a viable answer.]

... Yes, well. It is not as though the mechanics of it are particularly difficult.

[Stop taking literally all of the romance out of this moment, Leon.]

There's no need to be so surprised. Naturally I can do anything I put my mind to.

[He says, more awkwardly than with bravado this time.]

[seriously, leon.

this kid needs to learn to work on his pillow talk a bit. though maybe that's fine. for a moment, stahn scrunches his nose—does leon always have to be so clinical about things? how could he have been so sweet and romantic and full of love...

and then flip it around to be to arrogant-sounding, like it was only natural that despite inexperience, he could nail that so easily...

normally, stahn likes that.

he likes leon's confidence.

but right now... it makes everything feel so tempting.]

—Did you feel anything? [maybe it's not too surprising that stahn's next words sound both teasing and challenging. he wants to know, because he had no way of looking or checking for himself at the time.

was leon excited by it? did he feel that same warmth straight to his core? did he want to be touched in return, was he feels stifled by the fact that everything came to an end?

if he did, could stahn fix that?

if he didn't, could stahn make him want it?

it doesn't seem fair that leon got to be the only one in control. it may have been fun, and stahn is unwillingly willing to do things like that again. but he's not the only one who wants to elicit responses. can he make leon groan, grip the sheets, dig his fingers into stahn's skin? could he do that again without doing things as they were last night?

...stahn wants to know. he's as unsure as he is curious, so he's baiting a response right now.]

[... Hm.

He's not sure what Stahn's getting at here, but there's no ignoring the fact that (inwardly), it does give Leon something to think about. Did he feel anything...?

... Of course he did.

The noises Stahn had been making were obscene. The look of Stahn naked on the bed, blissed out and focused on nothing but Leon's actions and words, had been far beyond gratifying, it'd been downright enjoyable.

And, of course, there's always the way that Stahn groaned his name...

Leon breathes out as steadily as he can, and clears his throat.]

Naturally, I... felt something. It is not as though I am incapable of it.

[On the other hand, admitting just how much he felt seeing Stahn like that is not in Leon's plans; he thinks that would be embarrassing.]

I wasn't asking if you were capable.

[he knows leon is capable, because the night before proved that. he wants to know if the position they were in just a few minutes ago was enough for him. he wants to know if leon needs or wants release too.

because... well, frankly, it's what stahn wants right now. rather than shift to kiss leon's lips, he plants a chaste but teasing kiss right at leon's earlobe, hands shifting and moving out of a hug to tease at the waistline of leon's pants.

what stahn says next is completely earnest, but there's little doubting that there's something provacative about it as well.]

I want you to feel good too.

[.................... Oh.

Oh.

That went from 0 to 60 real fast, and Leon blinks as Stahn's hands shift down to the waistline of his pants, face heating up a little despite himself. He clears his throat again, trying not to sound as mildly overwhelmed as he legitimately is, because...well, that hadn't been the point behind this, right? Even if... even if the way Stahn says those words sends a thrill through him, even if part of him is honestly curious as to what Stahn would do, and what Stahn's thinking....

(Even if part of him likes it when Stahn takes charge like this, in his own way.)

... It's still not the point of their morning activities, and after drawing in a somewhat shaky breath, he'll say so.]

I... it is not as though it's necessary. I proved my point, and that...was all that needed to be done.

[... ... .... on the other hand, though, Stahn's hands are awfully tempting, aren't they? Even if Leon's really honestly not sure if he's ready for this, because he's been blindsided--he sincerely wasn't expecting Stahn to just...go for it like this.]

[it's true, stahn is the one taking charge now. leon lit a fire in him this way, and even though there was brief respite when stahn recovered from his own bliss...

he doesn't want to be the only one on the receiving end of a good time. there's nothing stahn wants more than to make leon happy, than to make him feel as good as leon made him feel. so he'll plant kisses from leon's ear and down his jawline until he teases at the lips.

his hands remain in that precarious position too, teasing but not quite touching anything but the lower part of leon's stomach with a touch as featherlight as what leon did to him earlier. he doesn't kiss yet, either.]

