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The room was flooded with a warm light. Filled with the smell of a light beeswax and the setting of a gentle winter sun.
Qifrey lay on top of the messy and soft blankets, glasses on a nightstand and hair a mess.
His pale skin absorbed the warmth and the dancing lights, his curves, as subtle as they were, were highlighted in the softest way.
He stared at Olruggio through his heavy lashes, taking in his partner.
In this lighting you can see the warm browns that are scattered beneath his otherwise obsidian hair.
His skin is warmer than Qifrey’s, and the lighting makes him look highlighted in gold.
Olruggio is looking down at qifrey with a an expression softer than the fresh snowfall.
Olruggio bends down and starts gently exploring his partner. Even though he could trace every line of Qifrey in his dreams he will never get over him.
A harden soul but his body betrays his spirit, for his kindness has spread across his skin. Soft hair grows where corse hair should. Even his hands, which should be well worn due to years of being a witch, a cook, and a mentor, are soft, just as soft as the day Olruggio reached his hand out and brought Qifrey into his life.
Olruggio bent over him, caressing his body in the gentle fondness he always carries. Qifreys hands reach up, one goes towards the back of his partners neck and the other up his arm and down his back.
They are opposites in a way, Olruggio carries a hard shell but a sapling of overwhelming love is always there and trying to sprout.
His body reflects the shell hes carried with him. His skin is yet to calloused, like that of a soldier, but it isnt soft like that of most witches.
When Olruggio came to the atelier with qifrey he took on physical chores, not because he had to but because it reminded him of home.
Qifrey found it enduring.
Olruggios hands specifically are hardened, he has held many materials in his life, worked with them, shaped them, gave them new meaning. He connects with his inventions on a deeper level than Qifrey could understand.
Qifrey put his hand in the thick and soft hair and pulled Olruggio down into a gentle kiss, it was long, and soft.
Olruggio took it as his chance, he slowly lowered his hand and gently started to caress the base of Qifrey’s cock.
Qifrey let out low groans.
They continued kissing eachother softly, olruggio eventually started to explore qifreys neck, leaving gentle kisses and gentler love bites.
Once satisfied he reached for and grabbed the lube, spreading it across his fingers and gently inserting one into qifrey.
They took their time, there was no rush. The girls were gone in the city, they got the night with Mr. Nonoloa. They’re out picking up gifts and offerings for the solstice.
The room filled with gentle moans from Qifrey as Olruggio upped the amount of fingers to three.
Olruggio was singing praises to qifrey, calling him beautiful, telling him how well he was doing.
And oh god was olruggio struggling, seeing Qifrey unwind just from his fingers, in this lighting, on his bed, he was going mad.
Eventually Qifrey pulled him down and begged olruggio to put it in.
Olruggios head was spinning, but yet he managed to oblige. With a little more lube applied he gently pushed himself inside Qifrey.
Once he was all the way in he leaned down and just held qifrey for a moment, kissing him up and down and feeling their chests rise and fall in rythm.
The movements were gentle, there was no need for him to lose control, yes qifrey felt amazing and qifrey was losing his mind but they savored the time together. It was gentle rocking with a mix of “i love you” and kisses, along with other praises.
It was gentle.
Qifrey couldnt feel more selfish yet he couldnt be bothered not to take what was given to him.
And who was he to ask for a bit more.
He grabbed at his own now leaking and red cock and started stroking himself in time with Olruggios thrusts.
The pace was getting faster yet just as soft.
It lasted until it couldnt and olruggio basically begged Qifrey to let him cum inside. With permission granted he sped up even more, it was nothing agressive, or animalistic, it was still soft. Eventually he came inside Qifrey. Yet qifrey had not cum yet so Olruggio strikes an idea.
Olruggio pulls out to qifreys dismay and shuffles back the headboard. He becons Qifrey over to sit back on his cock.
Qifrey sits on top of him, back against his chest and rests against him.
Olruggio strokes qifreys cock while his other hand plays with his chest.
Surprised qifrey is moaning loudly and rocking back onto Olruggio.
With how sensitive qifrey is he doesnt last more than five minutes like this and to Olruggios shame he had also just cum inside of Qifrey (a second time)
After a second of heavy breathing between the two qifrey manages to pull himself off and turns around.
He presses their sweaty bodies together and just sits there making out with eachother, a little bit messier but still gentle, always gentle.
The only thing keeping them rooted to reality was the oak bed frame beneath them