[Wolfwood is rapidly slipping into that pleasured mindset you get into where you’re just kindof stupid about everything, so hopefully Ain wasn’t expecting colorful commentary. He’s trying to focus on how it feels more than anything, especially as Ain starts to get braver and more bold with his movements. Having his mouth on his chest playing with the piercings is one thing, but the moment he starts applying more pressure at his dick?
Wolfwood groans deeply, and for just a moment, he loses himself and bucks into Ain’s hand, forcing his girth through the hollow of his hand. He can see the tip of Ain’s cock peeking out of his pants at him, and he wants nothing more than to reach out and touch him, but he doesn’t want to distract him from his task either…]
[If Wolfwood hasn't discovered this already, Ain's something of a kisser.
He ends every couple sucks or passes with his tongue with a kiss. At one point, he stops rubbing Wolfwood's chest if only because it looks like the stimulation has him a bit swollen, and peppers kisses along the surrounding skin, finding another scar to kiss before he drags his tongue over it. There is an oral fixation awakening in this boy and it's gonna be Wolfwood's problem.
He sits up a bit. Kisses Wolfwood's neck, trying to mimic what Wolfwood did to him earlier. Grazes his teeth along the skin... trails down to keep kissing scars. His hand keeps occupied with that slow, rhythmic jerk, though he's parsed by now if he sometimes squeezes a bit, Wolfwood seems to like that.
Ain... still wants to try giving head. He has no measure for how these things are supposed to be done, but his lips are trailing down Wolfwood's abs now, tongue flicking out between kisses like he's trying to map the man out with his mouth, and he's sure it's? Fine? If he just licks the tip a bit while he's jerking the guy off. Right?? Wolfwood wouldn't hate that, would he, is that how things are done? He seems to like being kissed everywhere else, surely it's fine if...
Yeah. Ain's too blissed out to care where his mouth is going right now, so he experimentally kitten-licks the tip of Wolfwood's dick.]
[Listen if Ain gets an oral fixation from this that is not his fault, that’s gonna be between him and god. Wolfwood isn’t going to be mad about an oral fixation as it is, because it means he gets to feel Ain’s tongue and lips pass over every inch of his whole body and he thinks he might die? He is going to die.]
Ain…
[His name issues from his chest in another breathy moan as he starts really getting into jerking him off, and honestly even with his stamina Wolfwood knows he can get off like this easy. Just a little longer is all he’ll need, even as Ain takes a break from kissing his nipples and decides to bring his attention elsewhere.
Untouched scars get kissed next, on top of rippling muscles and trembling tendons as he fights to keep still. The rosary on his chest rises and falls with every heavy breath, and as Ain moves down Wolfwood smooths a hand over the top of his head. Further and further down he goes, leaving Wolfwood breathless and desperate for more, until-]
A-ah-!
[Ain what the fuck
He does it, he goes and puts his mouth on his cock, and Ain is going to be surprised by the way precum spills over onto his tongue pretty much immediately, Wolfwood’s words catching in the back of his throat. He tries to speak but can’t. He has to focus his energy into not fucking Ain’s face because shit shit shit-
It’s embarrassing, but he thinks if Ain keeps this up, he’s going to be a faster shot than he’s used to.]
[Oh, yeah, that's a lot, says local idiot mentally because he does not realise yet what "a lot" is. Ain is all too happy to keep going, though, noting the taste and how Wolfwood feels against his tongue. Something... something about this feels good. Oh God. He thinks he likes this.
(God is not watching he's looking the other way. Y'all nasty.)
It's not so much a blowjob as it is Ain jerking Wolfwood right against his mouth, which is almost certainly going to cause problems later, not that Ain has fully clocked that. He keeps up with the kitten-licks, treating Wolfwood like an oversized lollipop — he doesn't know how, nor does he realise yet, that he can put Wolfwood into his mouth and suck on him in earnest that way. It's just licking, tongue darting out over the slit to lap up what's there, sometimes straying lower in the places his hand isn't at the time to stimulate there.
