[Closed] @eidxiety ††

[winterbolt]

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[lupusxylem]

[Congrats, Ain! You’re awake! This is really happening! You are somehow clairvoyant and about to fucking neck with your nebulous crush in the back of his Toyota-

Wolfwood, meanwhile, is ready to take his licks. He’s sitting there prepared for basically anything at this point as he nods slowly, once.]

…yeah. Have for a while.

[eidxiety]

Oh.

["Oh" because that's bad. Wolfwood was supposed to reject him and call him slurs and make him regret being alive so he could straighten Ain out, kind of in a literal sense. There's no greater wakeup call than your first crush basically calling you every name in the book and telling you to go die. That would've fixed him! Then Ain would be a sinless woerm...

..."oh", because he's tempted, so tempted, to fall into Wolfwood's arms and let all his nasty fantasies come to life. God still has not answered his prayers and said "you're okay my child, just stop getting off to that delinquent". Who has been there for him other than Wolfwood? It won't be his family. His mom will skin him. His brothers will probably kick him to death. He'll go down in the books as just another hate crime.

Ain closes his eyes briefly and bonks their foreheads together. Wolfwood tastes like nicotine, like he expected he would, and it briefly lingers on his lips. He is super going to Hell. They're both going to Hell. Maybe they're already in it.]

In that case, kiss me again. I wanna see something.

[lupusxylem]

[Oh, he says. Is that…a good “Oh”? Or a bad one? He honestly can’t tell initially, looking back at Ain with his brow furrowed and feeling unusually vulnerable all of a sudden. Ain was the one who was admitting to being gay, so why is he feeling like he’s on the chopping block all of a sudden…?

He swallows again past the dryness of his mouth, wanting…to put his hands on Ain, but refraining for the time being. I wanna see something could mean anything. It could be good, it could be Ain wanting him in close so he can give him a proper wallop for kissing without asking.

…]

Alright…

[He isn’t going to ask. He’s just going to go for it now that they’re forehead-to-forehead, like…as if he would pass up this opportunity. Fuck no.

He is kissing Ain again. Just like before, albeit…there’s definitely a questioning moment of lingering, this time around.]

[eidxiety]

[Wolfwood will get like, ten seconds of kiss before Ain starts fucking giggling against his lips. It's a sweet, childish giggle. A bit naive, maybe, and definitely enthused.]

You taste like I thought you would.

[AINCHASE ISHMAEL—]

[lupusxylem]

Wh- Ain-

[Wolfwood…snorts, sputtering against Ain’s lips at the way he just starts giggling like this is the funniest thing he’s ever had happen to him. It breaks the tension easily, if nothing else, leaving Wolfwood sort of sitting there helplessly, his face and ears as red as ever.

Mostly because…]

You been thinkin’ about kissin’ me…?

[eidxiety]

Mm... more like dreaming? Haha... I think you giving me your coat that one time triggered something in me. Like a sleeper agent. But I thought you were straight this whole time, and I was scared to act on it.

[He still feels sick, in many ways. Sick and filthy and like he shouldn't have this, because it's wrong, it's shameful... but there's a weight off his chest, too, and at the same time he feels disgusting, he feels like he's finally puzzled together everything that was bothering him before. Why the world was black and white and dreary. Why Wolfwood made it feel so colourful.

For now, Ain isn't having a sobbing fit. Maybe when he gets home. For now, the world almost feels correct, finally.]

I was upset last week because I wanted you to touch me more, but I was still scared then, too, which is sort of why I left in a huff. Granted, it took me the entire week to figure that out, but... hindsight is 20/20. Isn't that how it goes?

[lupusxylem]

[He was upset because Wolfwood didn’t touch him more? Hello??? He is going to jump into the sea, what the fuck. He could have been having this the whole time. Never mind that though, Ain admitting to having dreams about him is making Wolfwood feel some kind of way for sure. Ain is damn lucky he has the restraint to not drag him into his lap right fucking now, but still…

He’s back in Ain’s space again in short order, and this time? He’s reaching a hand up, not to ruffle his hair, but…to actually caress his cheek, cupping the side of his face in his palm as he brushes his thumb over Ain’s cheekbone.

Eat your heart out, Ain. You’ve opened a Pandora’s box you’ll never be able to close again.]

…let me tell you something. You stick with me, this evening? And I’ll show you more. As much as you want.

[Their foreheads still together makes for the perfect opportunity to brush their noses together in a way that is excessively fond, speaking to Wolfwood’s own feelings he hasn’t yet had a chance to properly express.]

