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Angelina is a black horse with white markings on her face in this sorry I can't picture her as being any other color-

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[eidxiety]

[Look what happens when you spend more than two minutes in bed with someone babe! Look at that. This poor man, he's never had good sex in his life. Ain is going to fix him. And also ruin him.

For now, Ain uses his hands to pull Wolfwood's pants and underwear down. He'd do that with his teeth, too, if it wouldn't take twelve years to get done and wouldn't risk Wolfwood's undies snapping back against his dick. They're pulled down enough so that Ain can get his mouth on the man and no further.]

I take it you've gotten head before? [Or maybe he hasn't. Hmm.] You're a big boy. What are the chances anyone's ever taken you fully?

[Wolfwood can answer, or he can ignore Ain, because either way the whore is already quite eagerly licking Wolfwood from base to tip, flicking his tongue out over the slit, and heading back down.]

[lupusxylem]

[Fortunately for Wolfwood's ego, he has gotten head before. It's been...fine. Like, no woman he's ever slept with has been able to take him all the way due to his size, but really his ideal was never getting blown anyway (well, up to this point at least). His nose wrinkles as Ain gets his pants and underwear pulled down far enough to be worked with, and by now Ain will be presented with the lovely sight of Wolfwood's dick already dribbling precum from the slit down the shaft, so he'll have that to lap away at his leisure.

Like, he shouldn't be surprised Ain has given head before. He's a whore, it's kindof his job to be able to do that and do it reasonably well. What he isn't expecting so much is the eagerness with which he goes about it, to the point where Wolfwood's retort ends up cut off in a heady noise of pleasure.]

'Course I- nnnhh-

[His hips rise up to the attention unbidden, eyelids flickering as his eyes roll up and back into his head before closing once more.]

[eidxiety]

[Aww, Ain loves virgins*

*Wolfwood is not a virgin, but he sure is what Ain would call a virgin to actual, real pleasure. "I'm a man it's my job to do everything blah blah blah" and then he fucking creampies her and falls asleep. At least her job is easier but good lord man. It's okay baby he's gonna fix you, he's gonna turn you into a monster with actual expectations.

Right now, Ain is leading the charge because asking a somewhat-shy, definitely-homophobic, definitely-not-gay man to touch him in turn seems like too much. He's a powerbottom, yes, but that doesn't mean he's going to start a man's first experience off by being too mean. Either way...

He's an eager cocksucker! He loves sucking dick, it does not matter if he's on top or on bottom or doing anything else, he's always enthusiastic about this. Wolfwood may or may not find this out later, depending on if he chooses to come back to see Ain before he skips town. He repeats that up-and-down licking for a few more passes, teasing, but he knows better than to think this is going to get anyone off, especially impatient "heterosexual" men. Therefore, after a little more teasing, Ain deigns to take just the head of Wolfwood into his mouth, sucking in earnest while a hand works over what he's currently not lapping at.]

[lupusxylem]

[Fuck. Fuuuuck.

He doesn't...want to be this horny over a man. He doesn't. Deep down he hates how he's feeling right now, how much he wants to rock his hips further up into Ain's mouth to try to get his dick deeper into that wet heat, because no matter how much he tries to trick himself into thinking he's being blown by a woman...he simply isn't. It's a man who is alarmingly good at it.]

Hhh...ff....

[But he's also very, very drunk, and the inebriation is lowering his inhibitions. If nobody knows he's here, does it really matter that much? If anyone even were to find out, he could just say "I was plastered" and they'd understand. Plastered and horny, and willing to fuck anything in sight. Even another man.

Even...a man who threatened to whip him with a riding crop, and put a collar on him, and dominate him, all things that Wolfwood sweats over just thinking about it, causing his cock to pulse over the fantasy in the middle of Ain's tongue.]

[eidxiety]

[Wolfwood... is a good boy. Ain would say this for the millionth time if he wanted to empty his mouth, but he does not. No, no, he wants to slobber all fucking over Wolfwood and get him nice and wet and pent up. Ain is going to make this man insane, ride him stupid, and then change his entire worldview. He's going to fuck the homophobia right out of him.

That riding crop is still on his belt! The night is young, Wolfwood might get his thighs lovingly lashed while Ain bounces on him, who knows.