He's not going to be pulling back even if Wolfwood tries to warn him, so uh. Good luck Ain—]
[Ain…really doesn’t realize how much of a harlot he looks like right now. Like, if his mother saw him now, she’d pass away on the spot. So would everyone in his family. He’s sprawled half naked across another man with his cock in both his hand and mouth, and he’s about to look even worse in a minute, here.
Wolfwood frantically grabs for Ain’s hair, his fingers haphazardly undoing the pretty braid there in a way that causes his curls to cascade over his shoulders. His breath hitches in an increasingly fast manner, a warning in and of itself that Ain isn’t paying any mind to. He croaks out a sound, garbled and unintelligible.]
Ain- m’gonna-
[“Cum, in like ten seconds”, but the words don’t come out. He’s cut off by another growling moan of pleasure, hips canting up against Ain’s face. He’s rising fast towards that peak, about to tumble helplessly over the edge-]
Aughhhh-
[And then…he shoots directly into Ain’s mouth. It’s so sudden- and there’s so much of it- that it no doubt spills out of his mouth and all over his chin. Whether he jerks his head away with surprise or not, it’s going to get all over his face, too, thick ropes draped over his nose and bangs like confetti ribbons.]
[Ain's reflexes are not quick enough to avoid being painted, so, uh.
Yeah. He gets smothered. Covered. As a poet once said, "like my Waffle House hashbrowns", but Waffle House was only just opened and that poet is not alive yet.
Anyway, this is the second time I've used that joke and it's never not funny.
Ain manages to move back slightly, but it's too late by then; what amount hits his tongue gets in his mouth and he swallows it, and the rest winds up on his cheeks and chin and up into his hair, rest in peace baby boy you're gonna need a shower before you go home now. Yet he's not remotely horrified or disgusted by it, really, instead...
Well. Another kink has been unlocked. His dick jumps in his pants at the way Wolfwood moans, and the mess all over his face, and Ain doesn't have the braincells left to think "why is that hot, exactly". But it is. It is hot. He's pretty sure he must be doing something right, if Wolfwood's reaction was to climax all over his face.
Ain sits up. His eyes go to the cross sitting between Wolfwood's pectorals, still all puffy from where Ain was being maybe a little too enthusiastic about soft nibbles and sucking on the man... a wave of horny washes over him, and he quickly starts to undo his pants the rest of the way. These have to come off. He thinks he's going to die if they don't.]
Haha... mm, you should let me do that again some time.
Wolfwood sags against the pillows, heaving as he fights to catch his breath while Ain is busy lapping up the cum dripping into his mouth from his face. It is....everywhere, because Wolfwood is pent up and has needed to cum either on or in a man for weeks now, so this is only sortof scratching that itch. He's still going as a matter of fact, a few last pumps working their way out of the tip as they waterfall over the shaft and down Ain's fingertips. Even as he's sitting up to admire his work, Wolfwood is still trembling in the throes of post-orgasmic bliss, looking back at Ain with his glasses comically askew.]
I...tried to warn you...
[But! Well! Now Ain's been given his first facial in his life, congrats, he's officially been christened as a gay man.]
[Ain is midway through kicking his slacks and underwear to the floor. He... should reasonably be shy about this, and he thinks he kind of is, but the focus is more on the fact that a hot man just came all over his face. When Wolfwood actually starts to look Ain over... he's probably going to hide.
Right now, he's trying to swipe cum off of his face with his fingers. He looks down at his hand, and there is a Clear internal debate happening. Like. Wipe off? Put in mouth???]
Yeah...? I liked it. Haha, I know it wasn't that great, though, [ain he CAME ON YOUR FACE,] so I'll have to pull you aside to practice some time.
[Wolfwood has awakened a fucking monster. This man came out of the closet This Evening to him, and he's been nothing but a nuisance since. In a way, it's good. In another way, this is Ain heavily compartmentalizing, but we don't need to think of that while we're horny.
He Will have a mental breakdown about this later.]
You should take your glasses off. Aren't they getting in the way?
[It wasn't technically perfect, nor was it even technically an actual blowjob, but that doesn't mean it wasn't still great. Better than anything else Wolfwood has had in years, that's for damn sure. And now here they both are all of a sudden, completely naked? Like??? Wolfwood didn't expect it to get this far but, well...
