Yes, well. I was too mad to think of that at first.
[It was his turn to be cross at Concord. But Ali's anger is like a flame: it burns hot, but dissipates quickly. Taking a shower with Concord is a very quick way to put out anger fires too.
Here is the list of messages in order:]
11:45: Hey, want to grab some lunch? I think I found a place without any drugs in the food.
14:40: or maybe dinner instead?
16:00: Are you napping???
17:00: Please answer, I've been trying to reach you all day.
19:15: Concord you better not be skipping meals again!
19:40: I'm coming over with dinner.
20:10: I tried knocking on your door, where are you?
20:15: Wherever you're hiding, it better be worth the argument we'll be having later!
08:05: Hey, are you back today?
09:20: I talked to some other people, so I know you didn't disappear. Where are you???
09:30: At least tell me where you are, I'll meet you there.
10:30: I've looked everywhere, where are you?
10:35: CONCORD!
10:36: It better not be that fighting ring!
10:37: It's that fighting ring isn't it?
10:40: Fuck.
11:45: I'm here now and I see you RIGHT THERE IT WAS THE FIGHTING RING
11:50: Left side near the back, you should be able to see me.
13:00: ...you're not checking your messages are you?
13:01: Fuck.
13:10: Alright, I'll come to you then.
13:15: When you read all of this later I hope you feel very silly.
[He will feel more guilty than silly, but that's for later. Right now, he's got Ali in his arms. Even if the dragon is still fuming at him, Concord knows ways to placate the other man. Long practiced ways.
He hooks his fingers beneath Ali's chin and lifts it to meet him for a kiss, but...]
Mmm... hold on. [He still has blood on his teeth. He's sure Ali wouldn't appreciate that in a kiss. Concord turns to get some shower water swished around his mouth, gurgled back, and spat out to the drain, all too red. The unicorn checks his teeth after, muttering,]
[Once those fingers are under Ali's chin he tilts his head up and closes his eyes, but then nothing happens so he cracks open one eyelid to peek at Concord. Seeing the man check his teeth and make sure they're all there gets a soft chuckle from him.]
No dentist visits needed?
[I actually googled and many of the dentist practices we still use today were invented between 1890 and 1910.]
You probably wouldn't mind me with a couple silver fillings, right?
[Luckily, he has supernaturally strong and durable teeth, thanks immortality...]
Come here. [as if Ali has gone anywhere. Concord leans down for him again, hoping Ali will be the one to complete the kiss. (Or maybe he's not done scolding Concord, as is his right,)]
[Ali hasn't gone anywhere, and he just smiles warmly at Concord.]
I'm right here.
[But he does lean in to kiss Concord, since it seems like Concord wants to be kissed. He's still mad about what happened, but he can lecture Concord about it later. He wants to remind Concord of why it's worth coming back together, even though they fight sometimes.]
A fine way to say that I suit you. [Concord mutters, leaning in to give Ali a deep and passionate kiss. More than a little bit of apology in there, though he doesn't want to just say as much. He's a stubborn creature, as is Ali, apologies only matter when given with the whole chest.
A massage of Ali's shoulders, rubbing in some warmth and water to oil soaked skin,]
You don't have to fuss over me. [Just Concord's funny way of saying "I'm trying not to take all your time." His poor communication remains steady, even so far from home.]
[Concord does suit Ali, it's true. He wouldn't have it any other way.
He is a bit reluctant to break the kiss, but he knows they need to shower first before doing anything else. They're covered in oil, and as fun as that might be in some circumstances, it's not conductive to getting Concord fed and rested.]
If I didn't fuss over you, you would still be in that stadium.
[He better not argue what they both know is true.
He reaches over to grab a bar of soap and lather up his hands, which he then uses to sud up Concord's front. He keeps track of every bruise and cut he comes across, making note of it in case any need medical treatment later. Nothing looks too bad, but infection is always a worry.
[Concord is a skilled fighter, unbeatable in a fight and a terror to see as an opponent. Only Ali is allowed to win against him in any physical contest.]
Let's get you cleaned up first. I don't want to taste oil when I ravish you.
[Concord wouldn't be against that. He keeps himself leaned down so he can kiss Ali back, purposefully distracting him from the task at hand. He likes to bother the dragon too much, especially when he's getting focused in on something.
And to tease him, of course,]
That's why you came to find me, ain't it? In the mood to knock a big man down beneath you?
[In much the same way his filthier mouth gets to Ali, hearing the dragon talk like that riles Concord up on the spot. His dick is half hard with interest already, helped along to full stiffness with Ali's hands lathering him up,]
I'll be limping out of here, then? My prior opponents will know you did a number on me.
Of all the thing from the good ol' days... you riling me up in your treasury office and sending me marching back to the barracks full mast is not one I wish to relive, Aligrezoph.
