OriolexVantas
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Oriole walked into the house, and paused to listen to find out where Vantas was. He could hear Vantas’s cheerful voice chattering in the kitchen, undoubtedly talking to Sammiya, or perhaps to Josee, Mushi, or Isiah, depending on who dropped in for a visit, was traveling, or if their female housemate was cooking- Or at least attempting to cook.
Oriole walked into the kitchen, and saw the happy Glaceon hop to his feet at the sight of his lover.
“Welcome home! Sammiya is trying to bake a cake, for the annivesary of the day we all met. So far, it doesn’t look like it’ll be poison.” Vantas told him. Oriole smiled, but still winced in rememberance of the last time Sammiya had baked.
“I know, I know. Don’t use too much salt when baking. Use sugar, flour, egg-substitute, flavoring, with a tiny bit of salt. The salt was an accident, you know.” came an exasperated voice. Oriole looked at the long-haired Dragonair, and remembered how pale and fragile-looking the girl had been when they first met. Comparing the person she was now to the person she was back then, it was hard to believe they were the same person. Her mind had been put at ease when she found out the Exploud that had killed her trained, Leumel, had done so by accident helped clear her mind. But Oriole still half-expected some of the radiance was from the handsome Salamance that was courting her as well.
It was nice that she had found love, after everything they had been through. Oriole himself had had Vantas almost from the start of their travels, so he felt happy that almost everyone had settled down more or less, or at least had a love interest. Well, besides Dussie. That was a place he didn’t want to think about....
However, given the fact Oriole had been traveling for the past month for something he’d been asked to do, he hadn’t seen Vantas in awhile. So he was a bit.... needy down there. Oriole glanced at Sammiya who looked back before realizing he was asking with his eyes if it woulld be okay if he dragged her baking coach off for a little catching up time. Sammiya smirked, and then nodded, turning back to the bowl she was stirring things in.
“Vantas, could you help me unpack? There’s something I need your help with.” Oriole told him calmly, not letting his burning desire show through, despite how... desperate he was starting to feel down there.
“Alright, Oriole. Be careful, Sammiya. I don’t feel like dying yet.” Vantas joked, half-serious.
Oriole grabbed onto Vantas’s hand, dragging him to their room. He tossed his pack to one corner of the room, and as soon as the door was closed, Oriole had Vantas pinned against the wall, pressing his lips firmly but gently against Vantas’s, with one hand wandering down into Vantas’s pants, the pants’s buttons unsnapping, to grasp Vantas’s member.
Vantas responded eagerly, his body reacting both to the impassioned kiss and Oriole’s hand doing it’s work. Slowly, they undressed each other, comfortable in the pattern they had developed long ago. After Oriole got Vantas’s shirt and undershirt off, he began playing gently with the sensitive nubs on Vantas’s chest, and then removed his mouth from Vantas’s to bend down slightly to like the peaked bumps. Vantas moaned, moving one of his hands to rub Oriole’s ass, right beneath Oriole’s tail-feathers.
Oriole met Vantas’s eyes with his own, silently asking for permission. Vantas nodded back, smiling. Oriole gently took Vantas’s pants and underwear off, before he got on his knees and began slowly licking the other males member, carefully moving his lips to the tip. Oriole then began to swallow it, until he was accoustemed to the size of Vantas’s organ. he then set an faster pace, with Vantas clenching his fingers tightly into his palms, to resist the temptation of grabbing the other males head to force him to go faster. Oriole suddenly stopped, and got to his feet walking over to the dresser to grab some lube that he intended to use to prepare Vantas for what was to come. Vantas, knowing what Oriole was doing, went to the bed to wait for him, feeling excited for what was about to come.
Oriole walked over to the bed, finishing undressing as he did so. He carefully poured lube over his hands, until he was sure they were well-coated. He then got onto the bed, kissing Vantas again as he begam to gently probe the slightly clenched ring of muscles on the other males lower body. Oriole slowly pushed one finger into Vantas, with Vantas moaning as he did so. Oriole then began rubbing Vantas’s chest with his other hand, causing Vantas to grow even harder then before.
When Oriole sensed Vantas could handle more, he pushed a second finger inside, moving both to gently stretch Vantas out. After several minutes of this, Vantas shifted and met Oriole’s eyes.
“Hurry up~~~ I’m ready for all three.” Vantas half whined, half moaned. Oriole nodded, and slipped his third finger in and moved his fingers around, trying to find the sensitive collection of nerves. After a minute he found it, and carefully rubbed there until he could feel Vantas was ready for Oriole’s member.
Oriole slipped his fingers out of Vantas’s body, and then grbbed the bottle of lube, carefully applying it to his own swollen member. He then looked at Vantas, who nodded to show he was ready. Oriole carefully postioned Vantas, and moved his organ to Vantas’s enterance, and then gently penetrated the other male, going slowly to allow time for adjustment. After he was fully in, he waited until Vantas gave the single he was ready to continue.
Vantas shifted slightly, and then nodded, indicating he was ready. Oriole began thrusting, slowly at first until he could hold himself back no longer, moving rapidly hitting the bundle of nerves withing Vanta’s body dead on. After several minutes of this, both males came in unison, and contently drifted off to sleep.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Sammiya continued on baking, smiling. She wondered when the two of them would allow her to watch. Given how much time it had taken them to be be vocal while having sex, it would be quite sometime. She absently measured out two cups of a white powder, no noticing the container it was in was labeled as being salt.
