[He set the last of his dishes aside to dry on the rack and pulled the plug to drain the water before he was shaking off his wet hands then drying them on a cloth. His head tipped slightly to accommodate the nuzzling, and he found it even more distracting since the blood bond had formed between them.]
Oh yes, this old body of mine does appreciate a good massage. [He snorted at the joke and he nudged an elbow back against Maul's ribs.] Oh don't worry, mi sol, I'll rub your gears too.
[He turned in the circle of Maul's arms so he could drop his own across the younger man's shoulders. His mask turned to smoke when he was assured they were alone in the kitchen and leaned in so he could place a sweet lingering kiss on Maul's forehead.]
Whose turn is it to carry the other embarrassingly around the house? Mine I think?
[This one was just like a big cat when he wanted to be. He began to purr softly when Reaper showed him affection, a soft smile that he reserved just for his mate on his face.]
I believe so. The last time I got to carry you around in an obnoxious fashion was when we terrorized Luke.
[Not that the young Jedi didn't deserve a good trolling in Maul's opinion. He didn't fight when Reaper picked him up, just laughing softly about it.]
Just don't drop me, old man. You know what they say about getting older and one's.....stamina.
[Ah yes, how could he forget? He and Maul were excellent about terrorizing the kid, though he never expected it to be too serious. It was all in good fun, and the carrying bit afterwards was a great finale to any conversation. After all, neither he nor Maul had the appearance of people easy to carry around.]
That was a good time. Kid certainly likes to dig his own holes and sit in them. It's been awhile since I met that kind of thirsty disaster bisexual.
[Even as he smiled about how they needled Luke, Reaper was shifting his arms so he could scoop Maul up into his grip, bridal style. He made a point of shifting his grip and pretending to nearly drop Maul at least twice, groaning like his back was ailing him.]
What I will lack in stamina, I will make up for with biting enthusiasm, I assure you.
[Out of the kitchen they went then up the stairs quietly, down the main landing hallway until they reached his room on the far end of the building. He shouldered his way in, careful not to bang Maul's head on the doorframe then kicked the door closed so that they could have privacy.
He deposited Maul unceremoniously on the bed before reaching out to cup the Zabrak's cheeks in his hands. His thumbs stroked the faint shadow of his fingers that was mostly hidden among Maul's facial tattoos. Living dangerously, he leaned down to place a kiss on the crown of Maul's head, chin and forehead being brushed by horn tips.]
Bisexual? [Maul chuckled.] You Earth humans and your little labels. So quaint.
[Maul had never much thought about what described his own sexuality. He liked what he liked and that was it. About the only thing he could really say was that he had a preference for men rather than women, though even then what he found attractive had far more to do with the personality of a person than their gender.
He continued to make a soft purring sound as Reaper carried him off to his room. Fortunately, the house had a good policy of no one bursting into the room if the door was closed, a sign the occupant (or occupants in this case) wanted privacy. This was something Maul could greatly appreciate. He didn't need any of the kids coming in when he and his husband were trying to get it on. The purring only increased in volume as Reaper began to kiss his skin.
Maul began to strip down when asked, pulling off his coat and shirt in a slow, sensual fashion. When they were littering the floor, he gestured for Reaper to do the same.]
Come over here. I want to feel my hands on your body.
[Despite the numerous scars that littered Reaper's form, he'd always found the older man supremely attractive. Indeed, each one told a tale of how Reaper had overcome whatever adversity had been thrown his way. They were both fighters and neither one of them had ever been the type to go down easily.]
Well, I suppose Pansexual would be more accurate, since there are so many alien species and I assume the kid likes whatever crosses his path at this point.
[He knew Maul didn't care much for labels, but it was a lot easier for people to accept themselves if they had a description for it. There was comfort in that after all, not that it mattered much to him at this stage since he had become much the same as Maul in that he was attracted to whoever he found interesting regardless of gender and race. He supposed he was pansexual these days too thanks to dating and marrying Maul.
He stepped back to watch the divestment of clothing, saviouring the way that Maul moved to do so. He was already unclasping parts of his armour as he watched Maul, aware it could take him a much longer time to remove his clothing if he bothered with the antics. He could just turn it to smoke, but where was the fun in that?
He shed his clothing and armour in a much larger pile, revealing body-wide scars from his numerous battles and encounters. The old burn scars were by far the most prevalent. He even pulled the tie on his hair, letting it be free before he was stepping up to Maul as he ran his fingers over various battle scars that Maul had. He always found them very attractive.
He leaned his head in to nudge their nose tips together then moved in further to plant a kiss on Maul's mouth.]
[Maul watched Reaper shed his own clothes, enjoying the sight of armor and fabric being shed. There was something to be said for the glorious wait and anticipation that came with the two of them starting off this way. It'd been a while since they really got to take their time with one another. He reached up, wrapping a hand around Reaper's neck, and pulling him in close as the two of them began to kiss. For Maul, being without his lower half, physical touch and the friction that came from two bodies coming together counted for a lot when it came to experiencing pleasure.
He ran his fingers slowly and gently through Reaper's hair. Being without any himself, he was a little fascinated by the long locks his mate possessed. He planted a few small kisses along Reaper's face, his cheeks, and neck, tracing his lips down to his goatee gently.]
Maybe this blood compulsion wasn't such a bad thing after all....
[A long time ago, Reaper had learned what Maul enjoyed when it came to intimacy. For one, the anticipation meant a lot to stir the emotions, but it had to come with some physical contact after or else there would be frustration. He cared very little for Maul's limitations thanks to having a distinct lack of flesh below the waist, and if anything, it encouraged them to get creative and softer with each other in certain times.
His palms moved to rest against the sides of Maul's neck, thumbs stroking the strong line of the Zabrak's jawline as they kissed. They didn't remain in one place though, sliding down Maul's neck to shoulders where he could start a light massage - as promised - even if the position wasn't right.]
Please, you're always this needy. You just pretend to hide it unless there is something stirring your blood.
