[ He loves him. For all he doesn’t like saying it aloud, he feels it, and it gets across in every action. He’s louder like this, just enough that it’s noticeable, and he squeezes their joined hands, pinning Dextera’s against the bed as he rocks into him. Eventually, he’s steady just enough to lean down, crashing their lips together for a breathless and sloppy kiss. It’s short, too, and followed by Guren gasping for breath against him, his pace picking up.
There’s only him and Dextera. No one else, no town, no grey and oddly colored house, no threats or dangers or issues. Here, right now, he can just focus on their heartbeats syncing, their hot bodies coming together again and again, and just how good that feels. It’s electric. ]
[ dextera wants to be louder than he is. his voice has never been able to get above a whisper, even long before he lost it, but he can feel the passion of it now—every nerve, every muscle, every part of him coming alive with the sensation of being together.
he reaches for the kiss even after guren breaks apart from it, his teeth more involved than they should be just because he’s desperate. ]
Nn…
[ this is what he’s wanted. this is what he’s needed—he sought it before he came to this town, in god, but there’s no one here to rip him away from guren before he can find that true satisfaction.
the realization catches up to him, moving suddenly from the back of his mind to the very forefront of it. he gasps, holding onto guren’s hand so tightly he feels like he might break his own fingers.
it’s good. it’s all so dizzyingly good, and a few tears do slip from his eyes. ]
[Tears are... worrying, usually. But every other way Dextera is reacting tells him that he has nothing to worry about. It's good, because he's not sure he'd have the mind to stop otherwise. Guren is overwhelmed with the sensation, sinking into him completely and exhaling sharply over him.
He's close, already, much faster than he would be normally. He could slow it down, take it easier, but it's difficult to keep that in mind when he's so eager. He tries, at least, to keep kissing Dextera, but the kiss breaks apart too often with his breaths. He keeps it up anyway, desperate, affectionate, all while rocking into him even harder and faster than before. He's close, and he's not even sure how much he'll be able to warn for it.]
[ dextera didn’t think he could ever feel like this—so completely full and focused on this one sensation, his world narrowed thoroughly to guren inside of him, over him, everywhere.
he never thought he’d be able to find the kind of oneness he’s been craving all this time, even with guren, who he loves so much it’s almost hard to breathe sometimes. it had seemed impossible until now, but with dextera so close to the edge, he’s amazed at how their bodies have joined together. he doesn’t even miss the kisses when guren has to break apart to breathe, because it feels as if they’ve got all the time in the world.
they’re here. ]
Nn…
[ he takes their joined hands to his mouth, just for a moment kissing guren’s hand like he’s praying over it, and he tightens around guren needily.
[Passion swells along with this overwhelming feeling, and Guren squeezes their joined hands. His face is more expressive than it's ever been, and he doesn't bother hiding it. Not in this moment where it's just them, surrounded by each other, away from the rest of the world, the worlds, and all of their problems.]
Ah... I—
[His words are strained between his desperate motions, and he barely has the breath for a warning right now. He tries, instead, to squeeze more meaningfully, and he really should pull back— he means to, at least partially. But it's too much when Dextera tightens around him like that. He feels drawn in, and he presses in as much as he can, releasing with a soft cry and thrusting into it, riding the feeling out as he fills Dextera completely.
It's blinding, this pleasure. He needs a moment before he can even make sure that Dextera was able to reach his peak as well, or if he needs to help him more.]
the tears are flowing more freely now, and dextera is helpless to stop them—guren releasing inside of him doesn’t help that, anyway. it’s a completely foreign sensation like all of this is, and dextera isn’t long behind him.
when he comes, it’s with a breathless sob, and he stills completely except for the way he turns his head back against the sheets. his cock twitches, spilling across his stomach. it’s impossibly good.
his whole body is taut, and his other hand joins the one already laced with guren’s just to hold it more, like he needs to steady himself through the last waves of their nearly-joined orgasm. he gasps at every little aftershock. his face is red and shiny with the flush of exertion, and tears are tracking down the sides of his face, but he looks—
[Everything in his body is telling him to relax, to sleep, to lie back and enjoy this. But his heart is pounding so hard. He feels connected just as Dextera does. Each time they do this, he feels like he can connect with someone he loves without a wall in between them. He feels like he can reach out and catch a star in his palm, the impossible. For as fleeting as it might be... right now, they're together. They're enjoying this company, just like he's always wanted to be able to do.
