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[Most students out on the quad sit on the lush grass or spread out towels or blankets to lay on. Ravus has appropriated a chair from one of the academic rooms and set up a tv tray table as a makeshift desk under a tree at one end of the green. He has a stack of papers spread before them, which he descends upon with a red pen.

He wouldn't be out here at all, this close to exam-grading deadline, but Lunafreya had come to his tiny dorm room and stubbornly demanded he leave before he turned into some sort of cave-dwelling goblin. ~~It was not his fault he was in a basement room, that was where he'd been able to secure a single in the grad complex.~~

Out on the quad, students jog, walk, lounge, strum at guitars, toss frisbees back and forth, and do all sorts of other activities that are infuriatingly distracting. Ravus scowls to himself. The ones in his class might not be so carefree if they could see him grading these abysmal midterms of theirs.

Ravus pauses his work to rub at his temples, then gather up his hair into a messy tail to get it out of his face. It is so much easier to concentrate when he's shut away. The gorgeous weather, the sounds of others enjoying their Friday afternoon, they just serve to make Ravus more dour. He still has two classes' worth of exams to get through.]

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[As he wakes, Gladio becomes blissfully aware of the man still sleeping beside him. His lips curl into a fond smile and he slowly props himself up on one elbow to better observe a completely relaxed Ravus Nox Fleuret.

In sleep he is equally stunning as when awake, though the creases from irritation at students or peers are absent from Ravus' face as he dozes and he looks somehow softer, almost delicate. But Gladio knows that Ravus is far from a delicate flower and warmth floods him as he remembers their date and their night together.

With morning's arousal still lingering, and memories further igniting his ardor, Gladio presses his hips to Ravus' behind and slowly grinds his semi against his bedmate. He also leans down to press a soft kiss behind Ravus' ear.]

G'morning gorgeous. [The words accompany a hot breath puffed over said ear.

Despite his lazy grinding, Gladio isn't trying to push for morning sex - though he won't say no if Ravus is interested. He simply wants the other man to know that his desire hasn't faded and that he thoroughly enjoys waking up with Ravus beside him.

A large hand combs gently through silken hair as his voice rumbles.] You're beautiful when you sleep.

[Ravus shifts his body closer to Gladio's as he awakens, sleepily gravitating to the heat and grinding. He feels lazy, his muscles sore but not unpleasantly so, the ache a reminder of a night spent in perfectly pleasurable exertion.]

You've no need of flattery. I told you, you can have me any way you want this morning.

[His voice comes out in a sleepy drawl, though Gladio's movements are bringing him into wakefulness.]

Though with the amount of energy you put into it, I'm surprised you don't want breakfast before you ravish me.

[He welcomes the closeness, arms winding loosely around Ravus to bring them fully into one another's space.]

And if I want you for breakfast?

[The question is a purr, Gladio's hand teasing along Ravus' hips. He can't imagine a better way to pamper and pay loving homage to the man who's stolen his heart.]

[Ravus lets out a long sigh and tilts back his head to bear his throat.]

Ah, now there's the catch. I've been waiting for it. A cannibal. I suspected you were too good to be true.

[It's all deadpan joking. It looks like all it takes for Ravus' sense of humor to surface is a night of rigorous pounding. Who knew?]

[A bark of laughter escapes Gladio, his heart warming further as his lover's sense of humor thoroughly washes over him. Gods, this man is an absolute gem.]

Yup. Why else would I have such state of the art security? Can't let my prey escape once I catch them.

[Even as he teases right back, his hands dip lower and lower until they slide into Ravus' sleep-pants to palm his cock.] And I think I know exactly where I want to start my feast...

[Gladio's lips and tongue play with all the skin they find along their descent, his free hand tugging on Ravus' pants in order to shimmy them down just enough to free his prize. As he slides down the bed he takes the covers with them, wanting Ravus to watch. He nuzzles into one hipbone, nose brushing the silver hair surrounding the base of the rapidly hardening member still trapped beneath his palm. There's an audible inhale, Gladio shuddering as he savors the musky scent.]

