Alternate Tactics

[Kysis]

Rico moved his hand up just slightly when the warning was given, not looking back at Matthew as he watched the water go in, combining with that already within.  It was a high enough water level.  The massive size of the tub made it perfect for two bodies to be within, something Rico was keen to try.  Of course, he was not just looking for a bath, not with how much he was goading Matthew into action already.

The young Retainer would not take, though he could definitely strive to make someone want to give.  It was a fun game.

It kept him distracted.

The embrace from behind made him shiver, a pleasant creeping across his skin.  The most sensation came from where Matthew was pressed, so close but not quiet.  It was taunting in a way Matthew probably had not intended.  Rico was not sure, though.  Then again, Matthew had been perfectly innocent before Rico touched him.  There was a small thrill he got from that thought.

How deliciously fun it was to corrupt something previously so pristine.

That thought curving a new smile on his lips, Rico rocked backwards, slightly up, pseudo-stroking Matthew with that motion.  Rico acted like it was just him bending over the water again, not a deliberate motion, dipping his fingers back into the water.

"Mmmmm, it\'s perfect." Rico murmured, hunger dripping from his voice.

[Existentially Odd]

Matthew sucked in a shocked breath as Rico imitated actions he\'d only just concocted a mental image of - because he\'d been told what he\'d thought was the ultimate experience the night before, wasn\'t.  It sent shivers of awareness through him, the movement confronting his senses and his imaginings starkly.

The breath was followed by a nervous and flummoxed gulp that had him pulling back as coolly as he was able; Rico no doubt knew exactly what he was doing and what was going on.  Matthew had a strong suspicion that the Greek was toying with him, and enjoying it, in fact.

"Well, let\'s get in, then," he stuttered, his cheeks colouring furiously.  His gaze dropped to the soap in an effort to distract himself and give him something benign to look at as he stepped around Rico and into the foot end of the tub (there was a higher back at the opposite end, where Lam leaned and could tip her head back with full support).  The heat of the water had him sucking in yet another breath because he hadn\'t taken any time at all to prepare himself and it was hot.

"This... water will definitely last us a while," he laughed weakly, widening his blue eyes charmingly at Rico as he braced himself to sit down (the thought of immersing his most tender bits in water this warm was taking quite a bit of preparation, really).

[Kysis]

Rico bit in an almost seductive way at his lower lip as he watched Matthew move to stand in the tub.  Was that nervousness he heard?  Of course it was nervousness!  Silly him!  Rico did not want to set Matthew at edge.  Well, not too much.  Rico did not want to scare Matthew away.  Then neither of them would get any fun, and Rico refused to let that happen.

Not letting his eyes leave Matthew once, Rico stepped into the tub, knowing full well the frontal view he was giving Matthew in his careful, almost feline steps.  He let himself sit so he was against the back of the tub, sliding the rest of the way down that surface until he was in the water and properly sitting.  Damn.  That was hot, and his most sensitive places were feeling it.

That feeling would go away fastest if he had either A) someone to commiserate with, or B) something to distract him.  Actually, someone to distract him.  Rico leaned forward, putting his water heated hands on Matthew’s hips, thumbs massaging just inside the bone, on the muscle there. “Won’t you join me?  This water is just delicious.” Rico pouted up at Matthew, his eyes trying to draw the blond down.

If Matthew did not come immediately, Rico would have to use some dirty tactics.  The young Retainer was not above using his mouth and tongue to get what he wanted.  He knew exactly which spots could drive a man wild.  Perhaps he would use that knowledge anyway, just to see Matthew in the throws of pleasure again.  Matthew was so beautiful, the idea was far too tempting to be healthy.

No.  He had to show some restraint, especially if he wanted the bath to be long and even more pleasurable than last night.

[Existentially Odd]

Still, just looking down at Rico looking up at him, his beautiful mouth so close to his crotch and his thumbs massaging suggestively nearby... Matthew\'s mouth flooded with saliva and his manhood flooded with blood.  It was embarrassing, but simply the thought of Rico touching him (in the same way he had last night and, especially, in new and confronting ways that made his heart race with a mixture of fear and anticipation) got him hard.

To cover this embarrassing fact, he sat hastily, sucking in breath when the water seemed to singe away all the hairs on his sac and widening his eyes momentarily at Rico.  "Delicious?" he managed, his voice showing the strain of coping with so much sensory input all at once.  His face was flushed from being embarrassed as well as aroused, blue eyes large as he realised the deception in Rico\'s words.  It was laughable, really, but he managed to maintain an offended front.

