...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.
[It's kindof weird how much Ain trusts him with this, he thinks. Wolfwood could very easily hurt him, even by accident, yet still...
Why, he wonders? Why did Ain choose him to explore this with, of all people? He still isn't sure he gets it. Then again, to Ain, Wolfwood is just a Priest like him. A gay one, but a Priest nonetheless. He's not a murderer, nor is he part of the mafia. Not as far as he knows.
Wolfwood has to afford Ain the same amount of trust he's giving in return. It's the least he can do.
He nods instead of answering verbally this time, determined now to not stop until he's completely seated inside. It's still a slow push with frequent pauses to breathe and acclimate, half on Wolfwood's side because...though it's not painful the same way for him, it is overwhelming. He's never been inside someone this tight before, and it shows in the way he's white-knuckling the sheets as he goes. Though he hasn't cum yet, he's certain that condom is already full of precum by now.
After what feels like hours, but is only maybe a minute or two...finally, finally, Wolfwood feels his hips connect with the underside of Ain's thighs, and he can honestly hardly believe it. It doesn't even seem possible for a virgin, yet here he is...legs spread, stuffed to the brim to the point where that bulge is visible just past his navel.]
Ain knows, after Wolfwood gets seated, that there's still the actual process of sex. This is the beginning of it. They're not anywhere near either one of them climaxing (source needed, Ain nearly came from the penetration alone). They haven't done much other than acclimate the virgin to taking cock. But God, it's already so much, and Ain is desperately trying to compose himself before they continue. He is squeezing around Wolfwood. Half of it is involuntary, the other half is just typical tightness, but still. He needs to breathe. He needs to focus on relaxing so they can continue. He...
Glances down between them to where their hips connect and almost squeaks in surprise. Um. Um!!]
Oh, wow... You're... Really well endowed.
[Hastens going to Hell—
But, seriously, what the fuck. How the fuck. And also why is this the hottest thing ever on the planet, why does the sight of that make him twitch, hello?
Ain slides his hand from Wolfwood's shoulder and down between them to see if he can feel that bulge. It's probably the most perverse thing he's done all night, but he's so curious. He's so curious and rapidly realizing that This is not going to fix him. He's going to be back in Wolfwood's arms next time they meet up wanting more.
[Give him...a minute. He feels like his dick is going to break if he doesn't pause to breathe, and he's pretty sure Ain is in the same boat. He's wound up with his forehead resting on his shoulder, panting like he's been doing a lot more work than he has. If anything, he's immensely thankful Ain sucked him off (kindof) earlier, otherwise he wouldn't have made it to this point. He would have hit his limit, and then would have been too overly sensitive to continue. Ruined first time, worst date ever.
Instead, the stamina is still there to keep him going. Even if...he can hardly believe what's actually happening right now.]
I can't...believe you took all of me...holy shit...
[Ain is not really understanding the fact that sometimes, people don't like a big dick! People like a nice average one because the human body is not meant for extreme cock-taking! Unless you're Ain apparently, who is happily stuffed.
...and dragging his fingers over his lower half, feeling Wolfwood through his own body. He's curious, let him have this.]
Can you feel it when I do that?
[No doubt Ain feels it most of all because it's himself he's touching, but maybe there's some sort of gentle vibrations from his fingertips or something? Needs more testing. He thinks he might be addicted to the feeling either way.]
[As Ain touches where Wolfwood is buried inside, he moans helplessly. It may not be as direct as being touched normally, but there's definitely something he can feel there. Pressure, maybe...it's enough that he's realizing he's never felt anything like it before, and he's going to want to feel it again.
He nods weakly, turning his head against Ain's shoulder.]
I'm...t-too big for most people...
[So technically yes, he wasn't supposed to. But does Wolfwood give a damn that he isn't being conventional about it?
lol lmao]
Ain...m'sorry, I need to move soon. I'm gonna bust.
[Ain is learning a whole lot about himself tonight. Still, the admission makes him laugh... ah, he's cute. Also Ain is sorry—]
Haha, sorry, sorry. I'm okay, if you want to try moving. I didn't mean to stall.