Oriole walked into the house, and paused to listen to find out where Vantas was. He could hear Vantas’s cheerful voice chattering in the kitchen, undoubtedly talking to Sammiya, or perhaps to Josee, Mushi, or Isiah, depending on who dropped in for a visit, was traveling, or if their female housemate was cooking- Or at least attempting to cook.
Oriole walked into the kitchen, and saw the happy Glaceon hop to his feet at the sight of his lover.
“Welcome home! Sammiya is trying to bake a cake, for the annivesary of the day we all met. So far, it doesn’t look like it’ll be poison.” Vantas told him. Oriole smiled, but still winced in rememberance of the last time Sammiya had baked.
“I know, I know. Don’t use too much salt when baking. Use sugar, flour, egg-substitute, flavoring, with a tiny bit of salt. The salt was an accident, you know.” came an exasperated voice. Oriole looked at the long-haired Dragonair, and remembered how pale and fragile-looking the girl had been when they first met. Comparing the person she was now to the person she was back then, it was hard to believe they were the same person. Her mind had been put at ease when she found out the Exploud that had killed her trained, Leumel, had done so by accident helped clear her mind. But Oriole still half-expected some of the radiance was from the handsome Salamance that was courting her as well.
It was nice that she had found love, after everything they had been through. Oriole himself had had Vantas almost from the start of their travels, so he felt happy that almost everyone had settled down more or less, or at least had a love interest. Well, besides Dussie. That was a place he didn’t want to think about....
However, given the fact Oriole had been traveling for the past month for something he’d been asked to do, he hadn’t seen Vantas in awhile. So he was a bit.... needy down there. Oriole glanced at Sammiya who looked back before realizing he was asking with his eyes if it woulld be okay if he dragged her baking coach off for a little catching up time. Sammiya smirked, and then nodded, turning back to the bowl she was stirring things in.
“Vantas, could you help me unpack? There’s something I need your help with.” Oriole told him calmly, not letting his burning desire show through, despite how... desperate he was starting to feel down there.
“Alright, Oriole. Be careful, Sammiya. I don’t feel like dying yet.” Vantas joked, half-serious.
Oriole grabbed onto Vantas’s hand, dragging him to their room. He tossed his pack to one corner of the room, and as soon as the door was closed, Oriole had Vantas pinned against the wall, pressing his lips firmly but gently against Vantas’s, with one hand wandering down into Vantas’s pants, the pants’s buttons unsnapping, to grasp Vantas’s member.
Vantas responded eagerly, his body reacting both to the impassioned kiss and Oriole’s hand doing it’s work. Slowly, they undressed each other, comfortable in the pattern they had developed long ago. After Oriole got Vantas’s shirt and undershirt off, he began playing gently with the sensitive nubs on Vantas’s chest, and then removed his mouth from Vantas’s to bend down slightly to like the peaked bumps. Vantas moaned, moving one of his hands to rub Oriole’s ass, right beneath Oriole’s tail-feathers.
Oriole met Vantas’s eyes with his own, silently asking for permission. Vantas nodded back, smiling. Oriole gently took Vantas’s pants and underwear off, before he got on his knees and began slowly licking the other males member, carefully moving his lips to the tip. Oriole then began to swallow it, until he was accoustemed to the size of Vantas’s organ. he then set an faster pace, with Vantas clenching his fingers tightly into his palms, to resist the temptation of grabbing the other males head to force him to go faster. Oriole suddenly stopped, and got to his feet walking over to the dresser to grab some lube that he intended to use to prepare Vantas for what was to come. Vantas, knowing what Oriole was doing, went to the bed to wait for him, feeling excited for what was about to come.
Oriole walked over to the bed, finishing undressing as he did so. He carefully poured lube over his hands, until he was sure they were well-coated. He then got onto the bed, kissing Vantas again as he begam to gently probe the slightly clenched ring of muscles on the other males lower body. Oriole slowly pushed one finger into Vantas, with Vantas moaning as he did so. Oriole then began rubbing Vantas’s chest with his other hand, causing Vantas to grow even harder then before.
When Oriole sensed Vantas could handle more, he pushed a second finger inside, moving both to gently stretch Vantas out. After several minutes of this, Vantas shifted and met Oriole’s eyes.
“Hurry up~~~ I’m ready for all three.” Vantas half whined, half moaned. Oriole nodded, and slipped his third finger in and moved his fingers around, trying to find the sensitive collection of nerves. After a minute he found it, and carefully rubbed there until he could feel Vantas was ready for Oriole’s member.
Oriole slipped his fingers out of Vantas’s body, and then grbbed the bottle of lube, carefully applying it to his own swollen member. He then looked at Vantas, who nodded to show he was ready. Oriole carefully postioned Vantas, and moved his organ to Vantas’s enterance, and then gently penetrated the other male, going slowly to allow time for adjustment. After he was fully in, he waited until Vantas gave the single he was ready to continue.
Vantas shifted slightly, and then nodded, indicating he was ready. Oriole began thrusting, slowly at first until he could hold himself back no longer, moving rapidly hitting the bundle of nerves withing Vanta’s body dead on. After several minutes of this, both males came in unison, and contently drifted off to sleep.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Sammiya continued on baking, smiling. She wondered when the two of them would allow her to watch. Given how much time it had taken them to be be vocal while having sex, it would be quite sometime. She absently measured out two cups of a white powder, no noticing the container it was in was labeled as being salt.