Well, he might be able to find out soon but if he's feeling what he thinks he is, then he's pretty sure that Takashi feels the same as he did before. ]
A lot's changed, but a lot as stayed the same too, you know.
[ And it's those parts that Takashi should be concentrating on. Like the gentle but familiar roll of Adam's hips upward in return to his boyfriend's. ]
...
[ Oh. He hadn't really considered it from that angle. ]
Mmm, well, I hope this goes easier than the first time, in that case.
[ He's totally joking.
Although they did fall off the bed, if Takashi remembers. Probably the proudest bruise Adam has ever had. ]
[The comment about a lot staying the same makes him smile softly, and he wants to comment on it, but then the roll of Adam's hips come and. Well then. The soft smile becomes a grin and he captures Adam's mouth in a new kiss, open mouthed and playful, nothing gentle about it. He hasn't gotten any in years and now that he's gaining confidence thanks to Adam's words, it's starting to show.
The joke works, Shiro laughs and finally lets go of his boyfriend's chest to sit up right on Adam's lap, a knee on each side of his hips. Enjoy the curve of his ass on your bulge!]
There's no way it can go worse than the first time. [Yes, he remembers. He still holds the memory that first time close to his heart, because virgin teenagers do what they can in a Garrison bunk, but he knows it wasn't the best.] I'd like to believe we've learned a couple of things since then.
[He starts rolling his hips, biting his lower lip as their lower parts keep rubbing against each other.]
[ The kiss is nice, wet and sloppy and reminiscent of how things had been going the night before. Adam is ready to go in for another when Takashi moves up, but he can't say he's complaining. He settles his hands on Takashi's thighs, not bothering to quite the groan that escapes him when the other man rubs down on his growing erection.
Shit.
He releases a ragged breath, hanging off the end of a laugh. ]
One or two, at least.
[ He grips down and he presses his hips up in return. ]
But the bruise you got right in the center of your forehead was pretty cute.
[That groan is music to his ears, gosh, and this is very hot but also therapeutic. Shiro is usually very touchy in every day life -hand on shoulders, a playful nudge, ruffling young heads- and that habit usually grows ten times in bed, not being able to keep his hands off his lover. Sex is all about the connection after all!
This though... even if he isn't doing much touching now, this is amazing. Powerful. Considering all his nervousness and self-consciousness about his body, sitting like this and letting Adam ogle him does wonders for his confidence. Adam has gained more experienced through the years and could have any man out there with a better body and a saner mind, but he's here pressing his hips against Shiro's and enjoying what Shiro is doing for him.
Maybe last night was a failure, but it's now worth it for this little piece of heaven.]
That's because you like leaving your mark on me. [He bends over, hips still doing the grinding as his only hand drops on Adam's chest and Shiro's bangs brush his boyfriend's forehead.] I thought the way you got stuck in your Garrison shirt was very cute, too.
[He gives Adam's current shirt a tug. Wearing too much, mister.]
[ He honestly couldn't care less about the night before in comparison to what he's got right now. Takashi's attention, yes, but also his comfort. And his trust. Both of those are more important than anything else that might have happened.
Plus, Takashi is being all kinds of wonderfully distracting already.
He gives a breathy laugh at the remark, the heat of his breath spreading across Takashi's lips with their faces being so close. ]
You're not wrong.
[ Adam's hands have to, sadly, leave the other man's thighs, but he does take hold of Takashi's head for a moment so they can share a deep kiss. When he pulls back, he's wearing a lazy smile. ]
Thanks, but let's not go for an encore on that one.
[ With that, he releases Takashi's head and takes off his glasses, setting them aside on the mattress for a moment. (He's learned the hard way that throwing off his shirt in a rush can send them flying or stabbing himself in the eye with them as they get tangled up in his shirt.) He makes quick work of his own shirt, much less self-conscious but with less to show for it, he feels. Takashi's added bulk doesn't really help when he thinks about the weight he's lost in his coma, but he's working it back. A few small, white slivers of old scars along his left ribcage and the edge of his left shoulder are a small price to pay for how his plane had gone down.
