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THE ❝FIRST TIME❞ MEME

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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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Then I'll just have to show you.

[It's the last thing he says before he leans in, fingers slipping beneath Elan's chin and tugging him into a kiss. Nothing intense, just a brush of their lips. A promise of what's to come later, perhaps. But also maybe a declaration of intent. He really is serious about taking Elan to paradise, and he'll steer the spaceship there himself if he has to!]

Will you-?

[ Five responds and then he leans into the kiss. It's light and airy and he doesn't mind the promise implicit in it. Instead he simply sighs and leans over to meet him, draping an arm around Hiyori's middle and curling a bit closer. ]

[One kiss turns into two kisses, Hiyori finding no reason to stop. He exhales a breath against Elan's lips, his own mouth tasting like mouthwash. Meanwhile Elan tastes the same as he did the last time. But the position's a little different, and with Elan fully unclothed, his hands get the urge to wander.

He trails the hand on Elan's chin slowly down his neck, over his shoulder, and then down his side, stopping at the curve of his waist and gently stroking the bare skin there. It's a light, exploratory touch. Maybe even a lazy one. But if it happens to get a cute reaction out of Elan or put him back in the mood, well, Hiyori won't complain.]

[ He doesn't mind the mouthwash, not really. This is the most he's ever been kissed in his life and he's not complaining. And more than that, it's someone paying attention solely to him. Just him. Dragging fingers over his skin and making him feel like the most important person in the world.

Ugh, how sappy.

But he does appreciate it.

He sighs. Exhales. And then sits up a little to lean into the kiss, reaching out wrap his arms around Hiyori and drag him closer. ]

[Ah, the kiss broke. Does Elan-kun need a pause? Another breather? Hiyori is very skilled at taking people's breath away, so it wouldn't be a surprise. But no, instead he just shifts position and tugs Hiyori back in, causing Hiyori's breath to stutter.]

Mm...

[He hums against Elan's lips, slinging an arm around his shoulder to return the embrace. He's still got his other hand on Elan's very naked waist, and even though he's been doing a decent job of keeping the kiss light and chaste(ish), it seems his fingers can't stop themselves from wandering! Down they go, sliding over the curve of Elan's hip, sinking into the flesh of the back of his thigh. Meanwhile his other hand starts wandering Elan's back, caressing down his spine in gentle strokes. All places he couldn't have reached while pinning him to the bed.

But they'll probably end up in that position again sooner or later. Won't they?

That's his feeling, but until then, he'll just focus on right now. Sucking gently on Elan's bottom lip, hands running over smooth skin. It feels good to have someone in his arms.]

[ It feels nice to be touched like this; to have someone's hands glide over him and cradle him close and to pepper those soft, teasing touches against him. Five's weight shifts and he lifts his leg and slings it over Hiyori's hip in response, an arm slipping under one of Hiyori's to drag his nails gently down the line of his spine in reply. It's nice. Different. There's nothing to really compete over or to try and make this something to rush.

It's warm.

Even with the buzz of arousal, he doesn't feel a need to rush. Not with Hiyori, not here. It's... nice to be able to take things easy and let himself go for a bit and shove those worries to the back of his mind. So Five sighs softly and leans into the kiss and lets it deepen a little, wanting to get closer. Wanting to taste him. It's good, after all.

He's good. ]

[It feels good to have someone in his arms.

But forget about just the arms. Elan is embracing him with his whole body now, allowing Hiyori to feel his warmth everywhere. And that, combined with the gentle bite of nails on his spine, has his breath catching again and his body temperature rising. ... And maybe something else besides his temperature just rose a little, too.

He can't help it. It's been just a little longer since his last orgasm. And he'd also be lying if he said that pleasuring Elan—going down on him, making him squrim—hadn't been the slightest bit enjoyable. There's still some lingering arousal leftover from that. Still, this slow, languid kissing is nice. He's content to enjoy it. He can behave himself!

