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[Gods, it's hard not to lose himself in the way Tyler is moving against him, the way Fabian has him held securely like a precious piece of finery he's making off with. Tyler is so incredibly attractive, small and grabbable, making delicious sounds into his mouth... His own cock aches and leaks by now, but Fabian stays focused on his task. With his hand now in the perfect position, he goes full tilt, essentially gripping Tyler inside and out, his palm working against his clit while his fingers deeply massage the sweet spot inside.]

Fuck. Fuck! I'm gonna come...

[ All whispered urgently like a secret against Fabian's lips. Tyler's rocking hips pausing where Fabian's fingers are at their deepest point. He's very aware of Fabian hard in his own pants and that just serves to turn him on more.

He can feel the sudden build of pressure, can feel that point of no return hurtling towards him with every new crook of Fabian's fingers inside him. ]

[Oh, that is music to his ears.]

Yes. Come for me, darling.

[His fingers press in, deep and hard, his hand unrelenting on both sensitive spots. His other arm cradles Tyler through his orgasm, mouth open for the taking.]

[ His groan is muffled against Fabian's mouth but his body tensing as he tips over the edge is an obvious indication. And so is the way Tyler's pussy clenches rhythmically around Fabian's fingers, pulsing as his orgasm washes over him with wave after wave of pleasure.

He presses a clumsy kiss to Fabian's mouth as the pleasure starts to tail off, like his brain only just allowed him enough space to remember how to kiss. ]

[Good gods. Fabian has to stifle his own moan at how Tyler writhes in his arms and clenches around his fingers. He can't help but think how incredible that would feel elsewhere...

He has the urge to praise Tyler, but he's not sure it would land well. He seems the headstrong type, so it may just irritate him. Instead, he kisses him back like a man starved.

When he finally breaks away for a moment, breathless:]

Apologies, you've worked me up terribly.

[ It takes a few moments of Tyler coming back to himself before he can huff out an incredulous laugh. Like he's tickled by that. ]

I worked you up?

[ Seems funny when Fabian's fingers are still inside him, post-orgasm. But Tyler hasn't missed the few times the hard bulge in Fabian's pants has pressed against him.

He grins at Fabian conspiratorially. ]

You want to..?

Yes, you're unfairly, cruelly alluring, Tyler...

[Fabian whimpers this desperately enough that there's no room for doubt as to his sincerity; he's obviously tortured.

He was beginning to sober up, but now he feels drunk all over again, dizzy as Tyler meets his eyes.]

So badly.

[His lips kiss aimlessly at Tyler's face, like they're taking any bit of him that they can get.]

But we don't have to, if...

[If he's not ready for that, or if he doesn't want to do it in his sister's house, or what have you.]

[ Something about how Fabian talks to him takes most of his nerves away. He's not actually had full penetrative sex before so by all rights he should be feeling a lot more vulnerable.

But he feels amused and safe, and that seems as good a mix as any.

And thinking about it has his clit tingling in interest again. ]

I want to. Definitely.

I just... [ he pauses, looking at Fabian seriously ] haven't done it before.

[Fabian huffs an exhale, pulling his fingers out of Tyler and trying to sober himself a little. He'd been worried about that. Not that this is the first time he's been in bed with a virgin, nor will it be the last.

So he says what he always does:]

If you do not want your first time to be with a filthy scoundrel, you should save it.

[He winks, playfully self-effacing.]

Truly, it is whatever you choose, Tyler.

A filthy scoundrel?

[ Tyler chuckles at the phrasing. Fabian's got a fun way of speaking. But once Tyler has his mind made up, it's difficult to change it. And he doesn't think he's misread the other man. Filthy scoundrel or not, Fabian isn't an asshole. ]

I'm sure.

[ He has no idea what time it is now. Probably closer to 4am. But he's not tired anymore. ]

Come on. What better than a filthy scoundrel for all other men to have to live up to?

Quite.

[A true assessment; a scoundrel, not an asshole. He truly wants this to be amazing for Tyler. And, he supposes not all want the awkward blushing virgin experience for their first time. Who better to show him how good he can feel than someone who knows exactly how to do it?]

I'm... Not sure I follow your logic, but at this point, I do not care.

[It doesn't have to make sense. If Tyler is saying yes, he will take it without argument. He dives in for another messy kiss, his hand groping Tyler's ass to push their hips together again, grinding himself against his partner and exhaling a soft sound at the pressure.]

[ Tyler's pretty sure logic isn't for 4am anyway. And as Fabian dives in he's ready, meeting that kiss with enthusiasm. He's spent longer kissing than he has doing any other thing related to sex, or intimacy, so he's better and more experienced with this than anything else.

As the other man pushes their hips together, Tyler feels Fabian's hard length insinuating itself into the situation for the first time properly. He can't help but inhale quickly, pushing his hips back in return and wanting to feel more. ]

[4am drunk Fabian is not anywhere in the realm of smart, but he's doing his best.

Tyler is a good kisser, and it leaves Fabian feeling even more dizzy and desperate, but he tries to keep a hold of himself so he doesn't rush Tyler. His hand slips briefly between them to unbutton his pants with one quick movement, and he sighs at the release of tightness. He moans softly as he ruts into Tyler's hips, bringing his thigh up again between his legs to give his partner some pressure in turn.]

Gods, Tyler... Would you like to get on top of me?

