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[winterbolt]

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]

[That actually makes Ain laugh, soft and entertained. Wolfwood baby you give him mad cute aggression.]

Am I pretty? You're sweet, you know. You make me want to do all sorts of things to you when you get all nice.

[Like, if Wolfwood is mean, Ain still wants to do things to him, let's be clear. But it's a little different then, just a tiny bit, where it's more like Ain wants to bite him and hit him with a riding crop and be a little meaner than he ordinarily would be.

Not that he's not planning on being mean tonight. He's still playing with Wolfwood's chest, after all, idly tugging that leash from time to time to ease the man into it. He'll be yanking on it later, no doubt.]

You want me to touch you, right? What do you say?

[lupusxylem]

[The feeling is mutual, Ain. Wolfwood wants to bite you and bite you and bite you-

He grits his teeth and writhes a little as Ain continues his ministrations, teasing his nipples in a way that makes him growl lowly under his breath. It's a more afflicted sound than it is angry.]

Rrghg...

[Come on, Nicholas.

What do you say?]

....please. Please touch me.

[eidxiety]

Good boy.

[Ain is still holding Wolfwood against him, legs spread on either side of him. It's kind of comical in a way; Wolfwood is a bit wider than Ain is, so Ain's legs are sort of spread-eagled open almost exaggeratedly. Your top is Smol, Wolfwood.

At this position, though, it's very easy for Ain to simply slide his hand down finally, ghosting his palm over Wolfwood through his pants, rubbing and teasing for a minute longer before he finally decides to undo the buckle and pull Wolfwood's pants down. It isn't really enough to expose his ass to the cool night's air, not yet anyway, but it's enough to free him from the confines of his pants.

Ain wastes no time, wrapping his lithe fingers around the head and letting his thumb tease the slit, pressing down and swiping precum away as he goes. It'll make for an easier glide, he thinks, gently ghosting his fingers underneath the glans and down from there.]

Look at you... I would've had you in my lap earlier if I noticed. My poor little pet...

[lupusxylem]

[To have Ain touch him finally, to have him call him a good boy? Wolfwood can barely take it. It's like he's finally indulging after fantasizing about all of these things for so long ever since they were together the last time, and this time he's actually lucid for it. He can remember the details more clearly, will remember them later for when they're apart and he replays this night over and over again in his mind. He bucks his hips up against his hand without even caring anymore about how it looks, whimpering as his fingers fist the top of the sleeping bags they're currently sitting on.]

Mmh-! Ain....

[Genuinely, he could just get off like this if Ain strokes him for long enough. He isn't sure he wants that, at least not this soon, but he absolutely could.

...actually, thinking on it? He doesn't care as much about what he wants. He wants Ain to do what he wants to do.

Let him be at his mercy. That's what he wants the most.]

[eidxiety]

[God damn those moans are glorious. There are a couple things that Ain really likes in a partner. A lot of them are surface-level; he likes men with big dicks and muscles and that are larger than him in some dimension, width or height or whatever. He likes his men a little bit fighty and a lotta bit willing to just do things for him, because at the end of the day Ain is a needy creature. Less surface-level than that, though, he loves men who will moan loudly and buck their hips and be unabashed about how they experience pleasure. Wolfwood is providing Ain an outlet for all his little kinks, and he's probably only half-aware of it.

Half-aware, not fully unaware, because Ain is currently Very Hard against Wolfwood's rear, felt easily through the loose fabric of his pants. He presses himself a touch harder against his partner's back just so that Wolfwood knows. He does things to Ain. Ain is also doing things to him, though, so it's only fair.]

Pretty boy... do you feel what you do to me when you moan like that?

[There's a sharp tug to the leash now, not a full yank, but enough to pull Wolfwood forward a slight bit. There's a sloppy, wet sound while Ain's hand works over Wolfwood, grip tightening a fraction, less of a tease and more of a full-on jerk now.]

What ever am I gonna do with you? How are you gonna fix it, I wonder...?

[lupusxylem]

[Though Wolfwood may not know it, he toes the line between being obedient and pliant and defiant and aggressive. The growls he makes are a small reminder of how hard he could bite if pushed in the right direction, but right now Ain has him squarely under his thumb.