He's not sure they can go back, at this point.
On Ain's suggestion, he'll reach up to tug the shades off his face with a heavy sigh, folding them up and setting them aside. It's Ain's first time seeing him without them. Seeing his eyes in general, deep and brown as they are.]
[Ain, who has gotten most of the mess off of his face and has opted for ye olde "wipe your hands on the bed", is now climbing back to sit next to Wolfwood properly. This is the point where he sort of crosses his legs and tries to ignore how red and untouched his own dick looks.]
Why don't you ever let them be seen? Is it 'cause they're so pretty you could seduce half the town?
Hah, maybe...but I think maybe you're just biased.
[Wolfwood is still...a bit too blissed out to move much, which is why he simply tilts his head to rest it on Ain's shoulder for a bit. Woof. If he wasn't still so horny, he could just go right to sleep.]
[Not because he didn't enjoy it, but because him having That in him is a whole other discovery. The bravery is wearing off, and Ain is yet again back to being just a little wiggly. A little nervously squirmy.]
I guess I could've warned you! But I liked... [wiggle wiggle sorry he's a bad pillow] ... putting my mouth all over you. Mmsorry if your chest is a little sensitive.
[The problem is worse!! But Ain has freckles on his butt so enjoy that, Wolfwood.]
...okay, 'cause I'd put it back all over you if you wanted.
[There's no hiding when he's in Wolfwood's lap. He feels really small, though, both in height and in Other departments. Wolfwood's dick is big enough to slot comfortably between his thighs and then some, and Ain blushes profusely at the revelation.]
Is it... Are you normally still able to maintain an erection after that...? [Does he need to call a doctor (he's a doctor)] You just climaxed and everything. You're not overstimulated with me in your lap?
[Wolfwood chuckles, smoothing both hands down the small of Ain's back now that he's sitting in his lap again. And yes, he will rest them over his ass, thank you. He hasn't even gotten a chance to touch him directly yet, so he's going to take every opportunity he can get while they're resting to do so.]
And...normally? Not really, actually. But it ain't a problem. I think it's more...you than anything.
[He tugs Ain a little closer to himself and- in turn- winds up pressing him against his chest.
And those big tits of his. They might be swollen and sensitive thanks to Ain, but not so much that he doesn't want his head pillowed on them.]
I'll be okay. Think it's just my body tellin' me I ain't done yet. [...] Assuming...you also ain't, of course.
[Being trapped against Wolfwood also means Ain's full hardon is also against him, so uh, that might answer the question, but let it be known that the sass doesn't stop with Ain. So—]
Nick, if I were done, I wouldn't be... [He is Hard. He is naked and hard and the second they're skin-to-skin, his dick Actually twitches.] ...you know, I could use your help, haha. Putting my mouth on you made it impossible to keep my pants on. I thought I was going to start tearing the fabric or something.
[Loud and clear, as a matter of fact. He leans back a little further, thankful that he at least is winded enough for the moment to not just...immediately flip and pin Ain to the mattress upon feeling the way his cock twitches against him, good lord.]
In that case, I need to ask you somethin'.
[A kindof Serious Something, which is why he's looking at Ain directly from where he still has his head resting on his chest.]
I could use my hand on ya. Or...my mouth. Or...we could do it. For real.
(Ain would probably pass out at some point. He came once tonight. The libido is unlocked, but it hasn't yet settled into "four orgasms, snack break, four more orgasms" territory yet.)
(Yet.)
He looks thoughtful for a moment, and then squirms, and squirming does absolutely nothing to help him out here so he just sort of sighs, afflicted...]
I... I want to go all the way. [He's not sure how anything is supposed to fit back there but ? ? ? ?] Everything else is fine, too, but I... I want to try it.
[He might as well, right? There's no coming back from getting a facial in terms of Going To Hell. Plus, if his Motorcycle Experience is anything to go by, there's something about having Wolfwood pressed up against his ass like that... that's probably his body's instinct to fuck rearing its head while Ain's none the wiser to it.
