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THE ❝FIRST TIME❞ MEME

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♥ When replying, RNG for a number between 1 and 7. The number you get corresponds with the kind of "first time" sex you're having
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THE LIST!

01] Romantic | You waited and waited and waited for the right moment to take this final step with your partner, and it really paid off; neither of you can imagine this night (or day!) to be any better than it is right now.

02] The Only Time | You know somewhere in your heart that you won't be getting a second chance for this. The relationship is forbidden, or they're moving away, or you're moving away, or something is tearing this relationship apart, and that may be the last thing you want.

03] Set-Up | ... Oh. Well. Someone nudged you and this other person together, the one that you may have loved or hated or been friends with your entire life. It isn't completely by choice, but it doesn't sound like that bad of an idea... Or maybe it does. Who knows?

04] Experience Difference | One of you knows exactly what to do, and the other doesn't! Maybe they're just a natural at this kind of thing... or maybe there's a thing or two they haven't told you yet.

05] Hesitant | One (or both) of you aren't quite sure if you're ready for this next big step... at the same time, you want this to happen, though the thought makes butterflies flutter around in the pit of your stomach.

06] Awkward | It feels like everything that can go wrong does go wrong. Relax? You can't relax! This is s-s-s-s-sex-- oh, boy, there's another mistake.

07] Wildcard | This is the "other" option. Choose any of the above or create your own!

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If I'm not, it's my own fault.

[ That's a joke. He comes across the room and feels his heart do a little flip. How is that look at all fair? To his credit, he doesn't blush or look away - he's learned how to keep himself looking mostly calm - but there's a bit of a stutter in his step. Then he reaches the bed and climbs up onto it. He hesitates for a moment and then starts to slide his robe off of one shoulder and then the other. ]

I guess we start by getting rid of these?

[ Underneath the robe, he's slender and wiry, but... not malnourished or anything. He's actually pretty fit, all things considered. ]

[Ah, there's some of that nervousness he'd been expecting. Given that this is Elan's first time, it's only natural. But it's Hiyori's job to help ease him into things, isn't it?

... or they could just throw off their clothes and dive right in, which is apparently what Elan wants. His brows arch a little, eyes trailing over Elan's shoulders and chest, taking in that exposed skin. The boy's not exactly built (which is fine with Hiyori, who doesn't find muscles cute at all!) but he doesn't look starved, either. Whoever was slave-driving him at least paid him enough to buy food. That's a relief.]

Hmm, we could do that.

[He trails a hand down the front of his own robe, hooking one finger inside to tug it open just a little. But that's as far as he goes before he leans in, bringing his face closer and raising his free hand up to trail fingers along the other boy's jaw.]

Or I could kiss you first. Which one would you prefer? ♪

[ part of him does want to dive right in; to take the plunge and just get it over with. But there's something equally appealing about just... taking it a little slowly, perhaps? It's a strange dichotomy. He hesitates for a moment, eyes skimming Hiyori's expression, his breath catching as fingers trace against his chin. ]

Kiss me.

[ He finally says it out loud and leans in to finish closing the distance.

A kiss he can do. A kiss is easy. So he sinks into it and lets their lips touch. For all that he's a virgin, he's apparently kissed people before, because he's handling it with a certain sense of experience, his own hand lifting to caress Hiyori's cheek in turn. ]

["Okay! ♪" he cheerfully responds.

Or tries to. Instead it comes out more like,]

Oka—

[Before his lips are stolen.

He blinks. Though he could've sworn he heard "Kiss me," it was actually Elan who took the initiative and kissed him first. But oh well. That's allowed, isn't it?

Hiyori presses back into the kiss, closing his fingers around Elan's chin. Elan may not be keeping a collection of lip products back home the way Hiyori does, but his lips are soft. No complaints there. And they're warm. No complaints there, either. And the touch to Hiyori's cheek actually feels nice enough that a small shiver runs down his spine. Elan's being an active participant, which is good.

... huh?

Within a matter of seconds, it becomes clear that Hiyori won't need to teach this person how to kiss. Elan seems to know how already, which begs the question of "how." Did someone catch his eye before, after all?