But is there really any need? Elan's lips part on a sigh, his naked body pressed oh so close, and it feels like an invitation if Hiyori's ever seen one. He gives in and dips his tongue into Elan's mouth, one hand still roaming Elan's back. A gentle touch intended to be soothing. As for his other hand, though...

It'd be a shame not to appreciate every part of Elan. Which is why he slips a hand over the curve of Elan's ass and squeezes, getting a nice palm full. At the same time, he can use that hand to drag him in even closer, a fine example of multi-tasking.]

[ Five is still recovering a bit from his new experience and while he's not sure he wants to go again just yet, the slow, languid press of their bodies together is certainly pleasant. Something he can savor as their lips press together again and he exhales against his lips. His weight shifts a little and presses closer, sliding a thigh between Hiyori's legs to give him a bit of friction. Something to press against.

Although the squeeze to his ass makes him stiffen (in a couple different ways) and make a low noise against Hiyori's lips. ]

Handsy.

[ He's not complaining. But he does turn the kiss into a little nip against his lip. ]

I guess you appreciate all different parts of me, hmm?

[The nudge between his legs makes him gasp. He resists the urge to rub his cock against Elan—he's not a dog!—but Elan's skin is warm and irresistibly smooth, and his hips squirm despite his attempt to keep them still.

His cheeks are a little red when Elan breaks the kiss with a nip. In some ways, the tables have turned—he's the one who's more worked up, and Elan's in the higher position now. But he keeps his cool, offering up a teasing smile.

And another squeeze, hand palming lower on Five's ass.]

Yep! You know that thing you said before... the one about wanting to touch me all over? It's pretty much like that.

[It's exactly like that, and he tries to demonstrate with actions rather than just words, his other hand stroking down Elan's spine again before sliding around to his front and gliding upwards, towards his chest. Still lazy, still languid. But Elan-kun is really smooth and easy to touch everywhere! And maybe some part of his mind is also working, idly wondering what sort of job (what sort of life) Elan escaped from. Was it manual labor? Based on his build, he wouldn't necessarily assume so.]

After all, there are lots of different places that feel good. And I'd just love to see what cute faces you make when I touch them all...♪

[ There's a shiver as there's another squeeze against his ass and a little squirm from Hiyori's hips. That's cute, honestly. He likes seeing the other get worked up. It's - not exactly a sense of power, but definitely something like control. He flashes a little grin and drags his nails down his chest in response to one of those squeezes, a hum playing in his throat as he considers Hiyori. ]

I'm not complaining.

[ His voice is a low murmur and he leans into him a little more, eyes falling half shut as he basks in the attention he's getting. Smooth, easy touches that leave him feeling heat and tingling pleasure and so much more in its wake. He presses a little closer and presses a kiss against the line of his neck and then his shoulder. It's a lazy little return of affection. But he's starting to get a little more worked up himself - give him some time. ]

Which spots do you want to touch right now, then? You've already touched quite a few of them, you know...

[Elan still isn't content to lie back and take it. And maybe Hiyori wouldn't have it any other way. The nails on his chest make him squirm again, hardened cock pressed hot against Elan's thigh. He opens his mouth, prepared to tell Elan not to leave scratch marks too high up (leaving any marks on his precious, flawless skin would be pretty bold!), but then Elan leans in to press soothing kisses to his neck, and all that leaves his lips is a sigh. Much as he loves toying with people, he also loves to be the center of attention.]

No one's saying I can't touch them again ♪

[He returns the banter with ease, voice a little breathy as he tips his head back, giving Elan all the access he needs. But his hands aren't idle, the fingers on Elan's chest finding a nipple and pinching.]

Plus I've mostly been using my hands so far. It might feel even better if I used something else. Like my mouth, for example. You really felt the difference earlier, right? ♪ I'd just love to leave soft, gentle kisses all over you. Or maybe some marks that won't fade for a week or two?

[He rolls Elan's nipple between his fingers, his other hand sliding up and over his ass again.]

Mm, but if it's a spot I haven't touched...

[He drops his voice a little lower.]