"You, sir, need to redefine your understanding of \'delicious\'!" he scoffed, daring to wriggle around on the bottom of the tub so that he might try to find a place for his legs that didn\'t involve being flush against the Greek man\'s (unlikely, but since he was endeavouring to redeem himself and his polite aspect after a truly humiliating reaction to Rico\'s innocent proximity to his groin, he was compelled to try).

[Kysis]

That sudden hardness, springing up from his position, made Rico\'s mouth water.  He wanted to give Matthew what was probably going on in that mind, but Matthew was sitting rapidly.  Hiding?  Rico did not see any point to hiding, a wicked smile curving on his lips at Matthew\'s expression.  That was what Matthew got for ending his fun early... not that there wouldn\'t be a lot more fun.

Rico\'s hands stung a little from the elevation change combined with the really hot water, but he did not release those tanned, muscled hips.  In fact, Rico kept his thumbs in gentle oscillations, enough that those nerves could definitely feel it, but not enough to be needy, driven.  Not yet.  Rico had not been taught as a child to not toy with his food.  So, he was playing right now, and enjoying every drawn out moment of it.

His blue eyes locked with Matthew\'s, the look in them daring Matthew to come closer.  The way Rico chewed at his lower lip begged for them to be claimed, and to further that, Rico licked his lips, wetting them so they glistened.  He had noticed Matthew shifting around, as though trying not to touch.  That would not do.  Rico spread his legs so they were on the outside of Matthew\'s, sliding a little closer as he did so, so his hold on Matthew\'s hips was a little easier to manage, easier to continue that taunting massage.

"Mmmm, it\'s delicious now that you\'re in it." As much as Rico wanted to push Matthew against the back of the tub and molest him, the young Retainer controlled himself.  He did not want to scare Matthew away!  Would that scare Matthew away?  Rico pondered it as he stared into Matthew\'s eyes, still daring him to do some moving of his own.

[Existentially Odd]

Matthew was reluctant to smile, still trying to maintain his offended front (and distract Rico from commenting on what he\'d accomplished with so little effort), but he couldn\'t help it when the Greek complimented him.  Being in the water with his partner was delicious, it was true, and he was in no position to deny it.

The corners of his mouth first twitched and then lifted completely into a smile as Rico placed legs around him and shuffled closer.  Matthew wriggled inward as well, his own hands snaking about the waist of the beautiful man opposite him as he drew himself a lot closer than Rico had been.  The licking of those lips was not lost to the blonde and he certainly fancied a taste.

"Alright.  I\'ll agree with you there," he murmured, giving Rico a final yank that had him pressed up against Matthew, though his legs were arched over his and stretched behind.  They were in the middle of the tub now, neither having the advantage of metal at their back in the chest-high water, so Matthew found it convenient to cup Rico\'s backside to support the two of them.

He pressed his mouth to the brunette\'s, meaning for the kiss to be as soft and steamy as the bath they were in, but finding quickly that... it wasn\'t.  It was hard and hungry, showing how much strain the blonde was under, with all this slow and deliberate tension mounting in him.  Of course, that had also been obvious in his near-instant erection - which was now sandwiched between the two of them, bobbing delightfully against Rico\'s stomach, practically screaming for some attention to be paid to it.  The small amount of contact was enough for now, but his yearning was pourd automatically into the hot, panting kiss he was sharing instead, his tongue ravenous and active, lips practically trembling in their haste to envelope and mash.

Rico had a way of making him want that left him mindless and primal and that hadn\'t faded in one night, nor been satisfied.  It was a delirious, delicious way to be.

[Kysis]

Ahhh, Matthew was moving.  Perfect!  Rico was very pleased with himself, ending up closer to his attractive blond friend, in kissing range, in touching range.  He mused over everywhere his hands could possibly go now, the sudden yank bursting the bubble of his thoughts.  A little yelp escaped his lips before he could stop it, that unexpected pull catching him off guard.  It was a good kind of off guard.  He sucked in a breath, almost melting against Matthew as he felt them pressed together.

Self control!  He pleaded with his mind to get a hold back on, despite the redirection of blood to lower regions, which he was sure Matthew could not have missed.  How could he help it?!  Matthew was beautiful, and naked, and wet, and entangled with him.  Rico had to stop that train of thoughts.  It was silently turning him on.  He much rathered sharing the excitement with Matthew, making him feel that quickening of blood as well, so they were both as wanting.

Before Rico could get out a comment about Matthew\'s erection, lips were pressed to his, swallowing the words with warm heat.  Rico did melt into it, his own jaw working rhythmically with Matthew\'s, tongue begging for more.  He did not hide his want.  It didn\'t seem like Matthew did either.  They both wanted more.

How much more was the question.

Rico wrapped his legs around Matthew, hooking them together tightly.  He rocked his hips against Matthew, meanwhile his lips continuing their contact, their movement, wanting to be consumed by Matthew.  Finally he managed to break their lip-lock, staying close to murmur the question against the skin of Matthew\'s neck, "Should we wash now or after?"

