bakerstreet | Moment after

[ icly m/f leaning, but oocly ota. friendly, mischievous monkey-tailed fighter moonlights as flighty fuckboy. not good with serious emotions or keeping his shirt on. ]

[ Prompto's still trying to catch his breath, his slim chest rising and falling, sending rivulets of his and Sun's cum running down to the bedsheets. The ceiling of his bedroom is coming back into focus, but the ache in his dick hasn't started to abide after his and Sun's frotting session. ]

I'm gonna fucking die, dude. [ It's yet to hit him that he and Sun have just done the nasty together after letting a couple of drinks get the better of them with a game of chicken. ]

Get off of me, you're heavy... [ He's almost whining at that point. ]

(sorry about the delay!! various rl things are afoot,)

[ Whether it's the alcohol or the post-orgasmic high that's put the buzz in his brain and the breathless, chuckling laughter in his voice, it's hard to say. Regardless, his offense is all feigned: ]

Hey, watch it. This is peak physical condition, you know?

[ Nevertheless, Sun likes to think of himself as a considerate bedmate - no the weirdness of their current circumstances hasn't struck him yet either - so he heeds the whining, rolling off before he gets shoved off.

His well-defined abs are so frequently on display that it's pointless that Sun now gestures at them for emphasis.

...except right they are now glistening with splatters of their cum, copiously mingled, and framed by the lively twitch of Sun's barely-flagging member on his thigh. ]

Can't have a shredded body like this without some extra muscle weight.

( No worries! Backtag me at w/e pace works for you. )

[ No one could probably ever say Sun suffers from whiskey dick, not after what Prompto just went through because of him.

He can't help but follow Sun's gesture toward his ripped body, and dammit - the dude's right. Prompto's pretty sure he's seen statues less jacked than Sun. His cheeks flush, but the room's only lit by whatever ambient light is coming through the window from nighttime in the city. ]

Pretty sure most of that's in your dick. [ Prompto's eyes shift over to it and then down to his in one swift movement, and he tries not to be self-conscious. He's decently sized, but- y'know. Average.

Before he can embarrass himself further, Prompto rolls off his side of the bed and wobbles on his feet before grabbing a half-empty bottle of water from the desk at his bedside. He takes a swig of it and then caps it before rolling it onto the bed at Sun. ]

That's- Have you ever done that with another guy before? [ Prompto hasn't, and he's not sure what he's feeling about it. Not bad, at least. ]

[ Sun laughs again, unhelpfully, even though he obviously doesn't think there's anything wrong with the size of Prompto's dick. It's just hard (heh) for Sun not to let a comment like that go right to his head.

And then there's the blush. Sun doesn't miss much in the dark - the sly edge that enters his grin says it all.

The water bottle he nabs with a grateful nod, while he sits up to rehydrate properly. ]

A few times in combat school, I guess? [ his shrug is nonchalant, too forthcoming even when he isn't boisterously drunk. ] There was this gay guy on my team who was a horny drunk, kinda like you.

[ Sun says, half erect. ]

[ Prompto stares, mouth wanting to drop open if not for the fact that he's forcing it closed. It's like he's cutting off the only escape for the heat in his body, though, because now he has a good view of Sun and his dick again and his own's working its way back up to attention too.

The joys of youthful energy.

But no, Prompto's gotta be cool about this. He shakes his head a little and wanders his way back over to the bed, taking a seat by Sun. ]

I wasn't that drunk... [ He was a good amount of buzzed. Maybe. He shivers as stray drop of their cum, having gone somewhat watery, rolls down his torso, tickling as it crosses his belly. He runs a finger along it and looks at the glistening droplet. ]

Not gonna lie, though- I my ears almost started ringing.

Heh. Looks like your dick agrees on both counts.

[ Sun's going to breeze past that open-mouthed gape for the sake of being the jerk who points out a guy's half-chub, replete with a sloshy jab of the recapped bottle of water for audible emphasis.

Then again, Sun was looking. He still is looking, in fact. Stamina enough to keep up with a Huntsman is impressive! ...Either that, or Sun is losing his touch and he's left Prompto wanting more, and that's a pretty unacceptable thought.

Does he want more? ]

How about you? Are you like... into guys?

[ Prompto shudders at the question. Is he?

The idea of it doesn't exactly turn him off - that would be stupid after what's just happened and how they are right now - but it excites him in a way he's almost forgotten. It's that squirming in your gut when you realize you've fallen for someone for the first time. ]

Shit... I dunno. I'm not... not into what we did. [ And Prompto can't help if he's more than a little physically affectionate, even with his friends. He leans against Sun a bit, letting their shoulders touch. ]

I think... right now, I'm into feeling good with someone, if they're into feeling good with me. [ Prompto smiles a little, and glances over at Sun. He's kind of proud of himself for being somewhat philosophical there. ]

But I think I still need a few minutes to recover.