I haven't been inside you yet. So I guess there? Ah, but that doesn't have to be right now, of course. It's just an idea!

[ This is a new experience for him. He's not generally interested in being controlled - not after everything - but Hiyori certainly makes him feel a whole kind of way. He's honestly not sure what to do about it. Not that he can think about it all that long because there are soft touches and pinches and his voice is doing terrible things. He squirms, making a little ow sound as his nipple gets pinched between a pair of fingers. ]

You want to fuck me?

[ He's... well, he's being very crude about it, but sometimes being direct is the best way. At least in his experience. He presses his lips against the line of his jaw, voice dropping to a murmur. ]

If it's you, maybe I'd say yes.

[ He's... kinda playing coy. It's sort of what he does, it seems. ]

Do you want to try?

[Ugh, again with the crude language. He's totally about to complain when Elan presses that kiss to his jaw, teasingly confirming his interest in a low voice that makes Hiyori's stomach drop. It's really unfair, how appealing he is without even doing much.]

There's no use pretending I'm the only one who's interested. I saw all that stuff you got out earlier, you know.

[He remembers the lube and the array of condoms strewn across the table! Even greedy Hiyori can't possibly go that many times in a row. But if Elan wants to hear it from Hiyori's own lips, then fine, because if there's one thing Hiyori's good at (besides singing, dancing, and being a nuisance), it's running his mouth.

He pushes at Five's chest, just enough to create some space between them, and turns his head to look him in the eye.]

While we're here, I want to show you every part of you that feels good. I'll take my time warming you up, enjoying you, getting you adorably needy and desperate. And then, once you're ready, I'll take you to paradise like I promised. Just making you feel good isn't enough, I'm afraid. I want you to absolutely drown in pleasure. Ah, and I want the same thing for myself, of course, which makes me ache to be inside you even more.

[He says it cheerfully, no shame at all, voice heated and low. Then he grabs at Elan's shoulder and leans up to smack their lips together for a quick kiss. Once that's done, he draws back with a big smile.]

Alright? Sound like a plan? ♪

[ Oh, that's a lot. Five flushes a little but he also laughs, his expression... well, not a sneer, but a smirk, definitely. He appreciates the words and the attention and... everything. It's really the first time someone has given him this much and he's honestly into it. It's... nice. Even if there's still so much of him that he keeps behind his own closed doors. He leans into that quick kiss and then flops back onto the bedclothes with a glance through his eyelashes. ]

It's a plan. Let's make it happen - although if it's not nearly as mind blowing as you're making it out to be, I'll hold you personally responsible.

[ He reaches out to grab his hand and tugs him in for another little kiss.

This feels... light. Airy. A little fuzzy.

It's different. ]

[Laughing at his passionate talk, are we? Goodness, how rude. And yet Hiyori can't bring himself to feel even the slightest bit offended. No, as he watches Elan flop down on his back, peering up at him with a carefree smile, he can't complain about the result at all. This is what he wanted: Elan happy and relaxed, instead of nervous or tense. That'll make things go more smoothly.

He crawls forward, moving to straddle Elan again. It hasn't been long since he was on top of him, but he really missed the view!]

Don't worry, don't worry! There won't be a~ny need to sue!

[He reaches out to brush Elan's mussed-up bangs away from his forehead, and then he's tugged into a kiss, Elan catching his hand before it can finish its journey. He hums agreeably into it, eyes falling shut. There's no rush, and he might as well enjoy it. His free stand starts to wander, though, sliding down Elan's chest and abdomen before gliding over his thigh. He attempts to push his legs a little further apart, since he'll need access, after all. Though, first he'll need lube, which is a little out of reach at the moment...

Maybe there's time for a detour. With one last peck he breaks the kiss, mischief flashing in his eyes before he moves abruptly lower, burying his face in Elan's neck and sucking at the skin. Elan seems like he could use a cute decoration there.]

Who says I even have lawyers?