Either way, he thinks actually getting railed within an inch of his life would fix what's wrong with him (horny dreams). And maybe, the homophobic part of his brain says, it would ungay him. (It won't. It'll gay him harder.)]
[Somehow, he had a feeling that would be Ain's answer. And honestly, Wolfwood is thrilled that it is, because he knows he would have gone home unfulfilled without getting to stuff Ain full.
But still. This is his first, his very first, and he's still determined to make sure it's right. That's why he brings one hand up to cradle the side of Ain's face, tilting his head up a little to look at him and his messy hair. He's pretty sure he can still see some of himself in it, oops.
Anyway. He plants a gentle kiss to his lips, then his forehead.]
...I'd be happy to help. Honored, even. You...mean a lot to me, and I don't say that 'bout just anyone. You're really somethin' special, you know?
[He bonks their foreheads together, gently.]
Like. I don't just wanna do it. I wanna make love to you, Ain. [Wolfwood tilts his head a little, brushing their noses together. It's all very sappy, maybe because he's still feeling fuzzy because he just came.] ...just one more thing. I didn't really get a chance to say anything before to stop you, uh...
I can go to the corner store and buy some condoms, if you want to use 'em. I'm gonna need to get some lube anyway, if we're doin' this.
[On one hand, he's going to have to shower before they leave anyway, because yeah he's still got semen in his hair. Whoops. On the other hand, it's probably not the best idea to be creampied on his first time, when he has no idea about how any of this works and eventually has to go home? So, uh...]
...that's probably a good idea. We can... do it without some other time. [As much as he would Love to be absolutely destroyed, he feels like he'll be way too shy to clean up properly (the process of which he has no idea about). So.] But how are you going to get to the corner store while you're hard like this?
[Like. Ain't no way Wolfwood is just gonna tuck his Massive Schlong back into his pants and say "brb", right?]
Wolfwood makes a face, because he clearly didn't think about that until literally just now.]
I'll uh...I'll just wrap my jacket around my waist. It'll be fine. I ain't makin' you go get it.
[It's not just rude; he actually isn't sure Ain would survive the trip. He'd simply die of embarrassment. Or, if not that, he'd die because he'd be struck with the weight of what he was doing and run home crying about it.]
[He will definitely have a breakdown when he's out of this room, yeah.]
Is it a quick trip? Or...
[Ain worries about him. Ain also worries about like, what if Wolfwood gets back and he's like "I'm actually too tired" or "God is watching so I'm done" or "actually you're less attractive than when I walked into this room". Doesn't that happen to people?]
...do you think it would do anything if you tried to relieve yourself first?
Haha, yeah, I'll be okay. As long as you don't think it'll be an issue...
[Stuffing your huge dick into your pants when it's erect and dripping must be very difficult! Ain will not try this, he will just remain naked and lay in bed. Thanks.
The bonk is appreciated, though. He nuzzles the tips of their noses together, and then rolls off of Wolfwood so he can actually get up.]
[What he isn't going to tell Ain is that he's probably going to get, like. Halfway into his pants, stuff his dick into his underwear and get his pants mostly half-zipped, and then give up and just tie his jacket tight around himself until he can get back. It's fine! Nobody will notice! And if anybody asks he will tell them with a dead look that he pissed himself so they'll fuck off and leave him alone. He genuinely has no fucks to give, he does not care-]
Have a little faith in me, would'ya? I'll be fine.
[He gets up with a little difficulty and grabs his clothes, throwing them on as quickly as possible in the exact manner described so he can rush to the bottom floor and literally jog from the hotel to the corner store and back. Fortunately we're in a time where things cost quarters, not dollars, so all he needs is a couple to purchase what he's looking for. A box of condoms, lube...a few people do look at him funny, but the instant they see the crosses flashing on the jacket around his waist, they look the other way. Perks to being mafia.
True to his word, he's back before the bed can even begin to get cold. A little winded and uncomfortable from moving around with an erection but hey, it's probably softened just a tiny bit due to the cold, it's fine! He'll just slip back into the hotel room none-the-wiser...poking his head in first with that dull voice worrying about Ain in the back of his head getting louder as he got closer to the hotel.]