[He was teasing, of course. Maul was just a giant cat with horns and thus could be fickle when wanting what kind of attention. He nipped Maul's temple now that his lover's mouth was on the move. At the same time, he dragged his hands over to massage Maul's upper biceps and triceps.]
It is nice to spend such time with you. Do you want to lay down first for a massage?
[Maul said with a small twist of his mouth. Reaper wasn't nearly as vocal about it but he had a very dramatic tendency to reveal just how much he wanted Maul around at certain moments. Still, the attention Reaper was paying to him at the moment was drawing a soft purr from Maul that only increased once he started to rub his sore muscles.
When Reaper asked if he wanted to get the first massage, he laid back down on the bed, stretching out so that his husband could properly access the flesh half of his body.]
I can't remember the last time someone rubbed out my sore muscles.
[The physical nature of Maul's fighting style meant he held a lot of tension and aches to his muscles. Having someone rub them meant he was likely to turn into just a big limp noodle by the end of it all.]
I'm far less needy than you are, mi sol, but ten times more dramatic
[He could be needy, but he also respected Maul's time elsewhere. His husband had plenty of personal growth that was being undertaken and woe be to him to stand in the way of that, and his distance on such matters was basically his version of support. He did appreciate that they had the time that they did, especially with how turbulent their relationship had been at one point.
He followed, swinging one leg over Maul's mechanical hips and straddling the Zabrak. He made himself perfectly comfortable before he set his hands to Maul and started by stroking his hands up and down his husband's back so his hands would be a normal temperature when he began to knead those muscles.]
I can't remember the last time you complained much about sore muscles. You remain in pique shape after all, but look at you... so tense.
[And if that was a thing that Maul wanted, he was not opposed to giving massages. He started at Maul's shoulders, working out the tensions there with pointed kneading and digging his fingers into hard muscles. Between his hands working, he leaned down to set a lingering kiss the back of of Maul's neck, careful of the crown of horns, as always.]
On that we can agree. It's like being with a living personification of the Black Parade they have going on out there all month.
[Maul made a mental note to suggest going out and having fun during the festivities as another date night. Remarkably, having set time to have dates or sex really had been the best thing since they got married. It gave Maul something to look forward to and plan for. That in its own odd way could be sexy as anything spontaneous they also did.]
I try not to complain about myself much.
[It was true that Maul would bitch and moan about the circumstances he was in but talking about himself personally, things like a sore body or his broken mind, wasn't really his forte. It just never seemed to make much sense to him.]
Never helped me much growing up so I got out of the habit of it.
[Palpatine certainly didn't want to hear it, so Maul learned to bury it all down inside him like so much else.
But Maul didn't want to think about his master right now, and for once, he banished the thought of his easily. It was hard to think of anything else beyond the wonderful feeling of Reaper's fingers digging into his tense muscles as they worked out all the kinks. His whole body began to relax, even the mechanical half as it listened to the signals from his brain that controlled the prosthetics.]
That means you'll always be interested in what it is I'm going to be dramatic about. Though, the Black Parade seems like it would be the perfect atmosphere for us to attend, don't you think?
[He had already been thinking that it would be entertaining for Maul and him to attend the Black Parade. He had fallen into wanting to keep their relationship fresh, and they required effort on both of their parts to accomplish. He thought changing it up and enjoying different scenes would help with that, especially since it was right up their alley.
He also had an inkling that Maul would enjoy it based on the subtleties of the blood bond shared.
For now, what was important was this moment, his hands on Maul's flesh kneading and working out that tension. Thankfully he had plenty of practice with massaging, and he knew that Maul could take the occasional discomfort of a particularly stubborn knot in muscle being worked on.]
If the complaint won't urge a resolution, there's no point airing it. Unless you have a man cold, then I have been told those always earn a good griping from any male I've spoken to.
[He felt the relaxation slowly come over his husband's body, though he didn't stop. Now was the fun part where he had worked most of the kinks out of loosened muscles and it became less of a massage and more of a good kneading and plenty of palm dragging and rubbing to points he knew would get tense again quicker than other muscle groups.]
Either way, you're allowed to complain to me. Even if it's just mentally.
I'd love to. The masks and face paints this year seem especially dramatic.
[And were only bound to get even more dramatic given Maul was going to get transformed into a dinosaur in the next month. That would be fun for both of them no doubt.
He closed his eyes as Reaper worked out all the kinks in his muscles, sighing happily as he hit all the spots that could make Maul growl and moan with pleasure as they were touched.
The the Zabrak tilted his head as Reaper massaged his neck, licking at the fingers of one of his hands and nipping at the skin there gently with his sharp teeth0. Communication between the two of them was important to Maul. He'd never had anyone he could be so very open with in a loving, caring manner. He was able to tell Reaper anything and knew that he wouldn't run away or be horrified by what he saw.]
I'll remember that.
[He said, tossing the thought towards Reaper. He'd been careful with their bond thus far. He knew Reaper hadn't entirely wanted it to begin with and it had mostly been the mental coercion of the month they'd gotten married which had made both of them think such a thing was good. So Maul had made sure that he wasn't going to do anything that would cause Reaper to regret or think that he was betraying him using their mental connection.]
The masks are fine, but I won't be publicly participating in face paints.
[Despite the fact that many in Deerington had seen his face when he had died one too many times and ended up wandering around naked everywhere, he was still rather protective of his face being exposed. He wasn't one for public spaces where that was a big risk out of habit, but he wouldn't have a problem with participating in a private setting if that was an option.
He expected SOME trick with the Parade, but his lover becoming a dinosaur was probably not the extreme he was thinking. He would be deeply amused when it happened though. So many jokes to be had at Maul's expense.
Until then, one hand was rubbing and massaging the back of Maul's neck and the other was walking his fingers down either side of Maul's spine to ease tension out of the connections there. After all, the bond did afford him with a certain awareness of Maul's body beyond the mind, so he knew better than ever what his husband liked and needed in a physical sense. The connection and thus his knowledge was sharper when they were close together like this too, and it was part of the bond that he used the most.
Yet, he paused in his motions at the mental words that reached him, lifting his eyes from examining Maul's spine to peering at the Zabrak's face. The corner of his lips twitched and he leaned down to kiss the corner of Maul's lips.