Well, it doesn't really matter who he learned from. Or perhaps, by some slim chance, he's just a natural. Either way, Hiyori doesn't intend to be outdone. He keeps things soft and slow at first, giving Elan a couple more light pecks, before increasing the pressure and sucking at Elan's bottom lip, using the fingers on Elan's chin to drag him in closer.]

Edited 2023-06-25 20:11 (UTC)

[ He said he hadn't had sex before. He never said he hadn't kissed anyone. Is that so surprising? There's a low noise from him and he follows Hiyori's coaxing, leaning into the kiss and letting Hiyori's teeth and tongue drag against his lower lip. There's a soft sigh from him - an exhale - and then he slowly filters his fingers around to the nape of his neck and up into his hair, shifting closer. The kiss deepens, lips parting for Hiyori. It's slow and easy, but... he's doing his best to keep pace and to make this last.

That electric hum that's started in his belly is starting to spread, a shiver running through him.

This is... nice. ]

[The hand in his hair is nice. So nice it inspires him to mirror the gesture, releasing Elan's chin to slide a hand along his jaw and then around the back of his head. Honestly, he just wants to see if he can feel the part that sticks out in the back like a ducktail! Which was the first thing he ever said to Elan, come to think of it. Who would've guessed that stray comment would lead him here? Life is full of surprises.

When Elan parts his lips he takes that as a go-ahead, swiping his tongue against Elan's bottom lip before sliding it into his mouth. The kiss tastes faintly of sugar, thanks to the amusement park treats from earlier. Sweet and soft like cotton candy. Yep, that's not a bad kind of kiss at all. But it's bound to turn into more of an adult kiss as he continues to explore Elan's mouth, searching out his tongue so he can twine them together.]

[ It's still sticking out a little - so he can find that little ducktail. The shower has wilted it a little, though. Although, to be fair, Elan isn't considering much about his hairstyle at the moment. He's much more focused on the tongue in his mouth and the way Hiyori's lips taste and feel. There's a low sigh from him - an exhale that leads into a little, tentative bite against his lower lip. Apparently he's adventurous! Then their tongues twine together and he leans into him, settling against the heat of his body.

It's exhilarating. Also a little frightening; this feels vulnerable and he's always had a hard time letting his walls down. He asked for this, though, so he keeps pressing forward. His fingers wander, tracing the line of his collarbone where it peeks out from underneath the robe. ]

[The bite elicits a soft noise from Hiyori's throat. Anything harder could spell trouble; breaking his skin is strictly forbidden! But that was more like a child or an animal nipping at someone, so it's fine. He doubts Elan will get too rough with him.

He slides his tongue against Elan's, stroking them together slow and wet. Hiyori's not out to conquer or claim ownership, but it would be nice to gradually inflame him, working him up until he's nice and needy. Elan would be cute like that, he thinks. He cups the back of Elan's head in his hand, fingers sliding through damp hair...

His eyes peek open, half-lidded, when he feels Elan's fingers brush his skin. Elan's allowed to chase his own desires, which includes moving onto the "touching each other's bodies" stage. But in that case, Hiyori should also be allowed, so he goes ahead and moves his free hand to Elan's waist. His fingers toy with the sash holding Elan's robe closed, not working on the knot just yet, but tugging it a little looser.]

[ Well, he'll try not to leave any marks. He can practice self-control. For the moment, he shivers. This feels raw and of course it will, it's sex - but it's more than that. It's letting someone in in a way he hasn't before. Emotionally, physically. It's a little overwhelming, but he refuses to run away from it. His fingers circle against warm skin and then he leans back a little, finally breaking the kiss with a low gasp and fluttering eyelids. ]

That was good.

[ His eyes search Hiyori's expression and then drop lower, his hand following suit to tug against the sash. ]

...will you let me see you? [ He's not exactly bashful, but it is the first time he's asking that and being... what? Sincere? Or at least not hiding behind a mask. ]

[Ah, he pulled away. But the view Hiyori gets of Elan's face in the aftermath, eyes half-lidded and cheeks tinged ever-so-slightly pink, is nice to look at, so it's not all bad. (Certainly, he'd rather look at that than all the spaceship stuff!)

The question takes him by surprise, it's so earnest. But he's quick to smile in response. (Or maybe it's more of a smirk; there's certainly no lack of confidence here.)]

