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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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[ 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.]

[ Five is a little bleary; he's gone from making out to being finger-fucked and stroked on the bed, having a finger pressed inside of him and lettinghimself be opened up and used. It's... strange and different and enticing and he savors it. That odd heat and electric sort of hum that he can't put a name or a word to as Hiyori continues to toy with him and the way he's opened up leave him bleary-eyed and feeling... soft and needy and wanting. It's an intensely vulnerable feeling that makes him wish it wasn't as vulnerable, but he can't change that now. No; he's going to ride this out.

He gets a moment of relief as Hiyori draws his hand back. And then Hiyori adds a second finger and he makes another of those low noises - half pain, half pleasure, his body adjusting and stretching to fit the new intrusion. It's a little amazing how his body makes room for it. He doesn't quite know what to think about that - but maybe he doesn't really have a good chance to think about it because he's too busy getting his mind turned into fuzz with the way that those fingers stroke against him and the hand around his cock teases at the sensitive nerve endings there. His legs part a little more and he tries to reach out a hand to find something to hold onto.

Hiyori, specifically, because he doesn't like just sitting and taking it. In this case he doesn't really have a choice, though. ]

Y-yes, damn you-

[ He's being a bit blustery, but can he be blamed? His body clenches around the intruding fingers as he tries to catch his breath. It's... more difficult than he anticipated. ]

[Is he "using" Elan-kun? That's not at all how he sees it. From his perspective, he's being quite generous: dedicating himself to Elan's pleasure, giving to him endlessly, asking for no stimulation in return! A selfless lover, that's what he is.

Not that he'll be content with that forever, with Elan squeezing so irresistibly tight around him and looking so appealing beneath him. Still, it is a reward all on its own, seeing him start to unravel. The faces he makes, his adorable squirmy movements, the way he reaches out to clutch at him... he's even starting to make cute noises, too! Ah, but the cursing—]

Cursing at me isn't cute at all, you know.

[He says while jabbing his fingers into Elan's sweet spot. Or one finger, anyway. As he thought, it's harder to aim with two of them. But now that he has two inside, he can try spreading them and stretching Elan out more, so he'll be doing that now!]

Hmm, but if you don't have any more sweet talk for me...

[He draws his fingers out halfway and leans forward, crowding Elan against the bed and putting their faces close together. Their noses brush as he breathily asks,]

Then how about a kiss? ♪

Who said I was trying to be cute-?

[ Elan gasps, cutting himself off with a low moan as that finger presses in and another shiver goes from head to toe. He's tensing, bit by bit, the heat in his belly coiling tighter and tighter. He blinks blearily, already a little blissed out, but responds by leaning up to kiss Hiyori hard when he asks for that kiss. He's not going to be passive, even if he's receiving. His hands smooth out over Hiyori's shoulders and one grips hard as the other slides down his chest and then over his belly. He's tempted to grab and see what's happening between his legs - just to be a bit of a pill. Or more difficult.

The kiss itself is a touch sloppy and eager and wanting, mouth open, his breath coming in short little pants. ]

Feels... weird. But good- [ He murmurs to him, feeling the fingers spread him a little more. His body adjusts, opens up for the intrusion - he likes it. ]

[He kisses back eagerly, while at the same time thrusting his fingers in and out hard, plunging in deep. Why so rough all of a sudden? Well, he wants to see if Elan will make any cute muffled noises into the kiss! If that's so wrong, then sue him!

That hand trailing down his body elicits a brief noise from him, a little whine escaping his throat when Five stops short of where Hiyori craves his touch the most. He's very hard right now, since there's nothing like a little friendly bullying to get him going, and Elan's reactions have all been appealing. (Even the part where he cursed him, though he'd never admit it.) So he shifts his hips up, encouraging Elan's touch lower.]

Mm-hmm~♪

[He spreads his fingers again while pitching his hips forward, lining up their lower bodies together. Letting the tips of their cocks meet in a kiss. Letting Elan really feel how hard he is, how hot he is. The shape and size of him. These things should be of interest for two reasons: first, it's his body, and he's always appealing! And second, this part of him should be going inside Elan soon.]

You want more of that weird-but-good feeling, right? Don't worry, I'll give you more ♪

[He pulls back a little and draws out his fingers slowly, only to line up a third. Still obliviously smiling and chatting.]

It's the final push~ We might only get up to the second knuckle, but that's fine. Let's do our best...♪

[ Well, Hiyori's right about one thing - the rougher, faster pace does earn a little moan. Something that's almost an objection but isn't, not really. Not with the way his fingers curl and grasp at Hiyori as he strains to try and get more of it. He's panting for breath, eyes half-closed, looking a little blissed out. But he's doing his best to keep himself going. To not just turn into a complete mess.