And, you know, it does help a whole ton to feel that Ain is just as hard as he is, even if he can't see it. If anything, that just gets Wolfwood more excited as he leaks liberally all over Ain's fingers, panting openly now as he leans back heavily against his chest. He forgets how to speak for a moment, incoherently moaning and grunting to the tune of Ain jerking him off in earnest.]

Mmhh...mmh...I'll do...anythin' you fuckin' want...you just better not stop.

[eidxiety]

Ohh, well, in that case...

[Ain grins right against Wolfwood's ear, kissing along the shell of it before he bites down just slightly, chuckling lowly in the back of his throat. His hand does not stop for a second, and though the pace isn't unrelenting, he's definitely enjoying the way Wolfwood is arching against him.]

Have you ever given head, baby? 'Cause there's a lot I could teach a pretty mouth like yours to do.

[lupusxylem]

H-head...?

[Wolfwood huffs, barely able to focus with the way Ain is working him over. He has to think for a moment, and...if you ever have to think to remember if you've done something, it's very likely you haven't. He's starting to realize as he unlearns his toxic behaviors that admitting to never having pleasured somebody like that before is...kindof pathetic.

Hm.]

I...I ain't. Not like it matters though, right? [lol] It'd...be different for guys.

[Probably.]

[eidxiety]

[Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh my GOD.]

...oh, honey.

[You are so cute but he wants to throttle you.]

Yes, it's different for guys, but you'd at least have some amount of experience. That's okay, though. I do like men who are basically virgins.

[Wolfwood is not a virgin. But with the things he's done? He may as well be a fucking virgin, okay. Ain is going to treat him like a virgin until such point where Wolfwood is very confident using his mouth and/or dick to get someone off.

Ain is having this discussion while he keeps jerking Wolfwood off, though his hand has slowed considerably, because it would be unsexy to bust a nut to the words "you're basically a virgin".]

Between you and me, I've always liked having men on leashes while they're giving me head...

[lupusxylem]

[It sure would be unsexy. Funny! But unsexy.

By the time Ain has slowed the pace of his hand, Wolfwood is left panting like a racehorse, his whole body slumped back against Ain's as he struggles to get his bearings. He's just on the cusp of climax- or what feels like the cusp, at any rate- feeling sweat bead up on his temples and the back of his neck.

Swallowing thickly, Wolfwood shifts to rest his head back against one of Ain's shoulders, finally peering back at him out of the corner of his eye.]

L-lemme guess...you want me to have a go at it...?

[eidxiety]

Only if you're comfortable with it, of course. I've got ways to get you off at the same time, so don't worry about me "stopping"...

Unless you don't want me to step on you at the same time, like when we first met.

[ :) ]

[lupusxylem]

[...big eyes emoji]

I mean...I wouldn't stop you...

[You know. Taps fingers together. If you want-]

[eidxiety]

[His pet straight boy is so cute. Just say you want to be dominated sweetie.

But, if that's the case, Ain is going to stop for a second, fully take his hand back from Wolfwood (sorry baby), and then hop up onto a pile of nearby stuff. It's Ain's tent, folded up and stacked on a crate of canned food and the sort, stuff that won't go bad on the road but makes for a good makeshift seat.

Ain tugs on the leash to get Wolfwood to turn to face him, still with his pants on and his shirt off, grinning down at him from his perch. Ain, meanwhile, is fully dressed.

An idea springs to mind, and his smirk widens a fraction.]

Come here, baby. You wanna help me undress?

[lupusxylem]

[As Ain stands and walks over to the crate to have a seat on it, the slight tug on the collar means Wolfwood has to shift to turn around to face him...while still on the wagon floor. While kneeling, knees spread and hands resting on the floor in front of him, his length pulled free from his pants and already dripping onto the wood.

He really must look like his pet now, but Wolfwood isn't even thinking about that as he crawls his way forward a fraction so he's closer to where Ain ended up, gaze hooded as he looks up at him expectantly. Unsurprisingly, his thighs are shaking a little from the denial at this point.]

'Kay...can't exactly reach ya from down here though, can I?

[eidxiety]

[Hmm...]

Aww, I'm not that high up, love.

[Ain's clothes are simple, too. They're light, meant to deal with the desert heat while being easy enough to take off because he's Ain, he must. A plain shirt with buttons and frills (because he's Ain), pants with a simple button but that are loose around the legs and flow if the wind blows too hard.

Nothing complicated. Easy enough for Wolfwood to slip his fingers into.