Well, you did better at kissing than I expected you to. And you seem really eager, so I guess I can give you a reward ♪

[He slides a hand on top of Elan's, over the one holding his sash. He goes ahead and tugs that knot undone for him, while at the same time pulling the front of the robe open, slipping one shoulder out and exposing half his chest. His skin is dazzling, unblemished and beautiful! Soft, smooth to the touch, totally perfect just like the rest of him!

... in his opinion, anyway. In reality, there's nothing all that shocking about his body: he's in shape, a consequence of living an active lifestyle, but doesn't work out enough to be "built." He does, however, blow a lot of money on bath and skincare products, so he is pretty smooth, if Elan dares to touch. Hiyori certainly does, trailing a hand teasingly down his own chest.]

Oh, I get a reward...?

[ He starts to tease back, but - well. Hiyori is very good looking. His eyes trail over him - his chest and down toward his belly and his breath catches. He leans in with a little hum, a hand lifting and fingers tracing against the very smooth skin. It feels divine, he thinks, and it makes him ache in a way he cannot accurately describe. His breath slips out in a sigh and his gaze lifts as his hand skims lower. He may be inexperienced with this... but he's naturally bold.

So his hand goes lower and lower still, dipping beneath the robe to gently touch the skin of Hiyori's belly. ]

...is it normal to just want to touch someone all over? [ It's a bit rhetorical, really. ]

[He's missed this sort of attention. You'd think that going out onstage in front of hundreds-to-thousands of people and showing off his appeal would satisfy that particular craving, but this—being one-on-one with someone who's plainly captivated by him and seeing their eyes spark with desire—is different. More intimate, more personal.

That he's allowed to touch back is also a plus. He doesn't roam Elan's body, though, or try to take off his robe, even though he's tempted. For now he'll keep the focus on him, letting Elan explore all he wants. What was that he promised to do...? Be Elan's guide to a whole new world of pleasure, or something like that? Yeah, that's what he'll do.]

When it's me? Sure it is!

[But really it's just part of being human. Which Elan gets to discover at last.

He slides a warm palm over Elan's hand again, guiding and encouraging his touch. Hiyori's stomach is soft, naturally. Some might even call it "squashy," although Hiyori will insist that's just a malicious rumor. Heat pools in his groin the lower that Elan's fingertips trail, though if he goes low enough, he'll feel an elastic waistband. It might've been a mistake to put underwear on, given how comfortable Elan seems with getting naked, but those can be done away with easily, so it should be no problem!]

[ Five doesn't want to let himself be swept away by this, but it's a little hard. Intimacy - emotional or physical - is not something he's been lucky enough to have or enjoy. He's had to keep himself guarded and closed off and suspicious. A tool or disposable part, with no real chance at a life of his own. So this - all of this - makes him want more. His fingers curl against the skin of Hiyori's belly and then tentatively tease the elastic waistband he finds down there. His own body feels... warm. A electric heat and tension in his belly that makes him stiff.

It's a familiar feeling, but it's never been quite like this before. Not when he's alone.

But he's always been decisive. He glances up and meets Hiyori's gaze and then... goes for it. His hand drops a little lower and slowly outlines his arousal through the cloth of his underwear. He may be a virgin... but he's also very determined to keep himself moving. He's not passive. ]

[As Elan's fingers dip lower, Hiyori catches his eyes. Seeking permission, perhaps? Elan can touch wherever he wants, and Hiyori opens his mouth to tell him so. But the only thing that escapes is a shuddering breath.

Nope. Not seeking permission, after all.

He's getting hard. He's not all the way there yet—it takes more than kissing for him, usually. But being in bed with someone who's cute and eager to learn, and slowly stripping off his clothes while that person watches with desire smoldering behind their eyes... that gets him going, alright. (It's the exhibitionism.)

He shifts his hips, pressing hot against Elan's hand. He doesn't touch Elan back just yet or finish undressing him; he'd like to continue what he started, but for now it seems best to let the other boy do what he wants, indulging that curiosity of his. He slides a hand around Elan's back, fingers twisting in the fabric of his robe, and leans back on the bed, lazy and indulgent, an expectant smile curving up his lips. More of that, please.]

