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.]
Ain spends like, two minutes of the five minute trip laying there and staring at the ceiling, hard and a little chilly because there's no big warm man to snuggle against. He spends another minute thinking about how Wolfwood tastes and feeling his cock strain in the cold air like hi hello I need attention rn thanks...
The last two minutes are spent in Non-Holy Self-Exploration, and that's what Wolfwood is going to walk in on, is Ain laying back on the bed with his legs half spread, whimpering as he slowly jerks himself off.
Wolfwood will also get to see Ain jump out of his skin when he comes back like he's been caught doing something he shouldn't, even though they've been fooling around for over an hour now.]
Y-yes?
[He's alive! And he's— whoops he's covering himself with a pillow don't look now—]
Wolfwood spent an extra two minutes buying Ain a rocket popsicle. He thought it might be good to eat something and like, SORTOF hydrate, and also because he thinks it would help calm him down (and also let him watch Ain fellate a popsicle).
Well. He is completely forgetting about the popsicle. He is setting it on the table and it is going to melt inside the plastic, but thankfully it's all encased so it won't make a mess anywhere, rip to the popsicle. The only reason he doesn't toss down the condoms and lube is because he kindof needs those more urgently as he stumbles to the foot of the bed, ripping his clothes off on the way there.
If he was at ALL soft before, he sure as fuck isn't anymore.]
[The popsicle might need to die a liquidy death because Ain eats popsicles like a straight man would not. He would've deepthroated that thing. Wolfwood would've lost it.
Hesitantly, he moves that pillow aside and puts it back where it was.]
Mm, sorry, I— I was thinking of you while you were gone, and I couldn't resist... [And it doesn't help that he's been needy and pent up ever since the gears switched and he started putting his mouth in the places where the sun don't shine. Ain lays back against the bed, and after another moment passes, spreads his legs more.] Are you saying you want to watch...?
[That's what he's saying, isn't it? Ain sees no reason why he shouldn't, even if he's still very embarrassed doing it, so... sure. Okay. He closes his fingers around himself again, giving himself a slow, easy stroke. And then another... all while he's watching Wolfwood practically rip his clothes off.
He doesn't want to make himself climax like this, because he'd have to wait another while before they did anything else, but it sure is keeping him nice and erect for when they actually get down to it, that's for sure. Little does Ain know he's practically edging himself over here.]
[Wolfwood is not sure what he did to get this lucky. Thank you god. He has been blessed on this day.
Also he is still ripping off his clothes as he makes his way over, getting out of those jeans and tossing his jacket haphazardly onto the floor. He's naked in like thirty seconds, harder than ever before. And though he doesn't stop Ain from what he's doing, he does crawl up onto the bed with him, the lube in one hand after he'd tossed the condoms over onto the bed.]
Fuck...Fuck, Ain. You're so hot.
[He's just...going to force himself to sit up, pouring some lube into the palm of his hand to start warming up.]
[It's a lot different than when he was just fooling around earlier in the week, that's for sure. A lot more sensitive for obvious reasons, and Ain is pretty sure the sensitivity increases tenfold whenever Wolfwood's eyes are on him.
He ekes out a soft, appreciative noise, watching the way Wolfwood shuffles about to do... whatever it is he's doing, Ain has no questions right now he's just gonna let the expert handle it. He keeps moving at that languid pace, hand slick with precum and making the job much easier, and out of curiosity... he reaches his free hand up toward his chest and over a nipple, pinching, and even that is almost too much. Ain's back arches, a much louder moan slipping from his lips, before he makes the executive decision to stop doing that unless he wants to make Wolfwood wait even longer.]
Wolfwood, knelt now between Ain's thighs, carefully brings his clean hand around to rest against one of his legs to keep it open. The other starts to reach down, impatient...until he stops himself short, realizing he should probably explain a bit more what he's about to do.]
Okay. I need to prep you if we're doin' this. Which means I gotta put this lube...up there. [He makes a crude gesture with his fingers.] Get it all...lubed up and stretched out. Your body ain't really made to take this, at least not without a little help. And I don't wanna hurt you.