So! While Wolfwood is thinking to himself that he shouldn't be enjoying this, Ain is thoroughly enjoying himself. He's having a great time, actually, sliding further and further down Wolfwood's dick with each bob of his head. No more teasing, not until he feels as though the man is about to bust anyway. The further Wolfwood slides into his throat, the more Ain moans about it, afflicted... god he wants to be stuffed by this guy. Ugh, this man sucks, he's a dick, but...

Either way, Ain takes Wolfwood all the way to the base, bobbing his head up and down in earnest, moaning the entire time. He reaches out with one hand and takes Wolfwood's, putting it on his head.

Come on, baby, get into it. Pull his hair a little or encourage him or something.]

[lupusxylem]

[Haha, he's a ""good"" boy alright. Honestly, he's lucky Ain is doing this for him at all, with as much of a dick as he's been. He's a misogynist, he's homophobic, he's aggressive and mean, there's no wonder no women want him for more than a paycheck. There's no wonder he has no family or friends, no real life save for his existence as a bandit constantly on the run. The only people who will truly give him the time of day only do so because he's paying them, and that's truly affected his outlook on life, and all of the people in it.

So. Maybe having the toxicity fucked out of him is exactly what he needs. Not that he realizes it. Maybe Ain is just attracted to bad boys, who knows-

Either way, Wolfwood is struggling. Holding himself together is becoming harder with each passing second, his breath labored as every soft sound he makes becomes strangled in his throat. He's sounding far less like a masculine manly man, and more...like a bottom. A bottom who is trying to hold back his voice but can't.]

I...uhnhh...

[Yeah? Tell him how you really feel, baby.

...oh. His hand is on Ain's head now...it takes him a moment to get it. Though he hesitates, just for a moment...he'll eventually thread his fingers through his hair, yanking sharply on it to try to get Ain to swallow him down further.]

C'mon. That's it...

[eidxiety]

[There he goes. He's figuring it out! Ain glances up from between Wolfwood's thighs with his big green eyes and winks at him approvingly, before letting the man tug him where he wants him. That's good! That's real good... Ugh, god, having Wolfwood in his mouth like this is turning him way the fuck on.

He's going to bob his head more, taking Wolfwood deep, moaning louder and more frequently as his hair is pulled. For as much as Ain likes to have control in bed, he equally loves to lose it, and it shows. Big "and then... they were both bottoms" energy here, but that's fine, his eyes are rolled back into his head the more his hair gets pulled. Good god, he really wants to reach underneath his skirts and get himself off, but he must be strong. Be strong for the boy you're about to make see God—

Ain will keep going until Wolfwood is right on the edge, seconds from busting into his mouth, before he pulls off and stops, hurriedly sitting up and pulling off his own clothing.]

My God, you're sexy, despite how much you run your mouth. Why hasn't anyone stopped to show you how to have fun before?

[Don't look now, Wolfwood, but Ain is pulling aside lace underwear and pawing around in a nearby bedside table for oil.]

[lupusxylem]

[Honestly, it feels like it doesn't last long enough. Just when it seems like Wolfwood is getting into it good, his hand buried in Ain's hair and his hips fitfully jerking up into his mouth, Ain is suddenly pulling off, causing Wolfwood to actually whimper at the denial. He's panting like a racehorse now as he watches Ain strip right in front of him, mouth agape as he unconsciously keeps his hands on Ain's hips to keep him in his lap while he leans over to grab for the oil.

It gives Wolfwood a front row seat to seeing another man's erect dick for the first time. Like sure, he's seen his mates naked because that just sortof happens when you're living in a compound full of other men, but he's never watched them going at it, obviously. Any time one of them has gotten a boner it's been concealed beneath clothing long enough for them to go elswhere to rub it out on their own time (or with another member because let's be real there ARE gay men in that group they just aren't vocal about it), so Wolfwood has only ever really seen his own.

He finds himself staring. Ogling, really, his eyes darting as he traces the veins and eyes how flushed red and filled out it is, glistening with precum and begging to be tasted-

...wait, what?]

Tch. Coul' say the same thing about you...

[eidxiety]

Oh? Is that right? Are you coming around?

[Or is he still heavily inebriated... hmm. Well, whatever, Ain will maybe possibly find out when the man is sober again, if either of them choose to stick around after. Who knows, the future is uncertain. Either way, Ain is uncorking the bottle and straddling Wolfwood's hips...