The mental link was still a dangerous thing to him, but he amended his opinion that if he was to have one, Maul would be the one he would best share it with. After all, both of their minds were cluttered with dark thoughts, dark impulses and twisted old memories that he figured anyone else would judge them harshly on. Not Maul though. Maul accepted him as he accepted Maul.]
If you ever forget, I'll remind you. This mental link means I can snoop on you any time I like after all. [Not that he did. Maul was far more functional with the link than he was, only because, as he understood it, the Force had plenty of mental perceptions and impressions to it.]
I'm sure we can find you a nice death's head mask to wear. Or something that makes you look like the Red Death attending the ball.
[Maul had read enough Edgar Allan Poe to be familiar with the gothic imagery produced by his works by now. The idea of dressing his lover up all in red as the Red Death appealed to Maul's own dramatic sensibilities.
What he could feel in Reaper's mind soothed Maul's own brokenness in his own. It made him feel like there was nothing wrong with him, that it was alright to be the way he was, full of darkness and anger all the time because his husband was the same way. One of the greatest gifts Reaper had ever given Maul was not ever forcing him to change. Being able to know someone loved him just for the way he was gave Maul something he hadn't even known he'd craved in his lie.]
Remind me to show you sometime how to put up a wall to keep someone out of your head....some other time.
[He waited until Reaper was leaning over him again to massage him more. Then he flipped over onto his back, wrapped his legs around Reaper's waist, and then used his momentum to drag his husband onto the bed. Maul ended up on top straddling him. He leaned down as his hands started to rub over Reaper's muscles.]
I would be perfectly willing to wear a different mask. I can change the one I wear, but it's the typical one that people recognize. [After all, his clothes were more of a mental fabrication, though with Maul he sometimes did just wear actual clothes. He also could let his be stripped off for the fun of it.] Did I tell you that I once dressed as the Red Death for a Halloween party? That party had a coup right in the middle, so it was a good time.
[It had put him in the perfect position to not just be a mercenary for Talon's services but an actual council member where he could play his part in making decisions. More importantly, that party had given him leverage to start digging for the key information that he was looking for to take Talon apart from the inside.
But those were times long gone. He had made the decision to stay here to cultivate the life he had made in Deerington. A large part of that had been friends but also his relationship with Maul. He would have his revenge, but it wouldn't be the part of him that was here. He needed what he had with Maul, just two broken people trying to make it work and doing a better job than most.]
I can keep my thoughts to myself, but it would be good to have different techniques. Even you and I have secrets.
[And he oddly respected any secret Maul needed to keep.
He growled when the tables where turned, and he was suddenly forced down onto the mattress with a heavy bounce. He didn't resist even if he could, thrilling at Maul suddenly going into action as he always did. He stretched out like a lazy cat, watching Maul with some bemusement.]
So I see. Let's put you to work then, shall we? [He winked cheekily.]
Maybe you can give them all a good shock that way. I can think of a few people who would be shocked at finding out it was you in a different mask after you'd trolled them for a while.
[Lance and Luke both sprang to mind as the usual targets for such hijinks. He grinned as Reaper described the party he'd been at where a coup happened.]
Now that sounds like the type of party I'd enjoy.
[Frankly, Maul didn't see the point in attending such an event unless there was a few bodies piled up by the end of it. A party with a death or two during was a dull event from his point-of-view.]
I'll show you how to form a mental wall.....later.
[Right now, he wanted to make sure Reaper was able to read everything that was going on in his mind while the two of them were together like this. He did lean down, purring softly, and nipped at the thin skin along his husband's neck.
Then Maul cracked his fingers and then put them to good use, kneading them into Reaper's flesh, starting at his shoulders and then going all the way down his body. He took his time. So often he showed the way he cared about others through physical acts like this rather than purely through words. Talking often got him in trouble more often than not. But the things he did couldn't be misinterpreted, not when there was a clear meaning behind them.]
You know that I'm all here for a good shock. I've been a bit too nice seeming the last little while, and I can't keep that up long-term.
[He would be very happy to take the piss out of Lance and Luke, though both kids would definitely react in a very different manner to him. If anything, that made it even more entertaining. He reached out to stroke his fingertips down Maul's chest affectionately from where he was laid out.]
Oh, you would have enjoyed it, I expect. There is nothing quite like the chaos of a good coup to consolidate a good position. And we both know how much you like chaos.
[Later was satisfying enough for him, as it was an easy excuse for them to spend more time together and have an opportunity to be vulnerable with one another. That was a state he had never ever wanted to have, but after his and Maul's rocky moments a few months back, he understood they both needed to open up more and work through their personal issues to be a stronger couple.
He shivered at the nip, stroking a hand over the crown of Maul's head before he settled into the massage that he was in the process of receiving. It had been a long time since he had been worked over like this, and he rumbled in pleasure as he slowly relaxed into the press, rub and dig of Maul's hands. His eyes closed and some of his hair moved to curl around Maul's legs affectionately. He opened his side of the bond so Maul could experience some of his warm emotions of pleasure and trust.]
It appears both of our reputations have taken a bit of a hit as of late. Too bad going on a murderous rampage will only undo all that I have tried to do so in the past seven months or so.
[Maul was still slowly trying to do better. He was glad that Reaper had let him have that freedom to make his own decisions on what he wanted to do regarding how he was viewed by other Sleepers and Trench as a whole.]
Indeed. The one where I beheaded the leader of Death Watch and took over as ruler of Mandalore was quite spectacular.
[It had been one of the last times Maul had been truly happy in his own galaxy, the satisfaction of defeating someone in combat and getting just what he wanted through violence enough to make it one of the better memories he had from that period of time in his life, at least of the ones where his family wasn't involved.
Maul slowly and tenderly massaged his husband's body, using his sense of touch to make him feel good. He paid special attention to Reaper's hands and feet, massaging them slowly, working the kinks out of the muscles and tendons there while putting gentle pressure on the bones on his lover's appendages.]
Yes, I don't think that network post with Ahiru did my reputation any favours, and you've been softening for months at your own pace.
