museboxofmuses | Dimitri + Byleth Catchall

[Byleth blinked, surprised at how quickly Dimitri had answered the door (and with such vigour too) - but his surprise quickly gave way to fondness.]

Wide awake, I see.

[He entered Dimitri's personal chambers, and he found it hard to look away from Dimitri's beaming face. His joy was so pure and infectious, Byleth couldn't help but smile back, the gesture small but filled with affection.]

I wanted to check on you before I went to sleep...

[And, admittedly, he just wanted to see him. Even though he knew the morning would bring them together again, a restlessness filled him to reunite with Dimitri as soon as he was able. Yet, now that he was here, he found himself at a bit of a loss on what to do. Kiss him? Embrace him? Simply stand here and stare at him like a lovestruck fool?]

But, mostly, I just wanted to be near you. Is that alright? I'm not intruding, am I?

...no! No. Far from it. I'm quite happy to see you again - and looking much warmer than before.

[ His smile is broad and happy and without reservation. He steps forward after a small moment of hesitation and wraps Byleth in a warm embrace. ]

I know I haven't told a soul yet, but... I was hoping to have another moment with you to myself. Before we have to share and you have to go back to Garreg Mach...

[Byleth let out a soft noise when Dimitri swept him up into a hug - it squeezed him in all the right ways, and Byleth slowly returned it, nuzzling against him. He had already felt sufficiently warmed by his bath, but this just made him cosy and drowsy.]

Yes... though I know our parting will be brief, I feel sad at the thought of returning to Garreg Mach so soon after promising ourselves to each other.

[See, if they had planned it properly, instead of impulsively doing it in a snow cave, they could have set aside a full week or so to fully enjoy their proposal. As it was, they had a day, if that, before Byleth would return to the monastery to fulfil his duties. While he frequently journeyed to Faerghas... even so much as a few days almost felt unbearable to imagine.]

So, if it's not too selfish to ask... may we spend the night together?

Ah-

[ Dimitri.exe has stopped working. He's processing those words, his arms squeezing tight as he tries to make sure he's interpreting (hearing) them properly. ]

I... I would like that a great deal. Whether we simply sit up and talk or spend time alongside one another. It would be a pleasure.

[Byleth pulled back slightly at hearing the slight pause, blinking up at him innocently. He was about to ask if he had said something wrong when Dimitri continued, and Byleth just brushed it off as him being surprised at his blunt question.]

I'm glad. In all honesty, I enjoyed our closeness in the snow cave and... wish to resume that in bed. I felt very warm and comforted beside you.

[Also, Byleth was tired, and snuggling up close to Dimitri sounded like the best thing to do right now.]

I'm glad to hear that.

[ He smiles again, trying to get past his own thoughts. He takes a step away, clinging to Byleth's hand and leading him toward the bed. ]

This will be much more comfortable, I can assure you.

[Byleth docilely let him be led to Dimitri's bed. It looked the same as Byleth's own in the guest room - that is, large enough to house at least four people lying side by side. Byleth wasn't used to such luxury, as his own bed in Garreg Mach was far more modest, but he was slowly becoming accustomed to it with each visit to Fhirdiad.]

I see your bed is quite large too. I'm not used to them like this, admittedly. [They reached the bed, and Byleth curiously pulled back the covers and leaned a hand against the mattress, testing it.] Springy, too...

Traditionally, you'd have whole families sharing a bed for warmth... at least among the poorer folk. It's something that's stuck around since then. Even for us kings.

[ He laughs softly and tugs the covers and blankets back. ]

If you just want to sit, we can. I have some books if you'd like to read...?

[ Dimitri is being so polite. Or trying to. ]

Mm. I'm not in the mood for reading.

[In his tired state, focusing on tiny letters felt like an insurmountable task. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed and patted the empty space next to him.]

I liked what we did before, in the snow cave. I'd never been so close to someone in such a prolonged way before. It's strangely... addicting.

[In short: he wants to cuddle...]

Oh, well... that would be just fine.

