[He could feel the confidence growing the longer that they engaged one another. He'd taken a shine once or twice to younger Zabrak, and sometimes they were shy about giving into their urges, holding themselves back at first. He experienced a similar transition in Dirk as confidence overrode hesitation. That in and over itself was an excellent reward.
At first, he thought that Dirk was going to be one of those quiet bedmates. That was interesting, given how mouthy the immortal was before all of this. Was it a sort of shyness? Or was it something else? Maybe Dirk was just one of the quiet ones... but he was betting that it might be something else. He simply thought that it would just require him to work harder after all, Dirk was responsive.
He tipped his head down when he did work a noise out of younger man, lips pulling in a grin.] So you do make noise. For a moment, I thought I'd be the noisier of the two of us. [Which would be an interested twist of this meet-up. He wasn't used to being the noisy one when it came to the people he associated with.
He dragged his metal fingers down the length of Dirk's chest, pausing to tweak a nipple along the way. He relaxed his weight back on his shins as those pale muscled legs find their way on either side of him, and he breathed out a sigh as his cock began to stir readily between his parted thighs. The pull so there was some good skin contact didn't hurt in the least and he leaned in to meet that kiss.
He too was more aggressive, far more demanding and rougher. His sharp teeth were employed with a hint of danger to wayward lips he might be able to get ahold of, dragging out hints of blood where he could get it. His hand dropped from Dirk's hair so he could drag his claws down between shoulder blades then walked his fingers down that dip of the spine as far as he could reach.
Then he moved to dump Dirk on his back. A little push with the Force was easy too, and apparently every use of it before created quite the thrill.]
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At first, he thought that Dirk was going to be one of those quiet bedmates. That was interesting, given how mouthy the immortal was before all of this. Was it a sort of shyness? Or was it something else? Maybe Dirk was just one of the quiet ones... but he was betting that it might be something else. He simply thought that it would just require him to work harder after all, Dirk was responsive.
He tipped his head down when he did work a noise out of younger man, lips pulling in a grin.] So you do make noise. For a moment, I thought I'd be the noisier of the two of us. [Which would be an interested twist of this meet-up. He wasn't used to being the noisy one when it came to the people he associated with.
He dragged his metal fingers down the length of Dirk's chest, pausing to tweak a nipple along the way. He relaxed his weight back on his shins as those pale muscled legs find their way on either side of him, and he breathed out a sigh as his cock began to stir readily between his parted thighs. The pull so there was some good skin contact didn't hurt in the least and he leaned in to meet that kiss.
He too was more aggressive, far more demanding and rougher. His sharp teeth were employed with a hint of danger to wayward lips he might be able to get ahold of, dragging out hints of blood where he could get it. His hand dropped from Dirk's hair so he could drag his claws down between shoulder blades then walked his fingers down that dip of the spine as far as he could reach.
Then he moved to dump Dirk on his back. A little push with the Force was easy too, and apparently every use of it before created quite the thrill.]