Taako: There was a limited number of people Taako hated more than Lucas Miller. He had to be, at most, number four on Taako's Hate List. Three on a good day. Every time Taako thought about the man, he was sent into a state of disarray that would render him speechless as he tried to sputter out the same argument every time: Lucas had forced him into almost getting in a dumb shrinking elevator, his room was filthy, he was a liar. Overall, Taako thought Lucas was a no good excuse for a human, which was definitely saying something. But as Taako opened the door after he was so rudely interrupted from a very important dish of baked macaroni and cheese and saw the man, Lucas immediately surpassed everyone on the list and landed straight at number one.
Lucas Miller: Lucas felt like a fucking criminal. Of course he should, Magnus had made it pretty clear that this would have consequences, and he was technically dead, but being cooped up in the lab was fucking killing him. He couldn't stand the robots anymore, each one a husk of his mother. The pursuit of learning that once drove him had died, and there was no way he could sell anything with his name attached, Lucretia would know. He was without a purpose. He needed something, anything. "Taako." Lucas cleared his throat, rubbed a hand over his arm, "Taako, I... let me in for a minute? If I'm seen by someone, Creesha will know you lied." a weak threat.
Taako: Taako didn't speak for what felt like, to him, was a full five minutes. He just stared in absolute shock. Finally, as if it was out of his control, Taako gripped Lucas's shirt collar and raised his free hand to slap him clean across the face. There was a beat of silence where Taako still held tight onto Lucas's shirt. From this close, he could tell the man hadn't been taking care of himself. He was growing a beard, poorly. His shirt had stains. Taako let go and wiped his hand on his pant leg to further emphasize the fact he didn't want Lucas here. "You said you'd... You're a dirty liar, Miller. What the fuck?"
Lucas Miller: Oh, Christ. Lucas took in a shuddering breath, trying to pull back from Taako. He was trembling, the nervous tremor his hands had developed was building into a full bodied shake. "Taako!" he grit his teeth from the strike, hands tightening into fists one moment before letting go, "I just... I... let me in, please, they can't know I'm here." it was almost begging, the strange little whine that had snuck into his voice.
Taako: Taako stared down at Lucas blankly, scoffing at the ignored question. He was thankful for the few extra inches he had on him. "Fine, fine. Don't fucking touch anything.
Lucas Miller: Lucas scampered in past Taako, wringing his hands as he walked around the shared space, "Are they... is anyone here?" he turned to look at Taako, mind still running on fear.
Taako: Taako turned to follow Lucas, pushing the door closed behind him. "Listen, I'm not answering anything until you answer my question from earlier: What the fuck?"
Lucas Miller: "I don't know where to go! " his voice squeaked and Lucas ran his hands through his hair, pulling at the unwashed mess as he tried to think. "I can't- what am I supposed to do, Taako?" Lucas felt on the verge of something manic.
Taako: "Not leave? Like you said?" Taako took a step forward, almost compelled to grab Lucas's shirt again. "If Magnus sees you here..." he trailed off, knowing full well Lucas understands. "They went planet side for at least a few days. But... What the fuck, Lucas?"
Lucas Miller: Thank god. Lucas felt a tinge of relief, but scrambled back nonetheless. "I couldn't- Taako, I hate it, I can't live there, Taako, it's..." God Taako looked tall. Lucas felt like nothing compared to him, shrinking away from him. "I can't do it an-" he stepped back over a ledge and fell down the small step into the living area, right onto his ass and still scrambling back as tears stung his eyes.
Taako: There was a pinch of pity for Lucas pulling at Taako's brain. He knows what it's like being alone. Still, he let out a small huff of a laugh out of habit and took a step forward to lean cooly on the step. "Is it nice to finally be in the presence of another real, living person?"
Lucas Miller: With a choked half-sob, Lucas nodded, not daring look away from Taako. Something about it felt compulsory. He knew he was an adult. He knew he had control. He felt like a frightened child. Though... it was true. He missed people. He had since his mom, hell, he'd missed people his whole life. The reclaimers coming in to his lab was one of the strangest introductions to companionship he could've imagined, but Lucas was starving for it.