That's not true. [he murmurs, fingers still teasing at his skin.] It's not fair if you're the only one who gets all the fun, Leon.

[this time, stahn is the one teasing, deliberately using that name instead. it's necessary, because stahn wants him to feel good. he wants to make leon happy, and he wants to prove his own worth in return. he wants to have a little control since he wasn't allowed any before.

he wants to make leon squirm and writhe with pleasure, he wants to see if he can get leon to say his name in that same manner.

it's times like these when stahn's fiery nature comes out; he's hot-blooded and passionate, and as competitive as he his loving; he'll feel like he's on the losing end of things if they just get on with their day.

(and he'll show leon just what to do when they're finished, so he can ensure he knows for himself how it works.)]

[Leon's ready for the kiss, too. His body reacts immediately, shifting and somewhat pliant with those kisses, tilting his head up for a better angle for that kiss--because he likes them. He likes kissing Stahn, just as Stahn likes kissing him, but instead of pressing their lips together, Stahn just pauses there, and Leon's expression twists every so slightly, lips quirking downwards into a frown.

He's not sure he's about this life, Stahn!!!

Stahn's fingers, though, sure are distracting even so. The skin there is sensitive, unused to being touched even with their activities from the night before, and Leon breathes out a shuddery breath. Hm...

He can honestly not say he's ever heard this tone from Stahn before. Usually, when he's teasing or joking around, it's a lot lighter than this--but there's a legitimate edge to this teasing, a provocative edge that sends Leon's mind right to the gutter.

He swallows, tightly, and when he speaks, his tone is a bit more strained.]

Don't...act as though you didn't want it that way. I was simply responding to your challenge.

[That's all... but this teasing half-in half-out is driving Leon crazy, and he's silent for a moment longer before he just huffs out a short breath, all sharpness and frankness, but an edge of want as well.]

If you have some sort of inclinations of something to do to me, get on with it. I do not intend to spend all day in bed.

[And...well, this is driving him crazy.]

I don't know... If you're just going to demand I do it, it's not as fun.

["get on with it," isn't exactly inviting. of course, stahn doesn't actually have any intention of stopping. but that still doesn't stop him from pulling back a little to pout at leon.

granted, he does hear the edge of desire in stahn's voice, but even at his worst, he can't actually press on without being sure that leon wants this. so maybe the look on his face is a bit quizzical.

he wants to do this.

he wants to make leon feel good, and he wants to try his best to do something different to make him feel even better (though he's still not even sure what yet), but he can't think of letting his hand drift anywhere else without explicit consent.

but still, stahn is now lowering himself a bit so their lips lightly meet, almost pleading.] I want to be able to do the same thing for you. So you can feel as good as I do.

[in the end, stahn is still a sap. much as he would like to be so commanding, to just pin leon to the bed completely, strip him down and touch him everywhere...

leon has to be willing, he can't actually push that boundary again when leon says things so... vague...]

[... Ah.

At any other time, Leon would probably be endeared by Stahn's inability to do anything without explicit consent. It's very Stahn, and it's also very sweet. He's so focused on trying to make sure that Leon has a good time while also not feeling uncomfortable, and it's just...

... Well, it doesn't suit the mood.

Leon had wanted Stahn to take control. The teasing, the provocation--it had all been tantalizing, and now that Stahn's pulling back, being a sap and being so Stahn, Leon can't help the way he snorts under his breath, reaching up with a hand to bury his fingers into Stahn's hair and drag him forcefully into a proper kiss, overcoming the light meeting of their lips with something far more thorough.

At the same time, his free hand slides down to Stahn's still there hovering at the edge of his waistline, and guides it slightly further down.