[ He laughs breathily and then he tugs Hiyori close, his legs starting part for him. There's a tremble in his legs where his fingers touch and despite the anticipation there's also a bit of tension. This is new, different, exciting. He's not sure how it will feel or whether he'll even enjoy it - but he also trusts Hiyori to be willing to work with him on this? Weird to consider - and then his thoughts derail.

There's a low noise - almost a whimper as there's a biting, suckling little kiss against his skin that's going to leave a mark. His fingers tug at Hiyori's hair and he makes another noise - more indignant than the other one. ]

Hey, I'm going to need to wear a scarf or something-!

[ Well. He still can't complain too much, can he? He gives his hair a little yank and there's a mock glare. ]

I'm going to give you one of those if you're not careful.

[There's a pause at that initial tug. Does Elan truly want him to stop, or is it just playful griping? Probably the second one, but it's best to err on the safe side.

He unburies his face away at the second tug, wincing briefly at the spark of pain that it ignites. Still, when Elan threatens him, he smirks.]

You've got some nerve, wanting to mark up something pure and beautiful.

[But that's exactly why he wants to, isn't it? It's the same for Hiyori, really.]

I don't see why wearing scarves is a problem. We could easily go shop for one that matches your eyes! Or one of those dangly pairs of earrings you wear.

[He releases Elan's hand, tracing a line around his throat and then pressing a finger into the spot he sucked on. It's not much of a mark; he didn't spend long on it, and he doesn't have much experience giving hickies to start with. Leaving behind evidence of his exploits is risky, given his career, and receiving marks even more so.

But he's always been one to push the limits of what he can get away with.]

I wonder where you'd leave one on me, though? My neck? My chest? My thighs? The possibilities are endless... ♪

[He sits up, still straddling Elan, and stretches out his arm to reach casually towards that little table area in front of the headboard. The one where the phone is.

And the lube he moved there earlier.]

But you might want to move fast, since that's probably hard to do while my fingers are inside you.

It's the middle of summer, isn't it? It's not scarf weather-!

[ But he does reach up to rub at the spot idly, eyes trailing over Hiyori's form. The possibilities are endless and he enjoys being close to him. His hands rise and he traces fingers against his sides as Hiyori leans over to reach for the table. It's a light, teasing touch that runs from ribs down to his hips and then he leans in to press a kiss against his belly and then a little lower. Then a bit lower. He murmurs something soft and affectionate and then leaves a suckling little love bite on his belly. It's out of the way. That'll be fine, right?

Or maybe not, but that's not his fault, is it? ]

Maybe you're not fast enough.

[ He teases in kind. ]

There's such a thing as light scarves!

[Of which Hiyori owns several. Less because he loves scarves and more because he loves to shop. Even his pet dog has an overflowing wardrobe. But anyway...

It doesn't take too long to locate the bottle, but for that brief moment where he's searching, he leaves himself open to attack, and Elan seizes the chance with surprising speed. He freezes when he feels lips on him, trailing dangerously low, tickling his skin as Elan murmurs something indistinct (a sweet nothing, perhaps?). He opens his mouth to say something like Sorry, couldn't hear you, but all that comes out is a stuttering gasp when Elan's teeth graze his skin.

It feels like a tease, Elan working so close to his cock. Exciting, too, though. He braces his hands on the headboard until Elan finishes. His cheeks are flushed redder when their eyes meet again.]

Maybe you're just too fast!

[It doesn't sound like a true complaint, though, just another tease.]

But I guess it's good that you're a quick learner. That should serve you well in life.

[Whoever gets Elan next should be happy. And there will be a "next" person, he's sure of it. Now that his employers cut him loose, he should have a bright future ahead of him, no matter how adrift he may feel now. Along will come new people and new opportunities.

But Hiyori's the one who has him now. And while he has him, he's going to enjoy him!

Bottle now in hand, he squeezes out some lube and starts slicking his fingers, making sure they're well-coated before capping it and setting it aside. He scooches down Elan's body, knees between Elan's legs, his mostly-clean hand settling on Elan's stomach while the other reaches underneath him, sliding under his ass and spreading him slightly with his thumb.]