He's more than ready to turn his attention back to Takashi, running his hands across his boyfriend's shoulders, even to where the new metal port sits. ]
[Shiro moans into the kiss, hips giving a particular hard thrust against Adam's as the kiss gets deeper and messier. Gosh, he's really been needing this. To be touched without insecurities, to let go and not think too hard for a while. To relax and enjoy a piece of happiness in this universe that hates him so much.]
Definitely no encores. The only thing I want you to wear next time is my uniform.
[Oh no, he hasn't forgotten about that, which should surprise absolutely nobody.
He pulls back a bit to give Adam some room to take off his shirt, eyes hungrily wandering over revealed skin, quickly noticing the scars. Small price indeed, but they still make Shiro wish he had punched Sendak ten times harder for it.
The hands on his shoulders feel really nice -Shiro is all about being touchy of course- and it doesn't escape him that the metal port isn't an inconvenience, that that part of his body isn't getting ignored. Ready to return the favor, he hums in approval and comes closer again to kiss the scars on Adam's left shoulder.]
Your left and my right, [He comments between soft kisses.] we complete each other.
[ Not that he's complaining. He had always thought that one of the the nice parts about having a boyfriend was that it was easy to borrow clothes if necessary--he grew up with two women, it's a novelty--but he had no idea what he was getting into. Originally.
Now he totally knows and will continue to employ it to his advantage.
He doesn't miss where Takashi is placing his attention. It brings a soft smile to his lips as he turns his blurred gaze to the other man's shoulder as well, sliding his hands down his back.
Then Takashi has to go and say that.
Adam pauses. Then snorts. It's terribly sweet. ]
I'm not quite as rugged.
[ So Adam squeezes his butt instead. ]
But if you make one joke about needing a "hand"y, I'm going to bite you.
[Wow, a snort! He's just trying to be romantic over here! To make up for the cockblocking last night! As a bit of revenge, he drops all his body weight on top of Adam. Take that beef since you like it so much.]
You mock my romance and take my puns away from me, why do I like you again?
[Translation: he's bee doing hand jokes since he escaped the Galra, too late for limits, Adam.]
I don't need a hand. [And to show he is still strong even when he has left his arm on the night table, he rolls them over in one quick movement, leaving Adam on top on him now. Now he can find out if those boobs are as comfortable as they look, maybe?] I only need you.
[The grin on his face says he's doing it on purpose now.]
[ Okay, he wasn't expecting that. His laugh is caught in a cough as he wiggles in a very feigned attempt ot get free. ]
Watch it. You're a heavyweight, now.
[ He can totally take it. Bu tAdam appears to think about the question for a moment as he taps out a pattern on Takashi's spine. He pauses when he comes up with an answer: ]
My dazzling intelligent and sharp wit? Ah--wait, nevermind. I feed you.
[ It looks like Takashi is about to get all sentimental again, which Adam is willing to reciprocate this time, but he's appropriately thrown off guard.
Oh. Well, then. Adam is clearly surprised given his widened eyes and slack mouth. But not disappointed. Not in the least. He will gladly take this position and get to enjoy Takashi's chest another way, yes. But as he regains his composure, he sighs, unable to stop the smile as he leans forward. ]
You're a Hallmark Card.
[ And kisses him. Slowly. ]
You're lucky you're so cute.
[ And again, running one hand up his chest, while the other traveling down to where their erections sit, pressed together but still continued by clothing. He rubs the mounds together with one hand, inhaling sharply. ]
[Being heavyweight is the point of the drop. Shiro considers wiggling too, just to be a bit more annoying about it, revenge in name of his poor puns, but then Adam is running his hand on his spine and that soothes him. Almost like a dog.
And this dog would be wagging his tail when Adam shows surprise in those wide eyes and slack mouth, but since he's a person, you get a cocky smirk instead. Oh yes, he's so pleased with himself now. He won't even pout at the Hallmark Card thing, by now his team has called him worse.
So he has a habit for cheesy speeches... sue him! But mmh, kisses. Shiro's hand buries fingers in Adam's hair as he kisses back, taking advantage of the slowness to taste every inch of Adam's mouth, to commit it to memory again.]
You can't feed me anymore. What will-- ah. Hunk say. [That little interruption comes courtesy of Adam's touch on his erection, which causes Shiro to thrust up again and pull a bit at his boyfriend's hair. He's fully hard now, and even with pants on you can tell one thing about Shiro's body hasn't changed: it still matches how big his body is.] I-I've always known-- your only interest-- is my looks and fame.