[Reaper accepted Maul for who his lover was, and now even moreso, it was easy to know who Maul was becoming. There would always be significant darkness in Maul, but these days, it was less impulsive and emotionally driven. He expected nothing but to enjoy what Maul was, knowing they would always been fundamentally the same on levels.
They could pretend to be 'good men' all they liked, but the reality was that they were both drenched in the blood of years of circumstances that they had both hated and enjoyed. It's what made the both less terrifying for him; thoughts similar enough to his but different enough to be intriguing.]
That sounds exciting. There is nothing quite like toppling governments or groups, is there?
[There was happiness in the bond coming from Maul but also being reflected back to his husband too. Those memories had gotten them both closer to a personal goal, and he was getting used to sharing such things with Maul. Maybe not the fine details, but the complex emotions hidden under driving and succeeding for a goal.
He made soft noises when Maul found a particularly tender spot, little winces as tense muscles and tendons were worked on until they relaxed. All the time, he had his head turned to watch Maul, red eyes keenly following each rise and fall of muscle on Maul's body in motion.]
You're beautiful. [It was easy to send the thought over to Maul.]
Yes, people seem aware of our softer sides. Not that it keeps them from bringing me up as an example of how notorious Sleepers can become.
[Part of Maul was irked at the fact that they wouldn't take his second chance as being a serious effort. But part of him was also glad that his reputation was so fearsome that no one was likely to forget him anytime soon. He was a monster, the same as Reaper, and proud of it.
When Reaper told him he was beautiful, he sent back something down their link, not made of words but instead made up of emotions. He opened himself up, showing Reaper all the love, tenderness, and kindness that he'd shown him over the time they'd been together. There was a lot of emotions there all warm and bright. He had no idea where he would have been without his husband right now.
He decided to turn this into a happy ending massage. After he was done massaging Reaper's muscles, he took hold of Reaper's dick and stroking him slowly to get him hard.]
It might be annoying when you're trying to make it clear you're dedicated to change, but it's a good thing. Less people will think to mess with you and yours. Trust me, your reputation is still worth its weight in gold.
[Reaper knew that people might mock him a little for being soft with some of the kids, but he had no doubt that most would also think twice about messing with them. The same went for Maul, especially given how he and his husband tended to overreact when the other was in danger, injured or killed.
It was like keeping a tiger in the house, he thought. It was friendly enough, but given the right circumstance, it would bite. Perhaps that was a far more apt thought because Maul looked and sometimes acted just like a big cat.
He almost winced when the link opened and Maul's emotions flooded down to him, but a second into realizing what was happening, he basked in the memories and emotions. It felt like a warm wash of water over his mind, and he sighed contently as he reached out a hand to stroke his fingers around the base of one of Maul's horns. While it was more difficult for him to navigate the bond and let go of his control, he did respond in kind, starting with the memory of when they had both been children together.
His hand moved to the back of Maul's head, pulling his husband up closer as his legs parted with the new attention, and he groaned in pleasure. It didn't take long with the bond or the touch to get hard (thanks SEP modifications too), and he shared his physical pleasure down the bond too. Maul was forever denied that pleasure, but if he shared it, perhaps it would give something similar in return as he took Maul's other hand so he could suck on the Zabrak's middle finger.]
Well-put. Less people will ever try to hurt me or those that I care about if they think I will eviscerate them in turn.
[Maul loved fiercely and with everything that was within him. He'd do whatever it took to protect his loved ones. If it meant the destruction of others, so be it. That was something he had absolutely no interest in changing.
The link they now possessed had many advantages and the closeness they could express to each other was one of them. Maul wanted his mate to only know good things right now in this moment and let himself be fully open, vulnerable to showing all that he felt about Reaper.
He could still feel emotional pleasure but the link with Reaper now allowed him to feel it physically as well. It had been a long, long time since Maul was able to feel anything of that sort and it made him gasp out loud at the feedback sensation he was receiving. It only doubled once Reaper began to suck on one of his fingers, a substitute for his missing dick that allowed him to feel some of that which he was missing. He continued to stroke Reaper's cock with a deft hand, doing his best to make sure it would be good for his husband.]
Hmmm. Thankfully many of those close to you can hold their own in a fight.
[Not that he would ever deny Maul the opportunity to go feral on someone who had done something which clearly deserved that kind of reaction. He wasn't one to even try curbing that kind of behaviour in Maul; it was a fact of life that made him love the Zabrak even more.
His breath escaped through his nose in harsh exhales as the bond between them opened further and further, and it became almost a competition on who could share more in this moment of intimacy. Maul's love and vulnerability washed over him, and it added to the experience of their physicality with one another.
For his part, he made certain that the feel of a hand on his cock, the motion, the heat and pleasure that arose from such motions were passed to Maul. It was something he could give back because he remained whole, and he rumbled a growly moan of pleasure as he timed his own mouth on Maul's finger with the stroking of his husband's hand on his cock to bring the sensations together. Would this even work? Hopeful because Maul deserved such pleasure too.
His hips rose in rolling thrusts to Maul's hand, and the sharing of their blood bond brought him towards his peak quicker than usual. It helped knowing they were sharing everything about this simple but appreciated gesture together.
Given he couldn't actually speak without losing something of the moment, he mentally whispered Maul's name with love and affection but also to announce how close he was.]
[The two of them were completely intertwined now in their bond, the emotions, feelings, and sensations running back and forth between the two of them in a mirror that kept reflecting the love and pleasure the two of them were experiencing between the two of them. This was the most satisfied Maul had been able to feel physically in decades when it came to sex.
Maul was tipped right over the edge as Reaper whispered his name along their bond, sending him into the throes of the emotional orgasm his upper body was still capable of. He kept up his ministrations with Reaper's cock until his husband had also climaxed.
Then he just collapsed on top of Reaper, licking his cum off his hand. He was purring softly, the sound showing how content he was. His other hand stroked through Reaper's hair in affection.]
This place should give me the urge to show affection more often.