He can't just enter this man when he's saliva-wet. He needs to teach Wolfwood how to do this right, even if he's still going to be in the closet later on or decide he really does like women, in case he ever tries to do anal again. Like, imagine tearing someone's asshole because you didn't fucking do it right. God. He's doing you a favour, you're welcome.]

Are you comfortable touching me? I need to actually prep myself here. You don't just put it in, that's what the oil's for. But if you're not okay with it, I'll do it myself, if you give me a minute.

[lupusxylem]

[That's not a question he particularly wants to answer. That would require him to think a little bit harder about all of this than he's capable of doing while he's blitzed out drunk, so he chooses to not respond. Easily enough to do when he's distracted by the way Ain is still straddling him, uncorking a bottle of oil and...

Well, he's never prepped anyone before, obviously. He's used lubricant before, but it's not always a necessity. Usually the woman gets wet enough for it (or, you know, they aren't because Wolfwood hasn't done anything to MAKE them wet), so it's just not something he's ever had to worry about. So when Ain asks him if he's comfortable touching him, he briefly looks like a deer in headlights.]

Uhh...

[......]

...I can figure it out. I can handle it.

[He's a big strong man who don't need no help blah blah blah-]

[eidxiety]

...Okay. Then, here.

[Giving the bottle to Wolfwood.]

If you're okay with it... I need you to use your fingers to spread me open so I can take you, alright? You've fingered someone before, right? [lol lmao why does he think the answer is gonna be "no".] I'm used to it, so you don't have to be too careful. Just use one... mm, maybe two fingers. In and out, nice and easy. I'll tell you when to stop, unless you feel like you need to stop early.

[In which case... do that, Ain is perfectly capable of doing this himself.]

Look, I'll guide your hand, too, if you need it.

[lupusxylem]

[What part of 'I can handle it' did you not get?, he thinks, but that never quite makes it out of his mouth because he's still distracted thinking about the task at hand. Whether or not he's fingered someone before is up for debate, and not a question he's readily confirming or denying. He just sort of grunts vaguely and tries to sit up a little so he can see what he's doing, nearly oozing too far down the bed in the process. He is...so drunk...it does not help that the room keeps doing little dizzying sweeps every time he blinks on occasion, but the horny is still handily winning out.

He'll hold out his hand to take the bottle, clumsily pouring a little too much of the oil into his hands. He manages to lube up his fingers at least, probably a little too much...but better too much than too little, in this case. That's the easy part, though. The hard part...is actually doing it, as he sort of looks from his hand to Ain and back.

......you might have to guide him and get him started-]

[eidxiety]

[...

Yeah, Ain figures that's the case. It's okay, though; you learn by doing, and Ain knows that as well as the next person. Wolfwood's obviously only had bad, dispassionate sex because it's all he knows.

Anyway, he's taking the man's wrist and guiding his fingers forward, where they'll brush against the rim and Ain will unabashedly shudder about it, clearly more pent up than he's letting on. His cock drips onto Wolfwood's abdomen, a sigh falling from his lips. It's not relief, not at all, but God damn does he want to be touched.]

Curl your fingers a bit, and gently press them in. It's okay to start with two, but if you do it with someone who doesn't do this for a living or isn't used to it, you might want to start with one.

[lupusxylem]

Uh...

[Wolfwood's breath audibly hitches, because the haze of alcohol isn't quite enough to entirely chase his nerves away when he feels his slick fingertips brush Ain's entrance for the first time. Touching someone's asshole is uhhhhhhhhh not really like teasing a vagina, he'll tel you that much...but the reaction it garnered is the same. Maybe even a little more...genuine? The women he slept with would always play up their reactions to cover the fact they were feeling nothing, after all.

He's still a bit clumsy, but he tries to follow what Ain is instructing him to do. He doesn't quite get it at first, not pressing his fingers hard enough to get them in, until he realizes the fit is far tighter than anything he's ever stuck a part of himself into. It makes his eyes widen a bit to realize before finally pushing them on through that first ring of muscle, curling his fingers as he goes.]

Like...that?

[eidxiety]

[Wolfwood probably doesn't need Ain to answer verbally in this case, because the sound he lets out when Wolfwood's fingers finally slip into him is goddamn debauched. Has Wolfwood ever made someone moan like this, so genuinely and unabashedly? Because hoo boy—]

Yes, just like that... you can push your fingers in deeper, it feels good, I promise.

