It wouldn't be fun if I gave up right away, would it?
[He murmurs Peter's name when he feels his husband's lips against his. Leo does his best to lean in without the leverage or slack to against the web. He's breathing hard into his mouth. It's a strain to keep it up, to keep his hips still.]
[Leo's fine with the kiss. Tilting his head to fit against Peter easily, practiced and experienced.
But he bites at his husband's lip when he feels that warmth just on the edge there. He yearns to flick his hips up and push further into him. But the webbing has him tight and secure, not able to follow through on the urge.
So instead, he keeps up the case of Peter's mouth, eager and hungry now.]
[The lingering disappointment in himself for breaking character doesn't last much longer, as Leo kisses him hungrily back. Peter is happy to return the attention in kind. He moans openly at the bite, shivering slightly.
He slowly starts sliding more of himself onto his husband's length. Normally, Leo would be holding onto him at this point, but the pace is all Peter's for now.
He only breaks the kiss for air, taking in a quick greedy breath before dipping back in for another kiss.
He takes his sweet time to slide down onto the entirety of his husband's length. Once he's fully there, he's panting quietly.]
Fuck- Fu-Peter- [He's whispering against Peter's lips with feeling, not wanting Peter to pull away. He still wants to taste him, lick inside his mouth while Peter slides onto him. He shivers under his husband as slow as he's going taking him in.
Leo wants to keep kissing him. He wants to thrust up into him, Leo wants to hold him, he wants everything which is exactly against the point of this particular exercise. Peter is in control of this. Peter calls the shots. So Leo does his best to stay perfectly still outside the kiss.]
[Peter just holds still once he has Leo fully buried inside of him. He ends up pressing his forehead against Leo's shoulder again.]
god, Leo- [He means to keep to the act, but he's basking in feeling so full. He moves just enough to carefully balance his arms against Leo as he starts slowly rocking into him.
The web itself is sturdy, but their movement sends a vibration rolling through the tendrils.
He presses a kiss against Leo's lips again, drawing him in for another kiss. ]
[He moans into Peter's mouth. The movement against the web has them buoying a bit, the bounce back rocking Leo into his husband with a little shift of his hips back.
This is perfect. Almost, it's close. But he's trilling in his throat, groaning into the kiss.]
[Peter is whining into the kiss, rocking aggressively into Leo now. He breaks the kiss after a moment to bite at his husband's shoulder. He should keep it slow, just to draw it out more, but he wants to feel Leo come undone. He already knows it won't take much.
He reaches a hand up to pull at the web holding Leo's hands in place. He draws one of them down to lay at his hip.]
[The shout makes Peter shiver openly. He breathes heavily against Leo's shoulder. Knowing he's drawing that reaction from his husband, nearly tipping Leonardo over the edge- it's driving the brunette a little crazy.
He has to relish in the feeling of his husband's hand squeezing at his hip. Without looking, Peter is able to find Leo's other hand, bringing it down. He continues moving into Leo, keeping the same pace even as he shifts back just a little, so he can press his husband's other hand against his cheek for a moment, before he brings the hand properly to his mouth, lightly biting at the digits before popping one in his mouth.]
Oh shit- [His entire body shivers head to toe at the motions, the feeling of Peter shoving himself onto Leo fully, warmth wrapped around him so tightly and still sensitive from before. But then his other hand is being moved and oh. oh. The feeling of teeth against his fingers before Peter's mouth, wet and soft, wrapped around one finger just about gets him.
[Peter pants around Leo's finger, just sucking on it whilst keeping himself moving. Peter is very aware he's going to tip over the proverbial edge, too.
He eventually has to take the finger out of his mouth.
He somehow manages to make his voice sound commanding, even if he's a little breathless at this point.]
[Leo is aching to move, to rut his hips up into him. Feeling that friction against his knot while Peter moves. He's breathless, whining in his throat.]
Almost. [He breathes back, trying to thread the needle on this giving orders thing. He's able to give orders in an official capacity, but this is wildly different.
He presses Leo's hand against his cheek again.]
You're doing so good, you feel so good like this- [He groans as he continues rocking into Leo, moving himself across his husband's length with a practiced ease. The turtle can feel the shift of Peter's muscles under skin where the brunette has left his husband's hand.]