[Ain takes this to mean he should probably stop what he's doing for now, unless he wants to Ruin Everything. So he does, pulling his wet hand off of his cock and sort of gracelessly wiping it off on the sheets nearby. Very cool, sorry hotel staff—]
I was wondering, haha. I'm ready, though. ...go easy on me, okay?
[He won't remind Wolfwood that he's never done any of this before. He doesn't need to hear it, he knows.]
[Have another kiss to the forehead for good measure as he carefully circles Ain's hole with his now lubed-up fingers, though he doesn't immediately press into it. He's trying to get him used to the feeling, which...he knows is going to be extremely weird at first.
...actually.
What will Ain do if he just...takes his free hand, and veeery gently wraps it around the base of Ain's slicked cock? Gives it a few strokes, maybe...he wanted to touch so bad he's sorry.]
[Ain will moan about it, that's what he'll do. Probably the expected result, but he is not only getting used to the way Wolfwood is reaching between his legs, but having someone else's hand on him. If he was all sensitive before... hooooo boy. Hoo boy.
He squirms, bucking into Wolfwood's grip with a needy, debauched sound. That, obviously, is hardly enough for him to get off... but that doesn't mean he's not eager just to have Wolfwood touching him in general.]
I hope this means you're gonna call me Nick from now on. Cause I like it.
[He smirks as he gently strokes Ain with one hand while working his fingers around...and then very carefully into him- just the fingertip of his index- with the other. He's realizing as he does this that a distraction may be a good idea, since Ain is a virgin virgin. He's never been penetrated in his life, and the tightness Wolfwood is experiencing now is evidence of that.
It...may not be possible to fit all of himself into Ain, he's realizing. He may be lucky to get the tip in...]
[Also Wolfwood that's quitter talk. Fuck it we ball, etc.
Ain is... well, he's getting used to everything, let's say. It's kind of a lot to be (barely) penetrated while getting jerked off, as it turns out. The distraction does what it's supposed to do, though; Ain is focused more on the handjob than he is the actual penetration, although at a certain point, he rocks his hips with a certain desperation like he's trying to get More from him.]
[That's what he's worried about. Wolfwood...has had Things inside of him before, okay, he knows it's not comfortable. Especially not your first time. He doesn't want to turn him off of it, but...]
I'm just warning you, it's not gonna feel nice at first. That's normal, just...remember to keep breathing for me, okay?
[He will keep up his slow ministrations to his dick if it helps, he's just trying to be careful not to overdo it too. They don't need to have Ain cumming again accidentally before he can get a cock in him, after all.
Meanwhile, Wolfwood is just trying to get more than the barest tips of his fingers in. To the knuckle...past that, even. Enough in there so he can actually start to curl his finger and stretch it around a little bit.]
[Wolfwood is out here doing Things and meanwhile Ain has only just learnt like, five minutes ago that you can put your fingers in your ass. This is groundbreaking information.]
Mm'kay...
[Ain in his head goes "I doubt it'll feel that weird haha" and then literally two seconds later, he starts to hit the "oh I see" territory of losing his virginity. He sees. He understands why Wolfwood said something. It does hurt, just a little, but Ain's determined to see it through. People wouldn't do this if it didn't feel good at some point, right?
He winces, squeezing around that finger for a moment. Takes a deep breath, like Wolfwood asked for him to do, and relaxes further.]
[Yeah, it’s not hard to tell just watching his reactions that he’s starting to feel it. The first few minutes are just going to suck a lot, plain and simple. It’s why he’s taking this slow, reapplying the lube every so often when things get too dry.]
You’re doin’ great, angel. Just focus on me.
[Out, in…out, apply more lube, slowly work it back in…he’s begun to move his finger a bit now, turning it around and curling it deep against his inner walls. He’s not deliberately searching for that sweet spot just yet, but he thinks he’ll know it when he finds it either way.]
Need to make sure you’re good and slick down here.
[Ain is laying here going, does this happen every time? This is what we do?? Having sex with women must be easier, you just put it in??? (DO NOT DO THIS SHE'S DRY)
It's strange, because it fluctuates between mild discomfort and pain, to feeling really damn good, back and forth like a pendulum. It hurts. It feels great. Wolfwood's curling his finger and Ain lets out a sound, low and pleasured... and then Wolfwood manages to accidentally find that sweet spot, and the sound Ain makes can only be described as whorish. His back arches, and any other moans get bitten back behind his clenched teeth.