[ He tugs the blankets back and then sits down next to Byleth, slowly settling against his side. He's still warm - but it's much more comfortable than a snow cave. ]

[Far more comfortable. Byleth leaned against him and, with a boldness born from a lack of shame, wrapped his arms around Dimitri and nuzzled close in an embrace. It was like the snow cave... except he wasn't freezing and the floor wasn't so hard and cold it made his rump go numb. The mattress was soft and springy underneath them.

Hm. Actually...]

Dimitri... is it alright if we lie down together like this?

[Byleth didn't know how slow Dimitri wanted to be, with the intimacy. Sitting down and cuddling seemed less... risqué, then lying down in bed together and cuddling. For some reason.]

[ Dimitri feels himself flush as Byleth curls closer and he responds by wrapping his arms around him as well. He turns his head and nuzzles against his face with a soft sigh and he tries to relax. This feels... good. Very good. Relaxing. ]

Yes, yes... that's just fine.

[ He slowly leans over onto his side and then drags Byleth down with him.

This is fine. Just fine. ]

[Totally fine!

Especially as Byleth adapted to the new position unflinchingly. He snuggled closer, hitching one leg over Dimitri's thigh to achieve that closeness, and let out a low, contented sigh. It caused their bodies to press together as one firm line, and Byleth was surprised at how well they slotted together.

Yup, this was definitely better than the snow cave already. Byleth felt so cosy and warm, and Dimitri smelled nice. Probably from the bath...]

Mm... I like this. [He even felt his pulse quicken slightly. Strange...] It's warm, and...

[Byleth couldn't help himself. He nuzzled Dimitri's jaw and inhaled.]

...you smell nice.

[ This is... very nice, honestly. They feel like they fit well together and Dimitri can feel his heart swell. He buries his face against Byleth's hair wit ha soft exhale and gives him a tighter squeeze. ]

...so do you.

[ There are a myriad of thoughts racing around his brain right now. Give him a moment to sort those out. ]

You're so warm.

Mm, well, my body temperature is higher than most people's...

[Maybe due to the Crest of Flames or his Crest Stone? Byleth didn't know, but whatever the cause, he always ran hotter than most people (in childhood this had Jeralt mistakenly thinking he had a fever a few times before realising). He wondered if that meant Dimitri benefited more in the snow cave, and was simply happy that he could help in that respect.

He sighed quietly, content for the moment in their entangled position. He thought he'd feel awkward, being this close to someone, but he felt perfectly at ease. It was Dimitri, though. He could hold a blade to his throat and Byleth wouldn't flinch, so certain in his trust of him. Dimitri could never make him nervous or frightened.

Byleth could've dozed off like that, and he very nearly did, but his mind in its drowsy state kept circling back to something. Something very specific: the kiss. Or, kisses if you wanted to be technical. They had been such brief, chaste things, but now Byleth was curious... if there was something more to them. Odd he couldn't stop thinking about it.

...well, it wouldn't hurt to ask, would it?]

Dimitri... do you want to kiss again?

I...

[ Dimitri had been slowly drifting off himself, letting his mind wander as he basked in the warmth and closeness of Byleth curled next to him. It felt a little bit like a dream, honestly. A pleasant, beautiful dream that he didn't want to wake from. So being startled back into wakefulness by Byleth's question makes him blink and glance down at him. He'd considered that - but also wasn't sure just how far to go with Byleth at the moment. After a long moment of consideration he smiled and leaned down to brush noses with him. ]

Yes, yes, I do, if you'd like.

[ He presses in a little closer and allows their lips to meet. It starts soft and slow, without too much pressure. No point in going too far, too fast, right? ]

[Soft and slow, like in the snow cave.

Byleth made a soft, contented sound, and instinctively he pressed closer - both into the kiss and physically, his leg hitching up a little higher to settle more around Dimitri's hip. The kiss ended slowly, and they didn't part much, almost nose to nose as Byleth briefly worried his own bottom lip.

It was tingling slightly.]

Every time we kiss... [His voice was a little breathless.] My pulse jumps. From something so brief and chaste...

[ Ha. There's a soft breath out as Byleth's leg swings around him and hitches higher. He presses into him, as if he can somehow fit their bodies even closer together as their lips meet and his hands clutch at him. ]

...chaste.

[ He laughs breathlessly. His own pulse feels like it's racing along, too. ]

Is that what this is? Is that what... you want?