[He will brazenly press himself into Ali's leg at that, letting his cock rut against slick, warm, wet skin. Smooth, too, Ali never one for excess body hair.]
[Oh no, he remembers that incident and has to press the back of his hand to his mouth to keep from laughing. My, how the time flies.]
You're right, that won't do at all.
[His hands move lower, sudsing up Concord's sides and then his hips. He also keeps his knee firmly in place, to give Concord something to grind against while he works.]
[Body hair and mane hair alike, it's all prone to getting messy. He ducks in to Ali's temple and kisses him at an eyebrow before kissing the round shell of his ear, muttering with heat,]
I'd rather you spread oil inside me than off of me. [different oil, fresh lubricant, really, but he wants to feel Ali's warmth within him, impatient for that already]
[Ali could be a dick an insist on washing Concord fully before giving him what he wants. But alas, Concord is being far too tempting for that. Ali isn't one to say no to a request made with kisses either.]
Got any oil, then?
[Suffice to say, he's not going to use the stuff that got smeared on them before the 'fight'. He has standards.]
Seems to always be in reach. [Concord looks around the space, getting used to how the hotel conducts itself. Lubricant, condoms, whatever one could really ask for in regards to sex tended to be within arms reach in any given space.
And, yep, just chilling with the shampoos and soaps- lube. This place knows what it is about. Concord can respect that, in moments like this, of want and haste. He reaches and hands it to Ali dutifully.
Before turning himself all the way around, putting one hand flat to the shower wall and using the other to pull his braid forward over a shoulder. Nothing but his long, attractively built out back and ass, letting the water fall over him to remove the last of the oil and dirt of the stadium off him. A typically wordless invitation for Ali, as well. He knows what to do with Concord in such a position!]
[He takes the bottle, and for a moment he's caught up reading through the label. So much so that it takes Concord turning around for him to look back up at the man in front of him.
...he could be a jerk and insist on washing Concord's back...
Eventually he does rub a soapy hand over Concord's back to help the water rinse away the oil and dirt. Then he leaves a soapy handprint over Concord's cutie mark before rinsing his hands off and opening the bottle.]
Think you can stay standing the whole time? Or do you need to get off your feet after I prep you?
[Concord doesn't mind the washing of his back, patient with Ali. It feels very nice to have gentle hands on him. He's only spent four days getting battered and thrown around. That intensity of violence makes Ali's tenderness all the more satisfying for contrast.
Which also means he is exhausted, so the idea he can't stay on his feet isn't as offensive as it would usually sound. Still, it's an obvious taunt and he will chomp that bait,]
Knock me off my feet again, if you can. [Concord will be a glutton for punishment, if it's coming from Ali]
[He will suplex this man into a bed later. But for now, he uncaps the bottle and squirts some of its contents onto his fingers. It's amazing how far lubricants have come, this stuff is honestly easier to use than the oils they used back in the day. Easier to clean up afterwards too, which is something he appreciates.
Once his fingers are good and coated, he'll slide his fingers between Concord's asscheeks, teasing him a bit more. That area is sensitive, he knows, and he wants to make Concord feel good.]
[He needs to be bullied into taking care of himself, it's true. Especially when he's in this kind of a state, raw and coming down from the height of battle. While this was no grand war, Concord can still be... particularly stubborn and reactive after he's been fighting too long.
Ali knows how he gets, even if... Concord can be more unpredictable than usual when this happens. His leg tense at Ali's touch, posture held strictly still,]
Then don't- make me wait forever. [He says, not making it easier. There is always "break glass in case of stubborn unicorn" which is to start messing with his hair, he will always melt at that from Ali.]
[He will save the hair-tugging for later. Concord can be difficult at times, but Ali thinks he can handle this level of difficult. After all, Concord just wants to release some pent-up tension, and who is Ali to deny him?
He hums thoughtfully at those words as he presses in with a finger, carefully sliding it in as he watches for any painful reactions. Unless Concord has bottomed for someone else here, it's been over a year since they've done it this way. it's best to take it slow and stretch him out properly.]
[While his body is tense, Concord can't help but relax around the intrusion. Ali's touch is always so perfectly warm, like he ran at the exact correct temperature for Concord's liking. In truth, Concord is the one who adjusted to such a preference. Ali's warmth is something he'll always seek, his touch inside or out is most sought after,]
Of course... I do... [He welcomes Ali fingering him deeper with a widening of his stance, an arching of his back. Another digit pressing in is fine, he is not delicate about this act in the slightest, not finding Ali's elegant fingers difficult to handle.]
[Ali doesn't delay in adding a second finger, knowing that Concord can handle that much with lubricant to help. Though he is getting eager himself- they're both naked, there's no hiding his interest here- he's making sure Concord is well prepped. Leave it to Ali to be methodical about topping during sex.]