[Ain is trying so hard not to rock back into Wolfwood's hand, and uhhh he is failing, because his hips are pushing down against that hand and rocking. It makes his cock bounce as he goes, precum dripping down the length. Ooh god he is so horny for this stupid-ass homophobe—]

[lupusxylem]

[He has not, in fact! At least, not a real, genuine moan that wasn't someone putting on a show for him. And maybe Ain still is doing that, to some extent, but it's not enough for Wolfwood to care, really. Because it goes straight to his cock, which jerks underneath Ain as Wolfwood presses his fingers in deeper pretty much immediately. If he's going to react like that...]

Jesus Christ. [He slurs, his other hand smoothing down Ain's thigh.] Yer fuckin' soaked. Does it...really feel that good? S'just yer ass...

[He does not understand, a "straight" man and all.]

[eidxiety]

[Oh the things Ain would do to this man's ass if he wasn't so insistent on riding tonight. Maybe... later? Hmmm... Ain cannot decide. He also wants to step on Wolfwood while the man is on his knees sucking cock for the first time, but that's like, the powerbottom side getting real rowdy. Gotta be patient... gotta not push it.

Meanwhile, Ain is just... moaning. He is just fucking moaning, whorish and loud and not at all shy about someone hearing. It's almost girlish, the way his voice cracks.]

Oh baby, you have no idea... there's a bundle of nerves back there that feels real good if you curl your fingers a little. Sort of like this...

[And he holds his hand up, making that come hither motion.]

I'll show you next time, how about...?

[lupusxylem]

[Sober Wolfwood would have been like "Yeah sure okay next time", but drunk Wolfwood...definitely feels his curiosity piqued. He's never even considered going near his ass because, again, he's a straight man as we all know...but even he can tell that Ain's moans here are genuine. He's never heard a whore moan as loudly as he is right now, to the point where he's pretty sure anyone in the adjacent rooms can hear them easily. Or perhaps anyone underneath them, for that matter.

So what does he do? He decides to press his fingers up into Ain even deeper, following suit with that motion of curling his fingers just like Ain is doing.

You know. Just experimenting. Just to see...]

[eidxiety]

[Wolfwood's reward for his not at all gay curiosity is the loudest, most debauched sound tearing through Ain's throat. It nearly throws him off balance, because somehow he was hardly expecting Wolfwood to listen (wonder what gave him that idea)— he has to grip the sheets on either side of him real tight, legs spread wide and cock twitching.

Wolfwood gets a full view of all of that, especially the way Ain throws his head back and rides his fingers. We're gonna make a gay boy outta you yet.]

Good boy, [he purrs,] you learn fast. Nnh— I'll give you your reward now, how about?

[Otherwise Wolfwood's fingers are gonna make him cum and that's not how he wants the man's very first experience to go, he's not gonna make Wolfwood wait five to ten more minutes to get ridden stupid. Which is to say, Ain delicately puts his hand on Wolfwood's forearm to tell him to stop, he's good, he's ready to split himself open on that dick. He reaches for the oil next, spilling some over into his palm before re-corking the bottle and coating his partner's cock with it.

After Wolfwood has officially pulled his fingers out and is left to contemplate his life, Ain will easily and effortlessly sink down onto his cock. He's done this a million times before. Wolfwood is much bigger than Ain gets more often than not, but he hardly takes it slow despite that. Tip to base, the whole thing, and then Ain is sitting on Wolfwood's hips with a flushed grin.

God. He loves men. Where is his riding crop (it's slightly behind him and he's stretching to reach it) he's going to make Wolfwood's brain deactivate.]

[lupusxylem]

[If I were extremely, terribly mean, I would simply have Wolfwood cum instantly the moment Ain sunk down on his dick. Just, dick in, nut busted. He's a little too experienced for that, even if it's all been hetero sex up until now, but good god damn if it isn't still incredible in a way he wasn't at all prepared for. There's a lot of visual and physical stimuli for him to focus on all at once, between Ain throwing his head back and arching his spine in ecstasy, to the way he's just immediately settled onto his length like he belongs there, an overly snug, comfortable fit.

He can feel his heart racing between his ears, thudding frantically through his chest and in the back of his throat as he digs his nails into Ain's hips, his expression basically giving away everything. He is in awe, truly, that he could be feeling this good right now, and the strangled groan that escapes him is evidence enough that he almost came, right then and there.