You smell delicious, Ravus... [Honey eyes, pupils already blown wide with want, look up.] Won't you let me have a taste?

[He moves his hand as he asks, lips barely brushing over the head of Ravus' cock, hot breath ghosting over the heated skin.]

[Ravus lifts his hips so Gladio can strip him.]

Straight to the main course, you uncultured barbarian. [He teases with words as Gladio teases with feather-light touches on his cock.] At least you appreciate a fine cut of meat when you find one.

[Humble, Ravus is not. He knows he's not just a snack, he's a fine dining experience.] Go on, then. Eat your fill. I'm trapped here at your mercy.

[There's not a shred of shame on Gladio's face when Ravus teases him, only unbridled want.]

Don't mind if I do. [Smirking, the brunet licks a stripe from base to tip and lets his tongue swirl around the crown before swiping over the slit to catch the hint of pre gathering.] Mmm. Definitely the finest I've ever had.

[He parts his lips slowly, licking them lewdly before wrapping them around the perfect cock in front of him and sliding down the shaft until his nose brushes soft silver. Gladio pulls up achingly slowly, savoring the flavor and heaviness in his mouth, until just the tip remains inside. Then he repeats his earlier motion, keeping an arm over Ravus' hips to prevent him from simply thrusting up and ruining his languid motions.

He'll keep it slow and heated for now. Simply bobbing gently and making sure Ravus enjoys the wet heat of his mouth and throat, Gladio moans appreciatively around the meat in his mouth.]

[Ravus lets his head fall back against the pillow. He moans, unabashed and unconcerned with being overheard. It's a perk of the apartment's abundant security features.

Gladio's mouth is lazy but no less exacting for it. The steel bar of an arm over his hips ratchets up the sensation. Not being able to move makes him want to fuck Gladio's mouth even more, and the desire simmers to a boil as Gladio slowly devours him.

He twists his fingers in Gladio's hair and gives it a tug.]

I thought you said you were hungry.

[He spreads his legs wider apart, a buffet to pique Gladio's appetite.]

[Fingers pulling at his hair makes Gladio moan, the vibrations traveling through the cock in his mouth before the brunet pulls off with a wet pop. He purrs, an appreciative rumble, when he sees how Ravus spreads himself further.]

Ravenous, my dear. Starving. And now you've added to my banquet... [Gladio presses the flat of his tongue firmly against Ravus' pretty pink hole and mouths at his rim, groaning at the flavor and teasingly wiggling the tip of his tongue inside. One hand slowly pumps at Ravus' cock, maintaining his earlier glacial pace, as he takes a few moments to sloppily eat his lover's ass.

Once Ravus' hole is covered with a layer of spit and slightly loosened, Gladio covers one of his fingers with a generous amount of saliva before replacing his tongue with a finger and mouths at Ravus' sac before resuming his earlier sucking. He knows that they'll need lube if he wants to genuinely finger Ravus so right now he simply searches for Ravus' prostate and "randomly" brushes over it at impossible-to-determine intervals.

Taking pity on his most likely flushed and very needy lover, Gladio finally removes his arm from over Ravus' hips and catches his lover's eyes. He winks, trying to show Ravus that he's ready for his face to get fucked.]

[Well. Ravus' ass is a meal Gladio is invited to partake of any time he wishes. Ravus' moaning ratchets up to shameless.]

...fuck, how are you real? How are you single?

[The thought is baffling and Ravus has less than half a brain cell to devote to it while Gladio has him spread open to devour.

Ravus is an opportunist, though. This campus's criminal oversight shall be his gain. This glorious man is giving him the go-ahead to choke him on his cock, and Ravus is going to snatch up the opportunity.

He grips Gladio's hair tighter and bucks into the tight warmth of his mouth. This can't last long, and Ravus is greedy for more, even while he's taking full advantage of Gladio's tongue and lips.]

Are you going to fuck me? You can.... You can flip me over and use me.

[He's single by choice, though he hasn't said as much to Ravus yet. Before meeting and wooing the man Gladio had been well acquainted with much of the student body, using his good looks and rugged charm to fuck his way through countless one night stands. None of them had ever made it into his apartment, the Amicitia heir not wanting to showcase his wealth to just anyone, and none of them had been anything serious.