And yet instead of just asking, I had to chase you down.
[The tone is light, teasing Concord just a little bit while Ali prods and stretches Concord out. It's easy to get sidetracked sometimes, which is why Ali is here to drag Concord away from whatever catches his interest for an unhealthy amount of time.]
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Date: 2024-08-25 03:51 am (UTC)[It was his turn to be cross at Concord. But Ali's anger is like a flame: it burns hot, but dissipates quickly. Taking a shower with Concord is a very quick way to put out anger fires too.
Here is the list of messages in order:]
11:45: Hey, want to grab some lunch? I think I found a place without any drugs in the food.
14:40: or maybe dinner instead?
16:00: Are you napping???
17:00: Please answer, I've been trying to reach you all day.
19:15: Concord you better not be skipping meals again!
19:40: I'm coming over with dinner.
20:10: I tried knocking on your door, where are you?
20:15: Wherever you're hiding, it better be worth the argument we'll be having later!
08:05: Hey, are you back today?
09:20: I talked to some other people, so I know you didn't disappear. Where are you???
09:30: At least tell me where you are, I'll meet you there.
10:30: I've looked everywhere, where are you?
10:35: CONCORD!
10:36: It better not be that fighting ring!
10:37: It's that fighting ring isn't it?
10:40: Fuck.
11:45: I'm here now and I see you RIGHT THERE IT WAS THE FIGHTING RING
11:50: Left side near the back, you should be able to see me.
13:00: ...you're not checking your messages are you?
13:01: Fuck.
13:10: Alright, I'll come to you then.
13:15: When you read all of this later I hope you feel very silly.
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Date: 2024-08-25 04:03 am (UTC)He hooks his fingers beneath Ali's chin and lifts it to meet him for a kiss, but...]
Mmm... hold on. [He still has blood on his teeth. He's sure Ali wouldn't appreciate that in a kiss. Concord turns to get some shower water swished around his mouth, gurgled back, and spat out to the drain, all too red. The unicorn checks his teeth after, muttering,]
All good, didn't lose any.
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Date: 2024-08-25 04:33 am (UTC)No dentist visits needed?
[I actually googled and many of the dentist practices we still use today were invented between 1890 and 1910.]
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Date: 2024-08-25 04:44 am (UTC)[Luckily, he has supernaturally strong and durable teeth, thanks immortality...]
Come here. [as if Ali has gone anywhere. Concord leans down for him again, hoping Ali will be the one to complete the kiss. (Or maybe he's not done scolding Concord, as is his right,)]
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Date: 2024-08-25 06:03 am (UTC)[Ali hasn't gone anywhere, and he just smiles warmly at Concord.]
I'm right here.
[But he does lean in to kiss Concord, since it seems like Concord wants to be kissed. He's still mad about what happened, but he can lecture Concord about it later. He wants to remind Concord of why it's worth coming back together, even though they fight sometimes.]
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Date: 2024-08-25 06:17 pm (UTC)A massage of Ali's shoulders, rubbing in some warmth and water to oil soaked skin,]
You don't have to fuss over me. [Just Concord's funny way of saying "I'm trying not to take all your time." His poor communication remains steady, even so far from home.]
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Date: 2024-08-25 06:34 pm (UTC)He is a bit reluctant to break the kiss, but he knows they need to shower first before doing anything else. They're covered in oil, and as fun as that might be in some circumstances, it's not conductive to getting Concord fed and rested.]
If I didn't fuss over you, you would still be in that stadium.
[He better not argue what they both know is true.
He reaches over to grab a bar of soap and lather up his hands, which he then uses to sud up Concord's front. He keeps track of every bruise and cut he comes across, making note of it in case any need medical treatment later. Nothing looks too bad, but infection is always a worry.
Then, in a bit of a playful voice:]
Besides, I still have to claim my prize.
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Date: 2024-08-25 06:54 pm (UTC)[It's still annoyingly sexy, but he could just fight and not "take his prize"...
Seems like Ali had different priorities. He smirks at that, watching as Ali scrubbed him clean in his usual, fussy, caring way,]
You're the only one I'd let have those winnings. [in part because nobody else could beat him, but technicalities]
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Date: 2024-08-25 07:05 pm (UTC)[Concord is a skilled fighter, unbeatable in a fight and a terror to see as an opponent. Only Ali is allowed to win against him in any physical contest.]
Let's get you cleaned up first. I don't want to taste oil when I ravish you.
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Date: 2024-08-25 07:33 pm (UTC)[Concord wouldn't be against that. He keeps himself leaned down so he can kiss Ali back, purposefully distracting him from the task at hand. He likes to bother the dragon too much, especially when he's getting focused in on something.
