Allen Walker (
save_the_souls) wrote2015-10-05 09:45 pm
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driftfleet ♪ IC Contact: Year Two

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Year One
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[Once he's slid down enough to sit on his knees between Allen's legs, he uncaps the lube and pours a generous amount in his hands, taking care to rub his hands together to warm it up. It was out in the cold, after all, and no one wants to work with cold lube.]
You've done this before, right?
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[Which he can't help but watch curiously...what is he doing with that gel stuff and why is he rubbing it in his hands? Huh.]
But it's not that big a deal, right? Just...another way of doing what we were doing before?
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Yeah, but it's more... intense? And it can take a lot of prep to make sure it's done right, but when it is? [He raises his eyebrows as he looks at him again] Well, like I said. Intense.
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[Part of him is not really sure how it could be more intense than it already has been, but hey, Clay wouldn't make it up for no reason. He was an honest guy after all]
Well, I think I'm ready to do that with you. [With how intense the emotional side of their relationship already was, he hardly felt that he couldn't handle it physically too]
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Me too. Just give me oooone minute...
[Maybe a bit more lube. Can never have too much of it when it comes to something like this, especially a first in however long it's been. Once he's satisfied with the amount, and once the lube's warm enough to not be unpleasant, Clay leans down to press kisses just below Allen's belly button as his fingers slide down, his other hand lifting Allen's leg and pushing it back a bit to make it easier on the both of them. His boyfriend is flexible, so Clay knows it won't be any trouble for him to keep his leg up like that.]
Just tell me if it hurts or anything, okay? We can slow down or stop any time.
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Alright, I will.
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"All good so far?", is what he wants to ask, but he's kind of got his mouth full at the moment.]
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[Though don't think he doesn't catch that glance from Clay when he gets done with that moan. Honestly Clay...]
Ah...you don't have to keep checking.... [He's fine. If he wasn't, he'd say so]
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[He hums, making sure that vibration can be felt, then takes his eyes away to focus on what he's doing. Right, he'll trust Allen to tell him if he needs to stop. The moan was a good sign, so he swirls his tongue around the tip, the nails of one hand scraping down Allen's thigh lightly. Meanwhile, he slides his finger out a bit, then back in, getting him used to that feeling and spreading the lube as much as he can.
Once it feels easy enough, Clay pushes in the second finger, and moves his mouth further down Allen's erection with a slight smirk. He knows all too well how weird the preparation feels on the other side, so he figures this is a good distraction tactic.]
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[He has to lie back on the bed. He wishes he could do more- feel up Clay in some way. But it's the only way to react to Clay's actions without worrying about lowering that leg of his- or worse, kicking Clay by accident. He's hard though, and the gasps in his breath are very audible. ]
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Speaking of that, though. He scissors his fingers to stretch him a bit more, and once he's satisfied with what he's feeling, as well as spreads and warms up some more lube, well. The third finger joins the other two, but that's when he hopes the fun part starts.
With a little hook of his fingers, he pushes them in deeper, a bit towards his belly button, to find that one spot that makes this whole thing absolutely and entirely worth it. It'll be even better once those fingers are replace with something else, but he hopes he can give Allen a taste of what it'll really feel like.]
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[However, all the medical terminology did little to prepare Allen for the sensation of Clay pushing his fingers against it. For all of the sudden, it feels like a huge jolt of energy slams through his body - stronger than what he was used to. It's strong enough to cause his body to jerk in surprise, making his hips rise and fall. His voice does much the same, giving out a rather undignified and profane cry of surprise.]
Fuck-!
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The jerk of Allen's hips makes Clay have to back off, at least with his head, and cough a couple of times. He probably should've expected that to happen, but - yeah, no, he wasn't. Still, he lets out a mix between a cough and a laugh after that, his free hand wiping at his mouth while he grins up at Allen with raised eyebrows.]
Found it.
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Ah, sorry-
[He hadn't meant to done that at all. In fact, he still feels pretty shaken by that jolt. As well as the fact that Clay's been doing nothing but really working him up. So yeah, not exactly thinking medically when he asks]
Fou- found what?
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You're a doctor, so you know what the prostate is, right? I found that.
[He gives said prostate one more tease, a little massage against it, before he slowly starts to pull his fingers out.]
That's the intense part I was talking about.
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Yes, I know what the prost- Ah!
[He's cut off by Clay teasing again, another wave of energy crashing through and his body yet again jerking to it. Having those fingers was still a weird, practically uncomfortable feeling. But god, did he want to feel more of that prodding.]
It's...you weren't kidding about intense.
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[Now that his fingers are out, he'll reach for the kleenax box that's CONVENIENTLY on the night stand and take a couple of tissues out to wipe his fingers off with. They're still kind of lubey and all, and he'd rather keep going with at least slightly cleaner fingers.]
And, if you feel like you're ready for it, it's about to get more intense.
[Because once he's done, he'll be reaching for that condom he left near him some time ago. He's about ready to tear it open, but he'll glance at Allen, waiting for the yay or nay for being ready or not. It might have been too uncomfortable or intense, and Clay has no qualms with waiting another day, so he'll just wait for a response there.]
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[You know, there's not a lot of hesitation about it. In fact he barely lets Clay finish speaking before he interjects. He agreed to do this, so hell yeah he's going to go all the way!]
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Then let's get to it! Just - Hold on, this'll take just a minute...
[He hasn't put on a condom in a long time, but he still knows how to do it... pretty much.]
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[He props himself up a bit on his elbows so he can watch. He's never really practiced putting one of those on himself, but he's had to learn it for medic reasons.]
Got it on alright?
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Yeah, feels okay.
[And just to pass the time - and to dispel any nerves at that - while he works with the lube, he looks up at Allen with a raised eyebrow and a smile.]
You sure you don't want a glowing condom for this? [He leans in as he says it, free hand beside Allen's shoulder to hold his own weight while the other finishes up the lube job there.]
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Yes, I think I'm sure.
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[But now he's done, and he looks down at Allen for a moment, because... well, this is it. They're both ready now, and Clay can't help letting out a slightly nervous laughter. It's no different than what they've been doing, sure, but it's still more - more intimate, in a way. A huge amount of trust on both sides, and while Clay can talk the talk, he just hopes he can walk the walk and really make it truly amazing for Allen.
With that in mind, he wipes his now free hand on the sheets, then shuts his eyes, reaches up, and slowly peels away the medical tape across his nose. It feels... It just feels wrong to do something like this without showing every bit of himself to Allen, and... he trusts him enough with this.
Setting the tape aside, Clay lets out a slow, deep breath, then looks down at him again, expression full of love and desire as his free hand moves to start guiding his erection towards Allen's entrance.]
You, uh... you ready to see the stars?
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[But he had to admit, it was always humbling when Clay took that band-aid off his nose around Allen. He knew that it was a show of trust, a statement of the intimacy between them. It spoke deeper than many of the words that were said between them]
[And so in response, he'll take a moment to reach one of his hands out for Clay, gently touching his cheeks and then very gently that scar - showing that he's well aware by what Clay means by that gesture. He smiles at him, warm and loving. ]
Yes, my love, I'm ready.
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But, well, they've got other things to do, and Clay knows how impatient Allen can be.]
Okay.
[It's a little heads-up, at least, that he's starting now. With that word, he ducks his head a bit, then starts to move his hips forward, slowly and gently pushing inside him - especially so at the start. This is something Allen hasn't done in a long time, as far as Clay knows, and taking it slow is important.
Still. Oh god, it already feels amazing, and Clay shuts his eyes and takes in a shaky little gasp. Keep going slow, keep going slow, this is much different from fingers and all...]
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