I know…it’s a lot. And you’re probably scared. But I promise you ain’t alone. Okay? [Nuzzle nuzzle.] If…if you’ll have me? I’d like to take you to dinner.

[The implication there is implicit. It’s not just as friends, not anymore.]

[eidxiety]

[Show him more what.

Ain's entire brain is :D?? right now, but that's fine. Wolfwood's gonna show him something. He has no idea what it is, but he's along for the ride, and that's for the best. Ain likes (good) surprises! This sounds like surprises. So, he giggles at the admission, and the question, and the way their noses brush together. Get used to those giggles, Wolfwood, they're going to be the Rest of your life.]

Haha, okay~. ...wait! I'm supposed to be taking you to dinner! [oh my god] You're not allowed to pay this time!

[lupusxylem]

Right, right…I won’t. You can pay.

[He even brought you your wallet back and everything (moneyless)!

So, yeah. Assuming Ain doesn’t get cold feet, or they aren’t out so late that he runs into Ain’s presumed curfew he keeps imagining him having, well…Wolfwood might be able to show him more than a thing or two.

Which. Speaking of…he’s still gently cupping his face, stroking the longer hair that’s falling along the side of it.]

Before that…

[Instead of asking, Wolfwood pulls Ain in for another kiss. Except this time, it is a kiss true and proper, lingering as he tilts his head a bit to let their lips meld more seamlessly together.

Ain’s brain will have a proper frame of reference for that necking, now.]

[eidxiety]

[So this is what real kisses feel like! Maybe he'll start to feel sensations in his dreams finally. That'll really ruin him (and more pairs of underwear, definitely).

They kiss, and Ain leans into it, eager and wanting and so damn happy to finally have solved the "why don't I fit in" puzzle. Scared of the answer as much as he is grateful, too. But that's fine. Wolfwood is treating him well, like he's something special worth protecting, and that's probably why Ain finds it so easy to fall into his arms.

He's never kissed anybody before. It probably shows in the clumsy way he moves his lips against Wolfwood's. Surely Wolfwood can tell, Ain thinks, because he clearly has more experience. When they part, he ducks in and steals another kiss, quick and sweet.]

I didn't think tough guys like you could be cute. Silly me~.

[lupusxylem]

[It’s clumsy and sloppy for sure, but does Wolfwood give a damn? Fuck no. He’s kissing his crush in the backseat of his own car, this is just as much like a dream to him as it must be for Ain right now. And the best/worst part is that they’re technically in public too, it’s just that nobody on the outside knows there are two gays kissing in this car.]

Ha…just for you, Angel.

[Wolfwood chuckles, tilting his head so he can press a kiss to Ain’s cheek, next.]

Listen, uh…we’ve got time, if you wanna just keep neckin’ back here for a while before we go. I sure wouldn’t complain.

[eidxiety]

[Don't say you had a dream about this don't say you had a dream about this don't say—]

Haha, just like in a dream I had about you...

[motherFUCKER]

—I've never done something like this, though. Go a little easy on me. And... and put your expectations on the floor, okay? And then bury them.

[lupusxylem]

Ohoh…you’ve been dreamin’ about me too?

[He rumbles in the space between them, and…well. Since there’s nothing stopping him, no seatbelts or any foreign objects separating him from Ain…Wolfwood is going to indulge a little, alright. Not enough to upset him of course, or scare him off, but…

Well. Remember that dream you had where Wolfwood placed his hands on your hips, Ain? WELL…..

That’s where they’ve ended up now as he presses his lips to Ain’s in another brief, chaste kiss. A smooch on the lips. Then another…and another still. It’s all very casual and lazy for the most part, knowing that if he were to slip Ain tongue now when he’s barely been kissed ever in his life, he’d probably pass out.

Wolfwood rolled a high 16 however, which means he’s going to be a little brave in a different way. That is…he’ll break their kiss, only to kiss Ain’s cheek. Then his jaw. Then…down to the side of his neck. He won’t kiss him any lower than that, but he sure is smooching him gently on one of his most sensitive areas now, humming softly under his breath all while very gently rubbing his thumbs over the curve of Ain’s hips.

He may never get the sound of Wolfwood’s lips softly kissing his neck out of his head for as long as he lives.]

[eidxiety]

[He sure will not. He's going to hear it when he goes to sleep tonight. It's gonna be bad. He's going to wake up sweating again.