Ain presses the toe of his boot between Wolfwood's legs, nudging against his still-clothed balls.]

You can do it from the floor. You have two hands and arms that reach up, don't you?

[lupusxylem]

[Haha, oh.

Well. If that isn’t incentive to get to work, he doesn’t know what is.

Ain presses his boot against his crotch, and Wolfwood is certain that if he weren’t already on his knees, they would have given out. He very nearly loses control of his voice in that moment, falling forward a little before catching himself with one of his palms flat against the floor. He just barely resists the urge to grind against his boot, instead forcing his head up to look at Ain from below because good god, what a sight he is to behold right now. Seeing him from this angle is ten times hotter than the alternative.

Instead of answering verbally, Wolfwood ends up nodding shakily as he sits himself up on his knees (as best he can if Ain keeps his foot where it is, anyway) so he can reach up and start to unbutton the front of Ain’s shirt…

…but not before he finally gives in, surging forward with his hands pulling at the fabric to drag Ain into an urgent kiss, their lips clashing more than a gentle peck would suggest this time.]

[eidxiety]

[Wolfwood is allowed on his knees for this, it's okay, Ain will just put his boot back right against that cock when he's done. He's a patient top, okay.

But boy does he love kisses, and he's realising suddenly that he didn't really give Wolfwood a proper kiss. He just went for it immediately. Booooo he's losing his top rights.

Ain still grips the leash in one hand, but the other finds itself threading through Wolfwood's hair, pulling him in closer. His lips part on instinct, swiping his tongue across Wolfwood's, a groan in his throat when he deepens the kiss. Little known facts about him are that he loves kissing, something Wolfwood will clue into soon if he hadn't the prior night they slept together. He slides forward on the box he's perched on, thighs spread around Wolfwood's hips due to the angle.

The kissing is wet, sloppy, and audible in the small space they're in. Ain's favourite type, honestly.]

Mmm... so cute, Nick...

[lupusxylem]

[Kissing like this is like a soothing balm on a burn, one that makes him moan deeply into Ain’s mouth over it like he’s never had a kiss this good. But he won’t just kiss and do nothing else; he continues his work as they’re liplocked, unbuttoning Ain’s shirt the rest of the way down, sliding it off his shoulders and down his arms so he can see him shirtless just like he’s been in his dreams. Beautiful, like the most pristine porcelain.

He doesn’t stop there. His hands rest for a moment against Ain’s chest, large enough to nearly cover his chest from one side to the other with both hands side-by-side, but he can’t allow this to distract him. He’ll continue to bring his hands lower, fumbling for Ain’s waistband until he finds the button there and starts the same process over again, his tongue passing insistently over his bottom lip.]

Mmhh…nnh…speak for yourself…

[eidxiety]

[If Ain were more interested in showing Wolfwood just how sensitive he can be when the control isn't his... he'd certainly encourage those hands on his chest more. But no, no, he'll let Wolfwood figure that out on his own, he thinks. Let him explore a little on his own time.

The shirt falls away like silk, and the button on his pants snaps open with a metallic "pop". There's a sigh as some of the pressure is alleviated, and Ain leans back a touch, breaking their kiss as he does. There's a deeply loving look in his half-lidded eyes when he looks down at Wolfwood.]

That's a good boy. You're good at following orders, aren't you?

[Ain's free hand cradles Wolfwood's cheek, thumb caressing his cheekbone. Handsome... rugged. All for Ain, at least for right now.]

Don't be shy, baby. It doesn't bite.

[lupusxylem]

[Once again, Wolfwood finds himself nodding dumbly, as if on autopilot. He’s becoming drunk rapidly on the praise, but even that isn’t enough to make him forget about his upcoming task.

Don’t be shy, Ain says, yet this is probably going to be one of the larger hurdles that Wolfwood has to get past. He didn’t really do much their first night by way of pleasuring Ain after all, so this is his first dip into completely new territory.

He can see that bulge in Ain’s underwear. It’s right there in front of his face. Wolfwood, unsurprisingly, has never touched another man’s dick before.

…but he is no coward.]

…if I do something wrong, stop me.

[Or like, if he hurts you or something, because…he’s tentatively reaching forward now, and instead of immediately shoving his hand down Ain’s pants, he’ll start small. He traces his fingertips agonizingly light over his clothed erection before gaining the confidence to press in a little more, actively tracing the line of him as he goes.