[ And he does have curiosity. Elan pauses to regard Hiyori one more time as their bodies shift and he has a chance to see some of it slip as fingers grasp at his own robe. He laughs breathlessly and shakes his head as he 'pursues', his other hand sliding down to undo Hiyori's robe the rest of the way. Audacity has saved him before - and here, it makes him want to keep going. To touch, to see, to find out what will earn a reaction. He likes pressing other peoples buttons.

Although, to be fair, part of that is so they don't get a chance to press his, which isn't the healthiest attitude for this, but he's working on himself.

So his fingers squeeze a little, feeling Hiyori thorugh his underwear again, grinding his palm down against him. It's a touch clumsy, maybe a bit too hard - but he's watching for a reaction, interested to see what Hiyori does and responding accordingly. ]

Mmn...

[He squirms, making a keening sound in his throat. There's no shame about grinding himself into Elan's touch, though his cheeks darken a little anyway.]

You're allowed to take those off, too, you know. Unless you're too shy?

[Said with a teasing lilt. Truthfully, no one's acting shy. Not Elan, who's going after what he wants, and certainly not Hiyori, who's leaning back with his robe mostly hanging off him, hips thrust forward and hard cock pushing at Elan's palm. Though Elan's clothes are also falling open, Hiyori's eyes don't wander, staying locked on Elan's face. The hand on Elan's back, however, does do a little wandering: stroking down Elan's spine, then dipping lower to cup his ass through the layers of fabric.]

Is that what you think?

[ He's pretty sure Hiyori doesn't think that, but he also recognizes that it's a part of what they're meant to be doing. He breathes and then finally decides to take action again. He pulls back a little, sitting up so he can shrug out of the robe and undo the sash. He, like Hiyori, is still wearing underwear underneath and it's doing a valiant job of containing his cock, a very clear tent straining against it. ]

Well. Now we're the same, aren't we?

[ His laugh is touch shaky. ]

I'm not really sure what to think, since I don't know you too well.

[Might as well be honest and say that.]

Considering that, I guess we could consider this a bonding activity?

[Chatty as ever, even with someone's hand on his crotch. Though Elan's hand doesn't stay there, since he switches from palming Hiyori's erection to taking off his own robe. This... wasn't what Hiyori meant. He meant Elan could take off his underwear and touch him properly!! Now he feels sort of bereft, hips squirming again.

Well, this result isn't all bad. Hiyori finally breaks eye contact to trail his gaze over newly-exposed skin, eyes raking down Elan's chest and stomach before settling on his groin. It hits different, Elan's "Now we're the same." "The same degree of naked" is surely what he meant.

But Hiyori wouldn't be Hiyori if he didn't misinterpret things on purpose just to tease.]

Yep, sure looks like it.

[A hand reaches swiftly out, and then he's dragging the heel of his palm against the bulge in Elan's underwear. Too light to offer any real relief–another attempt to tease, really.]

Feels that way, too, I'd say.

[ Ah.

Five shivers and goes a little taut as Hiyori reaches right out to drag a hand over him. It's such a frustratingly light touch that it doesn't do more than make him jump and he has to pause to take a breath, his cheeks finally flushing again. He can manage this, he thinks - it's just a touch overwhelming when there's someone else involved. He blows out a low breath and crawls forward, hovering over HIyori with a sort of mock-glare on his face. ]

You can be frustrating, you know that?

[ But apparently he has some confident still, because he reaches down to drag fingers into Hiyori's waistband and tug, working his underwear down around his thighs.

He wants to take a look. ]

[Ah, now that's cute. Embarrassed and irritated? Absolutely adorable! Though still he finds it in him to complain.]

That's not the sort of passionate talk I like.

[But he is trying to frustrate. He closes his hand around the shape of Elan's cock and squeezes, feeling him up just as Elan did to him. Fair is fair, after all, and it shouldn't hurt to excite him a little more. He's just getting his blood flowing, nothing too mean!

But Elan doesn't just sit there and take it. He crawls over him, putting Hiyori at a crossroads. Does he lie back and accept this? He'd thought he might have to be the one pushing Elan down, thanks to Elan's inexperience, but lying back and getting touched and serviced doesn't sound unappealing. For now, he just lifts his hips off the bed, thighs spreading on either side of Elan's waist once his underwear is pushed down. Nothing to obstruct Elan's view now, Hiyori's cock fully hard and stretching towards his stomach. He's allowed to look his fill.

