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Re: Alternate Tactics
« Reply #30 on: June 09, 2008, 10:17:02 PM »
The instruction caused a stall in Matthew\'s purring body and his heart kicked over and starting hammering with nervousness, rather than sweeping lust.  The answer came to him in the split second after Rico asked, but he... wasn\'t sure he was game enough to do it.  Yes, his partner had requested it and yes it was a primal urge he\'d not had the night before but... he still wasn\'t sure he was right.

There was only one way to find out though, wasn\'t there?

He\'d stopped kissing and his hands had stopped moving, though his lower half was still writhing.  Slowly - with some trepidation evident - he squeezed Rico\'s shoulder with his left hand and reached beyond the Greek\'s buttocks with his right.  There, he found his own member wavering in the hot water, seeking entrance to... well.

Biting his lower lip, Matthew looked fearfully up at Rico as his other hand left the man\'s shoulder and travelled down his back.  Tentatively (and with a gentleness that openly declared he was falling out of the mindless passion he\'d been lost in a few moments before), he gripped Rico\'s left buttock and parted it.  He used his right hand to guide the head of his throbbing erection to the puckered hole he\'d just revealed, his body giving an involuntary shudder at the connection, but then he went still, not pushing onward, simply holding himself in position and staring wordlessly up at the brunette draped along him, blue eyes as large as saucers.

He hoped he\'d got it right.

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Re: Alternate Tactics
« Reply #31 on: July 02, 2008, 02:03:42 AM »
Rico smiled, nuzzling his face into Matthew\'s neck, kissing softly as he felt where the hands were going, felt all the positioning going on.  Matthew had the right idea, which was reassuring.  However, Rico wasn\'t feel that masochistic today, and had not had sex in long enough time that it would be painful if Matthew just went right in.  And it wouldn\'t be right in, with how he was right now.  Rico was not nervous, per se.  No.  Again, the lack of anything recent.

"I haven\'t done this in a while." Rico breathed against Matthew\'s skin.  The last thing he wanted to do was frighten Matthew, or make him feel stupid.  That would not do good at all.  Rico wanted to be able to repeat this with him in the future, and if that meant going soft with him, being as nice as possible, Rico would do just that.

Plus, Rico didn\'t ever feel like being vindictive with Matthew, for some reason.  He just seemed... fragile.  So, Rico murmured against Matthew\'s neck again, kissing between words. "Can you... try a finger?  It will help us both ease into it." Rico nibbled at Matthew\'s neck, as if that would act as reassurance.  As much as he just wanted Matthew in him, he also wanted to enjoy it.  A little warm-up would do him good in that department.
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Re: Alternate Tactics
« Reply #32 on: July 02, 2008, 01:56:19 PM »
Matthew gulped, those nerves attempting to get the better of him again, but now that he knew he was correct, a weight had been lifted off him, leaving him thoroughly relieved.  He could do this.  In fact, the more he thought about doing this, the more excited and eager he got, finding himself straining as he followed Rico\'s request and tentatively pushed the tip of his index finger into the opening.

By Talon, it was tight.  A fresh pulse of arousal thrummed through him but it was slightly dampened by the difficulty of this manouevre.  He was afraid of tearing skin, of pushing too deep and hitting... unmentionable body products.  He flinched internally at the thought of that and quickly withdrew his finger.

"I\'m... going to use some soap.  So it slides better," he whispered, tilting his head so that Rico had access to anything he wanted while he felt around for the bar that had already been rescued once.  It hadn\'t got far and he rolled the cake between his hands, near the small of Rico\'s back, while he was kissed.  He lifted his face, in fact, with his eyes closed, wanting Rico\'s mouth back on his while he did this; holding the soap in his left hand, he began stroking and prodding all around the cleft between the Greek man\'s cheeks.

Although he\'d primarily thought of the soap for cleanliness purposes (in case something distasteful was discovered), it went a long way towards lubrication, too.  He was quite pleased with teh slick effect all his attention earned him, for his fingers slid up and down the crack teasingly, delving with ever-increasing frequency and depth as he passed the hole.  He soaped up his two main fingers eventually, and set about a more determined entering process, scissoring his fingers apart once they were embeddded to their hilts, realising that he was slightly thicker and Rico would need to be stretched.

The process was as exhilirating as it was horrifying, really, but he was fascinated and so, so turned on by what he was doing with his fingers, that he was very keen to get his manhood in there.  "How... does that... feel?" he panted, attempting to pull back and look at Rico\'s face as he asked, to read any nuances of pain or discomfort in his lover\'s expression - the brunette was unlikely to tell him the truth, but Matthew hoped he\'d see whether he was doing a good job or an average one in his blue eyes regardless.