He's trying to be quiet. It doesn't matter, because it's a hotel and his moans are so girlish that no one would really bust in here like GAY PEOPLE?????????? But he's now clamping his hand over his mouth while he processes what the fuck just happened.]
Wolfwood wasn’t even meaning to do that, but now that he has? Now that he knows where that is and that he can tap it any time? It is taking a herculean amount of effort to not press into it again, to give Ain some time to actually breathe. He is smiling though in spite of himself, flashing his teeth like the cheshire cat as he pulls his finger back a bit to do a little more careful stretching.]
Hah…bingo.
[He smirks, leaning in close so he can whisper and Ain will feel a bit less like the entire hotel can hear them, maybe.]
[Wolfwood is trying to kill him with that smirk. He swears.]
Mm...mmhmm...
[Congrats on making him just a little incoherent. It wasn't difficult, but still. Ain takes the opportunity to kiss Wolfwood while he's leaning over him, sloppy, the press of lips interrupted by the occasional gasp or whine or whatever other noise Wolfwood can force from him.
He's getting used to it, he thinks. Enough to where he starts to move his hips against Wolfwood's hand again, sort of a more more more while he's too busy forgetting how to say words.]
[That's about the last thing he manages before Ain takes to kissing him, which is fine. He will eagerly return them in kind no matter how sloppy, tilting his head to better slot the two of them together. Between kisses he slips his finger ever deeper, and when he feels like he's almost as deep as he can go...when Ain is trying to move his hips?
He'll rub at his prostate again, just a little. Just the slightest amount of pressure, enough to get his toes curling.]
[Not only does it get Ain's toes curling, but it gets him arching up into Wolfwood and gripping the sheets, too. A reward for all Wolfwood's hard work!
And it seems like Ain's doing a lot better the longer this goes on. Too much is likely to make him cum, obviously, but this much... this much is fine. More pleasurable for sure, and Ain can't imagine how he looks right now. He's definitely flushed red to the tips of his ears. He's probably drooling all over himself a little bit, and some part of him makes him wipe his mouth off on the back of his hand so that he doesn't look like a complete slob over here.]
Nick... [He is also getting impatient. Wholly unsurprising.] Nick...
I hear ya. We gotta get more than one in though, I'm sorry.
[He's pausing yet again to lube up his fingers, this time pulling the single digit back far enough to slip his middle in next to it. To Ain, it will be like he's starting over from zero, having to work his way back to the top of the mountain after getting kicked halfway down it. Granted, the dryness isn't quite as bad now, and the burn only half as uncomfortable...but still. Wolfwood isn't focusing on his prostate right now, which means that stretch is going to become more of a stretch.
It's why he decides to keep talking, you know...to keep Ain with him.]
Bet you can't wait to get my cock in you, huh? Believe me, it's gonna feel way better than my fingers do.
[Oh, yep, there it is. The discomfort and pain are back, and yeah, it really is like starting from square one. It's a lot! It's a lot for Ain, who has to yet again coach himself through it. Deep breaths... don't tense up... Wolfwood is speaking...
...
Wolfwood is speaking wait shit—]
Nnhhh... [If he weren't already red, that would've made it worse, so thanks!] I bet... want you in me...
[Does he realise what he's saying? Well, halfway. He can kind of imagine that it feels better based on his understanding of everything else happening. That's it, though. Honey you got a big storm comin', etc.]
[He can tell that Ain's coherency is leaving him by the second, so he's going to stop fucking around and actually try to get him worked open a little faster. Not so fast that it hurts him, or makes him miserable, just...fast enough. Enough so that Wolfwood isn't going to suffer from an exploded dick before he even gets IN Ain, because he really is getting dangerously close to blue-balling himself at this point.
So he continues to work those two fingers in now, doing the same as before. This time however, he focuses on scissoring as much as curling them, actively stretching Ain apart to make sure that when he enters him, he doesn't split him open.]
Just a little bit more...I'm gonna try to see if we can do three, but if it's too much let me know.