Ravus is different. He's been different since Gladio first met him in the quad and with every interaction since then, Gladio's attraction to the man has grown.

As Ravus thrusts into his throat, Gladio moans and shamelessly humps the mattress beneath him. His eyes, closed in bliss as his mouth is fucked, snap open and bore heatedly into Ravus' after the man's deliciously lewd suggestion. After swallowing a few more thrusts, Gladio pulls his mouth off of Ravus' cock and growls.]

Turn over, babe. Get on your knees and spread that pretty ass for me. [His voice is sandpaper, courtesy of the face-fucking, and his eyes are molten as he slips out of the bed to rummage through the nightstand, making a triumphant sound upon locating the lube. Holding up a condom, he offers Ravus a moment to decide.]

Your ass, your choice. I'll fuck you into next week regardless.

[Gladio's throbbing erection twitches as he younger man watches Ravus get into position and he is less than two seconds away from simply diving back onto the bed and fucking his lover raw, the brunet wanting to fill Ravus' ass with his cum.]

You filled me with your seed twice last night, Gladiolus. There's little sense in me protesting it now.

[He turns, the way Gladio ordered, and parts his legs to give Gladio space to kneel behind him and thrust in. He arches his back, wanton and goading.]

Use me like you've wanted to the whole semester. Make up for all that lost time. You don't have to hold back.

[Ravus is no delicate lass. As he's proven last night, he can not only withstand a rigorous fucking, he'll welcome it.]

Hey, you can always change your mind about wantin' my cum in your ass. I'd be a poor lover if I always assumed what my partner wants.

[His smile, initially warm and soft, morphs into a feral leer as Ravus gets into position and gives him permission to go wild. Growling lowly in his chest, Gladio dives back in to lick one final stripe over his partner's hole before lubing his fingers and shoving two of them inside unceremoniously.]

Fuck, you're still so loose. Bet I could slam into you right now and you'd take it, love it. [Gladio's fingers crook to tease Ravus' prostate momentarily, the younger man relishing his lover's sharp inhale, and tugs his fingers out. He uses them to coat his cock with lube, a generous amount of it, and in almost no time at all Gladio kneels behind Ravus.

Massive hands caress the firm globes of Ravus' ass, spreading the cheeks open and ghosting his thumbs down the sensitive crack and over the winking entrance.]

Gonna make you scream for me, Rae. [Ravus has a split second of feeling the blunt head of Gladio's cock nudging against his hole before Gladio grunts and snaps his hips forward, fully burying himself inside of Ravus in one hard thrust.

The bed bangs against the wall and begins a repeated, rhythmic thumping as Gladio pulls out entirely and slamming back inside at an impressive pace. His hips are going to leave bruises on Ravus' ass with how hard their bodies smack together but Gladio doesn't care and he doubts his lover cares either.]

Yes, do it, YES... [Ravus goads as Gladio teases him with those huge, callous fingers.

Gladio is so infuriating thorough with his movements, checking and prepping and confirming. Ravus wouldn't trust him with this if he wasn't, though in the heat of this particular moment, he's quietly cursing anything that prolongs this pre-fucking torture.

Gladio's cock, when he finally shoves it in with a single decisive push, is a goddamn godsend. Loose and ready as Ravus is, he can appreciate the skill behind the pounding that was lost to him last night during the fever of their last encounter. Gladio fucks like an olympian, with form and precision and stamina finely honed to impress the judges.

Ravus lets his forehead drop to the mattress as he raises his ass to give Gladio a better angle for his assault. His fingers scramble for purchase on the headboard, which is being slammed against the wall. No neighbors, he reminds himself, and thank the Astrals for that. He rocks back, determined to be an active participant in this debauchery in spite of his offer to let Gladio use his body however he wishes.]

[Strong hands give Ravus' hips an appreciative squeeze when he lifts his ass higher. And when Ravus starts rocking back onto him, Gladio only thrusts harder and faster, determined to pull screams from his lover's throat.