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Date: 2024-02-13 05:02 pm (UTC)[Wolfwood is rapidly slipping into that pleasured mindset you get into where you’re just kindof stupid about everything, so hopefully Ain wasn’t expecting colorful commentary. He’s trying to focus on how it feels more than anything, especially as Ain starts to get braver and more bold with his movements. Having his mouth on his chest playing with the piercings is one thing, but the moment he starts applying more pressure at his dick?
Wolfwood groans deeply, and for just a moment, he loses himself and bucks into Ain’s hand, forcing his girth through the hollow of his hand. He can see the tip of Ain’s cock peeking out of his pants at him, and he wants nothing more than to reach out and touch him, but he doesn’t want to distract him from his task either…]
K-keep goin…keep goin baby…you’re doing so…so good…
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Date: 2024-02-13 06:18 pm (UTC)He ends every couple sucks or passes with his tongue with a kiss. At one point, he stops rubbing Wolfwood's chest if only because it looks like the stimulation has him a bit swollen, and peppers kisses along the surrounding skin, finding another scar to kiss before he drags his tongue over it. There is an oral fixation awakening in this boy and it's gonna be Wolfwood's problem.
He sits up a bit. Kisses Wolfwood's neck, trying to mimic what Wolfwood did to him earlier. Grazes his teeth along the skin... trails down to keep kissing scars. His hand keeps occupied with that slow, rhythmic jerk, though he's parsed by now if he sometimes squeezes a bit, Wolfwood seems to like that.
Ain... still wants to try giving head. He has no measure for how these things are supposed to be done, but his lips are trailing down Wolfwood's abs now, tongue flicking out between kisses like he's trying to map the man out with his mouth, and he's sure it's? Fine? If he just licks the tip a bit while he's jerking the guy off. Right?? Wolfwood wouldn't hate that, would he, is that how things are done? He seems to like being kissed everywhere else, surely it's fine if...
Yeah. Ain's too blissed out to care where his mouth is going right now, so he experimentally kitten-licks the tip of Wolfwood's dick.]
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Date: 2024-02-13 07:04 pm (UTC)Ain…
[His name issues from his chest in another breathy moan as he starts really getting into jerking him off, and honestly even with his stamina Wolfwood knows he can get off like this easy. Just a little longer is all he’ll need, even as Ain takes a break from kissing his nipples and decides to bring his attention elsewhere.
Untouched scars get kissed next, on top of rippling muscles and trembling tendons as he fights to keep still. The rosary on his chest rises and falls with every heavy breath, and as Ain moves down Wolfwood smooths a hand over the top of his head. Further and further down he goes, leaving Wolfwood breathless and desperate for more, until-]
A-ah-!
[Ain what the fuck
He does it, he goes and puts his mouth on his cock, and Ain is going to be surprised by the way precum spills over onto his tongue pretty much immediately, Wolfwood’s words catching in the back of his throat. He tries to speak but can’t. He has to focus his energy into not fucking Ain’s face because shit shit shit-
It’s embarrassing, but he thinks if Ain keeps this up, he’s going to be a faster shot than he’s used to.]
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Date: 2024-02-13 07:38 pm (UTC)(God is not watching he's looking the other way. Y'all nasty.)
It's not so much a blowjob as it is Ain jerking Wolfwood right against his mouth, which is almost certainly going to cause problems later, not that Ain has fully clocked that. He keeps up with the kitten-licks, treating Wolfwood like an oversized lollipop — he doesn't know how, nor does he realise yet, that he can put Wolfwood into his mouth and suck on him in earnest that way. It's just licking, tongue darting out over the slit to lap up what's there, sometimes straying lower in the places his hand isn't at the time to stimulate there.
He's not going to be pulling back even if Wolfwood tries to warn him, so uh. Good luck Ain—]
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Date: 2024-02-13 08:13 pm (UTC)Wolfwood frantically grabs for Ain’s hair, his fingers haphazardly undoing the pretty braid there in a way that causes his curls to cascade over his shoulders. His breath hitches in an increasingly fast manner, a warning in and of itself that Ain isn’t paying any mind to. He croaks out a sound, garbled and unintelligible.]