[Ain thinks to himself what do you mean three, but the mental math tracks. Yeah. Three. Okay. That makes sense. Dicks are pretty large and Wolfwood is probably going to cleave Ain in half so—
At least he's getting used to it. It hurts less. If he weren't goddamn horny, he might relax further, but right now he's to the point where he's desperate and wiggly and rocking down into Wolfwood's hand for the millionth time tonight. He must look like some kind of whore right now. Ain imagines he's probably no better than some hooker off the street.]
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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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Date: 2024-02-14 05:05 am (UTC)Ain spends like, two minutes of the five minute trip laying there and staring at the ceiling, hard and a little chilly because there's no big warm man to snuggle against. He spends another minute thinking about how Wolfwood tastes and feeling his cock strain in the cold air like hi hello I need attention rn thanks...
The last two minutes are spent in Non-Holy Self-Exploration, and that's what Wolfwood is going to walk in on, is Ain laying back on the bed with his legs half spread, whimpering as he slowly jerks himself off.
Wolfwood will also get to see Ain jump out of his skin when he comes back like he's been caught doing something he shouldn't, even though they've been fooling around for over an hour now.]
Y-yes?
[He's alive! And he's— whoops he's covering himself with a pillow don't look now—]
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Date: 2024-02-14 05:12 am (UTC)Wolfwood spent an extra two minutes buying Ain a rocket popsicle. He thought it might be good to eat something and like, SORTOF hydrate, and also because he thinks it would help calm him down (and also let him watch Ain fellate a popsicle).
Well. He is completely forgetting about the popsicle. He is setting it on the table and it is going to melt inside the plastic, but thankfully it's all encased so it won't make a mess anywhere, rip to the popsicle. The only reason he doesn't toss down the condoms and lube is because he kindof needs those more urgently as he stumbles to the foot of the bed, ripping his clothes off on the way there.
If he was at ALL soft before, he sure as fuck isn't anymore.]
W-wait. Don't stop...please? Lemme see.
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Date: 2024-02-14 05:23 am (UTC)Hesitantly, he moves that pillow aside and puts it back where it was.]
Mm, sorry, I— I was thinking of you while you were gone, and I couldn't resist... [And it doesn't help that he's been needy and pent up ever since the gears switched and he started putting his mouth in the places where the sun don't shine. Ain lays back against the bed, and after another moment passes, spreads his legs more.] Are you saying you want to watch...?
[That's what he's saying, isn't it? Ain sees no reason why he shouldn't, even if he's still very embarrassed doing it, so... sure. Okay. He closes his fingers around himself again, giving himself a slow, easy stroke. And then another... all while he's watching Wolfwood practically rip his clothes off.
He doesn't want to make himself climax like this, because he'd have to wait another while before they did anything else, but it sure is keeping him nice and erect for when they actually get down to it, that's for sure. Little does Ain know he's practically edging himself over here.]
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Date: 2024-02-14 05:41 am (UTC)Also he is still ripping off his clothes as he makes his way over, getting out of those jeans and tossing his jacket haphazardly onto the floor. He's naked in like thirty seconds, harder than ever before. And though he doesn't stop Ain from what he's doing, he does crawl up onto the bed with him, the lube in one hand after he'd tossed the condoms over onto the bed.]
Fuck...Fuck, Ain. You're so hot.
[He's just...going to force himself to sit up, pouring some lube into the palm of his hand to start warming up.]
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Date: 2024-02-14 05:57 am (UTC)He ekes out a soft, appreciative noise, watching the way Wolfwood shuffles about to do... whatever it is he's doing, Ain has no questions right now he's just gonna let the expert handle it. He keeps moving at that languid pace, hand slick with precum and making the job much easier, and out of curiosity... he reaches his free hand up toward his chest and over a nipple, pinching, and even that is almost too much. Ain's back arches, a much louder moan slipping from his lips, before he makes the executive decision to stop doing that unless he wants to make Wolfwood wait even longer.]
Mmnh... could say the same about you, haha...
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Date: 2024-02-14 06:05 am (UTC)Wolfwood, knelt now between Ain's thighs, carefully brings his clean hand around to rest against one of his legs to keep it open. The other starts to reach down, impatient...until he stops himself short, realizing he should probably explain a bit more what he's about to do.]