[He was thankful that the Vileblood effects this month had made him want to be around Reaper so much. These small moments of pleasure were what kept Maul balanced and sane when his mind was put through the wringer at other times of the month.]
[This was the closest he had probably ever felt to Maul as well, since the bond wasn't always something that he relied on during their intimate times. This was the most he had opened himself to it and shared what he experienced, and it was definitely such a rush as he almost didn't know where his pleasure started and Maul's began. It was such a rush!
He shuddered as Maul worked him to completion, sucking harder on the Zabrak's finger in his mouth as orgasm exploded through their link and it honestly was like two for the price of one. The intensity was dizzying and he rolled his body under Maul's grip, and held into Maul with his one free hand to be grounded.
Then he too collapsed back to the bed, panting harder than expected and blinking his eyes as he came back to himself to the comforting sound of Maul's purr. He deeply loved that noise and hugged Maul close to himself.
Yet, he laughed softly at the comment.]
What are you talking about? You're rather affectionate even without Trench making you want to. You just happen to kick me out less.
[They both appreciated their own space, but if Maul wanted to hang around and snuggle and help him with things, he would not oppose for the moment. They'd only successfully 'lived' together in very rare short periods of time, usually because of some blood or Deerington effect.]
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Date: 2022-10-11 01:54 pm (UTC)From:Oh yes, this old body of mine does appreciate a good massage. [He snorted at the joke and he nudged an elbow back against Maul's ribs.] Oh don't worry, mi sol, I'll rub your gears too.
[He turned in the circle of Maul's arms so he could drop his own across the younger man's shoulders. His mask turned to smoke when he was assured they were alone in the kitchen and leaned in so he could place a sweet lingering kiss on Maul's forehead.]
Whose turn is it to carry the other embarrassingly around the house? Mine I think?
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Date: 2022-10-12 02:03 am (UTC)From:I believe so. The last time I got to carry you around in an obnoxious fashion was when we terrorized Luke.
[Not that the young Jedi didn't deserve a good trolling in Maul's opinion. He didn't fight when Reaper picked him up, just laughing softly about it.]
Just don't drop me, old man. You know what they say about getting older and one's.....stamina.
[He winked at Reaper in an outrageous manner.]
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Date: 2022-10-12 01:34 pm (UTC)From:That was a good time. Kid certainly likes to dig his own holes and sit in them. It's been awhile since I met that kind of thirsty disaster bisexual.
[Even as he smiled about how they needled Luke, Reaper was shifting his arms so he could scoop Maul up into his grip, bridal style. He made a point of shifting his grip and pretending to nearly drop Maul at least twice, groaning like his back was ailing him.]
What I will lack in stamina, I will make up for with biting enthusiasm, I assure you.
[Out of the kitchen they went then up the stairs quietly, down the main landing hallway until they reached his room on the far end of the building. He shouldered his way in, careful not to bang Maul's head on the doorframe then kicked the door closed so that they could have privacy.
He deposited Maul unceremoniously on the bed before reaching out to cup the Zabrak's cheeks in his hands. His thumbs stroked the faint shadow of his fingers that was mostly hidden among Maul's facial tattoos. Living dangerously, he leaned down to place a kiss on the crown of Maul's head, chin and forehead being brushed by horn tips.]
Clothes off. You know you prefer nudity anyway.
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Date: 2022-10-13 12:11 am (UTC)From:[Maul had never much thought about what described his own sexuality. He liked what he liked and that was it. About the only thing he could really say was that he had a preference for men rather than women, though even then what he found attractive had far more to do with the personality of a person than their gender.
He continued to make a soft purring sound as Reaper carried him off to his room. Fortunately, the house had a good policy of no one bursting into the room if the door was closed, a sign the occupant (or occupants in this case) wanted privacy. This was something Maul could greatly appreciate. He didn't need any of the kids coming in when he and his husband were trying to get it on. The purring only increased in volume as Reaper began to kiss his skin.
Maul began to strip down when asked, pulling off his coat and shirt in a slow, sensual fashion. When they were littering the floor, he gestured for Reaper to do the same.]
Come over here. I want to feel my hands on your body.
[Despite the numerous scars that littered Reaper's form, he'd always found the older man supremely attractive. Indeed, each one told a tale of how Reaper had overcome whatever adversity had been thrown his way. They were both fighters and neither one of them had ever been the type to go down easily.]
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Date: 2022-10-13 01:48 pm (UTC)From:[He knew Maul didn't care much for labels, but it was a lot easier for people to accept themselves if they had a description for it. There was comfort in that after all, not that it mattered much to him at this stage since he had become much the same as Maul in that he was attracted to whoever he found interesting regardless of gender and race. He supposed he was pansexual these days too thanks to dating and marrying Maul.
He stepped back to watch the divestment of clothing, saviouring the way that Maul moved to do so. He was already unclasping parts of his armour as he watched Maul, aware it could take him a much longer time to remove his clothing if he bothered with the antics. He could just turn it to smoke, but where was the fun in that?
He shed his clothing and armour in a much larger pile, revealing body-wide scars from his numerous battles and encounters. The old burn scars were by far the most prevalent. He even pulled the tie on his hair, letting it be free before he was stepping up to Maul as he ran his fingers over various battle scars that Maul had. He always found them very attractive.
He leaned his head in to nudge their nose tips together then moved in further to plant a kiss on Maul's mouth.]
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Date: 2022-10-13 11:32 pm (UTC)From:He ran his fingers slowly and gently through Reaper's hair. Being without any himself, he was a little fascinated by the long locks his mate possessed. He planted a few small kisses along Reaper's face, his cheeks, and neck, tracing his lips down to his goatee gently.]
Maybe this blood compulsion wasn't such a bad thing after all....
[He murmured softly.]
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Date: 2022-10-14 01:49 pm (UTC)From:His palms moved to rest against the sides of Maul's neck, thumbs stroking the strong line of the Zabrak's jawline as they kissed. They didn't remain in one place though, sliding down Maul's neck to shoulders where he could start a light massage - as promised - even if the position wasn't right.]
Please, you're always this needy. You just pretend to hide it unless there is something stirring your blood.