God forbid he lets Elan look at him in silence, though.]

So~!

[He slides both hands around Elan's waist, one finger playing with the waistband of his underwear, but not trying to take anything off yet.]

What are you most curious to do first, hmm?

[ The good news is, he is absolutely succeeding. Five bites down on his lower lip - this really doesn't compare to anything he's done to himself. There's a sense of tension and apprehension that comes with every touch. It makes him tense and taut and his cock responds with a little twitch. Because (as Hiyori's noticed) despite his inexperience, he doesn't like to just sit there and take it. Which is... well, maybe not unexpected of him, but different from the stereotype of a blushing virgin. His eyes flicker, drawing from Hiyori's cock to his face and back down before settling on his face finally. ]

...good question.

[ His hand reaches out and he wraps his fingers around his cock, giving it a tentative squeeze. ]

...I think I want to try using my mouth. If that doesn't offend my would-be teacher.

[ At least he can still snark.

Of course, the caveat is that his blowjob skills are likely to be... not great. ]

[Direct contact certainly feels better. His cock pulses hot in Elan's hand, teeth sinking into his bottom lip. Teasing, like insults, is something he can dish out, but he's never been the most graceful at taking it. Or rather, he's not known for his patience.

At least Elan plans to do more than tease.]

Pretty ambitious for a first-timer.

[Elan's "teacher" doesn't look offended, though. His eyes darken as he pictures it—whether Elan ends up being skilled at this or not, the visual shouldn't disappoint. So he gives up the sass and issues a cheerful response.]

Sure, I'll let you try! To be honest, I'm in the mood to lie back, relax, and be spoiled absolutely rotten, so that should work out wonderfully for me...♪

[More like when is he ever not in the mood for that... But with things proceeding this way, he drops his hands from Elan's waist, starting to lie back as he said he would. Propping himself up on a pillow, and looking up at Elan with that same expectant smile.]

[ He laughs, low and a little throaty. ]

Maybe I'm an ambitious person.

[ And as he says that he splays himself out between Hiyori's legs, flattening against the bedspread. Maybe this isn't exactly what a virgin is meant to do on their first time - but he thinks that he doesn't mind bucking the trend. He likes being in control here. He likes exploring and seeing what makes Hiyori sigh or moan. So he peers up at Hiyori and starts a bit deliberately by kissing against the flat of his belly, fingers wrapped around the base of his cock. He's tentative at first and the next kiss is against the tip of his cock, something feather light and probing, as if he's not sure quite what to expect. ]

[He spreads his legs and gets comfortable, arms resting behind his head on top of the pillow. The very picture of lazy indulgence.

That's not to say there's no excitement. Heat pools low when their eyes meet, eyes going half-lidded as he watches Elan kiss his stomach. Those two longer strands of hair tickling against his bare skin, the sensation making him want to shiver.]

Mm, that's what I like to hear. Do your best to make me feel good, alrig–

[His words die on a gasp as he's touched where he needs it most. His cock twitches in Elan's grip, against Elan's lips, that soft little kiss enough to make all the blood in his body rush south. (Though maybe he can spare a little for his cheeks, which seem to be getting pinker.)

He exhales a breath, simply staring for a moment, drinking in the sight of that pretty face between his legs. (He wasn't wrong about the visual.) Then he takes one of his hands down from the pillow and slides it across Elan's bare shoulder, up the back of his head, and into his hair. He doesn't push Elan's head down, just sinks his fingers in, but it's meant as encouragement.]

[ A part of Five feels like he ought to feel a bit more irritated at seeing Hiyori taking his sweet time and indulging - but another part of him feels very pleased that he can put him into such a state without much first hand experience. The duality of man. So he gives Hiyori a look form underneath his eyelashes and then he gives the head of his cock another little kiss and then another. It's tentative at first and then he punctuates it with a slow lick against that spot just under the head. He's watching, waiting, listening, wanting to feel and see what reaction he earns.

It's important. ]

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my boy was beautiful in today's ep

still need to watch that...

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/finally gets around to watching this week's Gwitch. Nice shot, Elan-kun

He's perfect.

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