And when he pulls away from the kiss, tone breathy and hoarse, it's to meet Stahn's eyes with all of the daring he can muster, quirking an eyebrow just as he would in sparring practice when he was trying to get Stahn to take the next step or grow, when he was trying to drag Stahn into having the confidence to try.]

Then show me that you can.

[If that's what Stahn wants--then Leon wants to see it, and now that they've gotten this far? He doesn't really intend to hold back either, and he doesn't want to see Stahn hold back.]

Don't leave me waiting.

[oh.

stahn can't help the way his face goes a little red; he's kind of embarrassed. not at what they're doing, they're too far gone for that—but because he knows leon is challenging him. he's being taunted and goaded.

just like when they spar.

of course, it always worked in sparring. it motivated stahn to better himself so he didn't disappoint leon. and right now? it's much the same. he doesn't want to disappoint leon. he wants to make leon happy and proud, he wants to make him feel good and pleasured and satisfied. so to this challenge, stahn intends to rise up. his teeth tug at leon's lower lip before he kisses him, but instead of his hands moving further down, they rise up—he wants to remove leon's shirt first and foremost, because it's a little less fun to explore leon's body the way he wants to if he's still fully clothed.

if leon doesn't want him to hold back?

he won't.]

Then... I'll do my best. [because stahn can't help but to be modest in his words.

his actions may betray that in a sudden motion that now had stahn straddling leon at the hips, leaning down to kiss him as he tugs up more insistently at the fabric. his hair is everywhere, framing them both and undoubtedly touching at any exposed skin it can find...

if leon wants him to do this, he'll do his best, that's for certain.]

[...Well.

It seems to have worked, Leon thinks--it's hard to be sure with how modest and careful Stahn can be. Still, he'll at least lift his shoulders and arms to make it easier for Stahn to tug his shirt off, and then Leon looks up to meet Stahn's eyes and it's just Stahn's face and a curtain of hair. It strikes him that...this is the first time Stahn's been on top like this, and Leon swallows. Even before they were at this stage, even when it was just straddling or making out or simple kisses, it was always Leon on top.

Even with it just being Stahn, the person he trusts beyond life itself, and the person he loves and accepts into his personal space, it still leaves him feeling a little trapped.

He takes in a slow, shuddering breath between the kisses, and tries to focus only on that. It's ridiculous to feel those leftover fears and urges from before. He knows he's safe here, under Stahn. He has no desire to let those lingering fears compromise their enjoyment of this situation--

Especially not when he was the one to taunt Stahn into this. So, as per how Leon usually deals with his problems, he aggressively tries to ignore it, using the hand buried in Stahn's hair to drag him down into another fierce kiss, trying to focus solely on that, despite how his heart beats just a little too fast at this.]

[stahn doesn't want leon to ignore that or anything else. no, his intent is to make leon's mind go completely white from the pleasure, just as had been done to him. when leon's shirt is removed, stahn is thoughtlessly tossing it on the floor as he kisses leon.

but stahn's not oblivious to the fact that leon is still trying to main some sense of control of the situation.

unacceptable, not when this is something leon is challenging him to. it won't feel like he's figuring this out for himself if leon finds ways to guide him through it. so he pulls back enough to break the proper kiss, but dives back in to suck on leon's lip for a moment before dragging his mouth to leon's ear.]

...I thought it was my turn. [it's almost playful, how he says it. it's an honest statement that's almost childlike...

yet that betrays itself when stahn's dragging his fingers down leon's body, lifting himself up enough to tug leon's pants down just enough to be exposed, and then lowering himself so his body causes just a bare amount of friction against leon's. it lets them be skin to skin, and it's obvious enough that stahn himself is getting excited again just from this alone.

acting this way... it's definitely new, but he wants to meet the challenge that leon set for him—which isn't to be what he normally is. it's not to be soft and affectionate and completely pure in his intentions. it's to go after the desires instead, and though stahn fumbles a bit himself, shuddering a breath against leon's ear that shows his own weakness to this contact, he's going to try and press forward anyway.]

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