[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.]
[A whore...perhaps. But if Wolfwood were asked, he'd tell Ain he was the most attractive whore he's ever met, that's for sure. He does wish Ain could see just what he's seeing, what with the way Ain's body keeps arching off the bed, his neck curved so pretty...he can't help but lean in to press his lips to it every so often as he gently fucks him with his fingers. So insistent is he with it, in fact, that Ain may not even realize when he does finally get three inserted. By that point, he's doing less thrusting and more stretching, starting to feel sweat beading on his forehead and the back of his neck.
He thinks...he's done. He's not sure how much more of this he can handle.]
Hey...how're you feelin'? You still with me? I think you might be ready now.
Ain doesn't notice at first. He does midway through, when the stretch becomes very obvious alongside everything else happening. It's different for sure. It feels good, for as much as it also hurts. Wolfwood is talking and Ain is yet again not really listening, finding it difficult to over the rush of blood in his ears.]
Don't worry. I'm gonna...uh. Need a second to get this on, anyway...
[This being...the condom. Wolfwood is pretty sure he's never actually put one on (do you think he was having protected sex? lol), which means it's going to take him at least a minute to figure it out.
First thing's first though. He needs to- carefully- pull his fingers free from Ain's ass. It's going to feel extremely empty all at once, going from pleasantly stuffed to nothing at all. He hopes it won't be like that for long, but...well he got condoms he was pretty sure would fit him, so it should be fine!
Wolfwood grabs the box and pulls out one of the foil packets, holding it between his teeth while he lubes himself up first. He rips the packet open with his teeth afterwards before...clumsily working it over his length, struggling both because it's slippery and kindof weird to do, but also because he's so horny and eager that he keeps nearly dropping the damn thing.]
[He feels unstuffed. He wants to be stuffed. It's a sad two and a half minutes for Ain.
At least... he knows how to get a condom on. Yes, his family is 100% the "you don't fuck unless you're having babies, you don't need birth control or condoms" type of family, but Ain works for a clinic and went to a real med school, there are some things you have to know even if they're against God's will or whatever. He sits up, reaching out to help.]
It's like this... [He explains, patiently,] You leave room at the tip here, and the important part is that you don't stretch it out so that it goes over your balls. Just the shaft.
[Do you know how many people think it goes over the balls, Wolfwood? Do you??]
...I'm gonna show you something. Can I have a spare one?
[He'll wait until he's done getting Wolfwood all wrapped up, though, before he goes for one of the extras. He's sorry but he has to be a dumb boy real quick and also a medical professional.
Ain tears open the wrapper and pulls out the condom, and then says informatively,]
They're stretchier than you think they are, even if they're a size too small.
[And then, as an example, he sticks both hands in the condom, palms flat together, and spreads his hands a whole foot apart. The condom shows no sign of breaking.]
You can blow them up like giant balloons and we can hit each other with them, haha. So yes, it would fit, but let's not do that, okay?
[Clearly Wolfwood didn't know this previously, if the look on his face is any indication. This is genuine news to him. Suddenly, he's kindof impressed by the ingenuity going on, here. Even if the largest dicked man on planet earth wore one of these, it still wouldn't break.
...wait a minute.]
So what the hell am I hearing about all these people who complain about the condoms breaking? I thought their dicks were just too big.
Oh, uh, [ties off the condom-balloon,] that can happen, but that's usually because they expired or were faulty in some way. More often than not, they're lying.
[Don't you just love men. There's also the whole using silicone based lube with condoms that degrades them but Ain barely understands lube, so he doesn't explain that one.
Anyway, he bonks Wolfwood with the condom-balloon. Right on the noggin.]
We can play with these later. I don't want you going soft on me~.
[...alright. Wolfwood isn't SO lost in the sauce that he doesn't snort at that, waving the condom-balloon in Ain's hand away.]
Yeah, later. I think I've put off showing you a good time long enough.
[He could have said something a lot more crude, like "stuff you like an eclair", but he knows Ain is still new to...being gay, and all of this. Best not to scare him off.
All that said...he has the condom on, now. It's been sufficiently lubed up. Which means...he's going to very carefully slot himself in-between Ain's legs again, nudging him up the bed just a bit so he's laying someplace comfortable. He edges in close, to the point where they're almost laying down but not quite, reaching a hand up to thread it through the side of Ain's hair.]
I figure you probably wanna do this position, right?
[As fun as it would be to be pressed into the bed facedown... it's his first time. So—]
I wanna look at you and kiss you and stuff, so yes.
[He will be boring his first time, they can get into freaky positions later on. Ain wiggles his way into position, making sure his head is on the pillow and that he's comfy as he's lying back down, though the hand in his hair gets nuzzled into as well. He could get used to this. He shouldn't... but he could.]
