dachsbuns | [Closed] @eidxiety🐎🌹

[Yeah turns out sucking titties is a gender-neutral activity.

Ain certainly sounds like he's actually being railed right now, though. It's maybe a fraction of a decibel quieter than he'd be if he actually had Wolfwood buried in him, but he is making it no secret that he's thoroughly enjoying the treatment.

Even if he does whine when Wolfwood takes his mouth away to talk.]

Mm—yeah...

[He is being edged actively by you not continuing with your mouth there sir. Ain is dangerously slick right now, probably only a couple more passes of Wolfwood's tongue from orgasm. The way his pupils are completely blown out says that much.]

[Sorry babe, he isn't even meaning to edge you this time. He barely knows how, lbr...

He gives a low, afflicted sound of his own in response to just how much Ain is whining, squeezing his chest despite the fact Ain really doesn't have a whole lot going on in the titty department, at least compared to himself. Doesn't matter though, not when he's already reacting this much to having his nipples sucked.

It's not hard to tell that Ain's getting close, judging by the slick he can feel against his inner thigh every time Ain rocks fitfully up against him. It prompts Wolfwood to work even more insistently, swapping back to the original side so neither feels neglected. "Neglect" is a strong word though, in this case, because Ain's nipples are going to be red and perky by the time Wolfwood is done with them.

It's possible Ain has created a monster, because Wolfwood is moaning just as loudly now as he is.]

[Ah fuck he's given his boyfriend (??) an oral fixation oh no whatever will he do.

Ain does not have very much to squeeze, no, but his skin is soft and delicate and he is solidly overstimulated (in a good way) right now. It's too much and it's not enough and Ain is moaning whorishly about all of it, desperately rocking his hips and getting practically no friction from it. That doesn't really matter, in the end. Wolfwood's tongue passes over him one last time and Ain cannot fucking hold back no matter how hard he tries, digging his nails into Wolfwood's shoulders almost painfully. He takes a breath, gasping unevenly, and climaxes brief and hot between them in short, quick pulses.

It's not hard enough to knock him on his ass, though, and Ain squirms fitfully, still horribly desperate even after that much.]

[It's really hard for Wolfwood to believe that anyone could cum untouched like that, but here Ain is, proving that it's possible. It is also quite possibly the hottest thing he's seen in his life, which...probably isn't saying much considering how vanilla his life was beforehand, but give him a break okay he's trying here. Regardless, he's wordless in his own pleasure as he continues working Ain through it, his mouth working over that nipple as he licks, sucks, and nips until he feels like Ain might be getting too overstimulated from it all. He draws his head back with a thick gasp, saliva slick on his chin and lips as he glances down between them to check the damage.

He whistles lowly.]

Hoho...you really liked that, huh...

[Have you ever seen a man with swollen nipples because—

Anyway, Ain's face is red up to his ears, and he looks fucked out already. They have not fucked. There have been no dick touches, even. Ain is just a bottom.]

Mm... haha, yeah... I did warn you.

[Amazingly this does not actually solve horny problems and in fact creates more of them.]

[He has not! At least, not until right now.

He thinks he could get used to it, now that he's starting to get more used to the idea of Being Gay in general.]

Y'did. You still alive?

[Wolfwood asks teasingly as he nudges the side of Ain's face with his nose, tugging him a little closer.]

[He's alive and horny thanks!! The second they get closer Ain is trying to hump Wolfwood's thigh like an animal in heat. He wants attention he wants touch he wants to be folded in half etc.]

Yeah. Hornier than I was a minute ago...

[Surprise foreplay is a turn-on even if you climax in the middle of it.]

[Listen, it's not like Wolfwood would hate it if Ain did do that. In fact, it'd probably just make him less inclined to tease him so much because he'd be like "oh, no, he's REALLY desperate for it maybe I should hurry this along-"

But no. Instead, Wolfwood presses soft kisses against Ain's face, rubbing his back soothingly now that he's Very Aware of the semen sticking to his legs. Like, god damn.]

Yeah. Me too...I can't get over how pretty you are when you get like this, yaknow?

["if" like Ain's not currently trying to hump Wolfwood's leg, please. He said he was gonna be demanding there he goes being demanding.]

Ahuh... I like seeing you writhe, too, so I get it.

[Wrapping his arms around Wolfwood's neck. Grinding on him. Help. :( ]

[Oh, yep, the grinding is happening now. That is going to leave Wolfwood a little breathless actually, because it's one thing to be sucking on his titties, but entirely another to feel his cock rubbing up against him like that. Like, god damn, if he wasn't hard before...