[He's going to wrap his arms around Wolfwood's neck now, a full lover's embrace, and nuzzle against his cheek for a second before Wolfwood goes at it and the nuzzling stops.]
[Okay. Okay. They've made it as far as they possibly can go without issue. It's been a bit of a struggle getting here, but this was the hard part. Now that he's inside Ain, he should be able to move relatively easily...it's just a matter of whether or not Ain is going to be able to take it. Is moving going to hurt for him? Only one way to find out...
With Ain's arms secure around his neck, Wolfwood has nothing else to stop him or to make him waffle over moving forward. His thighs are trembling from wanting to but not for so long, so when he finally draws back a fraction...he groans just from how incredible that slight bit of friction feels, even if he's sinking back into Ain pretty much immediately. It's the same, slow motion of his fingers...a little bit out, then a little bit back in.]
[Ooh yeah okay he sees now. He understands. There's enough pain to make him squeak at the first few thrusts, clinging tight to Wolfwood's back with his nails digging straight into his skin. Yet... underneath that pain is the much louder feeling of pleasure, and Ain is conflicted, because that is Totally Not how that's supposed to work right. That makes no sense. Why does it feel good... ugh.
He whimpers now, burying his face in the crook of Wolfwood's neck. The pain ebbs the longer it goes on, giving way to full pleasure in a short while, and Ain does all he can to keep his voice down. The whimpers and squeaks become less that and more full-on moans, even if he's clearly trying to make sure no one hears them.
They're girlish, though. Like, someone will absolutely think Wolfwood is here with a girl and not an adult man.]
[The entire time, Wolfwood is ready to stop this cold turkey if he has to. Anal sex is a lot, even for someone who isn't a virgin like Ain, and he knows that it could run a risk of just being painful and uncomfortable, and never entirely pleasurable. If that were the case, he'd be fine with just not having penetration be on the table for them. They could just do hand and mouth stuff and it'd be fine, he wouldn't be mad about it. So while Ain is making these pained sounds crossed with pleasure, Wolfwood is staying on high alert while also trying his damnest not to just...melt into it, because dear god Ain is so tight and it's enough to make him lose his mind.
He kisses the side of Ain's face and temple gently, soothingly as he moves. He's still trying to keep it as slow and gentle as he possibly can, the utter Missionary of all Missionaries. And when the pain starts turning to complete pleasure...he feels his shoulders relaxing, just a fraction. He chuckles under his breath, holding Ain close to him as he rolls his hips forward again, their bodies connecting with a soft sound.]
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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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Date: 2024-02-15 06:14 am (UTC)Why, he wonders? Why did Ain choose him to explore this with, of all people? He still isn't sure he gets it. Then again, to Ain, Wolfwood is just a Priest like him. A gay one, but a Priest nonetheless. He's not a murderer, nor is he part of the mafia. Not as far as he knows.
Wolfwood has to afford Ain the same amount of trust he's giving in return. It's the least he can do.
He nods instead of answering verbally this time, determined now to not stop until he's completely seated inside. It's still a slow push with frequent pauses to breathe and acclimate, half on Wolfwood's side because...though it's not painful the same way for him, it is overwhelming. He's never been inside someone this tight before, and it shows in the way he's white-knuckling the sheets as he goes. Though he hasn't cum yet, he's certain that condom is already full of precum by now.
After what feels like hours, but is only maybe a minute or two...finally, finally, Wolfwood feels his hips connect with the underside of Ain's thighs, and he can honestly hardly believe it. It doesn't even seem possible for a virgin, yet here he is...legs spread, stuffed to the brim to the point where that bulge is visible just past his navel.]
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Date: 2024-02-15 06:30 am (UTC)Ain knows, after Wolfwood gets seated, that there's still the actual process of sex. This is the beginning of it. They're not anywhere near either one of them climaxing (source needed, Ain nearly came from the penetration alone). They haven't done much other than acclimate the virgin to taking cock. But God, it's already so much, and Ain is desperately trying to compose himself before they continue. He is squeezing around Wolfwood. Half of it is involuntary, the other half is just typical tightness, but still. He needs to breathe. He needs to focus on relaxing so they can continue. He...