Hydrate, bro.

[ Sun passes over the water bottle with a companionable grin, leaning back into the pillows behind them to give his beaming friend the room to settle against his shoulder - or his chest.

He's been told they make for a great pillow, and the two of them already did all this without getting weird about it, so why the hell not?

Anyway, the process of getting adjusted gives him a second to think about what Prompto's telling him. Sun thinks... Prompto's just said it better than he ever could. Probably lives it better, too. He's so nice. And pretty cute when he blushes, but cuter still when he looks proud of himself like that. ]

Yeah, I get that vibe. I try to live like that in general, you know?

[ Prompto takes up the water bottle and takes another long swig. He settles the bottle between their hips and takes the opportunity curl up on Sun, resting his head on the other guy's chest. He's not sure if he's into dudes, but he is into physical proximity, and there's a lot of Sun for that. ]

Yeah? Guess that makes sense. With all the girls that were looking at you at the party, kinda surprised you ended up here with me.

[ It was just a game of chicken, after all. Either one of them could've just given up, especially after they ended up making out. Instead, they both of them pushed to the point where they're at now.

Speaking of, Prompto has to admit- kissing Sun's fun. He shifts himself up, so that he's pressing the tip of his nose to Sun's. ]

Was I a good kisser?

I mean -

[ Well? It's a good point.

Once hands had ventured down pants, Sun was a goner - but truth be told, it's pretty clear Prompto had nabbed his undivided attention well before then. It wasn't like Sun hadn't noticed any girls looking his way at the party, because of course he had. And maybe, just maybe, had circumstances played out differently... Sun would have been just as likely to tumble into a makeout sessh with one of them.

Maybe not, though. So, drunk as Sun was and no longer thinking entirely with his brain, the little monkey downstairs had probably just figured kissing was better than no kissing? For sure.

Just like now. Except now, strangely enough, that heady, buzzy feeling is coming from nothing more than the growing closeness of Prompto's lips to his. Sun snorts a laugh through his nose, his tail ceasing its uncharacteristically lazy swings and curling high into the air. ]

Yeah? Obviously.

[ It's only natural and comfortable for Sun to loop his arm around Prompto's narrower shoulders while he closes the distance between them to kiss him again. That was an invitation, right? Sun's pretty sure that was an invitation. ]

When you got me like this, I gotta admit you have technique.

[ A guy's arms around Prompto's shoulders feels different. Prompto's fooled around with girls without getting too far, so he knows what their arms feel like. Sun is strong, and hot. No, like hot. Prompto's realizing he can very much feel Sun's body heat, and it pricks his skin with a new wave of excitement.

That excitement ripples across him like a shockwave when their lips meet.

As quick as it is, all Prompto can feel in that moment is all the places where his and Sun's bodies touch. Sun's words almost don't register. ]

Mm...? [ Prompto gives the sort of slow, languid blink that a cat would give out of affection. The words process, and a lopsided grin spreads across his mouth. ]

Back at you. [ Prompto decides to lean into the tingle in his gut and presses in for another kiss. He tilts his head to the side a little and brushes the tip of his nose against Sun's cheek between kisses to the warrior's lips. ]

You don't gotta be anywhere in the morning, do you?

Mmn,

[ With that second kiss, Prompto's lips meet with a rather self-satisfied hum; Sun is clearly not above basking in a compliment. However scant their combined experience, skill, and arguably interest in other men, it's hard to deny that they seem to be doing it for each other. Prompto is tactile and affectionate in a way that brings out the same in Sun. Especially now that they're naked, and Sun can appreciate the feeling of that taut, sinewy body under his hands.

He's always liked a girl with some muscle, so why should this be different? ]

Nah, nothing that can't wait. Should I stay?

[ Murmured between that kiss and another nuzzle as Sun takes the opportunity to pull Prompto into his lap like he belongs there. Since they seem so intent on folding in on each other - hey, maybe making out again, if he's really lucky! - anyway. ]

[ Prompto lets himself get handled into Sun's lap. It feels awkward again, but the feeling's fading faster with each new step between them. Prompto chooses pleasure over fear and loops his arms around Sun's neck to lean back in again. ]

If you want... Would be nice to have someone to go on a jog with in the morning. [ Prompto chooses his usual cocky playfulness over the novelty of the situation, and he smirks a little. ]

If you're not too worn out, that is. [ Prompto goes for another kiss, sealing his mouth firmly to Sun's. As he does so, he rolls his hips forward to brush his dick against Sun. ]

Heh, that sounds like a ch - mmng,

[ Sun doesn't seem to be aware that anything is or would be awkward, which... can have its pros and cons. It's a pro when he finds someone willing to roll with his impulsivity, which Prompto very much demonstrates with the smirking confidence he puts into his kiss. Whether he's putting on an act or not, it's working for Sun, who responds with a deep moan into the other boy's mouth when he feels Promto's cock press against his.