There's a break from his responsibilities, his worries, his issues. There's just Dextera here, crying happily like the sweetest person he's ever met. Guren lies his weight on Dextera for a moment so his free hand can touch his cheek and slide immediately into his hair, a fond hold as he kisses him.
It's breathy, but the intention there is passionate and heavy. I love you, but in the form of a tired kiss.]
[ for everything painful they discussed before, for all that dextera worried and agonized over not feeling like a person—and guren, not human—he feels completely whole now. guren makes him feel like someone who deserves to be happy after all, and he doesn’t have the burden in his heart right now to question why.
he just wants to enjoy it. ]
…
[ dextera kisses him back, tired and desperate and unable to stop shaking, but there’s something so confident in the way he does it, too.
[ He slides out of him, after a moment, still cupping his face as he settles at his side. Another kiss, or two, and he breathes out a happy laugh, himself. He’s never smiled like this before. Only Dextera gets this side of him. ]
Are you... okay? [ He doesn’t know what to ask a guy after something like this, though... As he draws his hand back, he wipes Dextera’s tears from his face. ]
[ ah… the sliding out feels weird, but enough of the moment has passed that dextera doesn’t mourn the loss of it too much. he shifts, instead, trying to restore some feeling to his legs.
he can still feel guren’s release inside of him.
slowly, he pulls away his other hand and relaxes the grip that’s still intertwined with guren’s, and he turns his face to see guren properly. ]
[Guren draws their joined hands closer, bringing the back of Dextera's hand to his lips, where he kisses it gently. Emotionally. He grins behind it, dropping it after a moment and meeting Dextera's eyes.]
...I thought so, too. [He's embarrassed, and that's pretty clear, but he'll still try to be smooth and cool with that tired grin of his.]
We can do stuff like this whenever you want, too. I don't want us to get too wrapped up in things and forget that we can enjoy each other.
[He doesn't want to waste this opportunity. They're together... nothing is keeping them apart right in this moment. He's clinging to it with all he's got.]
[ dextera loves him so much. his chest is warm and tight with that affection, and seeing guren grin like that makes him wonder how anything in the world could ever be bad if it’s all led him to this moment. ]
…
[ he nods in quiet agreement, but he pushes their hands against guren’s chest, a little playfully. ]
You too.
[ …is what he says, but what he means is more like “take your own advice, punk!” ]
I'm the one who looked into this and called you out here in the first place.
[ISN'T THAT ENOUGH!! What does "looking into this" entail, exactly? He's not telling. But he's laughing quietly, anyway, pushing their hands right back at Dextera's chest.]
[ dextera meets that pushback with a little laugh, and although he’s still clearly been crying just a bit, the tears aren’t falling anymore. he was always happy, anyway. he’s just calming down from that happiness.
he nods.
when he turns to shift a little closer to guren, though, he realizes just how weird he feels in his lower half for a variety of new and exciting reasons.
he touches his stomach. he knows he can’t get pregnant, of course, but— ]
[ dextera is probably not going to like it in an hour or so, when the mood has well and truly passed, but for now it’s not the worst thing he’s ever felt. he’s a sticky, wet mess—but it’s oddly satisfying. ]
[What the fuck. He doesn't understand this, but... also it makes his heart flutter that he expresses that he does like it? This is the weirdest, most embarrassing discussion he's ever had. Lord help him.]
That's gross. [Mumbled in that tsun way of his... But his pleasure can be seen in how he leans back on his side, closer to Dextera, wrapping his free arm around him to tug him closer. He's aiming to steal another kiss.]
[ it’s so gross. dextera knows it’s gross, but it’s something that he likes anyway—of everything that he’s ever had in his body, this is definitely the most pleasant.
he just likes the reminder of what they did, even if he can also feel it starting to slick the backs of his thighs along with sweat. gross! ]
Heh heh.
[ he leans into that kiss, heedless of the mess on either side of him. when he pulls back, he’s got an idea. ]
[It's so funny, because even thinking out how to do this took some mental preparation. He'd thought, briefly along the way, about how it might feel the other way around, but he didn't expect Dextera to honestly just bring it up like that. He's downright flustered, now, letting out a breath too fast.]
What, seriously? You'd want to?
[He's immediately worried that sounds like he's uninterested. This is like the ultimate mind game on him and Dextera was just being cute.]
