For Athelstan

[hot_water]

[OOC: From here.]

Tahno leads Athelstan up to his sumptuous purple and black suite, kissing him whenever he can. He sets the melon on the entryway catch all table, slipping a hand under Athelstan's tunic and suckling on his neck once the door is shut.

Comments

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan relaxes instantly as soon as the door is shut and they're in private, setting down the glasses on the same table so he can give all his attention to Tahno. His head rolls to one side as Tahno's mouth touches his neck, giving him full access.

[hot_water]

Tahno nips and bites, drawing his tongue up and down the sensitive skin of his neck as an apology for the sting. He sneaks his hand up Athestan's shirt, brushing his fingertips over his chest and nipples, and down again over his stomach.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan moans softly at the bites and touches, adrenaline still not out of his system and heightening the sensation. His hands slip under Tahno's shirt in turn, seeking out warm skin.

[hot_water]

Tahno kisses his way up to his jawline and back to his ear, nibbling the lobe. He traces his tongue around the shell, and then presses a kiss to the spot behind Athelstan's ear, meeting the jaw.

He undoes the drawstrings at the top of his tunic and holds the hem, glancing for permission to take it off over his head.

[athelstanthescribe]

"Yes", he murmurs, raising his arms to make it easier. "And then yours."

[hot_water]

"Sure," Tahno whispers, his smile easy. He slips the tunic off of Athelstan, careful around his head, and the tosses it aside on the entryway table. He takes his time with his own shirt, running his fingers along his waist and before untucking his clothes, shaking his hips as he reveals pale flesh and firm muscle. He smirks as the shirt passes his head and hair, and he flexes playfully.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan watches this display with a hungry gaze, then steps forward to run his hands over Tahno's skin again, appreciating his athlete's build.

"Is it winter in your home?"

[hot_water]

"It is," Tahno drawls, and tangles his fingers in Athelstan's hair as he nips his ear. "Good guess. Why do ya ask?"

[athelstanthescribe]

"You're very pale." He dips his head to run his lips over Tahno's throat. "As if you haven't seen the sun for a while."

[hot_water]

Tahno laughs at that, which is cut off by a hiss as Athelstan presses his mouth to his throat. "Nah, that's just how I am," he explains, scratching Athelstan's scalp. "And I kinda don't wake up in the mornings, either. Creature of the night, and all."

The waterbender tweaks the former monk's ear with his fingers, and then traces over the shell with his tongue.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan hums in pleasure and turns his head a little to the side, letting Tahno do what he likes.

"But aren't your competitions in the day?"

[hot_water]

Tahno licks his way up and down his neck and over his ear, pressing lingering kisses on his jawline. He bites and suckles on the lobe, cradling his head in his hands.

"They're in an indoor arena, and we wear uniforms that cover us from head to toe," he explain between nibbles.

[athelstanthescribe]

"Ah, I see." He seems to lose interest in talking for a moment, focusing on Tahno's skin under his mouth. Then, "Close-fitting uniforms, I hope."

[hot_water]

Tahno approves of Athelstan's interest in applying his mouth to his skin. He bites his neck again, freezing the skin with his icy lips and warming it up again with his tongue. "Oh, yeah! They're loose enough to move in but tight enough to show off."

[athelstanthescribe]

He gasps at the sensations Tahno is providing, and takes an unconscious step towards the bed.

"They sound... ideal."

[hot_water]

Tahno laughs softly, steeping towards the bedroom with him. He grasps Athelstan's hand and kisses his fingers before leading him to the bed.

"They're pretty nice, yeah, but I prefer bein' naked," he admits, looking over Athelstan's form. Tahno smirks lightly, clearly approving, and nibble on his collarbone, his hand sliding to the small of his back to push their hips together.

[athelstanthescribe]

"Perhaps you should - " He gasps softly, not resisting in the slightest. " - should suggest that to your employers. Just to see their faces."

[hot_water]

Tahno's chuckle is louder. Warmer. He shakes his head. "I brt I could get some of them to go for it," he drawls, his grin just this side of salacious. "I've done nude modeling before, but never in connection to probendin'."

He drops to his knees, busying his mouth in a way other than talking.

[athelstanthescribe]

And Athelstan forgets all about talking as well, although he's not silent as Tahno - proves his skill.

[hot_water]

When they're done, Tahno nips Athelstan's hip and stands slowly. His pale eyes burn with lust as he watches the former monk, and his smile is incredibly cocky. "How're ya doing?" he rumbles, his voice soft and husky.

[athelstanthescribe]

"Wonderful", he says, a little dazed, and pulls Tahno closer to kiss him.

[hot_water]

Tahno kisses him greedily, hungrily, cupping his ass. He cranes his neck and parts his lips for Athelstan, running his tongue across the seam of his mouth eagerly.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan's lips part against Tahno's as the kiss deepens, his hands roaming eagerly over Tahno's chest and belly.

Gradually, he backs up until his knees come up against the side of the bed.

[hot_water]

Tahno's kiss continues fast and fierce, drinking Athelstan in. The waterbender slips his own pants off with a hand, and gently pushes Athelstan onto the bed with the other. Hr follows, his lips taking his.

[athelstanthescribe]

He lets himself fall loosely, landing on the softness of the bed without letting Tahno go. The kiss continues until he has to break away for air, and then the break is only a short one.