His hips lift, chasing the friction while he buries his fingers into Prompto's hair and slants his mouth over his, kissing deeply. Giving back just as good as he got, naturally.

Yeah, challenge accepted. ]

Mmhmm.

[ That's the unmistakable sound of a smirk - somehow. ]

[ They're kissing for a while. Prompto's suddenly so very excited to savor Sun's strong build, all the little curves of firm muscle that grace his body. He can't say there isn't a bit of envy in it - all of his hard work growing up has only resulted in the sort of slim body runners and gymnasts get. He's not sure he could ever be a hunk like Sun is.

But he's also enjoying feeling up over him, and there's something hot about envy too, at least in the back of Prompto's head.

In the heat of the moment, Prompto manages to roll back onto the bed and pull Sun back on top of him. His arms work around Sun's neck and he breaks the kiss to catch his breath. ]

I think... Dude, I kinda wanna suck you off... [ Prompto's face is flushed. He glances down between their bodies, eyeing Sun's dick. It's late in the night, but why waste time sleeping? ]

Wh- Really?

[ Fuck. That's hot? Sun blinks partially out of the horny daze that urges him to chase after Prompto's lips - or else go after his neck with his teeth, and anything else he can think of to get that lither body squirming needily underneath his for the second time that night. Fair play, Sun would say, for getting him all worked up with those wandering hands.

He wasn't expecting that, though. Maybe because Prompto is a guy, or because he'd said he hadn't done this before - it hadn't even crossed Sun's mind to ask. His chuckle is ever-so-slightly incredulous, like he can't quite believe his ears (or his luck), but now his cock is throbbing at the thought without a lick of hesitation. ]

Yeah - fuck. I'd love that.

[ Another short laugh, gone huskier this time, hopelessly unable to disguise his own arousal in either his voice or the eager, involuntary jerk of his cock between their bodies. Sun hastily kisses Prompto's lips again - that's how you thank a guy for offering an experimental blowjob, right? - before he rolls onto his side, taking his rock-hard erection proudly into hand like a natural show-off.

You meant right this second, right, Prompto? ]

This is your first time, right? M'ready when you are, bro.

[ That's it. Sun's agreed. It hits Prompto, knowing he's crossed a line that he can't go backwards over, and the amazing thing is? Even if it feels like a perpetual version of that feeling when you're about to take the drop on a rollercoaster, he's actually excited for it?

That last quick kiss is too quick. Prompto misses it already, but he knows he's going to have to keep his mouth occupied with something else.

Prompto watches Sun spread himself out like a natural show-off, and Prompto takes a second to take him in. ]

Yeah... Make sure to tell me what feels good. [ Prompto moves down toward Sun's legs and nudges him onto his back. He figures it's best to spread Sun's legs and settle in between them, his face just hovering over the Sun's erection.

Prompto takes another look up towards Sun's face. He's so fucking hot, Prompto admits to himself. He looks like it's his natural state to just get worshipped or something. Prompto's heart is pounding away in his chest. He looks down toward Sun's cock again and he grabs hold of it by the base. He parts his lips and leans in the final distance to let the tip of his tongue run along the underside of the head.

It tastes... It's... not bad? Prompto lets the initial shock wear off, and he opens his mouth further, letting it engulf the first couple of inches as he starts to suck on it. ]

( no drunken hookups, but ok with consensual use of aphro )

[ profoundly psychopathic ceo of a shady pharmaceutical/chemical company, babel, in his late 20s. friendly and cheery with a deeply unsettling air to him, prone to sudden explosive outbursts when he's frustrated or upset but generally able to rein in his emotional dysregulation long enough to seem 'normal' around strangers. native speaker levels of fluency in english; studied abroad at stanford for his undergrad and law degree with the 'american name' henry jang - very open to crosscanon during this time! sex with him is most likely to be a one night stand/semi anonymous as opposed to in a relationship. big warnings for violence/abuse/manipulation. not interested in writing him against model/idol/musician/social figure faceclaims.

no bathroom/noncon/dubcon, but he's def very into edgier stuff like unsafe gun/knife/bloodplay, violence, etc. - maybe some physical aftercare once he and his partner catch their breath? he's firmly in camp switch, so he can have been on whichever side of that. with amab characters, unless he knows them very well, it's safe to assume he topped. ]

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