[Wolfwood murmurs, pressing his lips to Ain's. He lifts his legs up just a little by the thighs, hooking his ankles loosely around his own hips with the expectation that Ain will know to keep them there. It makes it easier for him to take hold of himself to line up to where he needs to be.]
Since the day I met you, I've been ready.
[He adds, glancing down briefly to make sure he's centered. Then...Ain will feel pressure against him, something pressing in just like his fingers had before. Only this time, it's much thicker. Much warmer. It's slick thanks to the lube, but he doesn't even need to look to know that he's getting Wolfwood's length pressed into him.
[Why is that so weirdly sweet? Why is he cute... ugh. Ain can feel this stupidly giddy feeling in his chest at those words, not even because of the sex, just because of the Wolfwood. He feels like he scored in a way. Somehow, this punk has been so ridiculously sweet to him...
Ain wants to keep him. It's bad. This whole thing was definitely so that he could fuck the gay out of him and call it, but now he thinks he's about to get addicted to that sweet side and those gorgeous brown eyes. Fuck. Should've prayed more at church.
He's thinking all of these cute, romantic, swooning thoughts... and then he feels Wolfwood actually push into him, and there's a sharp gasp that he barely manages to bite back by slapping his hand over his mouth. Oh. Oh yeah, that sure is thick. It's a lot, and he'll need a moment to take deep breaths and calm down, stop clenching at the intrusion.
It's a good thing they're taking it slow. Ain does eventually relax, moving his hand from his mouth to Wolfwood's shoulder, one there and one in his hair to pull him closer. Then he nods. Go ahead. Keep going. He's fine, he can handle it.]
[Ha...Ain feels like he scored? He should speak for himself, because Wolfwood...honestly doesn't know what he's going to do with himself after tonight. He knows full well that he likes Ain, a lot. He made sure to tell him as much too, so it's not like he doesn't know. Ain kept mentioning them trying things "next time", so maybe...that means he'll want to keep doing this? Or at least keep meeting to see each other?
That's not what he wants to be thinking about right now. There's no point in fretting about a possible future without Ain in it when they haven't even really talked about anything like that.
Right now, he's focused on showing him a good time. A good first time. And it is...admittedly, very, very slow. Wolfwood is forcing himself to take his time, entering Ain bit by agonizing bit. It's a lot to try to push into him, especially when he's never been penetrated in his whole life. He's still unconvinced that Ain is going to be able to take him all in, which is why he's aiming to just get past that first tight ring of muscle first. If he can get the head in, maybe he can at least do enough to get Ain off...
So, it isn't until he relaxes enough that he can actually move that Wolfwood tries to keep going. He kisses Ain on his face and neck as he goes, soothing and reassuring, until that last push leaves Wolfwood moaning heavily with pleasure. The tip, if nothing else, is in...]
[Wolfwood, you fool, you think Ain's gonna let you get away with just the tip... "That would be the safe option" yeah well the safe option would've been not going to a shitty hotel with someone to have gay sex.]
Mmmmsorry, [for being tight? ain this is a kink, this whole thing is kink fulfilment,] 'm'tryin'...
[It's a lot! It's a lot for a virgin to take, and yeah, he probably should've started with a smaller dick but Wolfwood is not that guy sooooooo here he is. Here he is digging his nails into Wolfwood's shoulders and moaning, trying to return those kisses as best he can between whimpers and gasps.
Call him impatient, but Ain thinks to himself why are you not doing more hello is it my fault and tries to rock his hips down, which will inevitably push Wolfwood in further. He's still sorry. He will try to be less tight in the future (he will not do this).]
[Please don't be sorry, oh my god. It's actually nice to feel the tightness, even if it means it's a bit slow going at first. Wolfwood doesn't want his dick ripped off here, and neither does he want to tear poor Ain in half by trying to go too quickly. It's a delicate balancing act, one that he thinks he's doing decently enough.
...at first. All the way up until Ain himself suddenly starts to move, forcing more of Wolfwood's quite frankly too-big length into himself in such a way that it makes him gasp with shock.]
Ain- careful...
[He isn't...stopping him, though. Like, if he thinks he can take it, more power to him. So long as we're not tearing anything, so long as we're not taking a trip to the ER, neither of them would survive that in this town.
The message is received loud and clear, though. So, Wolfwood takes a slow, deep breath before edging a bit more of himself inside, centimeter by agonizing centimeter.]
Do...didja want me to put it all in...? I can try, I just...I didn't know if it'd be too much.
[Ain does indeed want to be stuffed like an eclair, it's just those words are not in his lexicon. It's difficult being still right now, too, even though he knows he needs to. Wolfwood is supposed to have the reins. Wolfwood is directing. He's in charge.
