[He moans softly into the kiss.] It's...kind of like you can feel...it. Like if I... [He moves his fingers around, making a point to let them press against the prostate as they move to stretch things a little.] That feeling...you can tell if it feels better...in different positions. Just...ahhh...try things.
I-if you like it, we can try different positions, places...and you'll know what you like best. But I'll help. And take your time...first time...it's...a lot of leg muscle strength this way. [They work just a little more before pulling their fingers out and signaling for him to straddle their lap.] If your legs get tired, we can switch.
[Nobunaga gasps in shock and surprise, it's one thing to do this thing to someone else, and entirely different on the receiving end, and he is never going to get used to it, but okay!]
Mmn! I have muscle strength. [Huff.] I will make you beg for release before I do. [EASIER SAID THAN DONE.] Hard mode. [He still gulps though! But lines himself up and slowly eases himself down on Klaus, aiming to hit that spot inside himself again, groaning as he goes, and then raising back up. Okay!]
Ah...
[Craning his head back to look at Klaus, and there's no way his grunts are anything but noisy, maybe even loud, but fuck it, it can't be helped.] H-How's that?
[And because he needs a guide, he directly takes Klaus' hand and puts it on his dick already throbbing with pleasure from back end.]
[Klaus is familiar with that reaction. He remembers in a very vague way when he first felt it himself. Like someone made them light up in a way and it’s still so good.]
[It’s even better knowing no one has ever made him feel that before. Only him. It’s kind of a heady feeling.]
Oh? Begging, huh? I don’t think you could stop me. [There’s a series of moans as he eases himself down on his dick.] Sh-shit.
[There’s a breathy laugh as he listens to Nobunaga, not even sure how or why they’re still in the air] So good, babe. Fuck.
[They’re allowing their hand to be moved, wrapping it around Nobunaga’s cock, squeezing a couple times at the base before stroking.] Mmm…You’re so hot like this.
[Nobuanga laughs softly, he agrees there's no way to stop Klaus, and good.]
[And then he whimpers, arching even more back into Klaus, absolutely losing his mind, any control he thought he'd gained by this position is completely lost from Klaus' hand on him and he gives up and lets his body dictate everything.]
Isn't that my line? [He has no idea how he got the words out, or even the thought, but he did, and he just lets his body turn into a blissed out mess on Klaus.] Love you... fuck... really really love you... how are you so strong? Fuck I can't... [Another laugh, but everything is touch, and the sensation of Klaus all around him, in him, his smell, his voice, the only thing that matters or has him anchored to any semblance of anything.]
[How is that so unreasonably hot? How? Klaus nearly loses enough focus to fall onto the bed.] Fuck.
[There’s a small smile.] Usually…ahh…you say beautiful. [And then there’s a slight dip because the sounds and the words and just the fucking way he looks is enough to make him lose focus for a minute.] Love you so much. [The words are soft, half in awe.]
Want to…ahh…want to fuck you again sometime. Best sheath. [Their hand moves a little faster now, mostly keeping pace with Nobunaga’s. This is somehow the hottest fucking thing they’ve ever done and it’s probably mostly Nobunaga’s reactions.]
O-Okay, yeah fuck! [Nobunaga definitely agrees it's the hottest thing he's ever done too, especially seeing as how it'd be impossible before here, impossible with anyone other than Klaus, and in a weird way, he's probably getting off to the novelty of it too. His usual enthusiasm and overly exuberant love of life comes into play here too, now that he's no longer nervous, and just enjoying the sensation of riding Klaus, in between him on both ways, connected more than he's ever been. It's all building to a roaring crescendo in his ears, and Nobuanga fumbles for a way to hold onto Klaus' hips or maybe just their hand, and melts all over again, just leaning back into his partner.] Klaus I... [Words are lost. He refuses to beg, but he's so damn close, and he has no idea how Klaus withstands this pressure all the time. Twice? So fast??? Ahhhhh how crazy...]
[Klaus is barely holding on and he’s almost sorry for when they both let go because they are both assuredly going to fall awkwardly. God. At least it’s not too high up. He does pull him self up just slightly to make it easier for Nobunaga to lean back, considers something for a minute before sitting up a little more. They bite hard on his shoulder, free hand pulling Nobunaga’s hips down against his just to see what will happen. They may live to regret this when they fall, but for now, they’re hoping it’s enough to send him over the edge. It usually works for them anyway.]
[It works instantly! OF COURSE! It's almost like everything Nobunaga does is stuff that works as well on him too. Aside from that, Klaus always manages to up the ante! Nobunaga almost completely blacks out, head thrown back, completely melted, and not giving a damn if they fall.] Klaus!