For now, though? Ain is content to keep kissing like this. Little kisses, slow and nice, easy to follow. Wolfwood kisses his cheek, and he giggles. Wolfwood's hands are on his hips, and Ain squirms gently in the hold, not to break it but because it sure is a lot different than he thought it would be, and maybe Wolfwood will be able to feel how sharp his hip bones are through his sweater. He got a glimpse of the freckles on them last week. Let this add to the chaos.

Then, when Wolfwood goes lower, to his neck, Ain makes a sharp little gasp before exhaling a soft, contented noise. Oh God. That spot is sensitive, and all Ain can really do to show how much he's loving it is run a hand back through Wolfwood's hair to encourage more of it. He might have to pull aside the high collar of Ain's turtleneck if he wants to go much lower, but Ain sure won't stop him.

...it does make him squirm a bit more, though.]

Tickles...

[His skin is rapidly heating up under Wolfwood's lips. The guy might even feel Ain's pulse fluttering, too. Gotta be gentle with this one.]

[lupusxylem]

[There is, genuinely, SO much more he wants to do. So much more he could do, because he has the experience to back it up. But none of those things are fit to be happening in the backseat of his car, certainly not for Ain’s first time. These little firsts are fine, though. Everyone has their first kiss in an unconventional place. Some people have their first behind the school bleachers, or in their childhood bedroom, or something similar. It was never going to be “right” or “perfect”. Especially not when Ain probably imagined his first kiss was going to be with a girl, not another man.

Wolfwood has to restrain himself mentally for the time being, else he might go overboard. This, though? This…is nice too. It’s nice to be able to show him, gentle and slow, what affection can be. So while he does use the edge of a thumb to pull down Ain’s collar a bit so he can kiss him deeper down, he will let that be his stopping point. No lower, no further than this. He will make it worth Ain’s while, however, kissing…letting his tongue brieflly drag along the skin, his teeth following suit without actually biting at all, just sort of dragging to give him the sensation prickling across his neck. He doesn’t give him a hickey, he doesn’t bite him. He merely kisses, maybe tongues the spot a little, but…it’s all very easy otherwise.

Meanwhile, his other hand cradles the back of Ain’s head and neck, fingertips carding through those curls he’s been wanting to stroke for weeks now.]

You’re so cute… [Kiss kiss] Perfect…mmhh…

[Easy. He needs to pump the breaks. He can feel himself starting to get aroused, and that’s about the point he knows they should slow back down. It’s why he’ll pull off his neck so he can kiss his face instead, kissing his cheeks a few times before planting another kiss on his lips.

He thinks he could do this genuinely for hours. But…that’s perhaps for another time.]

…well? Is it everything you dreamed of?

[eidxiety]

[It's about the point where Wolfwood gets just a little tongue-y and a little almost-bitey where Ain starts to make sounds that are less "content" and more "vaguely horny", so it's probably good to stop there. Gotta be easy on him. Gotta be easy on both of them, really, because the sexual tension in this car is so thick they could cut through it. Ain looks super flushed by the time Wolfwood stops, returning that final kiss playfully, albeit with his pupils a tad blown out.]

Mmhmm! [Happy Ain noises. If he had a tail, it'd be wagging.] It's almost exactly like one of them! [One of th—] I'd say it's even better, now that I have an actual idea of what that's like, haha.

[He leans forward. It's Wolfwood's turn for a cheek-kiss. It's almost shy, the way Ain does it.]

[lupusxylem]

[ONE OF THEM-]

Good. Sounds like you’ve needed a frame of reference for a while.

[Ugh. That kiss is so sweet. He…really hopes Ain will be up for more, later. If not tonight…sometime, eventually. Baby steps.

Wolfwood brushes his hand through Ain’s hair one more time before he draws back, moving to straighten his own clothing and hair a bit so it looks less like he was making out with somebody in the back seat just now. Only then will he start to get out of the back, but not before adding before he opens the door.]

Let’s go get some grub, yeah? Wouldn’t wanna put off our date for much longer.

[ :) ]

[eidxiety]

[Insane to think that Ain won't somehow be in Wolfwood's lap later because otherwise he's going to go home desperately wanting. Too much for a first date? Probably. He'll take it up with his hormones. Live fast, die young, leave a pretty corpse or whatever.]

Haha, I hope it's a date after all of that.

[Imagine coming out to the guy you're keen on thinking he's going to hate you, and not only does he not hate you, but you kiss a l'il in the backseat and then go to dinner. Ain swears as he's getting out that he can still feel Wolfwood's hands on his hips. It's too damn good to be true, and yet here they are.