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Re: Alternate Tactics
« Reply #33 on: September 09, 2008, 10:42:09 AM »
Matthew definitely had the right idea.  Rico was surprised by how tight his own body was, but the thought of how long it had been brought it back into reality, and quickly.  The finger felt good, though.  Rico knew the signs of nervousness, catching the mention of soap.  The young Retainer was a very, very clean person, hated being even a spot dirty, so that would hardly be a problem, but he tried not to look insulted, burying his face in Matthew’s neck, his blond hair, to hide it.

That hair was nice.  Rico had always had a thing for blonds, after all (or was that just Kysis?).  Not the right person to think about at the moment, so Rico focused instead on that tanned neck which he kissed at, nibbled at, concentrating on what exactly it was Matthew was doing.

Soap did work as a good lubricant, making things slide easier, making it a process which lacked most pain.  There would always be a little, but that was fine, because Rico really did enjoy it rough.  This would not be rough.  Rico again diverted his attention, his wandering mind, stifling a soft, deep moan against Matthew’s collarbone.

Rico’s eyes fluttered shut.  He was growing impatient, having to bite his tongue to keep it back.  The bard was full of venom, and had never been so cautious about it before.  With others, he did not mind letting the insults roll, the demands.  Sometimes it made for a fun night.  But this… Rico felt like he was handling a glass bauble (or rather one was handling him, considering).

With the utterance of the question, Rico finally moved his head up, staring into those blue eyes with a pleased, almost cat-like smile, before pushing forward, capturing those voluptuous lips for himself.  That was his answer, a deep and passionate kiss, tongue immediately wanting in.

If that wasn’t a good enough answer… Rico would be able to think of something verbal, quick.  He was a bard, after all.



((not sure if you are still interested, but figured I should post anyway, since I am finally getting some free time again))
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Re: Alternate Tactics
« Reply #34 on: September 19, 2008, 09:04:31 PM »
At long last, the oblivious virgin began to see the light, to feel the zing of uncontrollable passion, to taste what it was to let his body act and his mind be free.  That kiss did it.  It was filled with everything he\'d been dabbling in but seemed to be multiplied a thousand times in intensity, stealing his breath and capturing his thoughts instantly, boxing them up for later.

Things seemed to flow very naturally then and a part of him had to acknowledge that it was very much like being possessed, that little part of him watching what he did from some anonymous, astonished part of his mind.  It was as if he\'d done this a hundred times before, knew exactly how to get himself inside and not be afraid; as soon as Rico kissed him hard, it was like his body flinched in exactly the right way.

Almost before he knew it, he was sliding into a hot, tight slice of paradise that he\'d never guessed Talon would gift mere mortals with the ability to experience.  His hips rolled upward confidently, pressing his hardness into Rico without hesitation, not even requiring his hands to do more than guide from where they gripped the taut rear of the Greek.  There was some rocking, of course, for his fingers hadn\'t reached in as far as his sword could and so he had to do it by degrees, but that only dragged out the pleasure of his first time thrusting into something other than his hand (or Rico\'s mouth).

Once he was fully buried, he became still once more, savouring the feeling of being ensconced and kissing the man who held him in more ways than one.  His hands crept up and wrapped around the slick, muscular back of his lover, pressing him closer and closer still, as if he were trying to absorb the other into him.  He certainly wouldn\'t have argued, had it happened.  A rush of blinding, uplifting, paralysing and emancipating emotions surged through Matthew then, and he began to move once more, guided by instinct... just tilting his hips back and forth at first, but then his hands moved lower to help him again, lifting Rico ever so slightly and lowering him suddenly.

The feeling was indescribable, sublime in its perfection, leaving him shuddering and wanting it to never stop.  The kiss was broken for he was seriously lacking air and his head dropped, eyes closed in bliss, back against the tub behind him.  Overall, his movements were subtle and almost minute, but they were enough to have him rushing far more quickly towards a conclusion than he would have liked; he would\'ve given anything for it to not end, in fact.

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Re: Alternate Tactics
« Reply #35 on: September 19, 2008, 10:06:32 PM »
The kiss seemed to do the trick, and Rico could not help but grin into it, feeling the fingers retract and knowing what was coming.  It might have helped if Matthew had slicked himself, but no matter.  Rico focused on the act and not the little details, the kiss and not the tendrils of pain, though that did sing wonders to the masochist hiding in him.

The pauses, the break in the kiss, the panting of breath, being fulled closer, Rico felt like he just wanted to melt into Matthew, but retracted that thought for wanted more to continue being impaled by him.  It had been far, far too long.

It was adorable, how Matthew tilted his head back.