With a huff of a breath, Wolfwood shifts to push his arms up underneath Ain a little further so he can lift him up into his arms, scooting them both up to the top of the bed so Ain can lay back more comfortably. From there, he sits back on his haunches just slightly, hoping Ain can't tell just how fucking red his face is right now as he rummages blindly in their things over the side of the bed to find the oil he knows Ain still has packed with him.]

Y'think you can handle me preppin' you? I gotta do at least a little.

I am not some poor virgin, [you are acting like one tho,] I can handle it.

[But note that he does whine when Wolfwood pulls back like nooo his friction what the fuck is he supposed to grind on now :( he did not soften up from that one orgasm he's still fucking ready to go over here.]

Haha... that turned you on real good, didn't it?

[Nudges Wolfwood's thigh with his foot playfully like teehee, he sees your cock sir.]

[Not some poor virgin, he says, yet he just came untouched just by having his nipples sucked on. Hmmmmmmmmmmm-

Well, Wolfwood is not experienced enough to comment, or make fun of Ain's ability to hold himself together, or lack thereof. Instead, he just smirks as he grabs the bottle of oil, and though he's miles and away more confident doing this than he was nights ago...Ain- if he's perceptive enough- will notice his hands are trembling. Even now, he's nervous, unsure if he's going to do it right, or fuck something up yet again as he pours some of the oil over his fingers.]

I'll tell ya a secret.

[He starts, corking and setting the bottle aside as he scoots a bit closer, propping Ain's legs up over his own thighs.]

I've been horny ever since I got here.

[Ain does catch it, but Wolfwood is already talking as he notices, and... Ain's not sure if he wants to interrupt to say "hey reminder I'll be fine" or not. It seems like bantering might help? Or maybe it won't. Uhhhhh. Anxiety...

...shaking off the anxiety it's fine just talk to him.]

...really? Haha... I wouldn't have guessed, until after we got into the bath, anyway. Then I kind of had a feeling, buuut I wasn't going to push you.

[Spreads his legs wide as fuck.]

Last time, I didn't let you fully play around anyway, since I was trying to hold back so I could ride you stupid. You can do whatever you want now, though.

Mmm...you sure? What if you get close again?

[Oh, hi. Thank you for spreading your legs like that sweetie, he's enjoying the view. In fact, before he might have immediately gone for fingering him because he was too nervous to explore, but now? He'll bring his other hand around that he isn't planning on actually using to prep with, mostly so he can rub his hand over Ain's erection lazily, giving it a few slow strokes as he pushes his legs back a little bit further, reaching down to spread some of that oil along the skin on the outside first.]

It's true. I mean...I didn't really know if it was okay or not, at first....since. Yaknow.

[They have been kindof at odds, for good reason...

He rubs his fingers down Ain's perineum, all the way until he can carefully circle his hole.]

I'll take good care of you this time. Promise.

Oh, that's a guarantee, and you're just gonna have to live with the consequences. Remember I said "three or four" and we're at "one".

[He is going to show Wolfwood how to finger-blast a man to completion he swears to god. Which, speaking of that, it's getting difficult to speak again. Ain was expecting Wolfwood to just go for it, not to tease him like that, but his enjoyment is apparent in the way he bucks his hips into Wolfwood's hand and then immediately tries to chase after his fingers to actually get them inside. It feels damn good to have Wolfwood tracing his skin like that. Good enough to where he visibly shudders.]

You've already got teasing down, so I'm not that worried.

Oh? Is this teasin’? I thought it was a lot more…yaknow.

[He pulls his fingers past his hole again, making sure the tips catch against the rim.]

Deliberate? Maybe I was mistaken…

[Maybe he’s also just being a dick on purpose now as he teases actually sticking his fingers in, all while fondling his dick and balls with his other hand. He’s learning the art of multitasking over here, surely.]

[Whimpers, whines... bucks his hips just as Wolfwood presses past the ring of muscle and fucking sobs out a moan about it. Someone's a little desperate. Someone can't make it half a week without getting fucked clearly. The curse of a high libido.]

Aahhh... y-yeah, that's— that was teasing.

[Was, because now it's certainly not teasing, not when he's getting a simultaneous handjob and twitching in Wolfwood's palm. He's sticky from his earlier orgasm and wet from the second round of stimulation with basically no breaks, and God does he love every second of it. There's something about overstimulation for him...]

Y-you're... good with your hands, h-haaha...

[Since Ain is being so patient with him being curious and all, Wolfwood will at least lean in for a kiss while he finally gets his bearings, returning his hand to his entrance so he can make to start entering him for real this time.]

