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"Essek," Caleb wined, in that way he did occasionally but only in Essek’s presence and only in the bedroom. He would never be caught dead sounding like that anywhere else. He was placing kisses down Essek’s body as if to entreat him to his plea.
"Is it really necessary Caleb?" Essek asked, unable to stop his body writhing in enjoyment under Caleb’s clever hands and mouth.
"Please? You haven't done it in so long."
"But it’s… it makes me feel foolish."
Caleb smoothed hands down over Essek’s torso and looked up him wide eyed and blinking.
"It’s anything but foolish,” he encouraged. “It’s hot," he whispered with a kiss to Esssk’s belly. "And anyway, you’re the one who insisted we celebrate my birthday.”
Caleb gave Essek that smile he could never resist, and followed it up with more kisses, traveling down the plane of Essek’s abdomen. "Please?" Caleb added for good measure.
"Fine," he tutted.
"I thank you for your indulgence.”
Essek looked at the ceiling and called to mind a particular high level spell that would probably do. Caleb was already nuzzling at his hip. Staying focused was going to be hard. "Ravenous Void… high level evocation… Casting range one thousand feet."
"Oh Essek, that’s one of my favourites…” Caleb panted against the base of Caleb’s cock.
“Verbal… Doeblar nug'ri neantak. Somatic…” Essek swirled his fingers in the air, the gesture just muscle memory now. Caleb with his tongue on Essek, groaned at length.
“Component, a small, nine pointed star. Iron… Caleb d’anthe you are… remarkable.” Essek fondly slid fingers through lengths of red hair.
“Don’t stop…” Caleb breathed, mouth so hot and intimate.
“Concentration, up to one minute. Casting time almost instantaneous. Successful casting creates a twenty foot radius sphere of highly destructive gravitational force, centred upon, oh… the chosen point within range and sight… oh light… Caleb.”
As Caleb’s mouth was currently in use he could only moan an encouraging reply. It was understood.
“… Ah… For the… for the duration of the spell, any unsecured objects within a hundred feet of the sphere are pulled towards its centre… light that’s good Caleb.”
“Mmm,” Caleb grunted, mouth full, cheeks beautifully reddened.
“Light... Uh… A creature inside the sphere will… oh, ah… will take damage as well as… uh… as well as…”
It was so hard to focus with the almost constant barrage of little grunts and moans coming from Caleb now. Add to that what he was doing to Essek’s cock and it was a wonder Essek could speak at all.
“Um… the destruction of any… ah… non magical objects not worn or… carried!” he squeaked that last bit. “Don’t stop Caleb!” he panted.
“Mmm mmm!”
Essek gripped tighter to the handful he had of long waved hair. “A… a… creature… light I’m gonna… creature will be… restrained… Caleb!”
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Moments later, sweating, panting and heavy, with Caleb’s head resting on one hip tracing patterns on the other, Essek relaxed his grip on Caleb’s scalp.
“You didn’t even finish the spell description,” Caleb said softly, with a fair amount of pride.
“Um… a creature will be restrained?”
“Ah. Save it for when I’m fucking you liebling.”
Essek caressed Caleb’s head and smiled. “Because it’s your birthday.”
“Because it’s me,” Caleb pressed lips against Essek’s skin and smiled up at him.
“That too d’anthe.”