Taako: Taako hummed, almost solemnly, as he stepped down and closer to Lucas. "So you came here, to the only people on this entire planet who know you're still alive."
Lucas Miller: "I- I don't know what I was thinking." he admitted, pushing himself back a little further. "I was just... Taako, please, I just didn't know what I was doing," Lucas moved to sit up, trying to hold Taako's eyes.
Taako: "What were you hoping to get out of this interaction, Miller?"
Lucas Miller: With a high, moaning whine, Lucas covered his face, flushing. "I don't know!" a half beat, "I just. I needed to hear someone's voice, I needed to be away from the lab, the robots..."
Taako: Taako looked away, sighing. "Is this a sex thing? Because if it is..."
Lucas Miller: God. The very mention made Lucas flush, though... not all his blood rushed to his face, "It- ew! Would- would it be?" like he hadn't thought about it. Like he hadn't spent hours thinking about Magnus lifting him up, Taako's look of disgust as he pissed himself in fear.
Taako: "Why are you asking me?"
Lucas Miller: Lucas weighed his options, sitting there much too long before sighing and grabbing at he hem of his shirt, "I'm- I'm disgusting." he wasn't wearing a binder, and when he lifted the musky shirt over his head, he felt only a glimmer of embarrassment at his chest that quickly added onto the shame he was wallowing in.
Taako: Taako nodded in agreement, but stayed ultimately quiet for the time being. If anything, Lucas looks less disgusting without that gross shirt on. Still, he kept his mouth shutm curious to see where this was going.
Lucas Miller: "I'm awful, I'm dirty, I-" Lucas shoved at his khakis, one hand staying on his nipple, twisting and pulling. He looked up at Taako, tears still welling in his eyes and voice, "You hate me."
Taako: Taako took a large step forward, standing over Lucas and pressing onto his arm as if to stop him. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
Lucas Miller: Lucas licked his lips, emboldened, "I'm gross." he repeated, more forcefully, "I'm disgusting.
Taako: "You want me to encourage this? To get you off, while calling you names?"
Lucas Miller: "You don't have to get me off." Lucas mumbled, finally unhooking his pants. "You can just... just watch. Tell me... call me anything, I don't mind."
Taako: Taako stepped off Lucas, sighing. "Get up on the couch, at least."
Lucas Miller: Lucas hurried to comply, slipping in his mad scramble up and shoving down his pants as he made his way to the couch, "Thank you, Taako."
Taako: "Don't fuckin' thank me." Taako moved to sit next to Lucas, slowly slipping his shirt off as if it were nothing.
Lucas Miller: "Can I touch you?" Lucas had a hand down his boxers, already working at his clit with his pants still around his thighs. "You're so pretty."
Taako: Taako let his walls down for just a moment, nodding. "Yeah... You can. Thank you."
Lucas Miller: Oh, god, yes. Lucas pulled his hand out of his pants and shoved his pants all the way off before crawling over, almost reverent before thumbing over Taako's nipple. "I've never done this." he felt his blush burning at his ears. Lucas promised himself that was a good feeling. "With anyone else, I mean, I touch myself a lot."
Taako: "I can tell. You seem to make that very obvious, hm?"
Lucas Miller: "It's embarrassing." Lucas couldn't think of a better excuse. He hesitated a second before leaning in and sucking at Taako's nipple, unsure of anything past what he'd read.
Taako: Taako sighed softly, his face turning a deep red. He instinctively reached out to palm at Lucas's nipple, taking it between his fingers.
Lucas Miller: With a whine, Lucas let his teeth come into play, not biting but scraping them over the hard nipple, looking up to try and catch Taako's expression.
Taako: Taako brought his free hand up to grip Lucas's hair. Suddenly, he pushed Lucas away, leaning forward to put his own mouth on Lucas.
Lucas Miller: Lucas whined when he was pushed away, but it devolved into a completely new whine at the sensation, hips canting up in response, "Fuck!"