[That seems a nice way for Tyler to feel in control of the pace of things... And it would be hot, also, even in the dim light.]

[ There's a brief pinch of nerves at the idea of being so exposed, but then he realizes he thinks the idea is hot too. Hot enough that he's already moving, getting to his knees and haphazardly tugging his pajamas and boxers off completely. He doesn't do anything only halfway.

So eventually he's looking at Fabian with a grin, naked and clearly turned on again. ]

Don't have all day.

[ He teases quietly, challengingly. ]

[Oh, oh- they are really doing this. Okay. Fabian blinks fast and fumbles out of his own pants and underwear, getting somewhat tangled in bedsheets as he does.

As he opens the remaining buttons on his shirt, exposing a very scarred but toned abdomen, Tyler is looking at him with eyes gleaming, teasing him. How is Fabian the one feeling rushed now?!]

You salacious little bastard. [He grins, growls:] C'mere, bugger.

[He grabs Tyler firmly by the waist and pulls him over his own hips, making him straddle there.]

[ Tugged up the bed, Tyler's knees shuffle up the outside of Fabian's thighs and hips, his eyes catching on his cock. His clit throbs again, and he feels almost dizzy with the excitement and anticipation of this.

Mostly he's still feeling amused, kneeling over Fabian's hips and then sitting back onto his thighs. He looks down at Fabian's cock properly, hands pressing on either side of the man's hips but not yet touching his cock. ]

Kind of insane to think that is gonna fit inside me.

[Fabian looks up at him, sliding his hands appreciatively from Tyler's knees up to his hips, sighing in awe. Even in dim light, he looks like a gift.]

Ah. I am blessed on this night.

[He takes Tyler's hand, lifts it to his own lips and kisses his knuckles, looking in his eyes for a brief moment before the attention is drawn to his cock.

He gives it a couple of preparatory strokes, laughing.]

You flatter me, Tyler.

[He's not huge, not small either. A smidge above average.]

Should we use some sort of, ah...?

[He's not sure if Tyler would have protection or lubricant here, or if he needs that...]

[ Without any experience otherwise of an actual cock, Tyler's dildo definitely is on the smaller side. But he's fully committed now to making it work. Except... he definitely doesn't have condoms around because he doesn't usually do this. ]

Uh, I don't have... I don't have condoms here.

[ He doesn't get periods anymore but he knows better over how that's not effective birth control. He's also slightly too naive to think about asking Fabian if he's likely to have a STD or not. ]

Not usually this up for it, I guess.

[Fabian, on the other hand, is always this up for it, and you don't gotta get ready if you stay ready.]

Check my pockets.

[He points to where his pants are strewn. There is probably a condom in the front pocket, and even perhaps a small bottle of lube.]

[ He huffs out a laugh as he crawls towards the edge of the bed, leaning down towards the floor to grab Fabian's discarded pants. Patting them down, Tyler eventually finds that foil wrapper and a small bottle of lube. ]

Not sure we're gonna need this...

[ He's pretty wet already and he definitely hasn't connected the dots to other holes to have sex with. But he tosses the pants back towards the floor an offers the condom to Fabian. ]

Uhh, do you want to put it on yourself?

[ Because Tyler hasn't ever put one on for a guy before. ]

No such thing as too much lube.

[They'll be fine without it, though. Fabian just smiles and takes the condom from Tyler, donning it with a few easy, automatic movements.

He beckons Tyler to straddle him again, then slips his hand under him, gathering some of his fluids on his palm, then strokes his cock with it. He licks his lips as he looks up at Tyler.]

Tell me when you're ready. We'll go at your pace. The best thing to do is try to relax. Kissing should help.

[ He doesn't bother to hide his curiosity as Fabian rolls the condom on, eyes following his movements and getting caught on the hard length of his arousal. He's still not sure how Fabian's going to fit inside him, but he doesn't back down from a challenge.

He can't help but shiver as Fabian's fingers find his cunt again, steadying himself by resting his hands against the man's shoulders briefly. Kissing? He can definitely do that. So he leans forward, slightly more bashful now, and presses his lips against Fabian's. ]

[Vaginas are amazingly resilient things, Tyler. Babies fit in there. Believe in yourself.

Fabian welcomes the kiss, humming against Tyler's lips. One hand slides up and down his back and sides, half-soothing and half-appreciating his body. The other slips between them again to rub at Tyler's clit and get him going again.]

[ The fingers rubbing at his clit keep him in the moment enough so he doesn't get lost in the kiss. His hips rock against that pleasure a little, chasing more of it before the groan bubbling up his throat finally escapes. ]

I'm ready.

[ He murmurs it against Fabian's lips, wanting to feel more of him before he accidentally comes again. He pushes himself up slightly, shifting a little so he can look down between them without headbutting the other man in the process. ]

[Fabian smiles against his lips, then nods. He moves his hand from Tyler's clit to his own cock, stroking it again to ensure it stays hard (he's still a little drunk, so it keeps flagging minutely despite how turned on he is). He lifts a finger from where it's wrapped around the head of his cock to find Tyler's opening, then lines it up, looking down at it with Tyler but mostly moving based on touch and muscle memory. His roaming hand settles on Tyler's waist at the top of his hip, gripping gently.]

Alright. Lower yourself slowly, and breathe. I'll guide you.

[He uses the hand on Tyler's hip to ease him downward while the hand on his cock guides it inside, slowly, gently.]

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