So. Ain swings himself into the front seat. Closes the door. Looks at himself in the rearview mirror to make sure his hair isn't fucking everywhere, makes sure his clothes aren't somehow wrinkled... looks good. Okay.]

You know where the lake is, right?

[Little does Ain know that Wolfwood already saw the place he wanted to eat at. He's already giving instructions on how to get there because he has no idea.]

[lupusxylem]

[Listen, he didn’t want to assume! Just because your guy friend admits to you that they’re gay doesn’t mean they’re gay because of you or anything. Wolfwood hasn’t even articulated his raging crush for Ain yet but, well…it probably doesn’t really need to be said in so many words, at this point.

Because now, they’re headed to this restaurant with purpose. Wolfwood nods as he shifts the stick into gear before pulling out onto the road to head that way.]

Got it all up here.

[He raps his temple lightly with his knuckles before assuming the Douchebag Lean on his door.

Though…speaking of dates…]

By the way…when should I ought to start getting you back to the bus stop? Do you have a curfew I need to pay attention to?

[Because uh

He HIGHLY doubts he can just steal Ain overnight without his parents calling the police to report their son missing, if he’s understood context clues up to this point.]

[eidxiety]

[Great. Well, in that case, no more instructions for Wolfwood, find the place yourself et cetera.]

Um... no, no curfew, really. My mom is kind of... she worries, but I've been out late before. Some of my brothers are late-night roamers because we offer prayers to people, and we believe it's unfair to exclude people who might work nights, or poor folks who sleep in alleyways. As long as I'm back before the twenty-four-hour mark has passed, she won't be too suspicious. I can always tell her someone had a medical emergency or needed an exorcism or something.

[She has no reason to look into Ain's behaviour yet. We're still at the point in the lore where she trusts her Catholic doctor son to do Catholic doctor things, and not fraternize with a southside sinner and suck dick. This will not last That Long, but you know! For all she knows he could be trying to convert Wolfwood to being holy and pious and heterosexual! Save his soul or whatever!

(He is not trying to do this, he wants to ride on this man's thigh until he ruins another pair of pants and passes out.)]

I've been telling her a lot of lies since I met you, haha... I'm beginning to think you're a bad influence.

[lupusxylem]

You’ve performed exorcisms?

[Okay yeah Ain is definitely more of a full fledged Priest than he is. How the hell does he find time alongside his studies being a Doctor is what he wants to know…though he guesses he sounds like he has enough siblings to pick up the slack, if there happens to be any.

He shakes his head a little, holding onto the steering wheel with one hand as they idle at a stoplight. This time they’re in the privacy of the truck, so nobody will be heckling them at the lights today.]

…alright, good to know. [He’s going to…gauge how things go, but either he’s going to try stealing this good Christian boy for the evening, or maybe he’ll just get handsy with him in the car and let that be that. Whichever comes first.] And hey, you’re the one who decided to keep hangin’ around me. Maybe I’m less of a bad influence and more…givin’ you the freedom to try new things. Ever thought of that?

[……no hes a bad influence.]

[eidxiety]

Haha, yeah, like two.

[That's mostly mom's job. Mom is the only full-time priestess/religious zealot; everyone else has to balance religious zealotry with jobs.]

I still think you're a bad influence. You took me to a bar! And you kissed my neck! [Oh honey. Oh baby.] And you've been haunting my dreams like a ghost. I'd say that's "bad influence" material, wouldn't you? I thought you were a greaser for a bit there.

[Mafia is kind of a step above.]

[lupusxylem]

You think those things are bad?

[Oh. Honey. H o n e y.

Wolfwood can’t help but laugh. It’s a good natured laugh, but still.]

Yaknow, you should tell me about those dreams of yours sometime…I’m kinda curious.

[eidxiety]

Maybe after dinner. I don't think either of us are going to make it to dinner if I open my mouth now.

[Ainchase Ishmael—]

Oh, but there was a cute one where— [hhhh is this too much? They're just now going on a first date, Ain came out of the closet fifteen minutes ago...] ...where it was a scene from one of my books, a husband and wife, and I was the wife, I guess. I was cooking, and you gave me a kiss. The funny thing is, I don't know how to cook at all, so that would never work, haha.

[They also can't get married, but it was cute! It was really cute.]

[lupusxylem]

[AINCHASE ISHMAEL-]

Oh yeah?

[That is…really cute. Like, really fucking cute. Ugh. Christ.]

That’s sweet. For what it’s worth, I think you’d make a great wife.

[Oop did he just say that out loud-]