Still smiling, Rico took a moment to get used to the established rhythm, the rocking of Matthew\'s hips, the movements he was forcing onto Rico.  Rico knew he could do this better, though.  Experience had that advantage.  On the next rise up of Matthew\'s hips, Rico rocked his own down, forcing him further in, though just by a little, since he had already been colliding so deep.  A panted gasp flew from his lips before he could stop it, and he really didn\'t care to stifle it.  It was a sound caused by the pleasure Matthew was giving him, so he should hear it, right?

With every thrust up, Rico pushed himself down, keeping their bodies close, musculature moving against each other.  It was blissful.  Rico wasn\'t sure why he had waited so damn long to do this again.  Perhaps part of the beauty of it, the extraordinary pleasure, despite Matthew\'s novice, was the wait.  And Rico\'s rolling downward helped to hit that little spot within him, which drew out a purr of a moan, his clenching reflexively.

Too bad their bodies were so sandwiched together he could not reach between them.  His own erection was feeling rather neglected at the moment, though there was some rubbing from their friction, and the stimulation of other areas helped bring it along.

Rico buried his face in Matthew\'s neck again, arms wrapped tight around his shoulders, neck (not tight like choking him, though, tight like holding on for his life).  This was definitely worth the investment he had made in it.
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Re: Alternate Tactics
« Reply #36 on: September 24, 2008, 03:50:41 PM »
Rico\'s movements, the friction of them against one another and those delicious noises he made all pushed Matthew onward and upward towards the ecstasy he was really hoping to delay meeting.  It was all too difficult with such enticing stimulants, however, and every breath only tautened him, brought him closer to the edge.  It was likely a good thing he was finding it so difficult to breathe, but it was certainly not enough to stop him peaking any moment.

"Rico," he panted, hands clenching their way around his lover\'s body, no longer lifting or doing anything determined, just grinding into the muscular flesh in a tormented, eager manner that announced his desperation, "I can\'t... how can I help you?  Quick... I... I\'m close," he ground out, his teeth gritted in an effort to hold himself back.  It was becoming embarrassing, how bad he was at controlling himself when it came to climaxing; Rico just seemed to be settling into the rhythm of things and he was ready to shoot his load and finish.

To slow things down a bit, he tried thinking about buying vegetables at the markets but the carrots only got used in lewd ways by his overactive imagination.  He thought about worshipping Talon but the image of getting down on his knees to pray only served to heighten his excessively stimulated body when the thought of taking Rico with him to the temple occurred a well.  His mother!  Thinking of his gentle, honest-working mother was the only thing that sent his libido shuddering away from the edge of release and humbled it into giving him a few seconds of rational thought in which to listen to Rico\'s needs (and marginally ignore his own).

He did his best to calm down and look into the Greek\'s eyes while he attempted to listen.

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Re: Alternate Tactics
« Reply #37 on: September 28, 2008, 02:51:53 AM »
Between Rico\'s panted breaths, he tried to speak, only to find his tongue was made of heavy jelly, unwilling to move and make coherent sounds other than "nnhg" and other similar, untranslatable things.  His eyes were fluttering, barely open, and he managed to look at Matthew.  Quick... His body was not responding quick, a sensory overload with everything happening to his nervous and body and...

Rico instead moved, shifting so their fronts were not so plastered together, one of his hands grabbing Matthew\'s, pulling it out from around them and putting it between them.  Rico guided the hand the best he could while keeping his up and down and clenching motions all in rhythm, which was difficult with how long it had been, and he managed to get Matthew\'s hand on his ignored erection.

Hopefully that was enough of a hint, because Rico couldn\'t talk, another moan rolling from his lips just to mock him, he was sure.  The release was coming, and he was more than looking forward to it, one of the only comprehendable thoughts in his brain.
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Re: Alternate Tactics
« Reply #38 on: October 17, 2008, 07:02:40 AM »
Having his hand put on something that felt equally as hard and eager as he was feeling right then smashed away all his polite ponderings and put him right back where he\'d started; rapidly climbing a ladder to the heavens so that he could leap off it.  He moaned in time with Rico - and again when his lover wasn\'t, for it seemed he was making a lot of noise, lost in this overwhelming situation as he was - and closed his eyes, not sure whether his head should lean back or forward, seeking blindly for kisses but having no ability to do anything about getting them if his lips didn\'t happen to fall on something he could kiss.

With his final connection made and his restraint left in tatters, Matthew surrendered to the build once more and let it consume him.  His skin tautened and tingled, his body gathered itself and then every bit of anxiety and awkwardness exploded out of him in one powerful shot and a few extra bursts as well.  He was left feeling giddy and blissful, warm (in a way that had nothing to do with the water) and light.  His hand kept moving - with a little more focus and purpose, now that he wasn\'t so distracted by his own mounting climax - and he sighed, slowly becoming more aware of his body, finding himself still tingly but also very shaky, wobbled to bits by the power of it.

