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With repeated exposure... ?

[ Ayato doesn't need to guide him for any more kisses after the first, stealing soft and light ones of his own that he excuses as a means to calm himself down. ]

[ Only to feel himself get riled back up as Ayato spreads his legs for him, a hand moving down to slip between his legs again. ]

It would be better if we had some proper lubrication...

Exactly.

{ despite how he seems to be certain of what he wants, his stomach feels like it's twisting either out of anticipation or nerves. his eyes flicker over thoma's face. }

I'll have to remember to carry some with me in future. While I have some next door, I can't say for certain Ayaka isn't home. { he pauses, leaning up for another kiss, slow and gentle as he tries to calm his racing heart. } Is there anything that can be used a substitute?

[ Clearly Thoma needs to stock up as well, which is going to be a mildly embarrassing shopping trip for future him. Current him is thinking as quickly as he's capable of, which is honestly not that quick at all when he's being distracted by soft kisses, of what he has in his bedroom. ]

Ah- I have oils I've used.

[ Somehow, he'll manage to pull himself away and lean over the bedside to retrieve said jar; he's mainly used this oil for his hands but he has used it for. Himself. In other ways not explicitly mentioned on the label. ]

Edited 2023-07-07 00:11 (UTC)

{ the response probably comes quicker than either of them expect, thoma barely finishing his words before ayato is saying- }

That's fine. Use it.

{ he pulls his lower lip into his teeth when thoma leans over to grab the jar, eyes sinking down to admire all the marks he'd left earlier. it's only when thoma is back in place he'll let his eyes slide back to his face again. }

[ Now Ayato knows about his perverted uses of oils, how embarrassing- ]

[ Okay maybe it's too late for those kinds of thoughts. ]

[ Far too late, honestly speaking, when they're both bared in his bed and he's leaning in for another light kiss to steal. The jar is worked blindly open in his hands and he's trying his best not to accidentally drop it in his eagerness to get the oil spread across his fingers and warmed. ]

Mm, I can clean it out if you don't like the feeling.

{ thoma's confession was that he'd needed to think about ayato to get off, using oils for it was kind of already expected at this point. he'd needed to have used something for how many times he'd got off that time.

but anyway.

it's a little embarrassing to be offered to be cleaned out if needed, enough that his face colours a little again. }

I'm sure it will be fine.

[ Ayato isn't going to survive the aftercare of this because Thoma is going to clean out every inch of him when they are don- ]

Alright. Then- here we go.

[That feels like the silliest thing to say right now but he doesn't have the mind for any eloquence at the moment. Every brain cell is firing off in unison to slowly ease a pair of properly lubed fingers into Ayato, picking up where he'd left off in fingering the man and messily spreading the oil inside him. ]

{ at this rate he isn't going to survive the actual first part, nevermind the after care. }

I'm ready. { it's more of a murmur though, extra permission for him to continue and it's only been seconds? minutes? and it's like he forgot how overwhelming this had felt to begin with. or, more likely, the oil and position being different have a lot to do with it. it's much more fluid this time, thoma's fingers meeting much less resistance as he presses them inside and spreads the oil.

his hand reaches up, the back of it pressing against his lips as he gasps into his own skin. }

[ Every murmur of permission helps in his ever present hesitation, honestly. ]

[ Thoma sits back on his heels and keeps his eyes fixated down, because he's very sure that if he watches Ayato's face he's going to lose all sense of control. Again. As one does. ]

[ His fingers move with more conviction now, stretching and teasing inside the other man, intent on stirring the man as crazy as Ayato just existing does to him on each deeper push and stretching withdrawal. ]

Here... does it feel good?

{ now the angle is much less awkward, thoma likely has much better control with each press in and every time he does ayato lets out a small noise that he tries to muffle. it's funny to think that with how much he's thought about this the past couple of days, the feeling of it is much more overwhelming than he'd let himself believe.

and this was only his fingers.

it feels even more embarrassing when thoma stares so intensely at what he's doing, even if he wouldn't want him to see his face right now either. his cheeks feel like they're burning as thoma seems to gain confidence. it feels like he's teasing him now with how he's getting something but it never feels like enough.

it means he just ends up squirming, his other hand curling against the bed, trying to grip at whatever he can. }

Y-yes. { his teeth worry his lip between them, trying to build up confidence to lift his legs a little more until the hand gripping at the bed holds his own thigh instead. } Please-hah-please keep going.