He takes another breath, combing his fingers through Wolfwood's hair.]
I'll stop you if it's too much. Okay? But... I want you all the way.
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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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Date: 2024-02-15 02:05 am (UTC)He thinks...he's done. He's not sure how much more of this he can handle.]
Hey...how're you feelin'? You still with me? I think you might be ready now.
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Date: 2024-02-15 02:58 am (UTC)Ain doesn't notice at first. He does midway through, when the stretch becomes very obvious alongside everything else happening. It's different for sure. It feels good, for as much as it also hurts. Wolfwood is talking and Ain is yet again not really listening, finding it difficult to over the rush of blood in his ears.]
Mm... y-yeah, I'm okay... horny, haha...
[Haha (lustful) (fuck him please)]
J-just go slow at first, okay?
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Date: 2024-02-15 03:26 am (UTC)[This being...the condom. Wolfwood is pretty sure he's never actually put one on (do you think he was having protected sex? lol), which means it's going to take him at least a minute to figure it out.
First thing's first though. He needs to- carefully- pull his fingers free from Ain's ass. It's going to feel extremely empty all at once, going from pleasantly stuffed to nothing at all. He hopes it won't be like that for long, but...well he got condoms he was pretty sure would fit him, so it should be fine!
Wolfwood grabs the box and pulls out one of the foil packets, holding it between his teeth while he lubes himself up first. He rips the packet open with his teeth afterwards before...clumsily working it over his length, struggling both because it's slippery and kindof weird to do, but also because he's so horny and eager that he keeps nearly dropping the damn thing.]
...Ugh. God- fuck-
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Date: 2024-02-15 03:39 am (UTC)At least... he knows how to get a condom on. Yes, his family is 100% the "you don't fuck unless you're having babies, you don't need birth control or condoms" type of family, but Ain works for a clinic and went to a real med school, there are some things you have to know even if they're against God's will or whatever. He sits up, reaching out to help.]
It's like this... [He explains, patiently,] You leave room at the tip here, and the important part is that you don't stretch it out so that it goes over your balls. Just the shaft.
[Do you know how many people think it goes over the balls, Wolfwood? Do you??]
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Date: 2024-02-15 03:55 am (UTC)...wait, dating? Dating.
Dating...]
How would it even fit over my balls?
[You've seen his cock, Ain. It's going to be a miracle if he manages to get the condom on it without ripping a hole through the latex.
But yes...he will let Ain help him. He doesn't know wtf he's doing.]
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Date: 2024-02-15 04:15 am (UTC)[He'll wait until he's done getting Wolfwood all wrapped up, though, before he goes for one of the extras. He's sorry but he has to be a dumb boy real quick and also a medical professional.
Ain tears open the wrapper and pulls out the condom, and then says informatively,]
They're stretchier than you think they are, even if they're a size too small.
[And then, as an example, he sticks both hands in the condom, palms flat together, and spreads his hands a whole foot apart. The condom shows no sign of breaking.]
You can blow them up like giant balloons and we can hit each other with them, haha. So yes, it would fit, but let's not do that, okay?
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Date: 2024-02-15 04:23 am (UTC)[Clearly Wolfwood didn't know this previously, if the look on his face is any indication. This is genuine news to him. Suddenly, he's kindof impressed by the ingenuity going on, here. Even if the largest dicked man on planet earth wore one of these, it still wouldn't break.
...wait a minute.]
So what the hell am I hearing about all these people who complain about the condoms breaking? I thought their dicks were just too big.
[Lol, lmao-]
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Date: 2024-02-15 04:30 am (UTC)Oh, uh, [ties off the condom-balloon,] that can happen, but that's usually because they expired or were faulty in some way. More often than not, they're lying.
[Don't you just love men. There's also the whole using silicone based lube with condoms that degrades them but Ain barely understands lube, so he doesn't explain that one.
Anyway, he bonks Wolfwood with the condom-balloon. Right on the noggin.]
We can play with these later. I don't want you going soft on me~.
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Date: 2024-02-15 04:45 am (UTC)Yeah, later. I think I've put off showing you a good time long enough.
[He could have said something a lot more crude, like "stuff you like an eclair", but he knows Ain is still new to...being gay, and all of this. Best not to scare him off.
All that said...he has the condom on, now. It's been sufficiently lubed up. Which means...he's going to very carefully slot himself in-between Ain's legs again, nudging him up the bed just a bit so he's laying someplace comfortable. He edges in close, to the point where they're almost laying down but not quite, reaching a hand up to thread it through the side of Ain's hair.]
I figure you probably wanna do this position, right?
[You know. Missionary.]
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Date: 2024-02-15 04:51 am (UTC)I wanna look at you and kiss you and stuff, so yes.