[Sorry, he's a bit distracted at the moment. Having someone touching him there, even with clothes on, is a big deal. He hasn't done this in so long, and being touch starved doesn't help. His whole body feels hot and he wants nothing more than make the pants go, but that would mean pausing the touching - and we can't have that, now can we? Legs get crossed around Adam's waist, heels digging into his ass to push him down, silently asking for more as his hips grind against his boyfriend's hand and his mouth searches for more kisses.]
[ Adam hums a laugh into Takashi's mouth, answering the silent request with a roll of his own hips. He manages to get a few words in between kisses. ]
Guilty as charged.
[ He sucks on the other man's tongue as he thrusts his hips forward, pressing their erections together and into his own hand. ]
Can you blame me?
[ The warmth emanating from Takashi's pants alone is enough to make him shiver, but the delicious friction of the fabric of his own underwear against that bulge sends happy sparks down his spine. ]
You're so fucking--
[ He tightens his hold with a quick squeeze, sucking in a breath as he bites Takashi's lip. ]
--hot.
[ With that, he let's go. He's already feeling the loss of pressure from his palm on his own erection, but it doesn't stop the movement of his hips as he grinds down. Instead, his hand doesn't wander far to go right under the waistband of his boyfriend and he gropes for his cock. Adam pulls it free, feeling a surge of excitement as he gets to handle it again for the first time in a very, very long time. ]
[Shiro has always been one for slow love making - for him sex is about enjoying each other's touch and bodies, connecting in a intimate level. Quickies aren't really his thing, and he and Adam only got into them or into "hard and fast" because of busy schedules that would keep them apart. Some times missions meant being apart from each for an entire month or even three.
So imagine what happens after years.
It's amazing how Mister Focus and Patience is quickly coming undone, the mix of Adam touching his starved skinand all the words of praise for his broken body shaking him to the core. He kisses and sucks on Adam's mouth in the messiest way, teeth almost clashing and a bit of saliva running off the corner of his own mouth, fingers guiding Adam's head for more and pulling at hair every time their groins met. It's embarrassing, really, he isn't some horny teenager anymore, but at the moment he can't bring himself to care. Adam is calling him hot, and his brain is finally well gone to accept the compliment instead of doubting it.
He wants to do more, touch more, but it's kinda hard with just one hand. He's promised himself he wouldn't bring the weird robo arm into their first time, though, so he decides to lose his little controlling grab of Adam's head to let his hand fall on his boyfriend's back - just in time, too. Nails dig in dark skin when finally his cock is freed and touched. Shiro's body arches in a thrust, kiss broken for a moment so he can throw his head back too and moan.]
...shit.
[Oh, look, only cursing in bed is still a Shirogane thing.]
[ Adam is very glad to know that that is one of the things that hasn't changed. He always enjoyed knowing exactly how much Takashi was enjoying himself to how many profanities he could muster. So he can't help but smile. And he doesn't hesitate to start stroking his boyfriend's cock as he leans down to place a series of kisses along his shoulder. ]
If you've got any lube, this'll be easier.
[ To jack him off, that is. He's content with taking things step by step as they rediscover each other--much like Takashi is in regards to his new robotic hand, Adam is fine with not taking things "all the way" right off the bat. As long as he's touching and being touched, he's happy.
And he is most definitely doing some heavy touching. He continues to grind his own hips up, pressing his still clothed erection to his boyfriend's balls in time with the strokes of his hand. ]
[Lube? There's some in his private bathroom, he thinks. While he hasn't fingered himself in forever, lube makes jerking off easier, just like Adam is saying.
He wants to communicate that. And he tries - really, really hard (pun maybe intended). Some mumbled words do come out. Kinda. It's hard to talk when Adam goes for the heavy touching, pressing his clothes against Shiro's dick like that. He's a very tactile person, so the friction of fabric put together with everything else-
Someone touching him after years of being touch starved...
Adam calling his broken body hot...
Him recovering from a hangover...
The quiznaking stress...
The location of the lube is tried to be said again, and this time a couple of Japanese words come out - and Adam knows what it means when Shiro forgets how to English. His whole body arches again and, as he moans Adam's name, he comes all over his boyfriend's hand and stomach, nails digging extra hard on Adam's back this time. Sorry for any marks, babe.
