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trans artemy/daniil oral

[(Anonymous)]

artemy (no top or bottom surgery) and daniil (both top and bottom surgery) suck each other off.

artemy “i take a professional interest in the handiwork of your cock. as a surgeon.” burakh

daniil “please sit on my face i don’t need to breathe” dankovsky

Re: trans artemy/daniil oral FILL

[(Anonymous)]

CW: A bit of not-so-modern language.

"I never knew it's possible" said Artemy with a hint of jealousy in his voice. He sat on Dankovky's bed, feeling slightly embarrassed.

After he accidentally had walked in on Dankovsky changing and after he had given a decent amount of apologies he wanted to learn all about methods in which could make his body more his own.

"You mentioned performing breast removal in the past" responded Daniil, not looking up from his papers. "Why are you surprised that people adjust their bodies to match their souls?"

"I meant... " he gestured vaguely towards his crotch, "removing that what is sick is easier than joining the healthy things."

"I am not saying that what we have now is perfect. Young doctor from abroad visited my Thanatica and offered me the changes and I agreed, I can't say I am not satisfied with the result." Daniil let out a deep sigh. "I would have given you the information on the surgery, if not for the fate of my Thanatica."

"I am sorry for bringing that up, oynon." Bachelor still was grieving the loss of his creation. "I wouldn't be able to use it for myself, anyhow."

Daniil showed his documents to the side of the desk and looked at Artemy.

"That method is still highly experimental. I was pretty satisfied with what I had before, but I decided to trust that surgeon mostly in the name of making those, who suffered more from the incongruence. If I hadn't been forsaken by the Powers, I would write to that man if you asked me to."

Artemy smiled weakly, considereing his next words, but Daniil decided to look directly at him as if he wanted to burn holes in Artemy's clothes.

"I normally wouldn't agree to this," man started carefully, "but since we are both doctors and both men of the same kind I will allow for some questions."

Artemy knew that he should choose something less personal, mask his interest as purely curiosity, but he couldn't stop the first thing that left his throat.

"Is this pleasurable?"

Daniil gave him a dirty look.

"I see that you are very straightforward with this." He crossed his legs. "It's pecular to explain. It's not behaving like a natal genitalia would, but I would say it's as pleasurable before the operation but at the same different. If you have a skilled partner that knows how to listen, you can have quite delight."

"I can say I have a lot of personal experience on receving end of that pleasure," Artemy chuckled, mentally cursing himself for sharing that with Dankovsky, who reacted by smirking devilishly after hearing his words.

"But you can listen well, I can tell. Let's follow your customs and trade. I will give you pleasure and I will teach you about my body in return."

"It seems that you will receive pleasure from both parts of this trade" Artemy was barely able to look at Dankovsky.

"I like being forward. Does it seem like a fair trade for you?"

Artemy hesitated. He had no risk of being outed with Daniil, but he felt somewhat ashamed of baring himself to him, as if he was going to mocked for some reason by Daniil. He licked his lips. Tension between his legs urged him to rub them together and he would be damned if he tried to pleasure himself in front of Daniil. He could leave but he knew that he would be dreaming about putting other man's cock on his tongue.

"Yes" he responded not fully knowing what to expect but feeling anxious excitement for what was about to come.

Daniil stood up and started fiddling with the pin of his cravat.

"Strip" he ordered.

Artemy wasn't able to tell which article of clothing came off first but in a blink of an eye he sat naked on the bed looking at Daniil who had only his pants on. Two slightly jagged scars on Daniil's chest were beconing Artemy to touch them. The results weren't perfect, but Daniil still emanated sheer confidence and pride in his body.

"You will get to see my cock after you will receive your part of the deal first."

Artemy wanted to protest, wanting to see the rest of Daniil and learn in which way his body was similar and in which it differed from the other men Artemy had pleasure to taste, but Daniil planted a small kiss on his lips stealing the gift of speech from him. Next series of light kisses was planted on his jaw and neck. Artemy put one of his hands on the bed, the other on Daniil's smooth hair.

"Can I call you Tyoma?" Daniil asked and Artemy nodded. "Can I continue?" Artemy nodded again.

Artemy spread his legs as his neck and collarbone we were experiencing kiss after kiss. Delicate fingers touched his chest hair and just at that moment Artemy realized that Daniil didn't have his gloves on.

"Do you mind if I play with your chest?" Daniil asked confidently and Artemy nodded with enthusiasm.

He let on muffeled moan when between the kisses he received hand that was touching his left breast pinched his nipple. Daniil looked at Artemy and pinched his nipple again and smirked after seeing the reaction and seeing that Artemy covered his mouth with one hand to stiffle moans he lowered his head again, kissing, slightly biting and sucking on Artemy right breast.

"Do you like it?" He asked again. "Don't nod this time, use your words, Tyoma."

"Yes." Artemy uncovered his mouth, slightly.

"If you want to continue, lay on the bed" the man ordered giving Artemy some space.

Artemy listened and laid on his back, legs opened even wider. Daniil climbed onto the bed. For a moment, when Artemy was between Daniil's legs he noticed that the shorter man seemed to tower over him. Daniil lowered himself to plant on last kiss on Artemy's jaw and quickly moved his hand towards Artemy's sex.

"I am so glad to see you're already wet" he said, "if it becomes to intense don't be afraid to tell me to stop or slow down".

