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“You’re wearing your hair up again, Estinien…” Aymeric softly said as he ran his fingers through the Azure Dragoon’s well kept ponytail.
“Is that how she likes it?” he suddenly asked, his tone dipping from his usual friendly tone into a tone of hoarseness and borderline hostility.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Aymeric…” Estinien hastily huffed as the sudden change of tone caused his heartbeat to accelerate into a stampede-like pace and his stomach to sink with guilt.
“The Warrior of Light…” the Lord Commander muttered before dragging his tongue against Estinien’s neck. Aymeric’s tongue trailed along his neck as his sky blue hues kept their focus upon his flesh.
Upon his prized possession.
His nose twitched against the faintly lingering, yet pleasant scent that coated Estinien’s neck. Aymeric withdrew his tongue and raised his lips to Estinien’s ear. His stomach seared with hellish jealousy. The Lord Commander inhaled deeply before exhaling all the same, the atmosphere now filled with a lethal concoction of disappointment and jealousy. Estinien felt the heat of Aymeric’s breath against his neck, a sensation that caused him to shudder in slight anxiety.
Looking back was fruitless, and he knew all too well that he had drawn the ire of Aymeric de Borel.
“...Are you in love with her?” he whispered with grit teeth. Sudden yet fervent kisses trailed from Estinien’s neck down to his shoulder.
The Lord Commander was eager to reclaim his prize.
“Are you in love with her?” he growled against his neck, reiterating his question once more. Before Estinien could answer, Aymeric’s jaw clamped down on the Azure Dragoon’s toned shoulder. Fangs dug into his skin greedily as his hands wandered under the shirt of his lover, fingertips grazing his abs.
The sudden bite forced a hoarse moan out of Estinien. His pale cheeks colored a deep red as his heart skipped a beat and his throat closed up. “N-no…” he uttered after a brief moment.
“Are you sure?” Aymeric whispered after lifting his teeth from Estinien’s shoulder. He peppered the exaggerated bite mark with calculated, tender affections as he awaited his answer. Hands left Estinien’s chiseled abdomen and rested upon his thighs before gently stroking them.
“Yes…” Estinien answered after a short moment. The Lord Commander’s warm affections trailed across Estinien’s shoulders before creeping around to meet the gaze of the Azure Dragoon. Aymeric curled his finger under Estinien’s chin and rested his thumb against it, forcing him to make eye contact. The charismatic commander’s gaze shifted from one of intense jealousy to one of comfortable smugness. A slightly cocky smile curled on his lips as his face sat but a breath away from Estinien’s.
“And who do you love, hm? Who do you belong to?” he asked, lowering his tone once more to assert himself. Sky blue eyes scanned Estinien’s expression for any sign of misinformation or blatant lie before he spoke. “You, Aymeric. I love you and belong to you, and none other.” he answered with feigned firmness in an attempt to mask his shaky composure.
“Good.” Aymeric muttered before stealing a passionate kiss from Estinien. The warm lock of their lips had dispelled Estinien’s uncertainty and weariness, with the unbridled tenderness of the Lord Commander shining through once more. Their hearts soared as the single kiss turned into an exchange of sloppy passions.
Eventually Aymeric peeled himself away from Estinien’s lips, though not before tugging on them before his complete departure. A reminder that even in tenderness, he claimed Estinien for his own.
“That’s what I like to hear.” he said softly, shedding his smugness and replacing it with a warm smile. His hand gently cupped Estinien’s cheek and his thumb began to gently stroke the canvas of his slightly red cheek.
“You will always be mine.” he said with audible sweetness. Aymeric’s fingers drifted from Estinien’s cheek to his covered chest, taking in the roughness of his skin against his soft fingertips. He rested his palm upon his pec before digging his grip into the fabric of his shirt. With lusty haste, his other hand did the same and with a solid tug, he tore Estinien’s shirt open. A hazy huff escaped the lips of the Azure Dragoon as the sound of his shirt tearing graced his ears, cheeks flushed a bright red as he looked down upon the Lord Commander.