It takes him a moment to come back from his orgasm high - he stays there panting, and staring at the ceiling. It can't compare to the orgasms he used to have when they were together, but after touching himself for so long, this one is a good one.
...well, as good as one that comes too early can be, of course. Shiro's eyes widen when he realizes this.]
Did I just-- [His whole face gets red and he covers it with his hand. He's ruined things - again.] Oh my god.
[Brb, wanting the ground to swallow him now. To think he said they could do better than their first time... famous last words.]
[ Maybe he should have seen this coming, but Adam isn't upset at all. The signs are there as soon as Takashi has trouble speaking, and then slipping into his native tongue--yeah. He knows what's about to happen. So he makes an effort to squeeze the base of Takashi's cock as he arches and it's explosive, in quick spurts. Adam pumps him until he's fully spent.
At least it doesn't end up on his face. He'd prefer to be sucking him off for that.
Takashi is understandably embarrassed, but Adam just chuckles. ]
Didn't know you missed me that much.
[ He'll let the other man wallow for a moment as he cleans his hand off. With his tongue. ]
[Nice sexy licking there, but Shiro isn't in the mood to appreciate it. Huffing, he grabs the pillow next to his and playfully hits Adam with it, then covers his face with it.]
It's not funny. I said I wouldn't ruin it again! What if I can't--
[-do it normally again, he thinks. Please, don't let this another thing mental issues have taken from him.]
[Nooo don't tug the pillow down, it means you can see his pouting! A sigh.]
Of course I enjoyed myself. [He sits up, not having trouble accommodating Adam on his lap (who cares about his hanging dick in there, not him) before cupping Adam's cheek.] But I was trying to give us -you- a nice "new" first time. Especially after yesterday...
[Yet his issues keep getting in the way. He's afraid it'll become too much -again. He gives Adam a sweet kiss.]
Can I finish you off? It's ok if I destroyed the mood again. [Yes, he's overthinking and overworrying about this.]
[He's teasing. If Adam says it was nice, he'll try to believe him. That's what he's working on after all, doubting less and accepting the affection for his broken body.
That doesn't mean he's any less stubborn, of course, and he's determined to make Adam have a time better than "nice". His arm closes around his boyfriend's waist and as Shiro kisses him silly, he turns their bodies around so he can sit Adam on the pillows.
The kisses continue as nervous fingers run down Adam's chest and belly, then stop at his pants to open them. Once again, he's grateful he's had to learn to handle things with just one hand for himself, which means at least at this he isn't a clumsy idiot. Hopefully Adam doesn't mind him being a bit slower in that regard, the fumbling on his hand on his bulged crotch is probably killing him, he thinks.
After sucking on Adam's tongue thoroughly, his mouth starts making its way down too, dropping butterfly kisses on dark skin, and mouthing the clothed erection after pulling the pants down just enough for what he needs. He's a man with a plan, and he wants to see it through, but he's also taking it one step at the time as his muscle memory comes back to him.
A determined hand grabs Adam's legs, one at the time, and puts them on his shoulders. Better get comfy here, Adam...]
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Adam --> Shiro
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Does all of you?
[ No, he knows Takashi doesn't.
...Probably doesn't it.
Well, he might be able to find out soon but if he's feeling what he thinks he is, then he's pretty sure that Takashi feels the same as he did before. ]
A lot's changed, but a lot as stayed the same too, you know.
[ And it's those parts that Takashi should be concentrating on. Like the gentle but familiar roll of Adam's hips upward in return to his boyfriend's. ]
...
[ Oh. He hadn't really considered it from that angle. ]
Mmm, well, I hope this goes easier than the first time, in that case.
[ He's totally joking.
Although they did fall off the bed, if Takashi remembers. Probably the proudest bruise Adam has ever had. ]
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[The comment about a lot staying the same makes him smile softly, and he wants to comment on it, but then the roll of Adam's hips come and. Well then. The soft smile becomes a grin and he captures Adam's mouth in a new kiss, open mouthed and playful, nothing gentle about it. He hasn't gotten any in years and now that he's gaining confidence thanks to Adam's words, it's starting to show.