He didn\'t speak yet, but there was a broad grin on his face and one thought kept going through his head; what an idiot he\'d been to think himself experienced before this.

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Re: Alternate Tactics
« Reply #39 on: October 18, 2008, 01:07:24 AM »
When he felt filled (it had been so long, but he recognized it still, and relished in it), Rico let his forehead rest against the crook of Matthew\'s shoulder, breathing hard, heart fluttering.  He kept his torso bent as his up and down motions slowed, stopped, allowing for room for Matthew\'s hand to finish.  Without having to split his concentration any more, Rico could just let go.

A cry left his lips as he came, arms wrapping tighter around Matthew, eyes squeezed shut.  Rico himself was shaking.  How long had it been since he had actually trembled after the act?  Rico did not care to think about it, his whole body tired and feeling like it was full of lazily twinkling stars.

Sagging against Matthew, Rico nuzzled his head further against his tan neck, giving a satisfied "mmmmm" noise, giving a kiss.

Rico didn\'t want to move.  He probably should, he should probably disengage, something, wash, he didn\'t know.  His brain was up in the clouds, and that was perfectly fine.  This whole game of cat and mouse had ended much better than Rico could have ever anticipated, and he was enjoying the aftermath.
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Re: Alternate Tactics
« Reply #40 on: October 24, 2008, 06:33:23 AM »
As they both lay there, collectively learning to breathe and - eventually - think again, Matthew slid lower and lower in the tub so that they were better submerged and the warmth he was feeling inside could ensconce his outside as well.  Of course, after a time filled with further soft touches, blissful sighs and murmurs of not-really-words-at-all aroused by kisses placed where lips fell, even that warmth began to fade and the cold of the environment to set in.

"We should get out.  Water\'s gone cold," he announced airily, his tone indicating that nothing could really bother him right now - least of all a bit of cold water - but he felt compelled to act somehow.  He gave Rico\'s strong, muscular body a squeeze, feeling decadent and spoiled by the fact that he\'d been allowed to stay inside this man\'s beautiful body until he slid out (which had only just happened), as well as hold him.

The quiet of his thoughts and the mellowness in his body had led him to a rather startling conclusion while he\'d lain there; he loved Rico.  Everything about the man was exciting, exhilarating and wonderful, he wanted to spend every moment he was awake in the man\'s presence and every moment he slept wrapped up in his arms.  He couldn\'t imagine a day in the future where he didn\'t want to see his adored face, hear his exotic accent, taste his lips and feel his body.  It was unconventional because he was a man, yes, but he wasn\'t about to fight these feelings (except before his parents... the thought of telling them how he felt about Rico caused an internal shuddering and a shying away from pursuing such thoughts).

He didn\'t know if or when it was appropriate to express such feelings but he thought he would at least wait until the morning - so Rico couldn\'t accuse him of being addle-headed from losing his virginity and also so he could give him some time to work out some sort of poetic phrasing.  Matthew had never told anyone besides his parents that he loved them, after all, and he wanted it to sound special; not just something he blurted out as they got out of the tub, for instance.  "Can we sleep together?" he asked, trying not to sound worried but wanting to secure Rico\'s presence by his side for at least the rest of this night (if not every night afterwards).

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Re: Alternate Tactics
« Reply #41 on: October 24, 2008, 11:20:42 AM »
"Mmmmm." Rico thought about moving, and rather liked just lying there, submerged, in Matthew\'s well toned armed.  It was nice.  But, all nice things had to end, like when suddenly he was no longer filled, an empty space where Matthew had been.  That helped spur his movements, or at least his thinking about moving, Rico taking a deep breath with his eyes mostly veiled.

It was so relaxing, the aftermath, but he had to move.

And then the question came.  A smile, completely honest, hiding nothing, tugged at the corners of Rico\'s lips, spreading them into a handsome bow.  It would be nice, to sleep in the same bed as someone after that.  It wasn\'t something he was used to.  Rico\'s mind was too much in a haze to think of the time he had slept with someone after the act, so he merely nodded, still smiling, before forcing himself to get up.

Rico shivered when he came full out of the water, and he quickly set to drying himself off, and wrapping the towel around himself to try to hold in some semblance of warmth.  It was futile, considering the size of the towel, but it was at least an attempt.  Rico either wanted to get by the fire in the kitchen, if it was still going, or under the covers of his fluffy bed, shivering it into warm coziness.  And with Matthew there....

The young Retainer was the type to snuggle, so they would be warm again in no time.  Rico looked forward to it.

This was definitely a healthy step forward.
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