[Mikleo catches the feeling of raised scales and what must be something else as he's adjusting, rubbing his hands all over for divine purchase. Eren feels incredible and it only gets better when he's grabbed. Mikleo moans thickly, drowns it in a whimper as he's spread and lifted.
If Eren wanted him to move, he could have just said that-- but a not-insignificant part of him enjoys being thrown around, rather likes the unapologetic claws against his soft skin. He shouts Eren's name in a voice that has already begun to grow hoarse but he doesn't mind-- if anything, the desperation just makes it better.
Slowly, gods, Eren lifting him like this is beautiful torture. His cries are drawn out, pulled from somewhere near his soul. All he can manage is a stammered affirmative as he clutches at Eren's horns with renewed enthusiasm.]
Anything-- anything you want.
[He takes over if Eren lets him, hips turning into the sweet heat of Eren's length as Mikleo rides him slow and hard. When the brunet is buried deep, he grinds down onto him even more and praises the vowels of Eren's name. This is it-- the sweet music, the transcendence of soul to soul-- the most timeless of bonding rituals.]
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If Eren wanted him to move, he could have just said that-- but a not-insignificant part of him enjoys being thrown around, rather likes the unapologetic claws against his soft skin. He shouts Eren's name in a voice that has already begun to grow hoarse but he doesn't mind-- if anything, the desperation just makes it better.
Slowly, gods, Eren lifting him like this is beautiful torture. His cries are drawn out, pulled from somewhere near his soul. All he can manage is a stammered affirmative as he clutches at Eren's horns with renewed enthusiasm.]
Anything-- anything you want.
[He takes over if Eren lets him, hips turning into the sweet heat of Eren's length as Mikleo rides him slow and hard. When the brunet is buried deep, he grinds down onto him even more and praises the vowels of Eren's name. This is it-- the sweet music, the transcendence of soul to soul-- the most timeless of bonding rituals.]