[ Each of those soft and muffled noises reach Thoma's ears and make them burn. And it tempts him more and more to look up and see just what kind of effect he's having on Ayato's face... but he really will lose it if he does that. ]

[ Instead, he focuses himself more on those fingers inside of the other man, pressing against his inner walls on each drag out. When it feels like Ayato's loosened enough, he nearly slides them all the way out with a soft warning. ]

One more, then.

[ Finger, he means, which becomes evident from the pressure Ayato will shortly be feeling as a third finger slowly pushes its way in to join the others. He moves the trio firmly in until they're completely buried inside of him, finally letting himself have a glance up at his lord's face. As a treat. And moreso to make sure he's handling the pressure inside him well. ]

{ the hand holding his own thigh digs in at the extra pressure and his teeth worry at his lower lip for a moment before his lips part again to force his breath to regulate again. it definitely isn't as easy as before, but he's glad they decided to use the oil as saliva was never going to be enough for this.

but his gaze stays fixed on thoma's face, even when his head tilts slightly, almost tempted to bury his face into the crook of his own arm instead. instead of letting himself move to that position, however, he lets thoma see him like this, his fingers shifting up to grip at the bed above his head instead. }

[ Oh no looking was a mistake he looks too good like this. ]

[ His heart throbs at the sight, and he's terribly tempted to kiss him and swallow down each of those soft noises Ayato gives. But he'll absolutely lose track of the rhythm of his fingers if he does that, so he instead leans in to press controlled kisses and nips over Ayato's chest, paired with the movement of his fingers. ]

[ This is probably not any easier for his lord, but it works for him. ]

{ he was foolish to think it was overwhelming before, as it seems he was wrong when the different kisses and nips on his skin make him arch under thoma's touch. his eyes shut, breaking their focus from thoma in the hope his heart will calm soon enough. }

Thoma, please.

You can- if you wish. You needn't hold back.

[ For some reason it feels incredibly filthy to say cum to Ayato?? He's going to need to work his way up to that one. ]

[ His mouth settles over a nipple, teasing his tongue over it as his fingers dig in deeper and searching, seeking more and more of those moans and calls of his name. ]

{ his body jolts, eyes flying open as he yells out a moan of thoma's name. it was already much harder to hold himself together just from having thoma's fingers inside him instead of his own, but combined with the tongue on his nipple and the way thoma has better reach to actually curve and press his fingers properly he's quickly losing his mind. }

W-wait - hah - Thoma, I can't- I want- { thoma can't even say cum, but here ayato is- } Please, fuck me already!

{ if he sounds frustrated it's because he's hanging on by a thread. and he knows he won't manage an extra time after this, please have mercy- }

[ Ayato??? Where did he learn such language- ]

[ His fingers jolt in surprise inside of him at the words, Thoma had in fact been fully prepared to coax him through his orgasm like this. It was one thing to fall into bed together as they'd done so far, it was an entirely different thing to actually fuck? ]

[ But also Ayato said please and who denies someone who says please- ]

I- I need to prepare myself-

[ He's stumbling over his own words and nearly fumbles with the oil in his very sudden eagerness to comply with the other's request. ]

[ He might explode before he can make it, honestly. ]

{ thoma can thank kaveh for this. kaveh definitely used the term fuck multiple times while explaining this process to him.

when thoma's fingers jolt he gasps, arching up and gripping skin and bedding in a way that shows how much he's struggling now.

also he literally had said you can claim me in other ways if he'd like- so why is that a surprise--???? he hadn't meant with his fingers. }

O-of course... { it comes out breathless, and while he's very aware of what he wants there's definitely an air of anticipation and nervousness as he waits while thoma fumbles with the oil again. }

[ Kaveh truly is the root of all Genshin sex sins. ]

[ Fingers is plenty claiming, Thoma would not dare to think he'd go any further!! But there's more important matters at hand. ]

[ 'Mind the injury' echoes in his mind as he lines himself up, his free hand slipping under Ayato's knee to support his leg and inadvertently taking away any way for to other to brace himself with that leg. Sorry but he needs something to hold onto or his sanity won't last any more. ]

Tell me if I need to go slower.

