@POVERTYMADE -- Dottore would light things on fire...lots of smoke, but this kind was good because it was from Saorian.
"...chocolate..." His thoughts wandered.
@POVERTYMADE He whined at the other's response. Clothes were so useless!
When his love grabbed the pipe, Dotti leaned in with curiosity, positioning himself on the other's lap. He watched the smoke rise into the air, a thin finger reaching up to try to touch it. It reminded him of when--
@POVERTYMADE Dotti nodded, eyes fluttering closed with a content sigh. He was so lucky to have Saorian.
After some time, he pulled out and sat on his knees next to his love, watching him curiously. They were both a mess, but Dotti liked it that way.
"No clothes. Ever."
@POVERTYMADE As the other came, Dotti bit down hard on Saorian's shoulder, moan muffled by skin, heart racing far more than it should.
Goosebumps formed on his arms and his toes curled when his love whispered that to him.
"I love you," he replied quietly, pressing into the other.
@POVERTYMADE His hand worked along the other's length, exploring it, pinky finger daring to dip into the slit on its head.
Dotti giggled and stared down at his beautiful Saorian, so perfectly laid there for him. With a few more thrusts he gasped, lips hungrily taking the other's as his --
@POVERTYMADE -- he whispered lowly in his love's ear. He whimpered before slowing again, not wanting to release without Saorian's permission.
One hand moved between them, finding the other's most sensitive area, fingers teasing.
@POVERTYMADE He arched into the other, almost as if stretching before he made a sudden movement, flipping their positions and pressing Saorian into the blankets.
Dotti moved, fucking hard into the other without much restraint. He had been trying to hold it all in, but he couldn't. "Mine,"--
@POVERTYMADE -- and he desperately wanted release, that familiar feeling building in his stomach. "Think I have to—!"
He shook his head and buried his face in Saorian's shoulder, sharp teeth biting down, tongue gliding in circles on his love's skin.
@POVERTYMADE A shiver of pleasure burst through him when Saorian picked up the speed and moved to kiss him hungrily.
Dotti kissed back with just as much passion, arms snaking around the other, pulling him as close as possible, nails digging into skin.
He felt swollen inside the other --
@POVERTYMADE -- nipples. He squeezed them and then tried to sit up, but was so overcome with pleasure that he collapsed back down onto the pillows.
"More," he begged.
@POVERTYMADE Dotti's eyes fluttered closed, a gasp escaping when Saorian dropped onto him. "Mmhm-" His hand felt the other's stomach, pressing down, creating pressure there.
With eyes still closed, he focused on the sound of their labored breathing as his fingers wandered up to his love's--
@POVERTYMADE He stared at the lace, the beauty of Saorian's skin, the way the dim light flickered off of him.
Dotti bit down on his own lip in anticipation, the pleasure of being called a 'good boy' caused him to feel warm and fuzzy.
His lips parted with a moan as Saorian slid onto him --
@POVERTYMADE He whimpered when the other straddled him and Dotti bucked his hips upwards in response, eyes shutting tightly before opening widely again.
Dotti's fingers moved through Saorian's hair, his breath shaky.
"I want...need you." He said before remembering the manners --