The joke works, Shiro laughs and finally lets go of his boyfriend's chest to sit up right on Adam's lap, a knee on each side of his hips. Enjoy the curve of his ass on your bulge!]
There's no way it can go worse than the first time. [Yes, he remembers. He still holds the memory that first time close to his heart, because virgin teenagers do what they can in a Garrison bunk, but he knows it wasn't the best.] I'd like to believe we've learned a couple of things since then.
[He starts rolling his hips, biting his lower lip as their lower parts keep rubbing against each other.]
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Shit.
He releases a ragged breath, hanging off the end of a laugh. ]
One or two, at least.
[ He grips down and he presses his hips up in return. ]
But the bruise you got right in the center of your forehead was pretty cute.
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This though... even if he isn't doing much touching now, this is amazing. Powerful. Considering all his nervousness and self-consciousness about his body, sitting like this and letting Adam ogle him does wonders for his confidence. Adam has gained more experienced through the years and could have any man out there with a better body and a saner mind, but he's here pressing his hips against Shiro's and enjoying what Shiro is doing for him.
Maybe last night was a failure, but it's now worth it for this little piece of heaven.]
That's because you like leaving your mark on me. [He bends over, hips still doing the grinding as his only hand drops on Adam's chest and Shiro's bangs brush his boyfriend's forehead.] I thought the way you got stuck in your Garrison shirt was very cute, too.
[He gives Adam's current shirt a tug. Wearing too much, mister.]
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Plus, Takashi is being all kinds of wonderfully distracting already.
He gives a breathy laugh at the remark, the heat of his breath spreading across Takashi's lips with their faces being so close. ]
You're not wrong.
[ Adam's hands have to, sadly, leave the other man's thighs, but he does take hold of Takashi's head for a moment so they can share a deep kiss. When he pulls back, he's wearing a lazy smile. ]
Thanks, but let's not go for an encore on that one.
[ With that, he releases Takashi's head and takes off his glasses, setting them aside on the mattress for a moment. (He's learned the hard way that throwing off his shirt in a rush can send them flying or stabbing himself in the eye with them as they get tangled up in his shirt.) He makes quick work of his own shirt, much less self-conscious but with less to show for it, he feels. Takashi's added bulk doesn't really help when he thinks about the weight he's lost in his coma, but he's working it back. A few small, white slivers of old scars along his left ribcage and the edge of his left shoulder are a small price to pay for how his plane had gone down.
He's more than ready to turn his attention back to Takashi, running his hands across his boyfriend's shoulders, even to where the new metal port sits. ]
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Definitely no encores. The only thing I want you to wear next time is my uniform.
[Oh no, he hasn't forgotten about that, which should surprise absolutely nobody.
He pulls back a bit to give Adam some room to take off his shirt, eyes hungrily wandering over revealed skin, quickly noticing the scars. Small price indeed, but they still make Shiro wish he had punched Sendak ten times harder for it.
The hands on his shoulders feel really nice -Shiro is all about being touchy of course- and it doesn't escape him that the metal port isn't an inconvenience, that that part of his body isn't getting ignored. Ready to return the favor, he hums in approval and comes closer again to kiss the scars on Adam's left shoulder.]
Your left and my right, [He comments between soft kisses.] we complete each other.
[Shiro, you sap.]
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Some things never change, huh?
[ Not that he's complaining. He had always thought that one of the the nice parts about having a boyfriend was that it was easy to borrow clothes if necessary--he grew up with two women, it's a novelty--but he had no idea what he was getting into. Originally.
Now he totally knows and will continue to employ it to his advantage.
He doesn't miss where Takashi is placing his attention. It brings a soft smile to his lips as he turns his blurred gaze to the other man's shoulder as well, sliding his hands down his back.
Then Takashi has to go and say that.
Adam pauses. Then snorts. It's terribly sweet. ]
I'm not quite as rugged.
[ So Adam squeezes his butt instead. ]
But if you make one joke about needing a "hand"y, I'm going to bite you.
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You mock my romance and take my puns away from me, why do I like you again?
[Translation: he's bee doing hand jokes since he escaped the Galra, too late for limits, Adam.]