Mmm…glad t’hear it. My fingers are kinda big, so.

[Oh, he knows. This isn’t the first time you’ve done this after all, it’s just the first in a long while.

Speaking of: good lord does he always forget how tight this is, yet at the same time, Ain’s body takes him readily. He’s not sure if that’s more because Ain is just so horny for it, or if it’s because he’s used to it by now as Wolfwood gently rubs at his inner walls.]

I’ll try not to take too long.

[Little bit of column A, little bit of column B. Ain has slept with lots of men, many bigger than he is in any department, but he is also very much a whiny pillow queen right now. He's way more into those bigass fingers than he should be, because like Wolfwood said once before, sometimes people don't want to be stretched and stuffed.

Ain is not those people and does not subscribe to the idea that he shouldn't be filled like an overstuffed eclair.

Anyway, he's trying so hard to let Wolfwood learn and do his thing, but sometimes his hips do rock down while he rides those fingers. His own fingers, meanwhile, grip the bedsheets and claw at them in lieu of having Wolfwood leaning over him to rake his nails down. That'll be for later.

...the kisses are appreciated, though. Ain tries to lick his way into Wolfwood's mouth before more words are had.]

Don't worry about it. Just... curl your fingers like I showed you a while back...

Mmm…

[Giving a thoughtful hum, Wolfwood focuses his attention on following those instructions, trying to remember exactly what he was doing before that made Ain go so insane in the past. It’s not a difficult task to figure out, because just a few careful swipes of his fingers brings him back to the muscle memory, and within seconds he’s falling into a rhythm that’s already well on its way to becoming familiar.

He could get used to this. He wants to get used to it.]

How’s that feel, baby…?

[Wolfwood asks in a low undertone as he presses two fingers in deep, scissoring them carefully apart because he IS trying to prep him here, not just fingerbang him until he cums again-]

[Ohhh... yeah, that's it. That's how you prep a man and not fingerblast his brains out per se, though Ain is groaning about it either way. He loves men and he loves the attention of men, whether it's necessary prep work or actually being fingerbanged to orgasm. Wolfwood in particular is his favourite right now, though.

Ain gives a nod, willing himself to be still, but he is the most impatient motherfucker on the planet right now. On occasion, his hips rock down into Wolfwood's fingers, trying to drive him a touch deeper, especially when they curl in just the right spots and Ain practically sobs out a moan about it.]

G-good...

Betcha…I could get ya to cum from this, too. I won’t…but I could.

[Ain DID say he could make him cum three or four times if he wanted, but…honestly, as much as he is enjoying teasing the hell out of him, he’s starting to get impatient too. He’s eager to try this out, finally…and he knows it’s going to take him some time to get used to, so he needs to account for that.

So, yeah. How does three fingers already sound, Ain?]

I don’t wanna do too much, but…you let me know when you feel like you’re ready, alright?

Y-you could... [Especially going to three fingers already, which is fine — Ain has so much experience that it's not like they're skipping over anything important here. He's not hurting. He is, in fact, experiencing a fairly blinding amount of pleasure.] I definitely can, h-haha...

[He understands, though. He gets it, he wants Wolfwood to be buried in him as quickly as possible too, especially when he stares down between his own legs to Wolfwood's and just. Hhh.

He wants all his holes filled it's not fair :(

Ain gives it a few more minutes, biting down on his bottom lip as he tries to both muffle his voice and maintain composure, and then—]

I-I'm ready.

[If Wolfwood were just a little more experienced, he would be filling all of Ain's holes, but alas...perhaps next time he'll give it a try. For now, they'll be doing good with him filling just the one hole, and fill it he shall.

He exhales on an afflicted sound as Ain gives him the all-clear on being ready to continue after he's been working him open for some time, which...great timing, because Wolfwood is visibly dripping at this point. Wheezing on another moan, he pulls his fingers carefully free, wiping them off on the bedsheets as he fumbles to grab for the oil again, pouring a little more of it onto himself than he needed to so he can slick himself up.

He's never done this. He doesn't know if he'll be doing it right, but like...how hard can it be, really? Dick go in hole. He's put dick in hole many times, just not in an asshole, and not by himself.

He can do this, he tells himself as he lifts Ain's legs up a little further.]

Mkay...you'll stop me if I'm hurtin' you or bein' stupid, yeah?

I'll stop you. I'm pretty vocal when I don't like something.

[Like. Extremely vocal, actually. Wolfwood hasn't seen Ain bitch someone out in bed before and god willing, he won't have to, but Ain has ripped into some men for being clowns. He has stories, he will tell them.]

I trust you, Nick. Go as slow as you need to.

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