[He can feel it, gripping tight to his husband's hip. Feeling Peter's breath hot against his face, holding his cheek as best he can while they move together. His legs tense, tightening muscles as he's teetering on the edge.]
Peter, please- [A plea it happens, veins fire as heat shoots out of him. Leo bites down on his lip to muffle the moaning cry, the barest hint of his claws digging into Peter's side.]
You're gorgeous, and you're mine. [Later he'll feel a little embarrassed about being possessive like this, but at the moment he's focused on the sound of their bodies meeting, the feeling of the web swaying slightly with their movements, the way he can feel Leo taut under him.]
[Peter presses his face against Leo's hand, just breathing hard as he moves. Logically, he knows he should get off of Leo when he's cumming, but, emotionally, he's just fixated on watching Leo.
He rocks a little harder, riding out his husband's orgasm, before shivering as his own orgasm rolls over him.
[It's so, so much. It's overwhelming and almost a little overstimulating feeling Peter still moving over him after he's emptied out, hot and sweaty and breathless still in his web. He digs his fingers into Peter's hip, just edging to squeezing Peter's ass cheek as he feels Peter finish around him.
It doesn't stop the groan escaping him though. It feels so good-] Peter you feel so good, holy shit.
[Peter laughs a little breathlessly at the traveling hand. Its breaking the command from earlier, but Peter doesn't mind.
He releases Leo's hand still against his cheek to bring it down to the other hip. His rocking has slowed down to something lazy, almost languid.
The brunette raises his hands to touch Leo's face, pulling his mask up a little bit, so the turtle can see him.
He can't help but smile at Leo, his expression blissed out from an orgasm and genuinely just delighted to look at Leo. His dark curls are damp from sweat, sticking to his neck, his cheeks, his forehead.]
Does it look good too-? [A gentle tease on his part.]
[Leo settles both hands at Peter's hips now, squeezing gently as Peter still moves. Riding everything out as his breath tries to catch up with the pulse between his ears.
And then there's light - his mask being pulled up so he can see Peter's face. Leo stares, dumbstruck and in love.]
[Peter slows a little further, just nudging Leo's mask a little further up, so he can see his husband's face. The expression on Leo's face makes the lingering flush on Peter's cheeks deepen slightly.
He leans in to kiss Leo, just basking in the afterglow. He finally slows to a stop but doesn't slide off of Leo just yet.]
[He whispers his husband's name when he finally gets a good look at Peter - the flush of cheeks, the red hitting the tips of his ears. The warmth squeezed in his hands' grasp under his fingertips.
Leo squeezes his hips even tighter when their lips make contact, easy and eager.]
[Peter groans into the kiss at the tighter squeeze. The first thought in his head is how much he just wants to feel Leo's hands on all over him before it drops away. He licks at Leo's lips, trying to deepen the kiss.
He just lets himself lay against Leo, wanting the more direct contact.]
[Feeling Peter pressing flush against him, Leo moves his arms to wrap around him, tugging him close. He bites at Peter's lip, tilting his head up into Peter's orbit a bit.]
[The bite sends a pleased little thrill through the brunette. He presses another kiss against Leo's lips in kind. Only drawing back to just look at him again.
Peter hums lowly back, just smiling at his husband. The expression gentle, warm, more than a little love struck.]
You're perfect too, you have to know that, right-?
[It's not a deflection of the compliment, just a quiet flushed acceptance. A rarity given Peter's tendency to even now side step compliments.
He doesn't want to move, he just wants to lay in the web with Leo, just bask in this moment forever.] You're my everything.
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[He murmurs Peter's name when he feels his husband's lips against his. Leo does his best to lean in without the leverage or slack to against the web. He's breathing hard into his mouth. It's a strain to keep it up, to keep his hips still.]
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He finally takes a little mercy on both of them. He moves back a little, just enough the tip of his husband's member slides into him.]
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But he bites at his husband's lip when he feels that warmth just on the edge there. He yearns to flick his hips up and push further into him. But the webbing has him tight and secure, not able to follow through on the urge.
So instead, he keeps up the case of Peter's mouth, eager and hungry now.]