Taako: Taako smiled against Lucas's skin, instantly gratified with his reaction. Slowly, Taako trailed his lips up to Lucas's mouth, making sure to nibble and bite at his neck and collarbones on the way up. "You've wanted this for so long, haven't you?"
Lucas Miller: Lucas couldn't shut himself up. He was squirming and moaning and finally shoving his briefs down his hips as Taako teased. "You?" he gulped, "Or, or, uh, just... this?"
Taako: Taako pulled back and shrugged, reaching forward with intentions to palm at Lucas's clit. But he gasped, and leaned back to look down. "You need to shave, my man. I didn't expect that much hair, even from you."
Lucas Miller: Lucas felt himself burning with blush. He pinched at Taako's nipple that he'd been so reverently caressing. "Who's ever seeing it?" he chased after Taako's hand with his hips, desperate to be touched. "I- I'm gross."
Taako: Taako shot a glance up at Lucas as he reached down to run a finger between Lucas's labia. "Gods, you're wet, too. What the fuck are you into?"
Lucas Miller: "I don't know?" he raised up on his knees, trying to show off more of his pussy but unwilling to do much more than thumb at his own nipples and watch when /Taako/ was here and touching him. "I don't know how to say it."
Taako: "Okay well, I was going to eat you out, but now I dunno, because I think I'll suffocate in there. Why don't you help ol Taako out, hm?"
Lucas Miller: Scrubbing one hand over his face, Lucas stumbled off the couch and shoved his pants and briefs all the way off, "I. I don't - I've never shaved anything." at all. His face was patchy with testosterone, and the thought of shaving his legs was dysphoric, honestly the idea of shaving his pussy... didn't make sense with no one to see it. Lucas climbed back onto the couch, laying back with one foot on the ground and hooking the other over the back of the couch, "How's that?"
Taako: Taako sighed, rolling his eyes as he positioned himself between Lucas's legs. "Better. You best do something for me by then end of this though. I know your type. Only out for themselves." He leaned forward, pushing most of the hair away as he licked a long stripe up the same path his finger had made moments before.
Lucas Miller: With a long moan, Lucas tipped his head back. "I'm not a /type,/ I'm a virgin." his leg came back down off the couch and wrapped behind Taako's back, pulling him in. "I'm allowed to want a nice first time."
Taako: "Don't have to be experienced to look out for only yourself." He moved up to tongue at Lucas's clit, slowly putting his lips around it to suck.
Lucas Miller: "Fuck! Fuck, Taako!" both hands were in his hair, grinding Taako's face down. "More, more." already, he was trembling. Lucas felt on top of the world.
Taako: Taako rolled his eyes, but complied anyway by reaching up and slipping a finger past Lucas's entrance.
Lucas Miller: "Ohh, oh god." he tightened his grip, tugging as hard as he thought he could without a scolding. Although... he wouldn't mind that. "Fuck..."
Taako: Taako continued like that for a few seconds before stopping, moving to sit up and pull his finger away. "Were you close?"
Lucas Miller: Lucas could feel himself building, back starting to arch until Taako was gone. He loosened his grip and blinked his wet eyes up at him, "Huh? I- yeah, what the fuck, Taako."
Taako: Taako smiled, licking his lips. He decided to ignore the question as he moved closer. "You wanna taste of your disgusting fucking pussy?" But before Lucas could answer, Taako moved forward to kiss him, practically shoving his tongue into Lucas's mouth.
Lucas Miller: Torn between kissing Taako back and pulling away, Lucas did little more than sit in shock, letting the elf boss him around. When Taako pulled away, Lucas pushed himself up to sit. "More? Again? Please?"
Taako: Taako smiled, humming softly as he wiped his mouth off for show. "More of what, Miller?"
Lucas Miller: "Come on." he covered his eyes, but used the cover to lick the taste off his lips, "You know, Taako, please."
Taako: "I don't? I just did two things, that you seemed to enjoy. You need to be more specific."
Lucas Miller: Dragging his hands down, Lucas met Taako's eyes, "Please, make me come? Please, suck my dick again? Please, uh -" his voice cracked and Lucas cleared his throat, "Please, Sir?"