And to tease him, of course,]
That's why you came to find me, ain't it? In the mood to knock a big man down beneath you?
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Date: 2024-08-25 07:40 pm (UTC)He only looks slightly miffed about the distracting kiss though.]
The original plan was to just get you to rest, but fucking you so hard your legs turn to jelly seems like a fun way to accomplish that.
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Date: 2024-08-25 07:57 pm (UTC)I'll be limping out of here, then? My prior opponents will know you did a number on me.
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Date: 2024-08-25 08:14 pm (UTC)[Ali is not so keen on a public performance, but he will show no mercy in private.]
Or I could leave you all worked up for the walk back to your room.
[He says this while not even needing to glance down. A gentle press of his knee between Concord's legs confirms it well enough.]
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Date: 2024-08-25 08:21 pm (UTC)[He will brazenly press himself into Ali's leg at that, letting his cock rut against slick, warm, wet skin. Smooth, too, Ali never one for excess body hair.]
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Date: 2024-08-25 08:38 pm (UTC)You're right, that won't do at all.
[His hands move lower, sudsing up Concord's sides and then his hips. He also keeps his knee firmly in place, to give Concord something to grind against while he works.]
This oil really gets everywhere, doesn't it?
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Date: 2024-08-25 09:08 pm (UTC)[Body hair and mane hair alike, it's all prone to getting messy. He ducks in to Ali's temple and kisses him at an eyebrow before kissing the round shell of his ear, muttering with heat,]
I'd rather you spread oil inside me than off of me. [different oil, fresh lubricant, really, but he wants to feel Ali's warmth within him, impatient for that already]
Been too long.
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Date: 2024-08-27 02:47 am (UTC)Got any oil, then?
[Suffice to say, he's not going to use the stuff that got smeared on them before the 'fight'. He has standards.]
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Date: 2024-08-27 06:12 pm (UTC)And, yep, just chilling with the shampoos and soaps- lube. This place knows what it is about. Concord can respect that, in moments like this, of want and haste. He reaches and hands it to Ali dutifully.
Before turning himself all the way around, putting one hand flat to the shower wall and using the other to pull his braid forward over a shoulder. Nothing but his long, attractively built out back and ass, letting the water fall over him to remove the last of the oil and dirt of the stadium off him. A typically wordless invitation for Ali, as well. He knows what to do with Concord in such a position!]
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Date: 2024-08-31 02:31 am (UTC)...he could be a jerk and insist on washing Concord's back...
Eventually he does rub a soapy hand over Concord's back to help the water rinse away the oil and dirt. Then he leaves a soapy handprint over Concord's cutie mark before rinsing his hands off and opening the bottle.]
Think you can stay standing the whole time? Or do you need to get off your feet after I prep you?
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Date: 2024-08-31 03:16 am (UTC)Which also means he is exhausted, so the idea he can't stay on his feet isn't as offensive as it would usually sound. Still, it's an obvious taunt and he will chomp that bait,]
Knock me off my feet again, if you can. [Concord will be a glutton for punishment, if it's coming from Ali]
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Date: 2024-08-31 05:12 pm (UTC)[He will suplex this man into a bed later. But for now, he uncaps the bottle and squirts some of its contents onto his fingers. It's amazing how far lubricants have come, this stuff is honestly easier to use than the oils they used back in the day. Easier to clean up afterwards too, which is something he appreciates.
Once his fingers are good and coated, he'll slide his fingers between Concord's asscheeks, teasing him a bit more. That area is sensitive, he knows, and he wants to make Concord feel good.]
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Date: 2024-08-31 06:29 pm (UTC)Ali knows how he gets, even if... Concord can be more unpredictable than usual when this happens. His leg tense at Ali's touch, posture held strictly still,]
Then don't- make me wait forever. [He says, not making it easier. There is always "break glass in case of stubborn unicorn" which is to start messing with his hair, he will always melt at that from Ali.]
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Date: 2024-09-04 02:49 am (UTC)He hums thoughtfully at those words as he presses in with a finger, carefully sliding it in as he watches for any painful reactions. Unless Concord has bottomed for someone else here, it's been over a year since they've done it this way. it's best to take it slow and stretch him out properly.]
You missed this, didn't you?
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Date: 2024-09-05 04:42 pm (UTC)Of course... I do... [He welcomes Ali fingering him deeper with a widening of his stance, an arching of his back. Another digit pressing in is fine, he is not delicate about this act in the slightest, not finding Ali's elegant fingers difficult to handle.]
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Date: 2024-09-11 03:26 am (UTC)And yet instead of just asking, I had to chase you down.
[The tone is light, teasing Concord just a little bit while Ali prods and stretches Concord out. It's easy to get sidetracked sometimes, which is why Ali is here to drag Concord away from whatever catches his interest for an unhealthy amount of time.]
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