A sheen of sweat covers his skin, glistening in the soft light filtering in through the window and he's pleased to note a similar shine along the beautifully arched column of Ravus' spine. Leaning down, Gladio's taut abs press against every slick inch of skin and he releases one of Ravus' hips to instead fist his hair, forcing a deeper arch.]

You love it rough, don't you? [His breath comes out in sharp, punctuating pants against his lover's ear.] Fuck, you're takin' me so perfectly. Feel so good around my cock, Rae. N' you look damn good too.

[The way Ravus moves with him drives Gladio wild and he snaps his hips harder, faster, the sound of skin slapping together only fueling his ardor.] Touch yourself. Fuck your fist while I fuck your ass.

Yes, just like this.... [It's rough and mind-numbing and perfect. Ravus has been so tense all semester, and this is like a hard refresh for his system.

He grips his left hand tight against the headboard to keep himself braced against the onslaught while his right hand reaches for his cock. Gladio is pressed against his back like a second skin, and his muscles strain to keep in position. Their rocking has his hair tugged taut in Gladio's hand, forcing Ravus's head up when he would normally drop it to focus more intently on the sensations in his body.

The whole bed frame rattles, and Ravus spots something wedged between the mattress and headboard, being slowly jiggled out of hiding. Is that...the hilt of a katana?]

Fuck...you madman...do it harder, come in me!

[There is a sword in this man's bed and Ravus is about to spill his load at the thought of Gladio's hands curling around the hilt. Fuck.]

Madman? [His question ruffles Ravus' hair, lips brushing against his ear. Looking down, his eyes catch what Ravus must have noticed and he purrs.]

Surprised? I assure you, I know how to handle a blade. Or are you thinkin' of how my hand wraps around the hilt? Wishin' it was wrapping around your cock? [Gladio chuckles and lifts off of his lover's back, shifting his weight to his knees and getting a firm, bruising grip on Ravus' hips.

Though his thrusting never faltered, the movement became ever so slightly weaker as he verbally teased his boyfriend(?). In this new position, he knows he'll be able to put more power into every thrust and he wants to wreck Ravus. Pulling out entirely and grinning wickedly at the mouthy protest, Gladio puts all of his weight and power behind him as he slams back inside. The bedframe rattles dangerously and Gladio knows that the katana should be slowly getting more and more visible.

He keeps up his earlier frenetic pace, panting and grunting at the effort of using most of his power with each and every thrust, but damn it's worth it with the way Ravus sounds. Watching the usually composed man come entirely undone is more arousing than any sight he can remember and Gladio's orgasm builds with each cry and gasp.]

Gonna-- gonna cum in your ass. [Release is so close, the drag of his cock against Ravus' walls frantic can hot and so slick, Ravus' sounds the most erotic thing he's heard, and Gladio moves desperately faster as he chases his orgasm.

When it hits, he sees stars. Literally, the world blacks out for a moment and all he can see are tiny silver dots. His hips, thankfully, keep twitching and rolling as his cock pulses inside his lover.]

[Ravus works his cock with frantic pumps, growling at Gladio's teasing in his ear. He wants to be shown, later, but he doesn't have the breath to say it. Gladio may well be a daemon for all the stamina he has.

He wants to see Gladio use that sword...he wants to be overpowered and fucked with that katana close at hand...but right now, what he wants, what he needs is to be stuffed full of cum.

And Gladio, proven reliable up to this point, indulges him once more. Ravus feels his lover reach his peak, a quick succession of tensing, then slackening against Ravus' back. The Amicitia pumps hum gloriously full, cum hot and thick within him, making him filthy.

Ravus shudders and cries out. The ring of his fingers that he's been fucking grasps tight, and he shoots his seed on Gladio's ridiculously high thread-count sheets.]

[Hearing Ravus cum and feeling his walls tighten pulls a pleased rumble from Gladio's chest and he presses a soft, open-mouthed kiss to the base of Ravus' neck. When he feels Ravus relax, he rolls them both to their sides, making sure to keep Ravus from laying in his mess.]

