"No, no--" Kurt interrupts himself by pressing his lips against the top of his other self's head. "That wasn't a complaint. You think you were the only one who was hopeful, as you say? Who was it that encouraged things in this direction?" His hands start to move, skimming over his twin's back in a motion meant to be either soothing or distracting. "I tease too much, sometimes, when I am nervous."
"I would not want you to be nervous. Though, it is terrible of me to say that as I find myself a little as well. We are quite a pair, yes?" He slid a hand up along a scarred chest, tapping fingers lightly over where his other self's heart was. "I would move only as much as you are comfortable with."
"I think for once we are both being fairly average. So much as you can be in this situation," he adds with a soft chuckle, because how can anything about this be normal? Kurt's eyes drift down when he feels a hand sliding up his chest, tongue darting out to wet his lips. "I think--at the risk of being narcissistic--the prospect is far too appealing to let a little case of nerves get in the way."
"It does feel a little bit like an ego thing, yes? I thought it was just me." He chuckled, lifting his head to look up at the face so like his. "Yet, I still find appeal in it. What do you think that says?"
"Could say a few things, really. We are so unique in the world, perhaps it is nothing more than being drawn to someone who looks--familiar. Like most people, but we have not so many who do. Or perhaps the draw is that it is us, and there lies an entire host of reasons why that appeals."
Tilting his head down, Kurt rests his forehead against his other self's. "You know, not to discourage the conversation, but I have thought of something perhaps that will help in our concern about my comfort? What do you think of a slight change in position? You sitting on the bed, und me sitting on you. That should allow me a little more control and take a little of the responsibility off you, hm?"
His eyes closed for a moment, enjoying the closeness before he gave a small nod, looking up at his twin. "You are right. In both things, I think. I am not as... experienced as I would like to be when having to initiate another and I fear there is some... anxiety about causing you harm."
That--something about the combination of the other man's physical reactions and his concern about Kurt's comfort warms his heart. Not quite having the words to express that, he instead tilts his head to steal a swift kiss.
"Then we will do that. Why don't I get the lubrication while you move," he suggests in a murmur, the coils of his tail sliding along and off his twin's cock in preparation, albeit reluctantly.
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Tilting his head down, Kurt rests his forehead against his other self's. "You know, not to discourage the conversation, but I have thought of something perhaps that will help in our concern about my comfort? What do you think of a slight change in position? You sitting on the bed, und me sitting on you. That should allow me a little more control and take a little of the responsibility off you, hm?"
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"Then we will do that. Why don't I get the lubrication while you move," he suggests in a murmur, the coils of his tail sliding along and off his twin's cock in preparation, albeit reluctantly.