Artemy nodded again and before he could notice Daniil's head was between his legs and hot tounge was on parts of his body he hardly ever let anyone touch. Artemy gripped the sheets and bit his lip trying to keep quiet when the sucking sensation became primary thing he felt. Sucking and licking alternetated and Artemy couldn't get used to the rapid changes, he shut his eyes tight and try to angle himself towards the sensations. When Daniil stopped for a second to check with him he muttered "please, please" trying to chase his release.

Daniil put Artemy's legs on his shoulders and when Artemy's orgasm hit him he involuntarily clamped his legs tightly, as if he wanted instinctually keep Daniil's head in place.

Seconds later, when Artemy's breath slowed down,
He noticed that Daniil was no longer between his legs, but he sat at the edge of the bed, petting Artemy's head.

"I still want to pay you back for this, you know. Let me suck you off" he said while catching his breath.

"We will have to leave learning for another time then."

Re: FILL: trans artemy/daniil oral

[(Anonymous)]

Artemy lets out a soft breath. He holds Daniil’s length in his hand, his cock soft under the touch of his fingers.

“Are you done gawking, Burakh, or will you be staring at my dick for another hour?”

The larger man huffs. “I’m just interested in the handiwork of your cock, oynon.”

“For science, of course?” Artemy doesn’t need to look at Daniil to see the bemused look on his face. He feels his cheeks redden.

“Of course.”

His thumb rubs over the slit, a certain kind of wetness emanating from the tip. Artemy licks his lips. The thought of Daniil’s cock in his mouth makes his mouth water. He must look like a man dying of thirst.

Daniil shifts, breathing in softly. “If you want to…”

Artemy looks up to see the older man caressing his face, his cheeks a lovely shade of red. “Yes?”

Daniil sighs again. “If you want to, you can… put it in your mouth.”

It takes all of Artemy’s willpower to not grip Daniil’s cock as hard as he can. “Will that feel good for you?”

“Well,” Daniil shifts his hips forward, his cock merely centimetres away from Artemy’s face. “Let’s test that out. For science, of course.”

Artemy exhales, his breath warm against Daniil’s length. “Of course.”

He starts slowly, unsure, with his tongue lapping at the head of the length. Daniil’s legs tremble, his feet slightly lifting off the floor. Artemy holds his legs down by his knees, keeping him in place. The other man groans, covering his mouth with his hand in a lousy attempt to hide his sounds. Artemy moans softly in return, the vibrations running up Daniil’s length.

Artemy takes him in deeper, the feeling of Daniil’s cock overwhelming every part of him, both his thoughts and being. He doesn’t feel him harden in his mouth, but Daniil’s loud moans tell him that he is doing more than a good job. The thought of that gets him wet underneath his trousers, causing him to grind on Daniil’s boot for some kind of relief.

“Oh, oh, Artemy, Artemy,” Daniil moans, his hands gripping Artemy’s hair. His grip is tight, his nails digging into his scalp, almost drawing blood. It’s painful, but Artemy wants more.

Oh god, Artemy wants more. He wants Daniil to ruin him, to cut him open and devour him, to consume him. And he wants to do the same to him, to not only turn him from the inside out but to feel it too. God, he wants, he wants to—

“Tyoma!” Daniil yells, fully shoving Artemy’s head down his cock. They stay like that for a moment, tired and sweaty and wonderful before Daniil releases his grip on him, slouching on the chair. He looks down to see Artemy, hair dishevelled, wet lips and…

…grinding on his boot.

Daniil coughs. “Do you… do you want me to…”

Artemy nods, his eyes those of a beggar. “Please, Danya.”

The two of them shuffle around in a more comfortable place—the creaky bed—and a more preferable position—Artemy hovering over Daniil’s face—before proceeding further.

The Bachelor looks up at Artemy, caressing his stomach with a lopsided grin on his face. “Are you ready?”

Despite his growing wetness, Artemy suddenly feels himself go shy. “Are you sure?”

Daniil blows on Artemy’s cunt—which Artemy shivers at—before running a thumb over his dick. “I try to return favours, Burakh, and this one seems the most appealing.”

“And here I thought you were doing this for science, oynon,” he murmurs, trying to hold his hips back from bucking into Daniil’s mouth.

Daniil smiles in that warm yet cocky way he always does. “Well, I suppose making love is an experiment within itself. Ubi concordia, ibi victoria—“

Artemy shoves his hips forward, shutting Daniil up immediately. Daniil takes it in stride, lapping his tongue over his folds, tasting him on the soft flesh. When Artemy trembles, he moves to his dick, sucking it hard as if he wanted to consume him whole.

Daniil eats him out like a starving man, enveloping his being with just the flick of his tongue. Artemy can feel the edge of his teeth as well, lightly grazing over his folds. He knows he won’t hurt him, but a small part of him wants him to—to pick him apart in a way no one else can. He wants him to pour his blood into his veins, to change him, to please him, in his way and his way alone.

And all too quickly, everything is too much for Artemy. The obscene sounds, the hot touches, the press of tongue against flesh, of nails against sun-kissed thighs—

With a shout, Artemy comes. His legs shake almost violently, making the bed creak slightly. After a moment, he pulls his weight away in order to not crush Daniil, who has a very smug look on his face.

Proud of his handiwork, Daniil sits up, licking the come off his lips. “Well, I don’t know about you, but I’d consider that experiment a success.”

Artemy frowns at the way Daniil beams with a smirk. Readjusting himself, he replies, “I don’t know. Maybe we have to do a second test run.”

It’s quick, but Artemy sees Daniil’s eyes gleaming with excitement. “For science?”

Artemy grins. “For science.”