[ guren’s reaction makes dextera wonder if he said something wrong or strange. it’s embarrassing, because sex is embarrassing, but it’s just the two of them here, isn’t it?
[ dextera loves that look on guren’s face. it makes him want to kiss guren all over and draw out that embarrassment more and more—luckily for guren, he has some restraint because he’s tired. ]
We can practice on me.
[ a weird way of saying he wants to keep doing this, like this, until they’re both comfortable with the idea of guren taking it… “practice.” ]
[Practice, he says... He's burning from head to toe, having to talk about this out loud instead of just going with feelings and not acknowledging them. But... it's good, he thinks, for Dextera to bring it all up.]
Yeah. As many times as we want. [It's going to be so hard not to just do this in one of their houses... Ugh. Why does he have to stop himself?]
Just remember... you can do whatever you want. I'll tell you if I don't like something. Whenever you want, okay?
dextera doesn’t really know anything about sex. he knows what feels good on his body, and he knows what guren can do to make him feel good, too. there’s got to be more to it, though. more options, more things to try, when dextera himself seems attracted to so much.
it’s just a matter of testing. ]
…
[ he nods, and moves forward to kiss guren again, feeling bold. ]
[Kisses... are such a nice way of communicating. He doesn't have to worry about forming the correct words to get his meaning across. It's just here, in the action. He can pull Dextera flush to him, not care about the mess, and just kiss, following whatever pace he sets. Slow, fast, long, short... he just wants to kiss him back.
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[ He loves him. For all he doesn’t like saying it aloud, he feels it, and it gets across in every action. He’s louder like this, just enough that it’s noticeable, and he squeezes their joined hands, pinning Dextera’s against the bed as he rocks into him. Eventually, he’s steady just enough to lean down, crashing their lips together for a breathless and sloppy kiss. It’s short, too, and followed by Guren gasping for breath against him, his pace picking up.
There’s only him and Dextera. No one else, no town, no grey and oddly colored house, no threats or dangers or issues. Here, right now, he can just focus on their heartbeats syncing, their hot bodies coming together again and again, and just how good that feels. It’s electric. ]
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he reaches for the kiss even after guren breaks apart from it, his teeth more involved than they should be just because he’s desperate. ]
Nn…
[ this is what he’s wanted. this is what he’s needed—he sought it before he came to this town, in god, but there’s no one here to rip him away from guren before he can find that true satisfaction.
the realization catches up to him, moving suddenly from the back of his mind to the very forefront of it. he gasps, holding onto guren’s hand so tightly he feels like he might break his own fingers.
it’s good. it’s all so dizzyingly good, and a few tears do slip from his eyes. ]
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He's close, already, much faster than he would be normally. He could slow it down, take it easier, but it's difficult to keep that in mind when he's so eager. He tries, at least, to keep kissing Dextera, but the kiss breaks apart too often with his breaths. He keeps it up anyway, desperate, affectionate, all while rocking into him even harder and faster than before. He's close, and he's not even sure how much he'll be able to warn for it.]
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he never thought he’d be able to find the kind of oneness he’s been craving all this time, even with guren, who he loves so much it’s almost hard to breathe sometimes. it had seemed impossible until now, but with dextera so close to the edge, he’s amazed at how their bodies have joined together. he doesn’t even miss the kisses when guren has to break apart to breathe, because it feels as if they’ve got all the time in the world.
they’re here. ]
Nn…
[ he takes their joined hands to his mouth, just for a moment kissing guren’s hand like he’s praying over it, and he tightens around guren needily.
he’s close, too. ]
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Ah... I—
[His words are strained between his desperate motions, and he barely has the breath for a warning right now. He tries, instead, to squeeze more meaningfully, and he really should pull back— he means to, at least partially. But it's too much when Dextera tightens around him like that. He feels drawn in, and he presses in as much as he can, releasing with a soft cry and thrusting into it, riding the feeling out as he fills Dextera completely.
It's blinding, this pleasure. He needs a moment before he can even make sure that Dextera was able to reach his peak as well, or if he needs to help him more.]