[Byleth hummed quietly. For all his naivete in romance, he wasn't entirely ignorant about it. He felt, however, that if he told Dimitri he would desire a chaste marriage, then he would honour that. But...

He never gave it thought, before. Sex, physical intimacy, there had never been a driving urge for it. But Dimitri had lit a spark - mostly one of curiosity, and a desire to see Dimitri happy. His happiness was Byleth's happiness, after all, and Byleth was never one to shy away from new experiences. He can give it a try, at the very least... and who knows? Perhaps it'll awaken a ravenous hunger in him?]

Admittedly... [Byleth's voice was a low murmur.] I'm curious to know how it'll feel to be intimate with you... provided you wish the same. If you want us to have a chaste marriage, then that is what we'll have. If you wish to explore my body for your own satisfaction, however, then you may have that as well.

[...blunt.]

[ Admittedly, Dimitri isn't exactly one to be chaste. He's not a rake or someone who pursues sex or intimacy for the sake of it - but he can't deny his desires exist and indulging them would be... good. Especially with Byleth. He noses in against him wit ha little sigh. ]

...I - ah.

[ He swallows. ]

I would very much like to explore with you. To be intimate.

[ He tries to kiss him again - another soft, lingering thing. ]

[As he thought. Not to say Byleth pegged Dimitri as particularly lustful but, well, his body language gave it away. He smiled into the kiss, returning it briefly before pulling back.]

Good. In which case, I'll move at whatever pace you want, Dimitri. Whether that'll be to wait until our wedding day to consummate, whenever that'll be. Or...

[Byleth leaned back in, kissing Dimitri slowly, before murmuring against his lips:] We do it now.

Well...

[ Dimitri laughs softly and noses back into the kiss. ]

Now seems like a good time to start.

[ His grip tightens a little, his hand sliding to Byleth's waist and his thigh working between his legs. There was a sense of anticipation now. Something electric. His lips press against the corner of his mouth and then the line of his chin. ]

However you'd like...

[Byleth felt Dimitri insinuate his thigh between his own, a gentle pressure pressing against his groin. He definitely felt his pulse start to pick up in response, his face feeling warm. It was like a figurative jolt to the system, a realisation that this wasn't just words and hypotheticals anymore - Byleth really was going to jump into this, feet first and with wild abandon... and admittedly felt a rush of excited anticipation.

It was Dimitri. He trusted him no matter what. Even if Byleth may lose his composure, or be placed in a vulnerable position... it added a thrill to it, almost.]

I'll... I'll follow your lead. [Back to sounding breathless, and experimentally, Byleth rocked his hips. The friction, and the press of Dimitri's thigh, certainly stirred something novel and hot in him.] I only know the basics of this.

[Literally 'Object A is inserted into Object B' levels of basics]

Well... it isn't as I have much more experience.

[ Dimitri laughs in response. He squirms a little, not quite sure where to put his hands to start. But he supposes another kiss isn't out of the question as they rock together. He gives Byleth more of his thigh to grind against - even that is enough to make his face flush and his heart race, even if no one is touching him anywhere particularly sensitive. ]

So let's just... do what feels right?

[ He cards fingers through his hair and his other hand gently grabs a hip. ]

And we can figure out everything else as we go.

A-Alright.

[Byleth's voice caught involuntarily, briefly overwhelmed by a lot of new things all happening at once. He'd never paid attention to thighs before, but suddenly every inch of him was hypersensitive to Dimitri's between his legs, how firm and solid it was and how rocking against it felt... good- no. Good was an understatement. Good was stretching and getting that kink out of your lower back. Good was napping under warm covers on a chilly morning.

This was... good.

Byleth curled his fingers into the back of Dimitri's shirt and unconsciously squirmed, his leg draped over Dimitri's hip awkwardly trying to hitch a little higher. It was amazing, how instinctual this all was: his body knew what it wanted, and it knew everything would be better if his hips just, tilted like this, fractionally, and if, if Dimitri just, pressed up harder...]

Mn, Dimitri... [There was a huskiness to his voice that Byleth had never heard from himself before.] Can you- can you press... your thigh a little, mn, harder against me?

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject