[Closed] @eidxiety🐎🌹

[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]

[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.]

[lupusxylem]

[As much as Wolfwood is turning into a kinky bastard who isn't going to shy away from a bit of pain, the last thing he would do is just haul off and bite down on another man's dick without consent. What he will do, however, is continue to lap at his cock in earnest, trying not to go too fast too soon, but also trying his best not to just...barely lick Ain and give him Nothing.

Shocking, he is actually starting to think now about what his partner might want. Funny, that.

The praise of course certainly helps as he melts forward into the brush of Ain's hand through his hair, his whole body tensing at the way he presses his foot inbetween his legs again.

Past little licks of his tongue, he whispers:]

More...

[eidxiety]

So cute...

[Ain is swooning from his perch, thank you very much. Wolfwood will get more when Ain sees fit to give him more, but he can indulge in a little, since his partner is being so good and begging for it. He raises the toe of his boot a fraction of an inch and presses down on Wolfwood a touch harder, letting off on the pressure shortly after.

The leash gets a tug again.]

Are you going to tease me all night?

[lupusxylem]

[The pressure gets Wolfwood to very briefly stop what he’s doing, if only so he can take that moment to moan about it, actively drooling all down the side of his chin and neck. This is the man you’re attracted to Ain, this is the man you wish to fuck-

Wolfwood scoots closer, if he can manage to do so without having his dick crushed beneath Ain’s heel. He wants more, definitely, but not that much more, at least not yet.

Okay. He can do more than this. It can’t be that hard, right? Just…

Open his mouth a little bit more, curling his tongue underneath the tip…using the tip of his tongue to draw Ain in just a bit further into his mouth, licking at the underside while letting the rest of his length rub up against the roof of his mouth.]

[eidxiety]

Nnh—

[Ain wonders if he's oversensitive because he's eager, or because Wolfwood's fulfilling some dumbass kink he has, or both? Maybe it's both. He's having such a difficult time being sane either way, wishing he could just shove his way into that sinful mouth and get off, but no. No, he's practicing restraint just as much as Wolfwood is practicing in general. He'd hate to ruin the experience.]

F-fuck, baby, you're a natural... H-haha, you're going to make me insane...

[lupusxylem]

[Wolfwood is unable to respond verbally- his mouth is full of penis- but you know what he does do? He hums around Ain’s cock in a way that is going to send vibrations from the tip throughout, all while Wolfwood…honestly?

He’s doing a terrible job, man, he fucking sucks, truly. He doesn’t know what he’s doing, he’s sloppy, he’s kindof just licking haphazardly with no finesse whatsoever. Like he is trying, bless him, but it is no stellar performance.

But maybe that matters less because there’s real intent behind it. He is TRYING to do a good job for Ain even though he’s well aware of his shortcomings, tilting his head and grimacing when he feels his teeth accidentally catch against his skin, or when he gets a weird angle and the head pushes up into the corner of his mouth or something.]

[eidxiety]

[Okay, let's get one thing straight: The bar is on the fucking floor here. Ain honestly expected Wolfwood to be like "but sucking dick is ~gay~" despite the fact that Ain rode him the other night, which is probably gayer somehow. Everyone starts somewhere!! And Ain never lets himself have fun because he is also a bit of a control freak, especially if he's topping, so getting his dick sucked at all is a rare treat. He is mostly a service top or service powerbottom, you think he's letting men treat him right??? No no no. He's also too busy thinking about stealing their wallets.

God bless this man he is trying and Ain does not care if it's bad head, it's good enough for him right now, because he's horny and pent-up and wants nothing more than to grab this straight boy and ruin him.]

Mmnh... you're cute... h-here, open your mouth a little wider...

[He is going to slide himself further into Wolfwood's mouth, if he'll allow it. Just a little rock of his hips so that there's less focus on the licking and more focus on the head-bobbing.]

[lupusxylem]

[Wider? Okay, he guesses that makes sense…it should help with the teeth problem, he thinks as he opens his mouth until he’s testing the limits of how far he can comfortably hold it open, realizing just a moment later that he was asked to do this so Ain could slip in deeper. It’s not deep enough to be concerning, thankfully, because god knows this man is probably not going to manage deepthroating tonight, but it’s teaching him something he didn’t consider before. The motion of carefully sliding his dick in and out must mimic the feeling of fucking a girl, right? Or…a guy, in Ain’s case. Or one’s own hand, which is the obvious third answer.

Shifting on his knees when the position he’s been in for so long starts to become uncomfortable, Wolfwood leans forward almost entirely prone on hands and knees now as he lets Ain rock into his mouth, feeling the way the head slides from the tip to nearly the back of his tongue with every thrust. Until…he thinks to let his lips close around it, just a little, adding a bit to the drag and suction that was already just barely present before, but now is a lot more pronounced due to Wolfwood realizing “oh so THAT’S what I’m supposed to be doing”.

It’s still not great. It’s still pretty bad, actually, but does it matter when Wolfwood is dripping a literal puddle on the wood floor right now? He’s oozed out so much precum it looks like he came already, all of his limbs trembling from both the exertion of holding himself up, and the sultry nature of it all.

He is getting off to this.]

[eidxiety]

[Oh he loves a man who figures things out on his own!! And that's where the positive feedback comes in full force, baby — Ain yanks that leash, an approving moan spilling from his lips. Now does he increase the pressure where he's stepping on Wolfwood enough to really be felt, akin to if Ain were harshly grinding in his lap. It won't hurt per se, but it's not going to be your average man's cup of tea either.

If Wolfwood wanted to be stepped on, he's getting stepped on. Oh lord is he getting stepped on, and Ain only wishes he had his riding crop in his hand, too, but he supposes that'll be for another night because he needs one hand to grip the leash and the other to grip the edge of this crate so he doesn't tumble off.

He pulses dangerously in Wolfwood's mouth the longer this goes on. He's trying not to rock his hips and let the man set his own pace, but god damn is it difficult.]

Y-you're... so cute, look a-at you... Are you getting off to having me in your mouth, love? Y-you're gonna make me cum down your pretty throat, h-aaha...