Glances down between them to where their hips connect and almost squeaks in surprise. Um. Um!!]
Oh, wow... You're... Really well endowed.
[Hastens going to Hell—
But, seriously, what the fuck. How the fuck. And also why is this the hottest thing ever on the planet, why does the sight of that make him twitch, hello?
Ain slides his hand from Wolfwood's shoulder and down between them to see if he can feel that bulge. It's probably the most perverse thing he's done all night, but he's so curious. He's so curious and rapidly realizing that This is not going to fix him. He's going to be back in Wolfwood's arms next time they meet up wanting more.
Ohhhh god. Definitely going to Hell.]
...God, Nick, I feel so full...
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Date: 2024-02-15 06:42 am (UTC)[Give him...a minute. He feels like his dick is going to break if he doesn't pause to breathe, and he's pretty sure Ain is in the same boat. He's wound up with his forehead resting on his shoulder, panting like he's been doing a lot more work than he has. If anything, he's immensely thankful Ain sucked him off (kindof) earlier, otherwise he wouldn't have made it to this point. He would have hit his limit, and then would have been too overly sensitive to continue. Ruined first time, worst date ever.
Instead, the stamina is still there to keep him going. Even if...he can hardly believe what's actually happening right now.]
I can't...believe you took all of me...holy shit...
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Date: 2024-02-15 06:51 am (UTC)[Ain is not really understanding the fact that sometimes, people don't like a big dick! People like a nice average one because the human body is not meant for extreme cock-taking! Unless you're Ain apparently, who is happily stuffed.
...and dragging his fingers over his lower half, feeling Wolfwood through his own body. He's curious, let him have this.]
Can you feel it when I do that?
[No doubt Ain feels it most of all because it's himself he's touching, but maybe there's some sort of gentle vibrations from his fingertips or something? Needs more testing. He thinks he might be addicted to the feeling either way.]
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Date: 2024-02-15 07:00 am (UTC)He nods weakly, turning his head against Ain's shoulder.]
I'm...t-too big for most people...
[So technically yes, he wasn't supposed to. But does Wolfwood give a damn that he isn't being conventional about it?
lol lmao]
Ain...m'sorry, I need to move soon. I'm gonna bust.
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Date: 2024-02-15 11:39 pm (UTC)Haha, sorry, sorry. I'm okay, if you want to try moving. I didn't mean to stall.
[He's going to wrap his arms around Wolfwood's neck now, a full lover's embrace, and nuzzle against his cheek for a second before Wolfwood goes at it and the nuzzling stops.]
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Date: 2024-02-16 01:25 am (UTC)With Ain's arms secure around his neck, Wolfwood has nothing else to stop him or to make him waffle over moving forward. His thighs are trembling from wanting to but not for so long, so when he finally draws back a fraction...he groans just from how incredible that slight bit of friction feels, even if he's sinking back into Ain pretty much immediately. It's the same, slow motion of his fingers...a little bit out, then a little bit back in.]
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Date: 2024-03-04 10:08 pm (UTC)He whimpers now, burying his face in the crook of Wolfwood's neck. The pain ebbs the longer it goes on, giving way to full pleasure in a short while, and Ain does all he can to keep his voice down. The whimpers and squeaks become less that and more full-on moans, even if he's clearly trying to make sure no one hears them.
They're girlish, though. Like, someone will absolutely think Wolfwood is here with a girl and not an adult man.]
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Date: 2024-03-10 08:25 pm (UTC)He kisses the side of Ain's face and temple gently, soothingly as he moves. He's still trying to keep it as slow and gentle as he possibly can, the utter Missionary of all Missionaries. And when the pain starts turning to complete pleasure...he feels his shoulders relaxing, just a fraction. He chuckles under his breath, holding Ain close to him as he rolls his hips forward again, their bodies connecting with a soft sound.]
S'good...huh? Sure sounds like it...