“Aymeric…” he muttered as he shuddered. The sensation of his tender touch against his bare chest had sent his heart into a frenzy. Rampant thuds of his heartbeat had caused his chest to feel aflutter. His breaths became heavy as Aymeric’s lips graced the fibers of his chest. Passionate kisses and assertive nibbles decorated Estinien’s war torn torso, and within a few fleeting moments, the vaunted dragoon had succumbed to the lordly commander’s ardent and possessive affections.
A single hand drifted from Estinien’s chest onto his protruding bulge. Fingers teased the sensitive tip of his length before unbuttoning his pants. His peppered affections were unwavering as he continued to tease his member by trailing his fingertips ever so gently against it. Estinien throbbed against Aymeric’s touch as an uncharacteristically loud moan escaped his lips.
“Mm, so soon?” he teased playfully before biting down on the flesh of his chest. “You would not dream of finishing so quickly for her, would you?” The question carried a brief, yet renewed sense of aggressive jealousy. His eyes shot up to Estinien’s complexion, who sat breathless and flushed.
“Then do not for me.” he asserted before tightening his grip around the dragoon’s shaft.
Kisses trailed up from Estinien’s chest to the base of his neck. Slow strokes set the tempo for Aymeric’s assertion of dominance. Short, aggressive bites were followed by gentle, angelic kisses at the base of the dragoon’s neck. Marks of possession were iced with tender affection, all of which sent Estinien into audible ecstasy.
“Aymeric…” he whimpered, moaned and pleaded as he lost himself to the pleasure and pain of the vaunted lord’s teeth, tongue and lips. Ardent affections rose to his chin before dipping down to his neck. Calculated kisses turned into heated slop and measured nibbles turned into lengthy, belligerent bites as the Azure Dragoon’s pale neck was soon coated in red marks of possessive lust.
Shivers traveled up the warrior's spine as the mixed sensations slowly began to overwhelm him. Aymeric’s strokes against Estinien’s throbbing heat became swift, speed increasing with every audible grunt and moan from the white haired elezen. Their lips locked to stifle the thunderous moans. The sound of wet, fervent kisses and hushed moans filled the room.
The Lord Commander muttered phrases of claim and dominance between every kiss, all of which forced the Azure Dragoon’s heart into a frenzied leap. The frequency of the commander’s fervent affections caused Estinien to whimper before pulling away. He pressed his forehead against Aymeric’s, breathing heavily and grunting helplessly. Aymeric’s lips curled into a cocky grin as he felt Estinien’s heat throb wildly.
“Aymeric, please…” he said hastily as his heated breath splashed against Aymeric’s nose. “I…” he started, but could not finish as his chest heaved.
The blue eyed commander planted a passionate kiss upon Estinien’s lips. Tongues danced with intense love as Aymeric continued to massage his length. Sudden shivers shot up Estinien’s spine once more as he hoarsely moaned against the commander’s lips. His length throbbed fiercely before surrendering itself to climax.
White, warm seed sharply shot out from his tip, coating his chest and Aymeric’s hand with the product of his love for the Lord Commander. de Borel held the kiss between them as the revered warrior was now completely at the mercy of his dominance. Violent shots turned into a lazy ooze as Aymeric released his grip from Estinien’s member with a honeyed chuckle.
“Open up.” Aymeric commanded as he raised his coated fingers to Estinien’s mouth. He lazily obliged and the commander slowly stuck each finger into the dragoon’s mouth for him to cleanse with his tongue. Ishgard’s adored commander watched with unbridled affection as the former Azure Dragoon cleansed each one of his fingers with the precision of a high house maid.
“Good boy.” he muttered with warm affection as he planted a soft, loving kiss upon Estinien’s forehead. Aymeric wrapped a hand around the back of his love’s neck to hold him in place. Light blue eyes locked with his hazy gaze. The same, gentle smile crossed his lips before he spoke.
“Remember, you will always be mine.”