Ready~? ♪

[ Five is incredibly pleased to have gotten such a reaction from Hiyori and he smirks up at him, looking rather smug. He might not be that experienced, but he can still pull a few tricks out of his sleeve. Especially when it comes to making someone else squirm a little. And for the moment at least he's not worried about the future or his past or anything else. Just the heat of Hiyori's body and his touch, the taste of his skin, the way looking at him makes heat curl in his belly and how that tension of arousal seems to settle over his body. He runs his hands up his sides once more as Hiyori situates himself.

He's still sort of preparing himself for this, because it's... definitely different. He knows how this is supposed to work and he's read about it, but actually doing it is another thing entirely. So perhaps unsurprisingly he's a little tense, even if he's trying to settle himself a little bit more. ]

As ready as I'm ever going to be.

[ He breathes out, legs parting a little more, his hips canting back to let Hiyori have access. There's a shiver from him at the feeling of slick fingers and he tries to relax again, his eyes lidded as he watches Hiyori work. ]

If you do something wrong, I'll just scream. [ He's teasing, although maybe it's also away to get rid of any nervousness he might actually be feeling. ]

[Hey. He's supposed to be the smug one here! But a smug and confident Elan-kun is still attractive, and preferable to a nervous one by far, so he'll allow it.

He really does look good like this. Spread out underneath him, hips rising off the bed like he's offering himself. Hiyori will endeavor to take good care of him, and not just so he doesn't scream.]

I'd prefer a less ear-splitting method... Well, whatever. You don't need to hold back your voice at all.

[Cute moans are not only allowed, but encouraged.

It'd be lie to say Hiyori's an expert at doing this to guys, but he knows how this goes and what he's looking for. First, it's best to get Elan used to the feeling of being touched, so he strokes a finger around his rim, spreading some lube there. Only once he's nice and wet does Hiyori line up one of his fingers, pressing in with just the tip of one, then sinking into him bit by bit.

The inside of Elan's body is hot. He presses in deep, so Elan can get the full feel of it, before drawing out again. On the second pass, he goes down to the knuckle.

There are a few things to accomplish here. First, he needs to get Elan all slick and stretched out for him. Second, he needs to get him used to the feeling. And third, he needs to make him feel good! Just drawing his finger in and out should help accomplish the first two. Still, it's not doing as much for the last one, and that last one's important! So he starts to curl his finger in search of that one spot, shifting around inside of Elan in hopes of finding it before long. His eyes are focused, cheeks dusted pink, free hand stroking delicately over Elan's stomach. Almost petting him. He doesn't stare too hard at Elan's face, figuring that might make him self-conscious.

Still, he can't resist taking a peek, though. Elan's face is rather beautiful, which is high praise, coming from someone with high standards like Hiyori.]

Don't worry, I'm not going to try to shatter glass or anything.

[ Five responds laconically and then he trails into a little exhale - a sigh as Hiyori's fingers brush against him. It's a strange, sensitive feeling and he can't help the way his body tenses. HE tries to get himself to relax, breathing out in a long, slow exhale. It's oddly pleasurable - he hadn't thought just being touched there would be so sensitive. The cooler liquid feel of the lube and the warmer, firmer press of Hiyori's finger combines into something intensely different - and then he starts to press into him. There's a little noise, another moment of tnesion, and then his body relaxes once more. Despite that, his body still clenches around the intruding finger, squeezing against it and then relenting as it slowly, slowly works into him. ]

Mmmph. That feels different-

[ Not bad. But different. Then the finger drives deeper and drags over a spot inside of him that feels like pressure. That makes a little electric buzz run from the soles of his feet up through his belly. Again his breath catches. His eyes are lidded, his cheeks flushed, his breathing a touch ragged as he leans into the press of that finger. He's not reaching out, but he is taking it - bit by bit, breath hitching. It's intensely vulnerable to have himself open like this, but...