Ain- m’gonna-
[“Cum, in like ten seconds”, but the words don’t come out. He’s cut off by another growling moan of pleasure, hips canting up against Ain’s face. He’s rising fast towards that peak, about to tumble helplessly over the edge-]
Aughhhh-
[And then…he shoots directly into Ain’s mouth. It’s so sudden- and there’s so much of it- that it no doubt spills out of his mouth and all over his chin. Whether he jerks his head away with surprise or not, it’s going to get all over his face, too, thick ropes draped over his nose and bangs like confetti ribbons.]
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Date: 2024-02-13 09:01 pm (UTC)Yeah. He gets smothered. Covered. As a poet once said, "like my Waffle House hashbrowns", but Waffle House was only just opened and that poet is not alive yet.
Anyway, this is the second time I've used that joke and it's never not funny.
Ain manages to move back slightly, but it's too late by then; what amount hits his tongue gets in his mouth and he swallows it, and the rest winds up on his cheeks and chin and up into his hair, rest in peace baby boy you're gonna need a shower before you go home now. Yet he's not remotely horrified or disgusted by it, really, instead...
Well. Another kink has been unlocked. His dick jumps in his pants at the way Wolfwood moans, and the mess all over his face, and Ain doesn't have the braincells left to think "why is that hot, exactly". But it is. It is hot. He's pretty sure he must be doing something right, if Wolfwood's reaction was to climax all over his face.
Ain sits up. His eyes go to the cross sitting between Wolfwood's pectorals, still all puffy from where Ain was being maybe a little too enthusiastic about soft nibbles and sucking on the man... a wave of horny washes over him, and he quickly starts to undo his pants the rest of the way. These have to come off. He thinks he's going to die if they don't.]
Haha... mm, you should let me do that again some time.
[going to Hell even faster now]
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Date: 2024-02-13 10:16 pm (UTC)Wolfwood sags against the pillows, heaving as he fights to catch his breath while Ain is busy lapping up the cum dripping into his mouth from his face. It is....everywhere, because Wolfwood is pent up and has needed to cum either on or in a man for weeks now, so this is only sortof scratching that itch. He's still going as a matter of fact, a few last pumps working their way out of the tip as they waterfall over the shaft and down Ain's fingertips. Even as he's sitting up to admire his work, Wolfwood is still trembling in the throes of post-orgasmic bliss, looking back at Ain with his glasses comically askew.]
I...tried to warn you...
[But! Well! Now Ain's been given his first facial in his life, congrats, he's officially been christened as a gay man.]
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Date: 2024-02-13 11:44 pm (UTC)Right now, he's trying to swipe cum off of his face with his fingers. He looks down at his hand, and there is a Clear internal debate happening. Like. Wipe off? Put in mouth???]
Yeah...? I liked it. Haha, I know it wasn't that great, though, [ain he CAME ON YOUR FACE,] so I'll have to pull you aside to practice some time.
[Wolfwood has awakened a fucking monster. This man came out of the closet This Evening to him, and he's been nothing but a nuisance since. In a way, it's good. In another way, this is Ain heavily compartmentalizing, but we don't need to think of that while we're horny.
He Will have a mental breakdown about this later.]
You should take your glasses off. Aren't they getting in the way?
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Date: 2024-02-14 12:19 am (UTC)[It wasn't technically perfect, nor was it even technically an actual blowjob, but that doesn't mean it wasn't still great. Better than anything else Wolfwood has had in years, that's for damn sure. And now here they both are all of a sudden, completely naked? Like??? Wolfwood didn't expect it to get this far but, well...
He's not sure they can go back, at this point.
On Ain's suggestion, he'll reach up to tug the shades off his face with a heavy sigh, folding them up and setting them aside. It's Ain's first time seeing him without them. Seeing his eyes in general, deep and brown as they are.]
There. How's that?