Taako: Taako rolled his eyes, but moved away from Lucas anyway to wrap his lips around Lucas again.
Lucas Miller: With a happy hum, Lucas leaned back again and groaned. "You're so good."
Taako: Taako moved his tongue down to slip into Lucas as he reached up to thumb at his clit. No matter if this was Lucas or not, Taako was committed now, dedicated.
Lucas Miller: Hips jerking along, Lucas could feel tears welling in the corners of his eyes. "I- Taako, please." he grit his teeth at the sound of his teary voice. "Please."
Taako: Taako hummed softly, letting those vibrations travel up into Lucas. He leaned back for just a second to reposition his lips back onto Lucas's clit.
Lucas Miller: There it was. With twitching thighs and a shameless cry, Lucas felt himself pulsing out an orgasm, the tears finally running down his face.
Taako: Taako pulled away after letting Lucas ride it out, leaning forward before he could fully recover to kiss him again.
Lucas Miller: Lucas played along this time, letting Taako keep control but enjoying the kiss. His hands pet through Taako's hair.
Taako: Taako pulled away, gasping from the kiss. "Now it's your turn. I'll fuckin' ruin you, Miller."
Lucas Miller: "I'm not- give me a minute." he whined, legs still splayed and eyes running. Lucas sat up properly and looked Taako over. "That was good."
Taako: Taako was already up, pulling his pants down as he waved a dismissive thank you. He smiled down at Lucas after fully stripping, moving to straddle his chest.
Lucas Miller: Lucas giggled nervously and laid back as Taako advanced, looking him over, "I... I can't.. Taako, I can't reach you." his stomach fluttered as he realized what was to come. At least- as far as he knew. "Maybe- can you lay down? It'll be easier, and..." another nervous laugh.
Taako: Taako raised his hand and slapped Lucas again, suddenly more excited with the position he had over the man. "You're in my house, kemosabe. You do what I say."
Lucas Miller: Jesus. Lucas felt the shockwave from his face to cock and didn't bother hiding the face, "Y-yes, Sir."
Taako: Taako moved forward and gripped Lucas's hair hard as he slowly lowered himself down in inch. He pulled on Lucas's hair to raise him up the rest of the way, encouraging Lucas to start.
Lucas Miller: "I've never-" cut off by the tug, Lucas just whined and gave Taako his best pout before nervously pushing out his tongue, giving a curious, short lick over his labia.
Taako: Taako sighed softly, leaning froward to take Lucas's hair in his other hand as well. "Come on, don't be shy."
Lucas Miller: Lucas followed his directions, giving a little more, a little faster, trying to push up into Taako.
Taako: Taako let his eyes slip shut, moving his hips to rock down against Lucas's tongue only slightly. The last thing he wanted to do was overwhelm him too quickly.
Lucas Miller: It was... not bad. The threat of Taako dropping on him was the biggest hold up, even though Lucas plain and simple didn't know what he was doing. He knew what felt god for him, though, and tried to seal his mouth over Taako's clit, sucking at it and looking up with wide eyes, seeking approval.
Taako: Taako moaned, his grip on Lucas's hair getting a fraction tighter. "Yeah, that's it. That's good."
Lucas Miller: Good. Lucas kept on with that, moving his head in time with the suction, even trying to push his tongue up into it.
Taako: Taako sighed, happy with how well Lucas was doing. Every time the other hit a particularly sensitive spot, Taako would jerk his hips, and slowly that turned into Taako slowly rocking against Lucas.
Lucas Miller: Now that he'd found a good thing, Lucas wasn't going to lose it. He let Taako move how he wanted, but kept his mouth sucking at the clit. One hand came up to push a finger into Taako, moaning at how warm and wet and ready he seemed.
Taako: Taako moaned, almost instinctively rocking down on Lucas's hand. "Fuck, fuck, don't stop. Don't you dare fuckin' stop."
Lucas Miller: Thank god, oh, god. Lucas's other hand found its way down to start fucking himself in time as another finger found its way into Taako.