Okay. I need to prep you if we're doin' this. Which means I gotta put this lube...up there. [He makes a crude gesture with his fingers.] Get it all...lubed up and stretched out. Your body ain't really made to take this, at least not without a little help. And I don't wanna hurt you.
[Said while giving his thigh a gentle squeeze.]
You ready?
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Date: 2024-02-14 06:17 am (UTC)I was wondering, haha. I'm ready, though. ...go easy on me, okay?
[He won't remind Wolfwood that he's never done any of this before. He doesn't need to hear it, he knows.]
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Date: 2024-02-14 06:37 am (UTC)[Have another kiss to the forehead for good measure as he carefully circles Ain's hole with his now lubed-up fingers, though he doesn't immediately press into it. He's trying to get him used to the feeling, which...he knows is going to be extremely weird at first.
...actually.
What will Ain do if he just...takes his free hand, and veeery gently wraps it around the base of Ain's slicked cock? Gives it a few strokes, maybe...he wanted to touch so bad he's sorry.]
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Date: 2024-02-14 06:55 am (UTC)He squirms, bucking into Wolfwood's grip with a needy, debauched sound. That, obviously, is hardly enough for him to get off... but that doesn't mean he's not eager just to have Wolfwood touching him in general.]
N-Nick...
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Date: 2024-02-14 07:02 am (UTC)[He smirks as he gently strokes Ain with one hand while working his fingers around...and then very carefully into him- just the fingertip of his index- with the other. He's realizing as he does this that a distraction may be a good idea, since Ain is a virgin virgin. He's never been penetrated in his life, and the tightness Wolfwood is experiencing now is evidence of that.
It...may not be possible to fit all of himself into Ain, he's realizing. He may be lucky to get the tip in...]
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Date: 2024-02-14 07:16 am (UTC)[Also Wolfwood that's quitter talk. Fuck it we ball, etc.
Ain is... well, he's getting used to everything, let's say. It's kind of a lot to be (barely) penetrated while getting jerked off, as it turns out. The distraction does what it's supposed to do, though; Ain is focused more on the handjob than he is the actual penetration, although at a certain point, he rocks his hips with a certain desperation like he's trying to get More from him.]
I-it's good... you can keep going, I'm okay...
[The uh, Pain has not yet hit him.]
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Date: 2024-02-14 07:28 am (UTC)I'm just warning you, it's not gonna feel nice at first. That's normal, just...remember to keep breathing for me, okay?
[He will keep up his slow ministrations to his dick if it helps, he's just trying to be careful not to overdo it too. They don't need to have Ain cumming again accidentally before he can get a cock in him, after all.
Meanwhile, Wolfwood is just trying to get more than the barest tips of his fingers in. To the knuckle...past that, even. Enough in there so he can actually start to curl his finger and stretch it around a little bit.]
If it hurts too much, tell me and I'll stop.
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Date: 2024-02-14 07:44 am (UTC)Mm'kay...
[Ain in his head goes "I doubt it'll feel that weird haha" and then literally two seconds later, he starts to hit the "oh I see" territory of losing his virginity. He sees. He understands why Wolfwood said something. It does hurt, just a little, but Ain's determined to see it through. People wouldn't do this if it didn't feel good at some point, right?
He winces, squeezing around that finger for a moment. Takes a deep breath, like Wolfwood asked for him to do, and relaxes further.]
I'm okay. [It bears repeating, probably.] Promise I'm okay.
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Date: 2024-02-14 06:17 pm (UTC)You’re doin’ great, angel. Just focus on me.
[Out, in…out, apply more lube, slowly work it back in…he’s begun to move his finger a bit now, turning it around and curling it deep against his inner walls. He’s not deliberately searching for that sweet spot just yet, but he thinks he’ll know it when he finds it either way.]
Need to make sure you’re good and slick down here.
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Date: 2024-02-14 08:08 pm (UTC)It's strange, because it fluctuates between mild discomfort and pain, to feeling really damn good, back and forth like a pendulum. It hurts. It feels great. Wolfwood's curling his finger and Ain lets out a sound, low and pleasured... and then Wolfwood manages to accidentally find that sweet spot, and the sound Ain makes can only be described as whorish. His back arches, and any other moans get bitten back behind his clenched teeth.