I don't need a hand. [And to show he is still strong even when he has left his arm on the night table, he rolls them over in one quick movement, leaving Adam on top on him now. Now he can find out if those boobs are as comfortable as they look, maybe?] I only need you.
[The grin on his face says he's doing it on purpose now.]
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[ Okay, he wasn't expecting that. His laugh is caught in a cough as he wiggles in a very feigned attempt ot get free. ]
Watch it. You're a heavyweight, now.
[ He can totally take it. Bu tAdam appears to think about the question for a moment as he taps out a pattern on Takashi's spine. He pauses when he comes up with an answer: ]
My dazzling intelligent and sharp wit? Ah--wait, nevermind. I feed you.
[ It looks like Takashi is about to get all sentimental again, which Adam is willing to reciprocate this time, but he's appropriately thrown off guard.
Oh. Well, then. Adam is clearly surprised given his widened eyes and slack mouth. But not disappointed. Not in the least. He will gladly take this position and get to enjoy Takashi's chest another way, yes. But as he regains his composure, he sighs, unable to stop the smile as he leans forward. ]
You're a Hallmark Card.
[ And kisses him. Slowly. ]
You're lucky you're so cute.
[ And again, running one hand up his chest, while the other traveling down to where their erections sit, pressed together but still continued by clothing. He rubs the mounds together with one hand, inhaling sharply. ]
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[Being heavyweight is the point of the drop. Shiro considers wiggling too, just to be a bit more annoying about it, revenge in name of his poor puns, but then Adam is running his hand on his spine and that soothes him. Almost like a dog.
And this dog would be wagging his tail when Adam shows surprise in those wide eyes and slack mouth, but since he's a person, you get a cocky smirk instead. Oh yes, he's so pleased with himself now. He won't even pout at the Hallmark Card thing, by now his team has called him worse.
So he has a habit for cheesy speeches... sue him! But mmh, kisses. Shiro's hand buries fingers in Adam's hair as he kisses back, taking advantage of the slowness to taste every inch of Adam's mouth, to commit it to memory again.]
You can't feed me anymore. What will-- ah. Hunk say. [That little interruption comes courtesy of Adam's touch on his erection, which causes Shiro to thrust up again and pull a bit at his boyfriend's hair. He's fully hard now, and even with pants on you can tell one thing about Shiro's body hasn't changed: it still matches how big his body is.] I-I've always known-- your only interest-- is my looks and fame.
[Sorry, he's a bit distracted at the moment. Having someone touching him there, even with clothes on, is a big deal. He hasn't done this in so long, and being touch starved doesn't help. His whole body feels hot and he wants nothing more than make the pants go, but that would mean pausing the touching - and we can't have that, now can we? Legs get crossed around Adam's waist, heels digging into his ass to push him down, silently asking for more as his hips grind against his boyfriend's hand and his mouth searches for more kisses.]
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Guilty as charged.
[ He sucks on the other man's tongue as he thrusts his hips forward, pressing their erections together and into his own hand. ]
Can you blame me?
[ The warmth emanating from Takashi's pants alone is enough to make him shiver, but the delicious friction of the fabric of his own underwear against that bulge sends happy sparks down his spine. ]
You're so fucking--
[ He tightens his hold with a quick squeeze, sucking in a breath as he bites Takashi's lip. ]
--hot.
[ With that, he let's go. He's already feeling the loss of pressure from his palm on his own erection, but it doesn't stop the movement of his hips as he grinds down. Instead, his hand doesn't wander far to go right under the waistband of his boyfriend and he gropes for his cock. Adam pulls it free, feeling a surge of excitement as he gets to handle it again for the first time in a very, very long time. ]
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So imagine what happens after years.
It's amazing how Mister Focus and Patience is quickly coming undone, the mix of Adam touching his starved skinand all the words of praise for his broken body shaking him to the core. He kisses and sucks on Adam's mouth in the messiest way, teeth almost clashing and a bit of saliva running off the corner of his own mouth, fingers guiding Adam's head for more and pulling at hair every time their groins met. It's embarrassing, really, he isn't some horny teenager anymore, but at the moment he can't bring himself to care. Adam is calling him hot, and his brain is finally well gone to accept the compliment instead of doubting it.