Taako: Taako stayed like that, rolling his hips against Lucas's face, almost frozen with how tense he was in the moments leading up to coming. When he finally did, he almost lifted off Lucas, but pulled him up with him by his hair.
Lucas Miller: Lucas was scrambling to follow Taako, his hands pulling out to help push him off the couch, wet fingers knotting into he cushion.
Taako: Taako got up, his legs shaking. Before Lucas could sit up, though, Taako gripped his shoulder to keep him down. He leaned forward to kiss Lucas again, moaning at the faint taste of himself.
Lucas Miller: Lucas had to be pushed back onto the couch. He moaned and properly wiped his hands off on the couch as he watched Taako with half-lidded eyes.
Taako: Taako looked down at Lucas with the same expression, panting softly. "God damnit," he muttered, almost to himself.
Lucas Miller: "What?" he licked his lips, "You- uh." Lucas tried for a smile, "You're pretty."
Taako: Taako looked back down, rolling his eyes. "Yeah? You aren't so bad either, I guess."
Lucas Miller: Lucas smirked, "I thought I was disgusting." something about that vulnerable, just-came Taako made Lucas feel brave.
Taako: "Don't you have showers at your lab? You live there, I thought."
Lucas Miller: "I do." The bravery was, incidentally, gone! Lucas melted back a little.
Taako: "Well, I dunno, if you want to do that again, I wouldn't oppose to it." Taako breathed out a laugh, looking away for a second. "I don't think Kravitz would either."
Lucas Miller: Lucas perked up. He wanted to sit up, but didn't dare it. "I- yes, please. I - he's that. The reaper, right?"
Taako: "Yeah. He's also my boyfriend."
Lucas Miller: "Oh." Lucas laid still, picking at his thumbnail a second before blurting, "I thought about him too. After all that."
Taako: "I figured. I mean- So did I."
Lucas Miller: Lucas smiled, "I thought about all of you." his hands came up and rubbed over his face, "Uh- just... punishing me."
Taako: "Yeah? Like how?"
Lucas Miller: "Yelling." Lucas could feel his blush returning. "Mostly yelling. I - you slapped me, that was so good. Um, the... I thought about sex stuff, of course," he peeked between his fingers, "I thought about Magnus fucking my mouth."
Taako: "I don't think Magnus is the relationship type. Especially after the shit you pulled." Taako leaned away from Lucas's hands to sit down next to him. "Fuckin' horrible, you know that? Worst Candlenights ever."
Lucas Miller: Lucas nodded and sat himself up, "I just want him to hurt me. Tell me I did something wrong and he hates me and I'm just a disgusting little piece of shit."
Taako: "Okay, alright, don't get too over your head. I don't think he even wants to see you."
Lucas Miller: "I know." Lucas squirmed, "I'm just /saying,/ I- I think he'd have a huge cock, and I- I fantasize about that."
Taako: Taako rolled his eyes, taking a deep breath before standing up. "Well, anyway. Do you want to take a shower, or somehting?"
Lucas Miller: Lucas nodded and pushed himself up too, crossing his arms nervously over his breasts. "Can you- do you need one?" he licked his lips, giving Taako a look over.
Taako: "I mean, sure. After what just happened." He stepped past Lucas, leading the way to the shower.
Lucas Miller: Eager, Lucas trotted along behind Taako, unafraid to take in an eyeful now that Taako wasn't watching him.
Taako: As Taako waited for the shower to heat up, he finally looked Lucas over thoroughly, taking in all the small details he didn't care to notice before. Lots of small scattered scars, probably from work. But he noticed bruises too. He reached out a poked one. "What are all these from? I thought you weren't working anymore on account of your death."
Lucas Miller: Jesus. Lucas pulled back a little and rubbed his hand over his arm, "I- I felt like-" he couldn't meet Taako's eyes and finally just glared at the floor. "I needed to be punished, you know?
Taako: Taako looked up at Lucas, surprisingly speechless. "I- But I thought this was your first time."
Lucas Miller: "Yep." Lucas nodded and forced himself to offer Taako a little smile. "I didn't- I didn't deserve to get off. Those times."