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Date: 2024-02-14 02:38 am (UTC)[Ain, who has gotten most of the mess off of his face and has opted for ye olde "wipe your hands on the bed", is now climbing back to sit next to Wolfwood properly. This is the point where he sort of crosses his legs and tries to ignore how red and untouched his own dick looks.]
Why don't you ever let them be seen? Is it 'cause they're so pretty you could seduce half the town?
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Date: 2024-02-14 02:54 am (UTC)[Wolfwood is still...a bit too blissed out to move much, which is why he simply tilts his head to rest it on Ain's shoulder for a bit. Woof. If he wasn't still so horny, he could just go right to sleep.]
I didn't know you had that in you.
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Date: 2024-02-14 03:03 am (UTC)[Not because he didn't enjoy it, but because him having That in him is a whole other discovery. The bravery is wearing off, and Ain is yet again back to being just a little wiggly. A little nervously squirmy.]
I guess I could've warned you! But I liked... [wiggle wiggle sorry he's a bad pillow] ... putting my mouth all over you. Mmsorry if your chest is a little sensitive.
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Date: 2024-02-14 03:09 am (UTC)[Don't worry, if Ain wiggles around too much, Wolfwood will simply drag him into his lap. Problem solved!
...or, maybe problem made worse, since they're both Very Hard.
Oh yeah, Wolfwood is still hard, even after cumming like that. That's a thing-]
I liked havin' your mouth all over me.
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Date: 2024-02-14 03:19 am (UTC)...okay, 'cause I'd put it back all over you if you wanted.
[There's no hiding when he's in Wolfwood's lap. He feels really small, though, both in height and in Other departments. Wolfwood's dick is big enough to slot comfortably between his thighs and then some, and Ain blushes profusely at the revelation.]
Is it... Are you normally still able to maintain an erection after that...? [Does he need to call a doctor (he's a doctor)] You just climaxed and everything. You're not overstimulated with me in your lap?
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Date: 2024-02-14 03:33 am (UTC)[Wolfwood chuckles, smoothing both hands down the small of Ain's back now that he's sitting in his lap again. And yes, he will rest them over his ass, thank you. He hasn't even gotten a chance to touch him directly yet, so he's going to take every opportunity he can get while they're resting to do so.]
And...normally? Not really, actually. But it ain't a problem. I think it's more...you than anything.
[He tugs Ain a little closer to himself and- in turn- winds up pressing him against his chest.
And those big tits of his. They might be swollen and sensitive thanks to Ain, but not so much that he doesn't want his head pillowed on them.]
I'll be okay. Think it's just my body tellin' me I ain't done yet. [...] Assuming...you also ain't, of course.
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Date: 2024-02-14 03:43 am (UTC)Nick, if I were done, I wouldn't be... [He is Hard. He is naked and hard and the second they're skin-to-skin, his dick Actually twitches.] ...you know, I could use your help, haha. Putting my mouth on you made it impossible to keep my pants on. I thought I was going to start tearing the fabric or something.
[Like, not to be dramatic, but also.]
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Date: 2024-02-14 03:54 am (UTC)[Loud and clear, as a matter of fact. He leans back a little further, thankful that he at least is winded enough for the moment to not just...immediately flip and pin Ain to the mattress upon feeling the way his cock twitches against him, good lord.]
In that case, I need to ask you somethin'.
[A kindof Serious Something, which is why he's looking at Ain directly from where he still has his head resting on his chest.]
I could use my hand on ya. Or...my mouth. Or...we could do it. For real.
I don't wanna assume, so it's up to you.
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Date: 2024-02-14 04:04 am (UTC)(Ain would probably pass out at some point. He came once tonight. The libido is unlocked, but it hasn't yet settled into "four orgasms, snack break, four more orgasms" territory yet.)
(Yet.)
He looks thoughtful for a moment, and then squirms, and squirming does absolutely nothing to help him out here so he just sort of sighs, afflicted...]
I... I want to go all the way. [He's not sure how anything is supposed to fit back there but ? ? ? ?] Everything else is fine, too, but I... I want to try it.
