[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 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...