bakerstreet | Asks from the heart

[He's getting there, slowly but surely. He always does when she goes slow, teasing him in a way he loves. He also trusts that she'd never push too far past his boundaries- just enough- and he loves her for it.

The more he relaxes, the more sounds he makes. Pleased sounds, that should help reassure Jessica too.]

[That slowness picks up just a bit, just enough that more of her finger presses in, curving so that she can press down against that part she's looking for.]

[ The weirdness of it is slowly fading, and the discomfort is hardly anything bad. It's just a finger, really, and he can definitely take it without a problem. He doesn't want to think about anything more just yet- especially when it comes to overthinking. He just wants to be right here in this moment, opening himself up to something new.

When she presses in more, curving her fingers, he can feel the spark of something inside of him. Barely there just yet, but it's different, and it has him gasping a little. ]

That's good- feels good. Keep going.

[Keep going was better, it was him actively participating in her seducing him. She grinned before she licked around where her finger was buried, then pressed in to the second knuckle. Slow, still. Gentle. But she made it to where she could feel the softness of him from the inside. Then another press as she licked down against the outside of where she was pressing, touching him there from both angles.]

Oh... fuck, that's nice.

[He breathes out, letting his hips rock down into the feeling a little more, despite trying to keep still. Then again, it's not like she said he needed to be still, he just doesn't want to jostle her so much.]

[He does not need to be still. He can move as much as he wants. She'd encourage it, if her mouth wasn't busy. And then it wasn't. She drew back entirely, withdrawing her finger, then opening the bottle of lube.]

This will help a bit.

[Part of her slowness was not wanting to use friction in a place that didn't have its own way of lubricating and easing it.]

Is that the lube? The regular one?

[Just making sure. Asking questions is good, she said. There's a part of him that wants to ask what he should be feeling for too, but- he wants to feel that organically. Not get all worked up about what he should and shouldn't be feeling.]

You still doing alright?

The regular one. I don't want to overwhelm you too much.

[She slicked up two fingers, but she was only going to slip one back into him until he adjusted to it. And she started with that as she gave the curve of his ass a bite.]

I'm doing great, James.

Okay... that's good. Thanks.

[He bites his lip, letting out a soft groan when she slips her finger back into him- this time a lot smoother. Now that he's used to it, it feels a hell of a lot better- feels like his body is taking her in.]

Ah... good. That's good too. As long as you're not- bored.

[One finger pressed in further, slowly, then drew out. She was slow with pressing it back in, but eventually she had worked so that her finger was all the way inside him, giving a wiggling press inward in a hooking 'come hither' motion, much as he did when he fingered her. Only she was aiming for his spot.]

I can't get bored with you, James.

Good, that's-

[ He starts, but there's a deep press, the perfect curve of her finger and he gasps, gripping the sheets hard with both hands, almost pulling away from her touch, but not quite. ]

Oh....wow. Shit. I've definitely never felt that before.

[A soft laugh, and she licked at the spot between balls and hole, kissing in against him as she gave a deeper press, gauging his reactions to see what worked and what didn't.]

[ Oh, it works alright. Her deeper press pulls a long moan from him again, his whole body tensing and relaxing like a rubber band, fingers still tight in the sheets. ]

God, that's... that's fucking good. It's really...good.

[And getting harder to talk, apparently.]

[She opted to reward that stutter with another press of her finger. Her movements were a little quicker, just a little harder, and she kept the timing going with mouth and digit.]

[ He can feel the slow build of it, overtaking his body- his limbs to the tips of his fingers and his toes. His breathing becomes heavier far too quickly, and for a moment it's entirely overwhelming. He doesn't know what to do with it.

Jesus christ is he supposed to remember some kind of code word right now? He can't even think. ]

Jess... Jess!

[She slows, but she doesn't stop. Not with her finger. She moves her mouth away.]

I told you I was going to make you come without touching your dick. In fact, I made a promise.

I...

[ Fuck. ]

I don't think I can do it.

What, come? Why not?

[That was surprising. Enough so that she stopped entirely. It would at least let him articulate it a little more clearly.]

[ He drops his head down heavy against the mattress when she stops, trying to catch his breath, trying to get his thoughts together. ]

I don't know.

[he says finally, suddenly feeling very vulnerable in this position. He breathes some more, then rolls off the pillows onto his back, dragging his hands across his face before he looks at her. He doesn't often feel ashamed around her anymore, but he definitely feels weird.]

Can you come here?

[She watches him, trying to figure out what line got crossed and if she needs to apologize or not. He rolls over and asks for her, and she crawls, naked over top of him and lays down on his body, resting her chin on his chest.]

Are you okay?

[ Jesus, no. There's nothing for her to apologize for. He'd hate to think he made her feel that way, even for a second. If anything, he's the one who should.

When she comes closer, moving to lay on top of him, he feels like he can even his breath out a little better. ]

Yeah- I think so. Sorry.

Nothing to be sorry for. This is your first time with a lot of stuff, James. That's why I wanted to go slow. Fingers and not the toys. Not yet. If you haven't ever had any kind of ass play, that's a big jump.

[ He runs his fingers through her hair, tilting his head up so he can kiss her softly. ]

Yeah- that's it. It's a lot, and it's new, and... it felt overwhelmingly good. I think sometimes my stupid, fucked up brain doesn't know what to do with things like that. Like it's programmed not to deal.

I know. I'm fucked up. I'm...

[Sorry, he almost says about that too, but he stops himself.]

You're a little fucked up, but it's not your fault. I have that too.

[She closed her eyes and sighed as he played with her hair, a small smile at her lips.]

We have time, James. All the goddamn time in the world. They gave you pain. They don't get to take away your pleasure. That's mine.

[ It helps to have her on top of him like this. Her skin against his. It's real, it's good, it's someone he gets to be close to despite everything. Someone who loves him despite it all.

Looking at her face, her smile, it makes a world of difference. ]

Can we try again like this? Where I can see your face? I need to be connected to you. I wanna be connected to you.

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the original flavor

you're telling me. I got back from an OUTSIDE baby shower and was dead the rest of the night lol

eww, outside

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