[He was teasing, of course. Maul was just a giant cat with horns and thus could be fickle when wanting what kind of attention. He nipped Maul's temple now that his lover's mouth was on the move. At the same time, he dragged his hands over to massage Maul's upper biceps and triceps.]
It is nice to spend such time with you. Do you want to lay down first for a massage?
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Date: 2022-10-18 05:02 am (UTC)From:[Maul said with a small twist of his mouth. Reaper wasn't nearly as vocal about it but he had a very dramatic tendency to reveal just how much he wanted Maul around at certain moments. Still, the attention Reaper was paying to him at the moment was drawing a soft purr from Maul that only increased once he started to rub his sore muscles.
When Reaper asked if he wanted to get the first massage, he laid back down on the bed, stretching out so that his husband could properly access the flesh half of his body.]
I can't remember the last time someone rubbed out my sore muscles.
[The physical nature of Maul's fighting style meant he held a lot of tension and aches to his muscles. Having someone rub them meant he was likely to turn into just a big limp noodle by the end of it all.]
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Date: 2022-10-19 02:05 pm (UTC)From:[He could be needy, but he also respected Maul's time elsewhere. His husband had plenty of personal growth that was being undertaken and woe be to him to stand in the way of that, and his distance on such matters was basically his version of support. He did appreciate that they had the time that they did, especially with how turbulent their relationship had been at one point.
He followed, swinging one leg over Maul's mechanical hips and straddling the Zabrak. He made himself perfectly comfortable before he set his hands to Maul and started by stroking his hands up and down his husband's back so his hands would be a normal temperature when he began to knead those muscles.]
I can't remember the last time you complained much about sore muscles. You remain in pique shape after all, but look at you... so tense.
[And if that was a thing that Maul wanted, he was not opposed to giving massages. He started at Maul's shoulders, working out the tensions there with pointed kneading and digging his fingers into hard muscles. Between his hands working, he leaned down to set a lingering kiss the back of of Maul's neck, careful of the crown of horns, as always.]
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Date: 2022-10-22 10:33 am (UTC)From:[Maul made a mental note to suggest going out and having fun during the festivities as another date night. Remarkably, having set time to have dates or sex really had been the best thing since they got married. It gave Maul something to look forward to and plan for. That in its own odd way could be sexy as anything spontaneous they also did.]
I try not to complain about myself much.
[It was true that Maul would bitch and moan about the circumstances he was in but talking about himself personally, things like a sore body or his broken mind, wasn't really his forte. It just never seemed to make much sense to him.]
Never helped me much growing up so I got out of the habit of it.
[Palpatine certainly didn't want to hear it, so Maul learned to bury it all down inside him like so much else.
But Maul didn't want to think about his master right now, and for once, he banished the thought of his easily. It was hard to think of anything else beyond the wonderful feeling of Reaper's fingers digging into his tense muscles as they worked out all the kinks. His whole body began to relax, even the mechanical half as it listened to the signals from his brain that controlled the prosthetics.]
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Date: 2022-10-22 08:56 pm (UTC)From:[He had already been thinking that it would be entertaining for Maul and him to attend the Black Parade. He had fallen into wanting to keep their relationship fresh, and they required effort on both of their parts to accomplish. He thought changing it up and enjoying different scenes would help with that, especially since it was right up their alley.
He also had an inkling that Maul would enjoy it based on the subtleties of the blood bond shared.
For now, what was important was this moment, his hands on Maul's flesh kneading and working out that tension. Thankfully he had plenty of practice with massaging, and he knew that Maul could take the occasional discomfort of a particularly stubborn knot in muscle being worked on.]
If the complaint won't urge a resolution, there's no point airing it. Unless you have a man cold, then I have been told those always earn a good griping from any male I've spoken to.
[He felt the relaxation slowly come over his husband's body, though he didn't stop. Now was the fun part where he had worked most of the kinks out of loosened muscles and it became less of a massage and more of a good kneading and plenty of palm dragging and rubbing to points he knew would get tense again quicker than other muscle groups.]
Either way, you're allowed to complain to me. Even if it's just mentally.
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Date: 2022-10-25 11:48 am (UTC)From:[And were only bound to get even more dramatic given Maul was going to get transformed into a dinosaur in the next month. That would be fun for both of them no doubt.
He closed his eyes as Reaper worked out all the kinks in his muscles, sighing happily as he hit all the spots that could make Maul growl and moan with pleasure as they were touched.
The the Zabrak tilted his head as Reaper massaged his neck, licking at the fingers of one of his hands and nipping at the skin there gently with his sharp teeth0. Communication between the two of them was important to Maul. He'd never had anyone he could be so very open with in a loving, caring manner. He was able to tell Reaper anything and knew that he wouldn't run away or be horrified by what he saw.]
I'll remember that.
[He said, tossing the thought towards Reaper. He'd been careful with their bond thus far. He knew Reaper hadn't entirely wanted it to begin with and it had mostly been the mental coercion of the month they'd gotten married which had made both of them think such a thing was good. So Maul had made sure that he wasn't going to do anything that would cause Reaper to regret or think that he was betraying him using their mental connection.]
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Date: 2022-10-25 02:08 pm (UTC)From:[Despite the fact that many in Deerington had seen his face when he had died one too many times and ended up wandering around naked everywhere, he was still rather protective of his face being exposed. He wasn't one for public spaces where that was a big risk out of habit, but he wouldn't have a problem with participating in a private setting if that was an option.
He expected SOME trick with the Parade, but his lover becoming a dinosaur was probably not the extreme he was thinking. He would be deeply amused when it happened though. So many jokes to be had at Maul's expense.
Until then, one hand was rubbing and massaging the back of Maul's neck and the other was walking his fingers down either side of Maul's spine to ease tension out of the connections there. After all, the bond did afford him with a certain awareness of Maul's body beyond the mind, so he knew better than ever what his husband liked and needed in a physical sense. The connection and thus his knowledge was sharper when they were close together like this too, and it was part of the bond that he used the most.
Yet, he paused in his motions at the mental words that reached him, lifting his eyes from examining Maul's spine to peering at the Zabrak's face. The corner of his lips twitched and he leaned down to kiss the corner of Maul's lips.