Taako: Taako huffed out a laugh, but didn't smile. He looked at Lucas with almost disappointment, shaking his head slowly as he stepped past him to get in the shower. He didn't want to admit it, but he knew the feeling all too well of the type of sex Lucas was talking about, and all Taako wanted to do was drop the subject before it resulted in a nervous breakdown and never seeing Lucas again.
Lucas Miller: Lucas hung behind, waiting a good few seconds before trailing Taako into the shower, blinking up at him as though he needed approval. "Thank you. For letting me in, and... that."
Taako: Taako nodded, turning to face Lucas. He never expected to be here with him, but this didn't feel wrong in any way. Where they were, together, seemed almost intimate in a way and Taako hated it. He nodded again as a way to dismiss the conversation, but didn't move away.
Lucas Miller: Lucas took the silence as an invitation to keep going, prove he deserved attention. His arms wrapped around Taako's hips and he stepped closer. "You really are beautiful."
Taako: Taako took a sharp, shaky breath, frozen in place. He nodded again. "I- Yeah. Sorry. Fuck. Lucas, I think this is the first casual sex I've had that..." he paused, trying to find the right words, "wasn't shitty?"
Lucas Miller: That perked him right up. Lucas pushed against Taako and went up on his tiptoes, "I was good?" he stole a kiss. "I'm good?"
Taako: Taako almost fell back with the sudden extra weight of Lucas against him. "Sure, but that's not... what I meant."
Lucas Miller: It almost took a second for that to tick in Lucas' mind. "Oh. Oh, sorry, Taako." he squirmed for a second, "I thought- I thought you were great. I don't... I don't know. I'm sorry."
Taako: Taako nodded again, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, but uh, it's fine. Listen, drop it, okay?" He stepped out of Lucas's grip.
Lucas Miller: "Okay." Lucas nodded along and hung back, not quite sure what to do. .
Taako: Taako sayed quiet for a second before turning back to Lucas. "Sorry that uh, kinda sucked."
Taako: Taako sayed quiet for a second before turning back to Lucas. "Sorry that uh, kinda sucked."
Lucas Miller: Lucas shook his head, "No, uh, no, it's fine." he wasn't sure what to do and decided they best move forward. "What, uh, whose shampoo should I use?"
Taako: "Mine is, uh, fine. Unless you want to smell like someone else."
Lucas Miller: "It's up to you, that's why I asked." Lucas felt not quite comfortable anymore. The idea of a shower had gotten him worked up, but the vibe had taken a nose dive.
Taako: Taako avoided looking for a moment before meeting eyes with Lucas. "I fucked up, didn't I?"
Lucas Miller: Lucas started a little, "Huh? Uh, I mean." he felt a blush starting again. "I just. It surprised me."
Taako: Taako stepped forward, reaching out to run a hand down Lucas's side. He decided quickly to change the subject. "You're so red."
Lucas Miller: "I'm embarrassed." he mumbled, "You keep me embarrassed." Lucas opened up to the touch, giving Taako his best sultry look.
Taako: "Is that a good or a bad thing?"
Lucas Miller: Lucas gave a soft laugh and slid his hand between his legs, showing off the fingers, "It's... it's very good, Taako, I like that."
Taako: Taako licked his lips, humming softly. "What if someone came home right now and saw us? How embarrassed would you be?"
Lucas Miller: "Jesus." he pushed the wet fingers into his own mouth, mumbling around them, "I- I'd die. Taako."
Taako: "Would you? Or would you want to show them? What if it was Magnus?" He leaned in, biting Lucas's earlobe as he whispered, "What if he wanted to watch?"
Lucas Miller: Lucas whined, "He- he can. I'd show off."
Taako: "What would you do to me, to impress him? To redeem yourself?"
Lucas Miller: "Anything you asked." he was quick to posit. "I- I wanna let you ride my face while I kneel. Eat you out on my knees."
Taako: Taako smiled, sliding his hand up to wrap his arm around Lucas's neck. "I bet he'd like to watch that. Watch you desperate to please me."
Lucas Miller: Lucas nodded, tipping his head back to expose his throat, "I am. I really, really am, Taako."