[He will be boring his first time, they can get into freaky positions later on. Ain wiggles his way into position, making sure his head is on the pillow and that he's comfy as he's lying back down, though the hand in his hair gets nuzzled into as well. He could get used to this. He shouldn't... but he could.]
I'm ready when you're ready.
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Date: 2024-02-15 05:01 am (UTC)[Wolfwood murmurs, pressing his lips to Ain's. He lifts his legs up just a little by the thighs, hooking his ankles loosely around his own hips with the expectation that Ain will know to keep them there. It makes it easier for him to take hold of himself to line up to where he needs to be.]
Since the day I met you, I've been ready.
[He adds, glancing down briefly to make sure he's centered. Then...Ain will feel pressure against him, something pressing in just like his fingers had before. Only this time, it's much thicker. Much warmer. It's slick thanks to the lube, but he doesn't even need to look to know that he's getting Wolfwood's length pressed into him.
There's no coming back from this now.]
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Date: 2024-02-15 05:16 am (UTC)Ain wants to keep him. It's bad. This whole thing was definitely so that he could fuck the gay out of him and call it, but now he thinks he's about to get addicted to that sweet side and those gorgeous brown eyes. Fuck. Should've prayed more at church.
He's thinking all of these cute, romantic, swooning thoughts... and then he feels Wolfwood actually push into him, and there's a sharp gasp that he barely manages to bite back by slapping his hand over his mouth. Oh. Oh yeah, that sure is thick. It's a lot, and he'll need a moment to take deep breaths and calm down, stop clenching at the intrusion.
It's a good thing they're taking it slow. Ain does eventually relax, moving his hand from his mouth to Wolfwood's shoulder, one there and one in his hair to pull him closer. Then he nods. Go ahead. Keep going. He's fine, he can handle it.]
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Date: 2024-02-15 05:29 am (UTC)That's not what he wants to be thinking about right now. There's no point in fretting about a possible future without Ain in it when they haven't even really talked about anything like that.
Right now, he's focused on showing him a good time. A good first time. And it is...admittedly, very, very slow. Wolfwood is forcing himself to take his time, entering Ain bit by agonizing bit. It's a lot to try to push into him, especially when he's never been penetrated in his whole life. He's still unconvinced that Ain is going to be able to take him all in, which is why he's aiming to just get past that first tight ring of muscle first. If he can get the head in, maybe he can at least do enough to get Ain off...
So, it isn't until he relaxes enough that he can actually move that Wolfwood tries to keep going. He kisses Ain on his face and neck as he goes, soothing and reassuring, until that last push leaves Wolfwood moaning heavily with pleasure. The tip, if nothing else, is in...]
NNh--...nngah...so fucking...tight...
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Date: 2024-02-15 05:51 am (UTC)Mmmmsorry, [for being tight? ain this is a kink, this whole thing is kink fulfilment,] 'm'tryin'...
[It's a lot! It's a lot for a virgin to take, and yeah, he probably should've started with a smaller dick but Wolfwood is not that guy sooooooo here he is. Here he is digging his nails into Wolfwood's shoulders and moaning, trying to return those kisses as best he can between whimpers and gasps.
Call him impatient, but Ain thinks to himself why are you not doing more hello is it my fault and tries to rock his hips down, which will inevitably push Wolfwood in further. He's still sorry. He will try to be less tight in the future (he will not do this).]
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Date: 2024-02-15 06:00 am (UTC)[Please don't be sorry, oh my god. It's actually nice to feel the tightness, even if it means it's a bit slow going at first. Wolfwood doesn't want his dick ripped off here, and neither does he want to tear poor Ain in half by trying to go too quickly. It's a delicate balancing act, one that he thinks he's doing decently enough.
...at first. All the way up until Ain himself suddenly starts to move, forcing more of Wolfwood's quite frankly too-big length into himself in such a way that it makes him gasp with shock.]
Ain- careful...
[He isn't...stopping him, though. Like, if he thinks he can take it, more power to him. So long as we're not tearing anything, so long as we're not taking a trip to the ER, neither of them would survive that in this town.
The message is received loud and clear, though. So, Wolfwood takes a slow, deep breath before edging a bit more of himself inside, centimeter by agonizing centimeter.]
Do...didja want me to put it all in...? I can try, I just...I didn't know if it'd be too much.
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Date: 2024-02-15 06:08 am (UTC)[Ain does indeed want to be stuffed like an eclair, it's just those words are not in his lexicon. It's difficult being still right now, too, even though he knows he needs to. Wolfwood is supposed to have the reins. Wolfwood is directing. He's in charge.
He takes another breath, combing his fingers through Wolfwood's hair.]
I'll stop you if it's too much. Okay? But... I want you all the way.
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