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[ That's not exactly what Logan meant, but... he figures that's good enough. He doesn't want to put this off longer anyway, he's feeling eager to continue finger fucking him. So he ignores the bop of the tail and pulls his finger back, squeezing a little more lube on his hand and then following the instructions to press steadily with two fingers. ]

You're cheeky. Maybe too cheeky.

[ He just has to say that. ]

That was my revised answer!

[Alivian hums as a second finger slides in - and he makes sure he's relaxed enough to take it. His breaths come a little heavier for it.]

Maybe I should have just said "make me" instead.

[When Logan's fingers brush past the tighter parts of his insides, he lets out a short, deep groan and rocks back against his hand, firmly trying to keep his composure when every part of him just wants to ride on his fingers.]

How'd that be for cheeky?

[He's definitely cheeky.]

I would have taken my fingers away if you'd said that.

[ Logan doesn't always like being challenged, but at the same time, he revels in it. This man, and how he does that so often, just makes him absolutely perfect. He looks at him fondly as he moves his fingers in a little deeper, wanting to express love but not sure if it's the right moment.

But his eyes are saying it all. Can Alivian see them? Or is he at a bad angle for it? ]

But since you didn't, I'll keep doing this.

[He can't quite see it, and it's perhaps for the best right now.

[He definitely can't see it when those fingers press deeper, and he keens and ducks his head against his arms with a full-body shiver.]

Unngh, fuck...!! Y-yes, there... More, there, please....

[His hips shake as they reflexively thrust against his hand.]

[ Logan feels he can take over the finger fucking this time, not just let him grind back on his fingers. So he starts moving them and, remembering what Alivian had done to himself before, tests scissoring them just once. He keeps an eye on him. ]

Still good?

[ He won't repeat it if it's not, or if it's too soon. But he's trying. ]

[Alivian's body starts to shake with it, panting heavily as fingers press in, stretch him out.]

Y-yesssss....

[His hips keep trying to meet him, even when they shake too much to remain consistent. He lets out a deeper moan of want as he feels his fingers spreading, gooseflesh visibly shooting up his bare back.]

Logan....

...I want to fuck you so bad.

[ He can't help but voice this, even when he keeps up with the ministrations of his fingers. He's feeling so desperate to do it, he wants so bad to be inside of him. He takes a shakey breath and tries to calm himself. ]

You're so damn hot. You'll be even hotter on my cock.

[ He knows from experience, dammit. ]

Nghh... then... will you fuck me? Please?

[He's learning, or so he hopes, pushing back against his fingers a bit.]

Fill me with your cock, and take your pleasure in me.... I want you to take me over and over until you're boneless in bliss....

Until we're both blissed out. [ He corrects, and withdraws his fingers. Not waiting for the probable disappointment at withdrawal, he lines up his dick and pushes in as deep as he can in one smooth move.

And then waits, shuddering, wanting to see how he reacts. Wanting to make sure he's okay with it. ]

[Alivian almost does complain when those fingers leave his body, only to shout when he's filled all at once, his insides twitching hard, body shivering as a small orgasm hits him all at once. It's not a sensation he's used to, if the deep, shuddering way he draws his next breath is any indication.

[But it does get him to immediately start to push back, to try to eagerly fuck himself on Logan's cock, keening and whining with the effort. It's hard on his knees, but he's far past caring at the moment.

[Hell yeah, he's fine with this.]

[ He can tell he's fine with it, maybe even more than fine. So he starts a decent pace. He doesn't want to go as fast and hard as they did last time, he wants to take the time to enjoy this and the feel of him. ]

Fuck, I was right, you feel so -

[ He's only barely controlling himself here. ]

[The angle is also new -- and more intense. He can't use this position with a toy, and dear fuck does Logan's shaft just... effortlessly rub in the best places. He lets out a giddy, perhaps slightly unhinged laugh at how intense it is, and modifies his own movements to meet Logan's pace. His head's still down low, resting over his good arm while his injured one stays relatively tucked close to his body to spare it from tearing open if he leans on it. He trusts Logan to hang onto him to help keep him from sliding around.]

This angle is-- fuck.. ohh fuck....

[It takes everything he has not to jerk off right then and there and rush to the finish.]

Were you always-- ngnh, that big....??

[Every so often, Alivian manages to focus just enough to clench on purpose, every pant of breath capped with a whine or a moan.]

...yes?

[ LOgan's really not sure how to answer that. Especially because it's getting way difficult to think, way quickly. He is hanging onto him as he's trusted to, hands on him wherever he can reach. He's just as careless about how hard he presses his fingers in as he had been the previous time. Eventually, he'll figure out he's causing bruises, and ask if he should stop that. ]

Didn't spontaneously grow.

[ He's probably taking dirty talk way too seriously. It's his way, sometimes. ]

N-not what I.. ngh...

[God it's good, though. The grip on his hips, Logan fucking him. His tail keeps twitching with it, and if he wasn't so preoccupied with keeping his balance, he'd completely give in to jerk himself off right now.]

The angle.. makes you feel bigger....

[He tries to flash a look over his shoulder, but it ends up devoid of anything but debauched need. He's not even aware that he's drooling on himself right now.