Look he knows he’s actually going to blow him but he’ll get there.]

[eidxiety]

As much I wanna mess you up, baby, I'm also here to teach you. Don't worry... I'm a fan of positive feedback.

[If Wolfwood has a praise kink, oh boy, he's really in it now. Ain knows nothing but praise. He's not going to insult or degrade, he's simply going to "good boy" Wolfwood into a pile of goo.

Of course... Ain isn't made of stone either. He can act like he is to a point, but having hands on him? That revs his engines more than anything else. He's not the sort to let himself have hands on him early most of the time, unless it's for things like this, when he's playing the domme. Power bottoming the hell out of Wolfwood the other night was exactly how Ain does things most of the time. He doesn't need hands on him, but goddamn does he love it, and it shows when he pushes his hips against Wolfwood's hand with a light sigh.

The leash gets an encouraging tug.]

[lupusxylem]

[Encouraging indeed. Who knew that positive feedback from your partner would be just as sexy as the act of sex itself? Who knew that foreplay was a good thing?? Wolfwood is having his entire worldview turned on its head, and he's not even a virgin. Lord help him.

He exhales roughly at the tug on the collar, but if anything it just encourages him to press his hand against Ain a bit more firmly in a way that suggests actually palming him through his smalls in earnest. But even after doing this for a few moments, he's coming to the quick realization that it isn't enough. It isn't going to be enough.]

Mhh...

[And just like that, his impatience wins out. Ain is going to once more find him fumbling with his waistband, only this time it's to try and get his length free.]

[eidxiety]

[It's not going to be enough, no, but that's not to say Ain isn't enjoying it. The shy motions, like he's not quite sure what he's doing while also probably knowing his way around a dick on account of having one himself? Yeah hi, Ain might have a kink for this, it's fine.

Waistband fumbling is easy enough. Ain will lift his hips up so that Wolfwood can actually pull anything off or down as much as he'd like. They've already seen each other naked, and obviously nothing has changed, though Ain wonders if Wolfwood remembers too much about that. He also isn't as big as Wolfwood is; not small by any stretch of the imagination, but he's not going to stretch Wolfwood's throat that badly either. If they get that far, anyway. Wolfwood could just lick Ain the whole time and he'd probably get off to it.

Either way, his cock bounces free, hard and dripping, and Ain leans down afterwards to sweep his hand under Wolfwood's chin and part his lips with the pad of his thumb.]

Just like I did for you the other night, [he murmurs,] but don't try to deepthroat immediately. I don't want you to hurt yourself.

[lupusxylem]

[This is the part that's the most nervewracking, he thinks. Actually having Ain's cock right there in front of him, just inches from his nose. His lips part pretty much automatically at Ain's suggestion, eyes locked firmly on him as he instructs Wolfwood on how to proceed, even though it's almost like Ain is talking to him from underwater currently.

Can he do this? Is he going to be...okay, if he does this? He's not going to be able to come back from sucking off a guy, but he's also pretty sure you can't undo fucking one either, which he's already done. He was wasted, he didn't know what he was doing, sure whatever...but this is a whole separate ballgame.

So. Can he, he asks himself?

The answer, of course, is yes. Yes, because he's too far gone to want to stop now as he ducks his head forwards, opening his mouth a little bit wider so he can tentatively pass his tongue over the head with a touch so gentle you'd be surprised it was coming from Wolfwood, of all people.

It's a strange taste, nothing like the "sweet" that the other guys would talk about when they pleasured women (this isn't true for them either they were just saying that lbr), but he's not sure it matters. It's alluring all the same, in a forbidden, taboo sort of way almost.]

[eidxiety]

[There's no coming back from sober sex with your travelling companion! Unless you say no homo first, and then it's valid. But Wolfwood will find that God doesn't immediately smite him for this one. Whacky! He, in fact, lathes his tongue over Ain and all he gets in return is a deep, appreciative sigh and Ain's hand carding through his hair.]

That's it, baby...

[Tug, tug... and Ain's foot goes back to where it was earlier between Wolfwood's legs, a barely-there pressure.]

Don't worry about doing anything wrong, just do what feels right, okay?

[Unless it's biting down really hard and then maybe don't do that, but Ain trusts that Wolfwood knows that already.]