The mental link was still a dangerous thing to him, but he amended his opinion that if he was to have one, Maul would be the one he would best share it with. After all, both of their minds were cluttered with dark thoughts, dark impulses and twisted old memories that he figured anyone else would judge them harshly on. Not Maul though. Maul accepted him as he accepted Maul.]
If you ever forget, I'll remind you. This mental link means I can snoop on you any time I like after all. [Not that he did. Maul was far more functional with the link than he was, only because, as he understood it, the Force had plenty of mental perceptions and impressions to it.]
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Date: 2022-10-26 02:38 am (UTC)From:[Maul had read enough Edgar Allan Poe to be familiar with the gothic imagery produced by his works by now. The idea of dressing his lover up all in red as the Red Death appealed to Maul's own dramatic sensibilities.
What he could feel in Reaper's mind soothed Maul's own brokenness in his own. It made him feel like there was nothing wrong with him, that it was alright to be the way he was, full of darkness and anger all the time because his husband was the same way. One of the greatest gifts Reaper had ever given Maul was not ever forcing him to change. Being able to know someone loved him just for the way he was gave Maul something he hadn't even known he'd craved in his lie.]
Remind me to show you sometime how to put up a wall to keep someone out of your head....some other time.
[He waited until Reaper was leaning over him again to massage him more. Then he flipped over onto his back, wrapped his legs around Reaper's waist, and then used his momentum to drag his husband onto the bed. Maul ended up on top straddling him. He leaned down as his hands started to rub over Reaper's muscles.]
My turn.
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Date: 2022-10-27 01:41 pm (UTC)From:[It had put him in the perfect position to not just be a mercenary for Talon's services but an actual council member where he could play his part in making decisions. More importantly, that party had given him leverage to start digging for the key information that he was looking for to take Talon apart from the inside.
But those were times long gone. He had made the decision to stay here to cultivate the life he had made in Deerington. A large part of that had been friends but also his relationship with Maul. He would have his revenge, but it wouldn't be the part of him that was here. He needed what he had with Maul, just two broken people trying to make it work and doing a better job than most.]
I can keep my thoughts to myself, but it would be good to have different techniques. Even you and I have secrets.
[And he oddly respected any secret Maul needed to keep.
He growled when the tables where turned, and he was suddenly forced down onto the mattress with a heavy bounce. He didn't resist even if he could, thrilling at Maul suddenly going into action as he always did. He stretched out like a lazy cat, watching Maul with some bemusement.]
So I see. Let's put you to work then, shall we? [He winked cheekily.]
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Date: 2022-11-02 08:14 am (UTC)From:[Lance and Luke both sprang to mind as the usual targets for such hijinks. He grinned as Reaper described the party he'd been at where a coup happened.]
Now that sounds like the type of party I'd enjoy.
[Frankly, Maul didn't see the point in attending such an event unless there was a few bodies piled up by the end of it. A party with a death or two during was a dull event from his point-of-view.]
I'll show you how to form a mental wall.....later.
[Right now, he wanted to make sure Reaper was able to read everything that was going on in his mind while the two of them were together like this. He did lean down, purring softly, and nipped at the thin skin along his husband's neck.
Then Maul cracked his fingers and then put them to good use, kneading them into Reaper's flesh, starting at his shoulders and then going all the way down his body. He took his time. So often he showed the way he cared about others through physical acts like this rather than purely through words. Talking often got him in trouble more often than not. But the things he did couldn't be misinterpreted, not when there was a clear meaning behind them.]
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Date: 2022-11-04 02:05 pm (UTC)From:[He would be very happy to take the piss out of Lance and Luke, though both kids would definitely react in a very different manner to him. If anything, that made it even more entertaining. He reached out to stroke his fingertips down Maul's chest affectionately from where he was laid out.]
Oh, you would have enjoyed it, I expect. There is nothing quite like the chaos of a good coup to consolidate a good position. And we both know how much you like chaos.
[Later was satisfying enough for him, as it was an easy excuse for them to spend more time together and have an opportunity to be vulnerable with one another. That was a state he had never ever wanted to have, but after his and Maul's rocky moments a few months back, he understood they both needed to open up more and work through their personal issues to be a stronger couple.
He shivered at the nip, stroking a hand over the crown of Maul's head before he settled into the massage that he was in the process of receiving. It had been a long time since he had been worked over like this, and he rumbled in pleasure as he slowly relaxed into the press, rub and dig of Maul's hands. His eyes closed and some of his hair moved to curl around Maul's legs affectionately. He opened his side of the bond so Maul could experience some of his warm emotions of pleasure and trust.]
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Date: 2022-11-05 05:58 am (UTC)From:[Maul was still slowly trying to do better. He was glad that Reaper had let him have that freedom to make his own decisions on what he wanted to do regarding how he was viewed by other Sleepers and Trench as a whole.]
Indeed. The one where I beheaded the leader of Death Watch and took over as ruler of Mandalore was quite spectacular.
[It had been one of the last times Maul had been truly happy in his own galaxy, the satisfaction of defeating someone in combat and getting just what he wanted through violence enough to make it one of the better memories he had from that period of time in his life, at least of the ones where his family wasn't involved.
Maul slowly and tenderly massaged his husband's body, using his sense of touch to make him feel good. He paid special attention to Reaper's hands and feet, massaging them slowly, working the kinks out of the muscles and tendons there while putting gentle pressure on the bones on his lover's appendages.]
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Date: 2022-11-06 04:37 pm (UTC)From:[Reaper accepted Maul for who his lover was, and now even moreso, it was easy to know who Maul was becoming. There would always be significant darkness in Maul, but these days, it was less impulsive and emotionally driven. He expected nothing but to enjoy what Maul was, knowing they would always been fundamentally the same on levels.
They could pretend to be 'good men' all they liked, but the reality was that they were both drenched in the blood of years of circumstances that they had both hated and enjoyed. It's what made the both less terrifying for him; thoughts similar enough to his but different enough to be intriguing.]