He's trying to be quiet. It doesn't matter, because it's a hotel and his moans are so girlish that no one would really bust in here like GAY PEOPLE?????????? But he's now clamping his hand over his mouth while he processes what the fuck just happened.]
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Date: 2024-02-14 08:29 pm (UTC)Wolfwood wasn’t even meaning to do that, but now that he has? Now that he knows where that is and that he can tap it any time? It is taking a herculean amount of effort to not press into it again, to give Ain some time to actually breathe. He is smiling though in spite of himself, flashing his teeth like the cheshire cat as he pulls his finger back a bit to do a little more careful stretching.]
Hah…bingo.
[He smirks, leaning in close so he can whisper and Ain will feel a bit less like the entire hotel can hear them, maybe.]
Felt good, didn’t it?
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Date: 2024-02-14 09:51 pm (UTC)Mm...mmhmm...
[Congrats on making him just a little incoherent. It wasn't difficult, but still. Ain takes the opportunity to kiss Wolfwood while he's leaning over him, sloppy, the press of lips interrupted by the occasional gasp or whine or whatever other noise Wolfwood can force from him.
He's getting used to it, he thinks. Enough to where he starts to move his hips against Wolfwood's hand again, sort of a more more more while he's too busy forgetting how to say words.]
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Date: 2024-02-14 11:04 pm (UTC)[That's about the last thing he manages before Ain takes to kissing him, which is fine. He will eagerly return them in kind no matter how sloppy, tilting his head to better slot the two of them together. Between kisses he slips his finger ever deeper, and when he feels like he's almost as deep as he can go...when Ain is trying to move his hips?
He'll rub at his prostate again, just a little. Just the slightest amount of pressure, enough to get his toes curling.]
That's it.
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Date: 2024-02-15 12:23 am (UTC)And it seems like Ain's doing a lot better the longer this goes on. Too much is likely to make him cum, obviously, but this much... this much is fine. More pleasurable for sure, and Ain can't imagine how he looks right now. He's definitely flushed red to the tips of his ears. He's probably drooling all over himself a little bit, and some part of him makes him wipe his mouth off on the back of his hand so that he doesn't look like a complete slob over here.]
Nick... [He is also getting impatient. Wholly unsurprising.] Nick...
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Date: 2024-02-15 12:36 am (UTC)[He's pausing yet again to lube up his fingers, this time pulling the single digit back far enough to slip his middle in next to it. To Ain, it will be like he's starting over from zero, having to work his way back to the top of the mountain after getting kicked halfway down it. Granted, the dryness isn't quite as bad now, and the burn only half as uncomfortable...but still. Wolfwood isn't focusing on his prostate right now, which means that stretch is going to become more of a stretch.
It's why he decides to keep talking, you know...to keep Ain with him.]
Bet you can't wait to get my cock in you, huh? Believe me, it's gonna feel way better than my fingers do.
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Date: 2024-02-15 12:56 am (UTC)...
Wolfwood is speaking wait shit—]
Nnhhh... [If he weren't already red, that would've made it worse, so thanks!] I bet... want you in me...
[Does he realise what he's saying? Well, halfway. He can kind of imagine that it feels better based on his understanding of everything else happening. That's it, though. Honey you got a big storm comin', etc.]
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Date: 2024-02-15 01:07 am (UTC)[He can tell that Ain's coherency is leaving him by the second, so he's going to stop fucking around and actually try to get him worked open a little faster. Not so fast that it hurts him, or makes him miserable, just...fast enough. Enough so that Wolfwood isn't going to suffer from an exploded dick before he even gets IN Ain, because he really is getting dangerously close to blue-balling himself at this point.
So he continues to work those two fingers in now, doing the same as before. This time however, he focuses on scissoring as much as curling them, actively stretching Ain apart to make sure that when he enters him, he doesn't split him open.]
Just a little bit more...I'm gonna try to see if we can do three, but if it's too much let me know.
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Date: 2024-02-15 01:47 am (UTC)At least he's getting used to it. It hurts less. If he weren't goddamn horny, he might relax further, but right now he's to the point where he's desperate and wiggly and rocking down into Wolfwood's hand for the millionth time tonight. He must look like some kind of whore right now. Ain imagines he's probably no better than some hooker off the street.]
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