[Existentially Odd]

Matthew began to contemplate answering that question coherently, finding there was a small sliver of it left in his brain in case of an emergency.  Once he started processing it, though, he became confused and quickly regretted starting.

To be able to decide whether they should wash before or after, he had to know what event would come in between, whether it would warrant being clean for or whether it was going to be so dirty, it was best to wait until after.  Such thoughts sent his mind spinning and allowed teh nervousness inside him to well up into genuine fear, which he really didn\'t want to be entertaining right now, so he squashed it and pulled out of the whole thinking thing.

It was much easier to go with feel and not allow himself to worry.  He had to trust Rico, he just hoped it worked out for the best.  The feelings of urgency in him were enough to swamp him (he hoped) and everything physically felt tantalising and good, so he had faith that would continue, even if he could have no faith in the process.  The notion that he was still a virgin ricocheted around his brain as well, and he wanted that to stop.

"I don\'t care," he breathed, tilting his head back as Rico nuzzled his throat, closing his eyes to the sensation and the ceiling.  His hands slid boldly towards the crevasse between the Greek man\'s two cheeks, but his fingers just rested there, unsure if he would be required to do anything with them or not.  His grip was still strong, though, for Rico was also hard between them and pressure there was alluring in its ethereality.

"I dropped... the soap... somewhere," he panted, unable to produce the object should Rico decide before was better for washing, but willing to search the floor of the tub if that was required.

[Kysis]

"Don\'t worry." Rico spoke against that neck again, nibbling into it for a moment as he grinding up against Matthew again.  That hand was dangerously close to what he wanted.  There was no appropriate way to ask for it, though.  Oh, this was not looking promising.  Still, there were other things that could be done for now.  Those might be inspiring. "I\'ll look for the soap."

Rico, reluctantly, unhooked his legs, moving so there was some space between them again (though he was careful not to move in a way that got Matthew\'s hand away from his ass).  That done, he took a subtle but deep breath, and went under the water.  At first his hands searched for the soap, finding it quickly.  That was not his intention, anyway.

He went for his real target, kissing Matthew\'s abdomen under the water.  The way Rico repositioned himself was with his knees on the tub bottom, posterior lifted high so his head could go low, cheek rubbing against Matthew\'s length.  There was nothing wrong with a short tease while he was down there, right?

[Existentially Odd]

Matthew sucked in breath, having been confused by his partner\'s method of looking for the soap initially, believing that feeling around for it would be just as effective.  His hands then strayed off Rico\'s body of their own accord, despite the Greek\'s efforts, because when a hidden face secretly brushed against his hardness below the surface of the water, he moaned and melted back against the foot of the tub (the wall wasn\'t nearly as high down there, but he was tall enough to get the back of his head on flat metal) and had to get a good grip on the sides to keep himself from slipping in.

His knuckles turned white, but it was nothing to do with terror as he stretched along the tub, bucking in reaction to the contact with his erection and trying not to simply let go and drown.  It felt so... so naughty!  His head tipped back and his eyes closed briefly, but it was also nice to see nothing but a rounded ass occasionally peeking out of the water (when it undulated correctly, anyway, given how deep the water was in here) and feel something rather titillating and delicious going on beyond his sight.  It felt out of his control, too, and that thrilled him.

In his current state, he knew he\'d let Rico do anything he wanted, to him.  Emotions were welling in his chest to go with the awe and reverence with which he regarded the brunette and part of that was trust - trust, and complete surrender.  "By Talon... I... want... oh... unh... Rico!" he breathed pleadingly, wondering if the man was part fish to not need to surface for air and if there would be more to this contact, for he would have dearly loved to get close and embrace and kiss.

Unfortunately, in his current condition, unless Rico stopped touching altogether, he couldn\'t even sit up, he was entirely at the Greek\'s mercy.

[Kysis]

Rico, quite the swimmer with a good set of lungs, was underwater still when Matthew spoke, and didn\'t hear a word of it.  He could feel Matthew shifting though, the upward motions of his hips.  Encouragement.  Rico smiled, pressing his lips to the head of Matthew\'s masculinity before opening his mouth just enough to slide down the length, slowly, with pressure so he did not get any water in during the process.  He was imitating the tightness of entering something else, though his mouth would never compare, despite all his efforts.

Not that Matthew would know.

As soon as he had it all in his mouth, Rico made his way back up, squeezing his lips, swirling his tongue the entire time.  Rico was enjoying himself, but his lungs were protesting.  It was time to surface.

