[ they never share softness like this, on this level. hugged before, yes, held hands, kissed. they've never been stripped bare and pressed bodies hot and needing against each other to rock themselves to satisfaction. and yet, it feels easy with val. they came from the same cage of a life, from the same abuse, with the same nightmares rocketing around inside their heads. Val's hands on him don't feel foreign, and his voice doesn't seem like something separate, that doesn't understand what it is to him to have a kind, soft touch. to be given this feeling, without strings attached. without bracing for the other shoe to drop.
His first few thrusts are shallow, careful, unsure if Val would be alright with it, if he'd want him to stop, but there's hands on his shoulders, and Val's whispering encouragements to him. Faster, if you want. More. With a shuddered exhale, he pushes down between the hole made from his thighs, and gasps out a moan as he feels Val squeeze and flex his muscles around him, hugging his cock tight in so precise away, he can feel the pleasure of it ripple all through him, his dick leaping between his thighs, mixing pre with the lotion he'd spread there. ]
Christ, Val, it's good. [ Andyr gasps out against his lips, pausing to kiss him sweetly and soundly a few times, as his hips worked, pulling up and pressing deep down, until he feels his cockhead push at the bedsheets beneath them, on the other side. ] You feel fucking amazing.
[ With each thrust, Val's squeezing around him, and soon, with lips sliding hungry and wanting over his, and a hand petting through his hair like he's wanting to bring him softly through this experience, Val starts to rise his hips up to meet him, and it's bliss. absolute bliss, andyr dropping his head to Val's shoulder, and tucking his forehead against his neck, as he pants in labored breaths, and works his hips to keep up the rhythm of it. he fucking loves this some, incredible slide between tight clinging muscle, and the drag of his cock against the warmth of Val's skin, the softness underneath his pelvis, that line of flesh stretched between his front and back, in a spot so, so intimate to him. ]
I can't-- [ Andyr starts, when his arms start to shake. He can't keep holding himself up like this, but fuck, he doesn't want to stop. instead, he leans to the side, and rolls them, so Val is on top, and Andyr's legs are spread wide, pulling him down to hug his chest to him, though trying to be gentle, as his hips jerk up to meet him, the touch of cold air that hits cockhead as it presses past his thighs being a shivering kind of stimulus that makes his eyes roll back for a moment. he's all groans and keened whimpers, also so aroused to start out with, and having gone so long without anything like this, he doesn't think he'll last very long. ]
You're so good, Val, so fucking good. [ he babbles to him mindlessly, petting his hair and kissing at his temples, his throat, his chest just at the seam of the glass panel, and back up again. ]
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His first few thrusts are shallow, careful, unsure if Val would be alright with it, if he'd want him to stop, but there's hands on his shoulders, and Val's whispering encouragements to him. Faster, if you want. More. With a shuddered exhale, he pushes down between the hole made from his thighs, and gasps out a moan as he feels Val squeeze and flex his muscles around him, hugging his cock tight in so precise away, he can feel the pleasure of it ripple all through him, his dick leaping between his thighs, mixing pre with the lotion he'd spread there. ]
Christ, Val, it's good. [ Andyr gasps out against his lips, pausing to kiss him sweetly and soundly a few times, as his hips worked, pulling up and pressing deep down, until he feels his cockhead push at the bedsheets beneath them, on the other side. ] You feel fucking amazing.
[ With each thrust, Val's squeezing around him, and soon, with lips sliding hungry and wanting over his, and a hand petting through his hair like he's wanting to bring him softly through this experience, Val starts to rise his hips up to meet him, and it's bliss. absolute bliss, andyr dropping his head to Val's shoulder, and tucking his forehead against his neck, as he pants in labored breaths, and works his hips to keep up the rhythm of it. he fucking loves this some, incredible slide between tight clinging muscle, and the drag of his cock against the warmth of Val's skin, the softness underneath his pelvis, that line of flesh stretched between his front and back, in a spot so, so intimate to him. ]
I can't-- [ Andyr starts, when his arms start to shake. He can't keep holding himself up like this, but fuck, he doesn't want to stop. instead, he leans to the side, and rolls them, so Val is on top, and Andyr's legs are spread wide, pulling him down to hug his chest to him, though trying to be gentle, as his hips jerk up to meet him, the touch of cold air that hits cockhead as it presses past his thighs being a shivering kind of stimulus that makes his eyes roll back for a moment. he's all groans and keened whimpers, also so aroused to start out with, and having gone so long without anything like this, he doesn't think he'll last very long. ]
You're so good, Val, so fucking good. [ he babbles to him mindlessly, petting his hair and kissing at his temples, his throat, his chest just at the seam of the glass panel, and back up again. ]