[ 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.]
[ Tyler does his best trying to relax, consciously putting effort into draining tension and unclenching. The sensation of the condom-wrapped tip of Fabian's cock sends a jolt of pleasure through him, his pussy already slippery and slightly swollen with his need.
When Fabian's cock finally starts sinking into him, slow and steady, he can't help but gasp, a low groan spilling from his lips. It feels both overwhelming and amazing all in one. The only thing he wishes he could change would be to see more of it.
He looks down at the other man from where he's naturally sitting up more, inching himself back onto Fabian's cock, feeling fuller and fuller and more and more turned on. ]
[Fabian whispers soft encouragements, removing his hand from his cock as it slides further in and placing it on Tyler's other hip. His clean hand comes up to comb into his partner's hair, cradling his head sweetly. His own breath hitches and shakes with how warm, wet, and tight Tyler is. Good gods, give him the strength to move slowly.
[ As soon as Tyler is fully-seated he can't help but shiver, his fingers squeezing at the meat of Fabian's shoulders as he settles into the sensation. He can't help the fact his body seems to clench and relax around the man beneath him just as he's testing out how it feels.
And it feels so good, the stretch on the pleasurable edge of too much. ]
Fuck...
[ A whispered expletive, only muted by the fact he's still very aware this isn't even his house. Waking Alyson up because he's having sex with a hot guy isn't on his bucket list. ]
[Fabian exhales shakily. That clenching is divine, and it takes everything in him not to rut up into Tyler or start bouncing him atop his hips. Instead, he threads fingers into his short hair, clasping the back of his head to pull him down so their foreheads are touching.]
No pain, is there? [It doesn't seem so, but he figures he should check.] Let yourself adjust, and move when you are ready.
[ He'd expected there to be discomfort, but he's so turned on by what they've already been doing that it's a good kind of stretch. One that he realizes pretty abruptly he's going to want again and again. He shakes his head against Fabian's forehead, grinning slightly in disbelief that this is happening.
Despite having a crush on Fabian, he really hadn't expected it to go anywhere. Definitely not to the point of losing his virginity.
He's already feeling good, and slowly he starts to move his hips, lifting them slightly so he's working Fabian's cock back out of his pussy. He overestimates how far he's moved and accidentally pulls himself off Fabian's cock completely, the tickle as he's suddenly empty making him gasp. ]
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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. ]
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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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When Fabian's cock finally starts sinking into him, slow and steady, he can't help but gasp, a low groan spilling from his lips. It feels both overwhelming and amazing all in one. The only thing he wishes he could change would be to see more of it.
He looks down at the other man from where he's naturally sitting up more, inching himself back onto Fabian's cock, feeling fuller and fuller and more and more turned on. ]
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[Fabian whispers soft encouragements, removing his hand from his cock as it slides further in and placing it on Tyler's other hip. His clean hand comes up to comb into his partner's hair, cradling his head sweetly. His own breath hitches and shakes with how warm, wet, and tight Tyler is. Good gods, give him the strength to move slowly.
He finally bottoms out inside Tyler.]
Oh... You feel incredible, darling.
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And it feels so good, the stretch on the pleasurable edge of too much. ]
Fuck...
[ A whispered expletive, only muted by the fact he's still very aware this isn't even his house. Waking Alyson up because he's having sex with a hot guy isn't on his bucket list. ]
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No pain, is there? [It doesn't seem so, but he figures he should check.] Let yourself adjust, and move when you are ready.
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Despite having a crush on Fabian, he really hadn't expected it to go anywhere. Definitely not to the point of losing his virginity.
He's already feeling good, and slowly he starts to move his hips, lifting them slightly so he's working Fabian's cock back out of his pussy. He overestimates how far he's moved and accidentally pulls himself off Fabian's cock completely, the tickle as he's suddenly empty making him gasp. ]