His teeth pull at his bottom lip, trying to drag out a curse, but he can't find his voice. He's just...moaning, in a way that sounds as afflicted as it is desperate.]

[eidxiety]

[God help the "heterosexuals", they're really missing out. Ain gives Wolfwood a moment to adjust, since he correctly sensed that Wolfwood nearly busted right then and there. So many he slammed down onto that dick a little too fast. He wouldn't exactly be mad if Wolfwood came immediately; he'd laugh and purr about it and get himself off with his hands while Wolfwood was still buried in him.

It probably also doesn't help that Ain gave him head and edged him earlier, so he has an excuse. He's edging him now, of course, waiting until he thinks Wolfwood will last longer than thirty seconds before he starts moving. The claws on his hips are appreciated, no doubt, and Ain doesn't try to move them.

Instead... he gently brushes the head of the crop underneath Wolfwood's chin, looking down at him with a heady, lustful glint in his half-lidded eyes.]

You're damn cute with that look on your face. Does it feel good, babe? Nice and tight, isn't it?

[lupusxylem]

[Being still right now is the only thing keeping Wolfwood from losing his composure immediately, so he appreciates that much as far as his ego is concerned. Not that it has much of a leg to stand on right now when he's as drunk as he is...he's starting to care less and less as time goes on. Less about how fast he might bust, less about how smug Ain might be, less...

...less about the fact he's having sex with a man. It feels every bit as incredible as it does with a woman, if not ten times better. In fact, it's not just the pleasure that's been enhanced. Why does he feel like he can't catch his breath? Like his heart won't stop pounding? He's certain that if he wasn't gripping Ain so hard, his hands would be shaking like his thighs already are. And as he presses the crop under his chin, he automatically lifts his head a little, adam's apple bobbing as he swallows.

Fuck.]

Ye...yeah. S'good...

[eidxiety]

[God how he adores that look on Wolfwood's face. Watching men question everything they know is so... delicious to him. He can't help but smirk, hugging Wolfwood's hips with his thighs. The head of the riding crop trails delicately down his throat, to his chest, across the numerous scars there. A man with scars isn't that uncommon out there, but Ain still wonders where he got so many.

He must be doing things he shouldn't. Ah, well, that makes two of them.]

You're cute when you're honest. I bet I could train you real good.

[He's going to pavlov this man into seeing a riding crop and getting horny, which is maybe counterproductive when you literally own a fucking horse.]

I told you it's nice to have someone else have all the power. Take the edge off a little... [...] Do you want me to move, sweetheart? What do good boys say?

[lupusxylem]

[If Ain thinks that look is adorable, just wait until they really get into it, because Wolfwood is just drunk enough that he's starting to...slip. He's backsliding into a headspace he didn't know existed, but one that feels inviting and safe. It feels...

It's hard for him to explain, actually. Just like something he's never confronted before. A part of himself he's never confronted.

His breath shakes its way out of him as he exhales, and for a moment it's hard to tell whether he's going to respond at all. There's this last thread holding him back, pulling on him and reminding him that if he goes down this path, that's it. No turning back from it.

...

He tilts his head back a bit further, eyes fluttering to slivers.]

...please. P...please move.

[eidxiety]

[Wolfwood has no idea how pleased Ain is right now. Maybe his catlike smirk gives it away? Maybe the way his cock visibly twitches at the begging does? Both, probably. He has this man right where he wants him. God, it took us all night to get here, and Ain was content to tell him where the clitoris was and dip, but...

This is the best outcome. Maybe he'll remember Ain when he sobers up and have nasty dreams about him?]

There you go...

[Ain won't make Wolfwood beg more this time. If there's a next time, though? Oh man. Thoughts aside, he does move as requested, little rolls of his hips, a less-than-subtle bounce that winds up with Ain's thighs slapping against Wolfwood's skin. It's not as fast or hard as it could be and will be later, but rather, they're easing into it. Ain, too, is trying not to cum too early. Wolfwood has him stretched in every way he loves and craves, and while a big dick isn't everything... Ain is a known size queen, so it's sort of everything, okay.

Wolfwood's second reward for saying please like Ain wanted is to take that riding crop, lean back, and lash the back of his thigh with it. Not hard enough to bruise or anything, but it'll sting, and it'll leave a red mark for about an hour or two.]

That's a good pet... see what sort of rewards you get when you behave yourself?