Taako: Suddenly, Taako pushed Lucas back against the wall, pinning him there. "Are you? What if I kept you here forever?"
Lucas Miller: Fuck. Lucas started to squirm, eyes wide, "T-to use me? Or-" he felt his face burning hotter, "If you kept me here...."
Taako: "Don't think about it too much. I could cook for you and in return I'd show you off to Magnus."
Lucas Miller: "I'd like that." he mumbled, he couldn't meet Taako's eyes.
Taako: Taako stepped back, sitting on the edge of the shower. He ran his fingers though his wet hair and crossed his legs. "Get off for me."
Lucas Miller: Lucas hesitated for a second, but didn't let that stop him. He stayed with his back against the wall, crouching a little to splay his legs and work two fingers in. He pretended Taako wasn't there.
Taako: Taako hummed with approval, silently watching as he thought of more to say.
Taako: Taako hummed with approval, silently watching as he thought of more to say.
Lucas Miller: Lucas was fast with himself, one hand came down to work his clit as he fucked himself on two fingers, already starting to whine and gasp.
Taako: Instead of saying anything, Taako decided to just sit and watch. Slowly, he reached down to touch himself, impressed with the show Lucas was putting on for him.
Lucas Miller: "I think of you guys." he mumbled, dipping down further, knees higher than his hips as Lucas slowly slid to the floor. "When I touch myself, I think of you on that day."
Taako: "Do you? Do you think about Magnus choking you out?"
Lucas Miller: A desperate nod. Lucas' hands moved faster. "I- sometimes-" the hand came up off his clit and gripped around his throat, pushing his head back against the wall.
Taako: "Oh, you are now," Taako said, quietly. "You're such a slut. You're disgusting."
Lucas Miller: Lucas dragged in a breath, nodding as much as he could with the hand around his throat still.
Taako: Taako extended his leg and nudged Lucas's knees apart further, humming softly with approval.
Lucas Miller: God, he was desperate for it now. Lucas was starting to feel light headed, but it was worth it, with Taako watching. The heel of his hand ground against his dick as he fucked himself on display.
Taako: Taako watched quietly, knowing Lucas was close. He could see his face turning red, and he almost laughed at him.
Lucas Miller: As he felt himself reach the peak, Lucas let go and gasped, nearly falling forward as he shuddered through the orgasm.
Taako: Taako stood as Lucas lay gasping on the shower floor. He shut off the tap and left, smiling to himself as he heard Lucas gasping from the other room.
Lucas Miller: Christ. Lucas let himself ride through it and the after shocks, then picked himself up off the floor, a little dizzy. He took the time to splash his face in the mirror and rinse off his hands before wandering back out into the main space. "Taako?"
Taako: Taako turned around and smiled, waving Lucas over to sit next to him. "Leaving you there like a pathetic heap was part of the fun."
Lucas Miller: "Dick." he confirmed, scuttling over to sit by Taako and scratching over his stubble. "I usually pass out. On my own."
Taako: "Stupid. You heart your throat doing it like that."
Lucas Miller: Lucas licked his lips, "Show me, then." he spread a little and gave Taako his best smirk.
Taako: "Let's take a break for a sec. I need to dry my hair."
Lucas Miller: Appropriately chastised, Lucas nodded, then swallowed thickly, "I, uh. I shouldn't... get redressed in those." his gut was churning with embarrassment, "I. They weren't clean when I put them on last time."
Taako: "No. You shouldn't. You need to put yourself back together, Miller."
Lucas Miller: "I don't have a reason to take care of myself right now." he mumbled, avoiding Taako's eyes, "Can, uh, can I borrow something of yours? Even just underwear."
Taako: "I can just... wash that stuff for you." He raised his hands, and whispered something quiet under his breath as all the moisture in his hair seemingly disappeared.
Lucas Miller: "No, god, no you don't have to! I'll bring them back home with me, I will."
Taako: "It's fine, I've been meaning to wash some other stuff too, so..."
Lucas Miller: Lucas sat nervously, "Thank you." he mumbled. "I do really appreciate that."