He wants to do more, touch more, but it's kinda hard with just one hand. He's promised himself he wouldn't bring the weird robo arm into their first time, though, so he decides to lose his little controlling grab of Adam's head to let his hand fall on his boyfriend's back - just in time, too. Nails dig in dark skin when finally his cock is freed and touched. Shiro's body arches in a thrust, kiss broken for a moment so he can throw his head back too and moan.]
...shit.
[Oh, look, only cursing in bed is still a Shirogane thing.]
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If you've got any lube, this'll be easier.
[ To jack him off, that is. He's content with taking things step by step as they rediscover each other--much like Takashi is in regards to his new robotic hand, Adam is fine with not taking things "all the way" right off the bat. As long as he's touching and being touched, he's happy.
And he is most definitely doing some heavy touching. He continues to grind his own hips up, pressing his still clothed erection to his boyfriend's balls in time with the strokes of his hand. ]
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He wants to communicate that. And he tries - really, really hard (pun maybe intended). Some mumbled words do come out. Kinda. It's hard to talk when Adam goes for the heavy touching, pressing his clothes against Shiro's dick like that. He's a very tactile person, so the friction of fabric put together with everything else-
Someone touching him after years of being touch starved...
Adam calling his broken body hot...
Him recovering from a hangover...
The quiznaking stress...
The location of the lube is tried to be said again, and this time a couple of Japanese words come out - and Adam knows what it means when Shiro forgets how to English. His whole body arches again and, as he moans Adam's name, he comes all over his boyfriend's hand and stomach, nails digging extra hard on Adam's back this time. Sorry for any marks, babe.
It takes him a moment to come back from his orgasm high - he stays there panting, and staring at the ceiling. It can't compare to the orgasms he used to have when they were together, but after touching himself for so long, this one is a good one.
...well, as good as one that comes too early can be, of course. Shiro's eyes widen when he realizes this.]
Did I just-- [His whole face gets red and he covers it with his hand. He's ruined things - again.] Oh my god.
[Brb, wanting the ground to swallow him now. To think he said they could do better than their first time... famous last words.]
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At least it doesn't end up on his face. He'd prefer to be sucking him off for that.
Takashi is understandably embarrassed, but Adam just chuckles. ]
Didn't know you missed me that much.
[ He'll let the other man wallow for a moment as he cleans his hand off. With his tongue. ]
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It's not funny. I said I wouldn't ruin it again! What if I can't--
[-do it normally again, he thinks. Please, don't let this another thing mental issues have taken from him.]
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You haven't ruined anything, Takashi. Did you enjoy yourself?
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Of course I enjoyed myself. [He sits up, not having trouble accommodating Adam on his lap (who cares about his hanging dick in there, not him) before cupping Adam's cheek.] But I was trying to give us -you- a nice "new" first time. Especially after yesterday...
[Yet his issues keep getting in the way. He's afraid it'll become too much -again. He gives Adam a sweet kiss.]
Can I finish you off? It's ok if I destroyed the mood again. [Yes, he's overthinking and overworrying about this.]
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[ He reassures, returning the kiss without hesitation. ]
Mmm...if you want, I won't object.
[ He's still pretty hard. Getting Takashi off is enough to keep him going, even without being touched. ]
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[He's teasing. If Adam says it was nice, he'll try to believe him. That's what he's working on after all, doubting less and accepting the affection for his broken body.
That doesn't mean he's any less stubborn, of course, and he's determined to make Adam have a time better than "nice". His arm closes around his boyfriend's waist and as Shiro kisses him silly, he turns their bodies around so he can sit Adam on the pillows.
The kisses continue as nervous fingers run down Adam's chest and belly, then stop at his pants to open them. Once again, he's grateful he's had to learn to handle things with just one hand for himself, which means at least at this he isn't a clumsy idiot. Hopefully Adam doesn't mind him being a bit slower in that regard, the fumbling on his hand on his bulged crotch is probably killing him, he thinks.
After sucking on Adam's tongue thoroughly, his mouth starts making its way down too, dropping butterfly kisses on dark skin, and mouthing the clothed erection after pulling the pants down just enough for what he needs. He's a man with a plan, and he wants to see it through, but he's also taking it one step at the time as his muscle memory comes back to him.
A determined hand grabs Adam's legs, one at the time, and puts them on his shoulders. Better get comfy here, Adam...]