[He might as well, right? There's no coming back from getting a facial in terms of Going To Hell. Plus, if his Motorcycle Experience is anything to go by, there's something about having Wolfwood pressed up against his ass like that... that's probably his body's instinct to fuck rearing its head while Ain's none the wiser to it.
Either way, he thinks actually getting railed within an inch of his life would fix what's wrong with him (horny dreams). And maybe, the homophobic part of his brain says, it would ungay him. (It won't. It'll gay him harder.)]
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Date: 2024-02-14 04:12 am (UTC)But still. This is his first, his very first, and he's still determined to make sure it's right. That's why he brings one hand up to cradle the side of Ain's face, tilting his head up a little to look at him and his messy hair. He's pretty sure he can still see some of himself in it, oops.
Anyway. He plants a gentle kiss to his lips, then his forehead.]
...I'd be happy to help. Honored, even. You...mean a lot to me, and I don't say that 'bout just anyone. You're really somethin' special, you know?
[He bonks their foreheads together, gently.]
Like. I don't just wanna do it. I wanna make love to you, Ain. [Wolfwood tilts his head a little, brushing their noses together. It's all very sappy, maybe because he's still feeling fuzzy because he just came.] ...just one more thing. I didn't really get a chance to say anything before to stop you, uh...
I can go to the corner store and buy some condoms, if you want to use 'em. I'm gonna need to get some lube anyway, if we're doin' this.
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Date: 2024-02-14 04:18 am (UTC)...that's probably a good idea. We can... do it without some other time. [As much as he would Love to be absolutely destroyed, he feels like he'll be way too shy to clean up properly (the process of which he has no idea about). So.] But how are you going to get to the corner store while you're hard like this?
[Like. Ain't no way Wolfwood is just gonna tuck his Massive Schlong back into his pants and say "brb", right?]
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Date: 2024-02-14 04:27 am (UTC)Wolfwood makes a face, because he clearly didn't think about that until literally just now.]
I'll uh...I'll just wrap my jacket around my waist. It'll be fine. I ain't makin' you go get it.
[It's not just rude; he actually isn't sure Ain would survive the trip. He'd simply die of embarrassment. Or, if not that, he'd die because he'd be struck with the weight of what he was doing and run home crying about it.]
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Date: 2024-02-14 04:34 am (UTC)Is it a quick trip? Or...
[Ain worries about him. Ain also worries about like, what if Wolfwood gets back and he's like "I'm actually too tired" or "God is watching so I'm done" or "actually you're less attractive than when I walked into this room". Doesn't that happen to people?]
...do you think it would do anything if you tried to relieve yourself first?
[He has thighs. And hands. And a mouth. And—]
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Date: 2024-02-14 04:38 am (UTC)[He wants to stuff Ain so badly he thinks he might die if he doesn't soon.]
It's just around the corner from this place. I saw it on the drive here. I'd be like...five minutes, tops.
[Bonks their heads together again, gently]
You think you'll be okay that long?
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Date: 2024-02-14 04:43 am (UTC)[Stuffing your huge dick into your pants when it's erect and dripping must be very difficult! Ain will not try this, he will just remain naked and lay in bed. Thanks.
The bonk is appreciated, though. He nuzzles the tips of their noses together, and then rolls off of Wolfwood so he can actually get up.]
I'll keep the bed warm!
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Date: 2024-02-14 04:54 am (UTC)Have a little faith in me, would'ya? I'll be fine.
[He gets up with a little difficulty and grabs his clothes, throwing them on as quickly as possible in the exact manner described so he can rush to the bottom floor and literally jog from the hotel to the corner store and back. Fortunately we're in a time where things cost quarters, not dollars, so all he needs is a couple to purchase what he's looking for. A box of condoms, lube...a few people do look at him funny, but the instant they see the crosses flashing on the jacket around his waist, they look the other way. Perks to being mafia.
True to his word, he's back before the bed can even begin to get cold. A little winded and uncomfortable from moving around with an erection but hey, it's probably softened just a tiny bit due to the cold, it's fine! He'll just slip back into the hotel room none-the-wiser...poking his head in first with that dull voice worrying about Ain in the back of his head getting louder as he got closer to the hotel.]
Hey, you alive in here?
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