[And they do fall because everything culminates in a moment of intense pleasure that knocks his focus completely off, which ends in a fucking jostle of limbs, Nobunaga's entire weight on him, and Klaus nearly falling off the bed.] Ow.
[There's a hint of a laugh at that before he scooches over away from the edge of the bed. Don't mind them as they pull the covers over them and cuddle up to their boyfriend.] Love you.
Love you too... so fucking much. [Just a melted cuddle tangled pile on top of Klaus and can't move. OR CARE ABOUT IT.] Love you... [He said that already!] We'll do that again sometime... definitely. [So many cuddles! He's just so blissed out!]
[Klaus is already half asleep but still casually moves until their chests are pressed together arms wrapping loosely around Nobunaga.] It was so good. [A quick fluttering of kisses to the top of Nobunaga’s head. If they’re left to their own devices, they’ll be asleep in a few minutes.]
Yeah definitely. [Snuggles! Fuck it, he's too happy to care about anything else in all the world.]
[And top of the head kisses just make him melt! It still seems reversed, but he thinks... maybe he only thinks that way because of his own internalized social castes restrictions about power and position. Besides, if it's Klaus... he doesn't care at all.]
Thank you. For teaching me how to be safe and loved.
[He'll conk out too! Klaus' chest is even better than lap pillow because he can hear Klaus' heart and stir a little more easily! Best everything!]
[Wow. That's the cutest thing anyone's ever said to him. Until something else cuter happens. But sleepy brain just snuggles about it.] Mmm...s'good to be safe and loved. Worth all of it.
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I-if you like it, we can try different positions, places...and you'll know what you like best. But I'll help. And take your time...first time...it's...a lot of leg muscle strength this way. [They work just a little more before pulling their fingers out and signaling for him to straddle their lap.] If your legs get tired, we can switch.
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Mmn! I have muscle strength. [Huff.] I will make you beg for release before I do. [EASIER SAID THAN DONE.] Hard mode. [He still gulps though! But lines himself up and slowly eases himself down on Klaus, aiming to hit that spot inside himself again, groaning as he goes, and then raising back up. Okay!]
Ah...
[Craning his head back to look at Klaus, and there's no way his grunts are anything but noisy, maybe even loud, but fuck it, it can't be helped.] H-How's that?
[And because he needs a guide, he directly takes Klaus' hand and puts it on his dick already throbbing with pleasure from back end.]
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[It’s even better knowing no one has ever made him feel that before. Only him. It’s kind of a heady feeling.]
Oh? Begging, huh? I don’t think you could stop me. [There’s a series of moans as he eases himself down on his dick.] Sh-shit.
[There’s a breathy laugh as he listens to Nobunaga, not even sure how or why they’re still in the air] So good, babe. Fuck.
[They’re allowing their hand to be moved, wrapping it around Nobunaga’s cock, squeezing a couple times at the base before stroking.] Mmm…You’re so hot like this.
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[And then he whimpers, arching even more back into Klaus, absolutely losing his mind, any control he thought he'd gained by this position is completely lost from Klaus' hand on him and he gives up and lets his body dictate everything.]
Isn't that my line? [He has no idea how he got the words out, or even the thought, but he did, and he just lets his body turn into a blissed out mess on Klaus.] Love you... fuck... really really love you... how are you so strong? Fuck I can't... [Another laugh, but everything is touch, and the sensation of Klaus all around him, in him, his smell, his voice, the only thing that matters or has him anchored to any semblance of anything.]
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[There’s a small smile.] Usually…ahh…you say beautiful. [And then there’s a slight dip because the sounds and the words and just the fucking way he looks is enough to make him lose focus for a minute.] Love you so much. [The words are soft, half in awe.]
Want to…ahh…want to fuck you again sometime. Best sheath. [Their hand moves a little faster now, mostly keeping pace with Nobunaga’s. This is somehow the hottest fucking thing they’ve ever done and it’s probably mostly Nobunaga’s reactions.]
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[There's a hint of a laugh at that before he scooches over away from the edge of the bed. Don't mind them as they pull the covers over them and cuddle up to their boyfriend.] Love you.
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[And top of the head kisses just make him melt! It still seems reversed, but he thinks... maybe he only thinks that way because of his own internalized social castes restrictions about power and position. Besides, if it's Klaus... he doesn't care at all.]
Thank you. For teaching me how to be safe and loved.
[He'll conk out too! Klaus' chest is even better than lap pillow because he can hear Klaus' heart and stir a little more easily! Best everything!]
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