[ Though he can't possibly be capable of going any slower when he starts to push in. ]

Edited 2023-07-24 21:45 (UTC)

{ is saying the word fuck truly that much of a sin-

but he makes a small noise as his leg is held, his hand dropping to grip at the bedsheets instead. the pressure is a lot, so while he nods, he can't trust his voice to not come out as a squeak or at least higher pitched than normal and the last thing he wants is thoma to stop.

it takes concentration to relax, to slow his breathing that threatens to speed up as thoma slowly presses inside. at certain points his breath stutters, head tipping a little more further back as he braces himself by gripping the sheets a little tighter. }

[ Thoma has never had to focus harder in the face of great adversity than he has in this moment- ]

[ His breathing is soft, eyes focused entirely on Ayato as he moves until he's buried fully inside of the other man. His now free hand moves to hook under Ayato's other leg, fully stripping him of any purchase his feet may have found against the bed and leaving him at Thoma's mercy. ]

[ Granted, Thoma is full of mercy when it comes to his lord. Look at how well he's holding still, even when all he wants to do is fuck (sin!!) into Ayato with abandon. ]

Haa... how is it?

{ it was incredibly hard to think nevermind answer right away after he felt thoma take his time, only stopping when he was fully inside. his breath felt as though it was stuttering.

the reaction thoma probably didn't expect was ayato flushing, a soft chuckle falling from his lips, fond and already losing his mind, apparently. }

How is it...? { he sounds breathless, and the funny thing about it is- } I can't think of anything other than 'full'. { thanks, kaveh, for implanting that word in his head for this. } You did such a good of preparing me it doesn't hurt, if you're worried.

{ as much as he may be trying to put on the air of confidence, there's no doubt thoma can probably tell he's a little overwhelmed either way, and even if he's already started to try and show some vulnerability here he's struggling to fully do so.

but one thing should be clear, even if he needs to adapt to this a little and he's overwhelmed--he's happy. }

[ It's fine, they can be overwhelmed together. Thoma certainly is, the tension in his body tightly wound in the effort to keep himself from moving. The temptation to immediately thrust forward spikes at those encouraging words. At the look on Ayato's face, that keeps him from looking anywhere else, that look of happiness that makes his breath catch. ]

[ He stumbles over his words at first, face seemingly flustering more at Ayato's description than. Anything else they're doing at the moment and they're doing a lot right now. ]

Ah- good, then-

[ One. He starts with one, one careful shift back of his hips, then back in with force, a proper thrust that's not at full power but enough to be felt. ]

{ his gaze softens as thoma seems to get more flustered by his words, lips curving into a gentle smile full of affection and he opens his mouth as if to respond, only what comes out surprises himself. the timing is either incredibly bad or good depending on which of them it's about. }

Th-Oh-

{ the moan he lets out has his head tipping back and he can't rock back or squirm into it, all he can do is grip at the bed as his eyes struggle to stay open and words start tumbling out of his mouth.

he's pretty shameless for the most part anyway, but his following words are probably surprisingly so. }

Thoma- you feel so good. Keep going. I want you to take me until I can't think straight and all I know is how I'm yours-

Yes- yes, Ayato-

[ Ayato?? You can't just say that kind of thing to him??? ]

[ But that extremely good reception from Ayato stirs him into action, turns that single thrust into another and another. He can't go as hard as he wants to, and oh does he want to, so instead he settles for grinding his hips in against Ayato's every few thrusts, aimed to stir up more moans and sensations that hopefully feel as good for his lord as just being inside of him feels for Thoma. ]

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