That sounds exciting. There is nothing quite like toppling governments or groups, is there?
[There was happiness in the bond coming from Maul but also being reflected back to his husband too. Those memories had gotten them both closer to a personal goal, and he was getting used to sharing such things with Maul. Maybe not the fine details, but the complex emotions hidden under driving and succeeding for a goal.
He made soft noises when Maul found a particularly tender spot, little winces as tense muscles and tendons were worked on until they relaxed. All the time, he had his head turned to watch Maul, red eyes keenly following each rise and fall of muscle on Maul's body in motion.]
You're beautiful. [It was easy to send the thought over to Maul.]
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Date: 2022-11-07 06:31 am (UTC)From:[Part of Maul was irked at the fact that they wouldn't take his second chance as being a serious effort. But part of him was also glad that his reputation was so fearsome that no one was likely to forget him anytime soon. He was a monster, the same as Reaper, and proud of it.
When Reaper told him he was beautiful, he sent back something down their link, not made of words but instead made up of emotions. He opened himself up, showing Reaper all the love, tenderness, and kindness that he'd shown him over the time they'd been together. There was a lot of emotions there all warm and bright. He had no idea where he would have been without his husband right now.
He decided to turn this into a happy ending massage. After he was done massaging Reaper's muscles, he took hold of Reaper's dick and stroking him slowly to get him hard.]
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Date: 2022-11-07 02:44 pm (UTC)From:[Reaper knew that people might mock him a little for being soft with some of the kids, but he had no doubt that most would also think twice about messing with them. The same went for Maul, especially given how he and his husband tended to overreact when the other was in danger, injured or killed.
It was like keeping a tiger in the house, he thought. It was friendly enough, but given the right circumstance, it would bite. Perhaps that was a far more apt thought because Maul looked and sometimes acted just like a big cat.
He almost winced when the link opened and Maul's emotions flooded down to him, but a second into realizing what was happening, he basked in the memories and emotions. It felt like a warm wash of water over his mind, and he sighed contently as he reached out a hand to stroke his fingers around the base of one of Maul's horns. While it was more difficult for him to navigate the bond and let go of his control, he did respond in kind, starting with the memory of when they had both been children together.
His hand moved to the back of Maul's head, pulling his husband up closer as his legs parted with the new attention, and he groaned in pleasure. It didn't take long with the bond or the touch to get hard (thanks SEP modifications too), and he shared his physical pleasure down the bond too. Maul was forever denied that pleasure, but if he shared it, perhaps it would give something similar in return as he took Maul's other hand so he could suck on the Zabrak's middle finger.]
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Date: 2022-11-08 01:17 am (UTC)From:[Maul loved fiercely and with everything that was within him. He'd do whatever it took to protect his loved ones. If it meant the destruction of others, so be it. That was something he had absolutely no interest in changing.
The link they now possessed had many advantages and the closeness they could express to each other was one of them. Maul wanted his mate to only know good things right now in this moment and let himself be fully open, vulnerable to showing all that he felt about Reaper.
He could still feel emotional pleasure but the link with Reaper now allowed him to feel it physically as well. It had been a long, long time since Maul was able to feel anything of that sort and it made him gasp out loud at the feedback sensation he was receiving. It only doubled once Reaper began to suck on one of his fingers, a substitute for his missing dick that allowed him to feel some of that which he was missing. He continued to stroke Reaper's cock with a deft hand, doing his best to make sure it would be good for his husband.]
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Date: 2022-11-09 02:39 pm (UTC)From:[Not that he would ever deny Maul the opportunity to go feral on someone who had done something which clearly deserved that kind of reaction. He wasn't one to even try curbing that kind of behaviour in Maul; it was a fact of life that made him love the Zabrak even more.
His breath escaped through his nose in harsh exhales as the bond between them opened further and further, and it became almost a competition on who could share more in this moment of intimacy. Maul's love and vulnerability washed over him, and it added to the experience of their physicality with one another.
For his part, he made certain that the feel of a hand on his cock, the motion, the heat and pleasure that arose from such motions were passed to Maul. It was something he could give back because he remained whole, and he rumbled a growly moan of pleasure as he timed his own mouth on Maul's finger with the stroking of his husband's hand on his cock to bring the sensations together. Would this even work? Hopeful because Maul deserved such pleasure too.
His hips rose in rolling thrusts to Maul's hand, and the sharing of their blood bond brought him towards his peak quicker than usual. It helped knowing they were sharing everything about this simple but appreciated gesture together.
Given he couldn't actually speak without losing something of the moment, he mentally whispered Maul's name with love and affection but also to announce how close he was.]
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Date: 2022-11-10 08:36 am (UTC)From:Maul was tipped right over the edge as Reaper whispered his name along their bond, sending him into the throes of the emotional orgasm his upper body was still capable of. He kept up his ministrations with Reaper's cock until his husband had also climaxed.
Then he just collapsed on top of Reaper, licking his cum off his hand. He was purring softly, the sound showing how content he was. His other hand stroked through Reaper's hair in affection.]
This place should give me the urge to show affection more often.
[He was thankful that the Vileblood effects this month had made him want to be around Reaper so much. These small moments of pleasure were what kept Maul balanced and sane when his mind was put through the wringer at other times of the month.]
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Date: 2022-11-13 03:44 pm (UTC)From:He shuddered as Maul worked him to completion, sucking harder on the Zabrak's finger in his mouth as orgasm exploded through their link and it honestly was like two for the price of one. The intensity was dizzying and he rolled his body under Maul's grip, and held into Maul with his one free hand to be grounded.
Then he too collapsed back to the bed, panting harder than expected and blinking his eyes as he came back to himself to the comforting sound of Maul's purr. He deeply loved that noise and hugged Maul close to himself.
Yet, he laughed softly at the comment.]
What are you talking about? You're rather affectionate even without Trench making you want to. You just happen to kick me out less.
[They both appreciated their own space, but if Maul wanted to hang around and snuggle and help him with things, he would not oppose for the moment. They'd only successfully 'lived' together in very rare short periods of time, usually because of some blood or Deerington effect.]
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