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He slowly starts sliding more of himself onto his husband's length. Normally, Leo would be holding onto him at this point, but the pace is all Peter's for now.
He only breaks the kiss for air, taking in a quick greedy breath before dipping back in for another kiss.
He takes his sweet time to slide down onto the entirety of his husband's length. Once he's fully there, he's panting quietly.]
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Leo wants to keep kissing him. He wants to thrust up into him, Leo wants to hold him, he wants everything which is exactly against the point of this particular exercise. Peter is in control of this. Peter calls the shots. So Leo does his best to stay perfectly still outside the kiss.]
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god, Leo- [He means to keep to the act, but he's basking in feeling so full. He moves just enough to carefully balance his arms against Leo as he starts slowly rocking into him.
The web itself is sturdy, but their movement sends a vibration rolling through the tendrils.
He presses a kiss against Leo's lips again, drawing him in for another kiss. ]
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This is perfect. Almost, it's close. But he's trilling in his throat, groaning into the kiss.]
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He reaches a hand up to pull at the web holding Leo's hands in place. He draws one of them down to lay at his hip.]
Keep it here.
[That is definitely an order.]
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He has Leo's rapt attention. Once his hand is on Peter's hip, he squeezes it tight. Breathless, quiet:] Yes, sir.
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He has to relish in the feeling of his husband's hand squeezing at his hip. Without looking, Peter is able to find Leo's other hand, bringing it down. He continues moving into Leo, keeping the same pace even as he shifts back just a little, so he can press his husband's other hand against his cheek for a moment, before he brings the hand properly to his mouth, lightly biting at the digits before popping one in his mouth.]
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He's already starting to boil over.] Peter-
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He eventually has to take the finger out of his mouth.
He somehow manages to make his voice sound commanding, even if he's a little breathless at this point.]
Cum, Leo. I want you to cum.
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[Leo is aching to move, to rut his hips up into him. Feeling that friction against his knot while Peter moves. He's breathless, whining in his throat.]
Almost got it.
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He presses Leo's hand against his cheek again.]
You're doing so good, you feel so good like this- [He groans as he continues rocking into Leo, moving himself across his husband's length with a practiced ease. The turtle can feel the shift of Peter's muscles under skin where the brunette has left his husband's hand.]
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Peter, please- [A plea it happens, veins fire as heat shoots out of him. Leo bites down on his lip to muffle the moaning cry, the barest hint of his claws digging into Peter's side.]
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[Peter presses his face against Leo's hand, just breathing hard as he moves. Logically, he knows he should get off of Leo when he's cumming, but, emotionally, he's just fixated on watching Leo.
He rocks a little harder, riding out his husband's orgasm, before shivering as his own orgasm rolls over him.
He cries out, the sound choked and overwhelmed.]
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It doesn't stop the groan escaping him though. It feels so good-] Peter you feel so good, holy shit.
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He releases Leo's hand still against his cheek to bring it down to the other hip. His rocking has slowed down to something lazy, almost languid.
The brunette raises his hands to touch Leo's face, pulling his mask up a little bit, so the turtle can see him.
He can't help but smile at Leo, his expression blissed out from an orgasm and genuinely just delighted to look at Leo. His dark curls are damp from sweat, sticking to his neck, his cheeks, his forehead.]
Does it look good too-? [A gentle tease on his part.]
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And then there's light - his mask being pulled up so he can see Peter's face. Leo stares, dumbstruck and in love.]
Yeah. Yeah, it's -Amazing.
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He leans in to kiss Leo, just basking in the afterglow. He finally slows to a stop but doesn't slide off of Leo just yet.]
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Leo squeezes his hips even tighter when their lips make contact, easy and eager.]
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He just lets himself lay against Leo, wanting the more direct contact.]
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You're perfect- You're so perfect.
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Peter hums lowly back, just smiling at his husband. The expression gentle, warm, more than a little love struck.]
You're perfect too, you have to know that, right-?
[It's not a deflection of the compliment, just a quiet flushed acceptance. A rarity given Peter's tendency to even now side step compliments.
He doesn't want to move, he just wants to lay in the web with Leo, just bask in this moment forever.] You're my everything.
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You're mine too, Peter. You're my hope.
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