Finally, Rico\'s mouth came off Matthew, and his rear went back down into the water, head surfacing.  Immediately Rico scooted forward, straddling Matthew\'s lap.  He wanted to sit, but did not, hovering just a little off, so Matthew\'s erection was barely touching him (but still, pointedly, touching). "Found it!" Rico chimed cheerily with a big grin, holding up the soap.  He was beaming with pride, but not over the soap.

Rico offered it up, almost hoping Matthew would drop it again, so Rico had an excuse to return to playing with him.  Did he really need an excuse?  Well, for now, Rico would search for one.  After this night, Rico hoped their physical proximity became a regular thing.  Rico rather liked this, and wouldn\'t give it up without a fight.

[Existentially Odd]

Matthew looked dazedly at the soap, his fair cheeks flushed with the heat of the water and the arousal he was feeling, watching Rico hover over him in awe.  He didn\'t give a damn about the soap any more, not now that the brunette was so close.  Awkwardly - he fel like a fish out of water, rather than in it - he sat up and slid along the tub more, so that his back was resting against the end.

He took Rico with him.  In fact, he wrapped his arms securely about the smaller man\'s waist once he was in position, and dragged him down onto his chest.  His hands slid immediately higher and lower, one on Rico\'s ass - pressing him hard upon his groin in a manner that was less satisfying than he\'d hoped, since only Rico\'s member was sandwiched between them, imprinting his stomach while his wavered against Rico\'s cheeks hopefully - and the other snaked up his back, to his shoulder.

"I want you," he repeated wantonly, and closed his eyes as he crushed his lips against Rico\'s, feeling electrified by every point of contact their muscular bodies were enjoying and needing more.  Rico knew what more there was, he didn\'t really, but he hoped to Talon that he would be shown soon, or he\'d burst on the spot.

[Kysis]

At the sudden movement, both of Matthew and then his body with it, Rico let out a small yelp that soon melted into a pleased purr the moment he was pressed up against Matthew, who was in turn pressed into the back of the tub.  This was a comfortable and arousing position to be in, which made Rico like it even more.  He nuzzled a little closer, as though they were just going to cuddle.

Rico did not know exactly what they were going to do, though he had a few suggestions in mind.

Those words.  Those words!  Rico felt his blood electrified just by what Matthew said, his smile hidden by lips.  Hungrily he returned the kiss, putting into it the fire he felt, the vigor, the growing sensation of actual happiness.

Though it would not register until later, Rico\'s mind knew it was not Kysis he needed.  It was the feeling of being wanted.

Rico moaned into Matthew\'s lips before finally pulling back, eyes absolutely glittering. "How much...?  I don\'t want to rush you...  then again, I rather do."  Rico was chatty when nervous.  It wasn\'t a bad nervous he felt at the moment.  It was butterflies in his stomach.  It was passion and worry and lust and hesitance all blended together furiously.  And that was him.  Rico felt like he might melt from the heat of the water combined with the heat of Matthew and all their points of contact.

[Existentially Odd]

There was no hesitation left in Matthew; when Rico pulled back to speak with him, the blonde\'s mouth simply followed the line of a now-exposed throat, kissing and licking and sucking desperately.  He was fighting the urge to grip himself and tug, considering his hand was so close and he wanted so badly he was practically delirious.

"Anything... anything," he panted hotly against Rico\'s throat, rocking his hips and squeezing the skin over the Greek\'s tanned shoulder in an action that had to be bordering on painful, considering what was driving him.  He was also applying ownward pressure in that grip, subconsciously attempting to get some contact with his pulsing erection.

"Please... just... it\'s no rush, I want it, I want you," he babbled, then clamped his mouth onto the flesh he\'d been prodding with his tongue and sucking for all he was worth.  He was beyond thinking about where he was or worrying that the bruise he made would be visible; he was back at that place Rico had had him before.  He was beyond thinking.

[Kysis]

The sound of Matthew begging, while molesting his neck for all it was worth, did wonders for him.  Rico still felt like he was going to melt, but for other reasons than all the friction.  Smiling, he bit his lip to stifle the moan which slipped from him anyway.  He rocked his hips to aid in Matthew\'s motions, head lulling to the side to give better access to his sensitive neck.

This was where the brick wall rested.  Rico was mentally staring at it, wondering just how he was going to get around it.  Matthew had not even known there was a such thing as sex between men, so this would be difficult.

How could he play this without having to explain every single motion of the process in painstaking detail, having to interrupt the pleasure to tell the next step?

Having taken to nibbling at the bottom of Matthew\'s ear, the only part he could currently get to without removing himself from enjoyment, Rico finally came up with a potential way.  Speaking in whispered pants, Rico began his mode of attack. “What do your instincts tell you to do?” Rico nibbled again, grinding downwards. “Show me.”