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the tears are flowing more freely now, and dextera is helpless to stop them—guren releasing inside of him doesn’t help that, anyway. it’s a completely foreign sensation like all of this is, and dextera isn’t long behind him.
when he comes, it’s with a breathless sob, and he stills completely except for the way he turns his head back against the sheets. his cock twitches, spilling across his stomach. it’s impossibly good.
his whole body is taut, and his other hand joins the one already laced with guren’s just to hold it more, like he needs to steady himself through the last waves of their nearly-joined orgasm. he gasps at every little aftershock. his face is red and shiny with the flush of exertion, and tears are tracking down the sides of his face, but he looks—
happy. ]
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There's a break from his responsibilities, his worries, his issues. There's just Dextera here, crying happily like the sweetest person he's ever met. Guren lies his weight on Dextera for a moment so his free hand can touch his cheek and slide immediately into his hair, a fond hold as he kisses him.
It's breathy, but the intention there is passionate and heavy. I love you, but in the form of a tired kiss.]
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he just wants to enjoy it. ]
…
[ dextera kisses him back, tired and desperate and unable to stop shaking, but there’s something so confident in the way he does it, too.
he’s wrapped up completely in the moment. ]
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Are you... okay? [ He doesn’t know what to ask a guy after something like this, though... As he draws his hand back, he wipes Dextera’s tears from his face. ]
Did it hurt too much?
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he can still feel guren’s release inside of him.
slowly, he pulls away his other hand and relaxes the grip that’s still intertwined with guren’s, and he turns his face to see guren properly. ]
It was amazing.
[ completely without guile… embarrassing. ]
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...I thought so, too. [He's embarrassed, and that's pretty clear, but he'll still try to be smooth and cool with that tired grin of his.]
We can do stuff like this whenever you want, too. I don't want us to get too wrapped up in things and forget that we can enjoy each other.
[He doesn't want to waste this opportunity. They're together... nothing is keeping them apart right in this moment. He's clinging to it with all he's got.]
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…
[ he nods in quiet agreement, but he pushes their hands against guren’s chest, a little playfully. ]
You too.
[ …is what he says, but what he means is more like “take your own advice, punk!” ]
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[ISN'T THAT ENOUGH!! What does "looking into this" entail, exactly? He's not telling. But he's laughing quietly, anyway, pushing their hands right back at Dextera's chest.]
You're saying you like these kinds of surprises?
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he nods.
when he turns to shift a little closer to guren, though, he realizes just how weird he feels in his lower half for a variety of new and exciting reasons.
he touches his stomach. he knows he can’t get pregnant, of course, but— ]
I can feel it.
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I— didn't pull out as fast as I should have, and then it was too late, so I just— [GOD he feels regret]
I'll help you clean up.
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[ dextera is probably not going to like it in an hour or so, when the mood has well and truly passed, but for now it’s not the worst thing he’s ever felt. he’s a sticky, wet mess—but it’s oddly satisfying. ]
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[What the fuck. He doesn't understand this, but... also it makes his heart flutter that he expresses that he does like it? This is the weirdest, most embarrassing discussion he's ever had. Lord help him.]
That's gross. [Mumbled in that tsun way of his... But his pleasure can be seen in how he leans back on his side, closer to Dextera, wrapping his free arm around him to tug him closer. He's aiming to steal another kiss.]
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he just likes the reminder of what they did, even if he can also feel it starting to slick the backs of his thighs along with sweat. gross! ]
Heh heh.
[ he leans into that kiss, heedless of the mess on either side of him. when he pulls back, he’s got an idea. ]
Your turn next.
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What, seriously? You'd want to?
[He's immediately worried that sounds like he's uninterested. This is like the ultimate mind game on him and Dextera was just being cute.]
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a private moment for a private discussion. ]
Yes. Do you?
[ staring… ]
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[His face is a little red, isn't it? And he keeps smoothing his thumb over Dextera's hand to make up for it.]
Don't make me say it. I'd want to try anything with you. [He said it anyway, this loser...]
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We can practice on me.
[ a weird way of saying he wants to keep doing this, like this, until they’re both comfortable with the idea of guren taking it… “practice.” ]
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Yeah. As many times as we want. [It's going to be so hard not to just do this in one of their houses... Ugh. Why does he have to stop himself?]
Just remember... you can do whatever you want. I'll tell you if I don't like something. Whenever you want, okay?
[Opening the table to... any experimenting.]
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dextera doesn’t really know anything about sex. he knows what feels good on his body, and he knows what guren can do to make him feel good, too. there’s got to be more to it, though. more options, more things to try, when dextera himself seems attracted to so much.
it’s just a matter of testing. ]
…
[ he nods, and moves forward to kiss guren again, feeling bold. ]
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This warmth between them is so comfortable.]
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