Fuck, that's a good way to wake up. [Gladio's breath still comes in soft pants, his hands tracing idle patterns on his lover's sweat-slick skin.] S'it too early to say I could get used to this?

[There's a smile in his voice as he says it, Gladio ready to deflect it as a joke if he needs to, but in reality... well, he wouldn't mind waking up to Ravus again. And again. Especially if some of their wake-ups result in sex that leaves them both panting like this.

Honestly he could easily close his eyes and take a nap now, warm and content, but it's about time for breakfast and he wants to continue wooing Ravus. That means cooking for him whenever possible.]

[Ravus lays for a moment, catching his breath. Right now, filled with cum and endorphins, he wants to demand this treatment every morning. But that's not practical.

He reaches over and pats Gladio's tattooed shoulder.]

Keep it up and I might be persuaded.

[He leans in and kisses Gladio, then starts to push himself up.]

I'm stealing your shower.

[Gladio melts into the kiss languidly, smiling gently when Ravus pulls away.]

I knew it, you're only here for my shower. [He playfully swats at Ravus' ass and chuckles, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and rising with a stretch. Looking around the room, he shrugs and opts to remain naked for now.]

Got any requests for breakfast, Rae?

[Padding into the kitchen, keeping his ears open for his boyfr-*lover's* response, Gladio dons an apron and starts brewing coffee and tea. Part of him wants to join Ravus in the shower because who wouldn't want to stand under steaming water with someone as beautiful as the older Tenebrean, but he doesn't want Ravus to think of him as too desperate. Plus he's already feeling hungry so cooking wins out over his romantic wishes.]

[Ravus plods barefoot into the bathroom.]

Hmmm, make me pancakes.

[He has no idea what Gladio's kitchen is stocked for at the moment, but he has a sweet tooth, and he likes bossing Gladio around. It's thrilling.]

I'll make it quick.

Pancakes it is! [Thankfully there's still some pancake mix in a box in his pantry because if Ravus truly is taking a quick shower Gladio doesn't have time to make any from scratch. Spying some remaining berries in his fridge, the Amicitia heir smiles and gets to work.

By the time Ravus exits the shower and joins him in the kitchen, looking impossibly beautiful with his still-damp hair, there's a stack of pancakes on the dining room table along with a small plate of artfully arranged mixed berries and a pitcher full of a sparkling orange drink. Should Ravus take a sip from his already-poured glass, he'll discover that Gladio made mimosas to accompany their breakfast.

Still naked but for his apron, Gladio slides up to Ravus and kisses his cheek.] Breakfast is served.

[And if there's a slight dusting of pink on his cheeks, he'll blame it on the lingering heat radiating from his partner.]

[Ravus takes his seat as if it were a throne, and he absolutely takes a sip of the drink before anything else. Yum. He lowers the glass and raises an eyebrow at Gladio.]

Don't dress yourself yet. Sit. If this tastes as good as it looks, I will need to kiss the cook.

[His eyes flick down to the very little territory the apron covers. Kiss the cock, he might as well have said.

He turns to his plate and slowly cuts a bite-sized morsel of pancake with all of the toppings. He brings it to his lips with teasing sense of leisure. Anticipation is such an important part of seduction, after all.]

[The need to obey, to please his lover, consumes Gladio when Ravus so casually ogles him after commanding him to sit. So he perches eagerly on the edge of a chair, body thrumming with anticipation as Ravus languidly cuts a bite of his food and slowly brings the treat to his lips.

He leans forward minutely, every sense attuned to the man in front of him as he watches pale lips wrap around the fluffy treat. His hands clamp onto his thighs as he hangs on every movement of Ravus' jaw as the man chews and finally finally swallows the bite. Pupils dilated already, Gladio's whisper breaks the heated silence.]

What's your verdict, [Taking a risk, a hesitant leap, Gladio adds to his inquiry.] Sir?

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<3

<3 <3 Can't remember if Gladio already pseudo-prepped Ravus but I figure Rae can take it...

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Is this when Ravus finds the hidden sword in the bedframe?

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Sorry I am so slow lately, I will be better! <3

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