[He can manage to continue to move with him, feeling both anxious to go harder, as well as enjoying this slower build-up that makes him so very aware of all the noises he's making. His knot aches with the load he's building up, too.

[He can even feel the ache from that grip on his hips, and the bruises they're doubtlessly leaving behind.

[It feels so, so so good....]

Ngh, Logannn....

You look like you're fucking enjoying this.

[ He's drinking him in as he studies him, practically living for how Alivian appears right now. He's just so damn hot and Logan is responsible for him being so debauched, which just turns him on even more. He is having a hard time remembering he wants to go slower, because he just wants to wreck him so bad. ]

So am I. You feel so fucking good inside...

[ He slips a little mentally, fucks a little harder. He doesn't go back to the way it was, groaning at the increased pleasure. ]

[As the sensations feel more intense with the harder pace, Alivian whimpers with it, his whole body shaking. Each grind against his prostate has him leaking all over his coat, marking the dark navy material a stark white.]

F-fuck...!!

[Words are all but gone, his body shaking, insides twitching and fluttering around Logan's cock. Rarely can he control it of his own accord by clenching hard, but he still tries. Whimpers and moans spill out of him, his legs trembling with the pace. Logan's groan only feels even better along his ears, and he reflexively clenches harder around him whenever his partner makes such a sound. Even so far away from his ears, his voice is like a deep caress within the sensitive structures.]

Good... fuck...

[He can't stop leaking a mess over the coat, and his hips shakily buck back against him. His breathing turns ragged and punctuated with sharper whimpers.]

So good-- feels so-- good...!! Yes, yes... please...!!

[He's not sure what he's begging for, precisely.]

Please what?

[ Logan can barely think at this point, so he's not perceiving that it's just a beg for the sake of it, not really asking for anything specific. He's feeling like he's rolling along towards a climax, and if he keeps going like this, or even thrusts faster - he's in danger. ]

Faster? Harder?

[ He doesn't speed it up yet. He doesn't up the intensity. He wants to be asked. He wants to make him ask. ]

Hgnngh....

[Well. This is one thing he can beg for. It does, however, take him significant effort to speak up as he starts to approach his own climax. As if the sensation of leaking with every thrust isn't blissful enough. His skin is flushed a brilliant rosy hue, gooseflesh prickling up in waves, his body shaking more and more as his pleasure rises higher and higher.]

Don't stop-- for the love of gods, don't stop...!!

[ Good enough. He grips his hips harder, shifts a little and starts thrusting with even more effort. The increase in pleasure is instant as it hits him, as he moves faster and with more power. He's not going to stop until they both reach climax and he can feel his own building up.

He keeps muttering Alivian's name now, having moved beyond the words and sentences he managed just a bit ago. This is all the coherency he has all of a sudden. ]

[Alivian starts cursing in earnest, his words starting to sound more along the lines of aborted words in his native tongue than anything even remotely in English. He quakes with the harder, faster thrusts, only to let out a short scream as it all hits him at once. It's a struggle not to bite himself, jaw clenching only to forcibly release with more calls of overwhelmed bliss.

[He can't seem to stop shaking, especially with Logan continuing on. His own hips buck into it, urging him to keep going. Every cell wants him to finish, too, even if it almost feels torturous for himself.]

[ It's not long before Logan finishes too, and his voice is rough and loud with his own expression of climax. He thrusts in one last time, not even thinking to pull out, even though it'll mean more cleanup afterwards.

Hopefully they don't get tempted to do more in the cleanup this time? They can't just keep fucking all the time, can they? They have to find a way home.

Regardless, after Logan reaches his orgasm, he is buried deep and just stays there for a long moment, panting breathlessly. ]

Fuuuck...

[Alivian shouts and keens with him, body shivering and bucking with every thrust inside of him, every throb of his pulse through the bruises at his hips. His load empties heavily over his folded coat, the floor, and even lands on the underside of his chin when he has to brace his head against his hand.

[It takes everything to not bite himself from how overwhelming it all feels. He feels the way Logan's cock throbs where their bodies meet, and something deep inside feels obscenely satisfied....]

Lo...Logan...

[He can't put his thoughts together at all...]

[ Logan pulls out then, making a displeased noise at how it feels to give up that closeness. He immediately feels the need to get closer again in a different way and reaches to try to help Alivian up, pull him close into an embrace. ]

That was... you...

[ No, he can't articulate himself either. It's just impossible, so he gives up trying and trails off. ]

[The displeasure is mutual; Alivian lets out a deep groan of disappointment, shivering with the stimulation from movement alone. The urge to put something back in there makes him whimper, but he does comply with Logan's attempt to move him.

[The embrace hits... different. Warm, and soft, and... he doesn't know what words fit.]

Awww. Pulled out so soon...

[It's the only thing he can think of at the moment.]

Edited 2024-09-16 23:03 (UTC)

[ Logan grumbles something that sounds like 'yeah'. He dislikes himself for making that choice, at least temporarily. He grips a little tighter to him, holds him closer, and can't help but kiss him quickly and softly. ]

You felt so damn good.

[ Words! He finally managed a coherent sentence! ]

Edited 2024-09-16 23:26 (UTC)

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