Well.

It feels good. ]

Right there... [ He murmurs, hips shifting a little. ]

There's a spot - right there.

[His eyes darken as Elan pushes into his touch, and as he sees the look on Elan's face. That's a good face, alright: not a "drowning in pleasure" face, but a cute face that conveys his growing enjoyment. He looks a little out of it, with that flush and those half-lidded eyes. And, well, good! There's no need for shame, self-consciousness or deep thoughts here. It's time to show Elan-kun a pleasant dream.

"It feels different," he'd said. Now he just needs to turn that into "It feels good." If he keeps looking for the spot, then soon enough...

Ah, there we go.]

Here?

[He presses in deep, just missing it. But if he crooks his finger towards Elan's stomach, he can feel it. And with Elan lifting his hips off the bed, and looking and sounding like that, there's only one thing to do: rub that spot insistently back and forth. That's all.

That's all. Everything else gets put on hold: getting Elan stretched out, getting him used to something thrusting inside and out, all that stuff. It can wait while he introduces Elan to a whole new feeling. He laughs cheerfully under his breath, soft and breathy.]

See? It's a different kind of pleasure, hmm~? ♪

[Different from being touched on the outside. Which one feels "better" is probably just a matter of taste. But there's no rule saying you can only experience one. There'd be a shame if there was a rule like that, since one compliments the other! So to demonstrate that point, he shifts his hand across Elan's stomach, creeping over to his cock, palming at Elan's balls before dragging his hand up the shaft.

It's a feather-light touch, one that doesn't accomplish much more than being a tease. But he's being teased, too, of course: Elan squeezing tight around his finger just makes him throb, wanting to press another part of himself in. He wasn't kidding when he said he ached to be inside him. But he's not in a hurry, wanting to give Elan a good experience, knowing the anticipation will only make things sweeter.]

[ "Here?" Hiyori asks and Five goes a little tense as his fingers crook and press and rub right against that strange spot. It's not an intense, instant sort of pleasure - more a constant pressure. Electric and overwhelming as it builds. Intense in a way that he can't put into words. It's almost too much in that moment and he makes a low sound at the back of his throat, his cheeks flushing darker as he tries to catch his breath, eyes fixed on Hiyori and the way he insistently rolls his fingers into and against him. ]

Hiyori-

[ He starts to say something, but then those fingers drag against his cock and he twitches against his hand as more heat races through him. He's being teased mercilessly and it's almost too much. His head goes back with a low groan and then a hiss of frustration. It's not enough, but... it's still overwhelming. He twists his hips, panting. ]

Keep - going-

[Ah, would you hear that? The sound of his own name (and what a wonderful name it is) being said in such a sweet voice (what is it about that voice he finds so alluring?), by a cute, squirming, adorably needy boy. Elan-kun isn't really doing anything but lying there, yet Hiyori has no complaints about his performance. It's perfect! Five stars!]

Aha, don't worry ♪ You remember where we're going, right? I won't abandon you.

[Paradise. That's where they're going. Elan-kun seems a little out of it, though, so it'd make sense if he forgot. Time to remind him, then.

He continues grinding his fingertip into that spot, a relentless pressure that he knows will feel good from his own experience. Being touched on the inside is definitely more indirect, so a firm touch is necessary. The hand on Elan's cock gets just a little firmer too, though not by much, stroking downward and then up again in lazy pulls. It would be fun to make Elan finish just like this, but could his body handle a third round? Perhaps it's time to let up a bit. After bullying that spot some more, he withdraws his finger...

Only to thrust it back in again, and this time there's another fingertip pressing to Elan's hole. One finger is easy to aim with so it's good for pleasuring his sweet spot, but a second should help stretch him.]

Still good? ♪

[He thinks Elan's body can take it. He's all slick inside from the lube and the wet heat seems to suck him in. Just in case the intrusion feels strange, though, he goes ahead and strokes Elan's cock again, squeezing his palm around the head and trying to time it with his fingers.]

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