So far he's managing. At least a little bit. His hips hitch and he grinds up against Hiyori as their cocks touch and then slide together. Sensation, endless sensation, is all that he can feel right now. Little sparks and jolts and that not-quite-pleasure and pressure that keeps him on pins and needles the entire time. And then Hiyori's words settle and he arches his neck to glance down between them where that hand is threatening him with a third finger. ]

You can't really-

[ He does mean it though, doesn't he? He mutes himself by seeking out another wet, needy kiss, dragging teeth against his lower lip as he does his best to endure. To not crack and fall apart. ]

[This really does feel like the "final push." Elan-kun is well on his way to being in the kind of state Hiyori wants him to be in: writhing underneath him and grinding up against him, all blissed-out and mindlessly seeking more. Hiyori wants to make him forget everything else. To take him to a whole new world where only pleasure exists.

He also wants to see how many fingers he can fit inside him, so he's going to try to figure that out next!

If he has any doubts, they're swiftly washed away when Elan lunges in for another kiss. That response surprises him—he'd figured Elan might try to brace himself or something, but it looks like he's still in the mood to be active. That's good, though, isn't it? Hiyori kisses back, poking his tongue out to meet Elan's, letting out a soft grunt of pain when Elan bites his lower lip. Which happens to coincide with Hiyori working his fingers inside him.

First his middle presses in, then the index, and then that third one tries to sneak in there. If he forms a triangle it's not too big a stretch. Still thick enough to spread Elan wide, though, especially as he gets down to that second knuckle. He curls his fingers, pressing against Elan's walls, but they're not in deep enough to reach that sweet spot. Ah, but if he eases them out slowly and then presses in just a little more...

What Elan needs is a distraction. So he resumes stroking his cock, drawing a hand slowly over the shaft. Not trying to overwhelm him, but it just might have that affect anyway as he keeps kissing him, keeps pressing into him, aiming to go deeper and push his body to the limit. Elan makes him feel awfully greedy.]

[ Five hates just lying back and taking it. He's been forced to be passive all his life. He's bene forced to just sit. Why should he do so now? Why should he just let Hiyori have his way? No; he's going to be an active participant right up until the end. Although to be honest it's a little hard to think like that when there are three fingers trying to slide into him. He moans softly and pants for breath, quick and fast, as he's stretched a little more. It hurts, but it's a good sort of pain. Something he can endure. He rocks down to meet that hand and-

Oh.

There are fingers against his cock, slow and steady and the jolt of heat and pleasure distract him from the twinge of pain. He almost wants to laugh. But his mind is whirling. He's falling. He doesn't have a moment to try and get his bearings. So instead he falls, bit by bit, starting to crumble at the edges. His fingers curl hard into Hiyori's hair and he yanks, demanding another kiss. Wanting more and more.

He's greedy, too. ]

Mm—

[Hey, watch the hair ... is what he might say if his lips weren't otherwise occupied. But he supposes it's fair to endure some hair-pulling, since Elan-kun is enduring a lot himself right now.

Or is he? Rather than "enduring" it, he seems to be enjoying himself. The way he kisses him greedily, the way he rocks back onto his hand—everything seems to suggest he likes this. And he's taking Hiyori's fingers well, too, letting him deeper and deeper.

It'd be fun to make him come like this. Making muffled sounds against Hiyori's lips, spurting into Hiyori's hand, clenching rhythmically around his fingers. But there are a couple of issues with that idea: first, he wants to see Elan's face when he comes, which he can't very well when their lips are locked. And two, don't they both want more?

So he doesn't speed up the hand on Elan's cock. What he does instead is kiss Elan back, fingers moving back and forth, trying to go deeper with every thrust, until Elan presses into him just right and all three of them get buried to the hilt. He breaks the kiss, swollen-lipped and a little short on breath himself, and draws back, staring at Elan in cheerful amazement.]

Aha... we did it ♪

[He rubs inside Elan for emphasis, feeling him hot and slick and tight all around him. All for him.]

You're taking me so well. You did such a good job. I think you deserve a reward...♪

[Three guesses what that might be.]

[ It's almost too much, but he's not about to give up, even if it's his first time. He blinks up at Hiyori, breathing hard as the kiss breaks. He is delightfully flushed, lips kiss bruised, his chest rising and falling as he tries to catch his breath. He's not sure he can, honestly, but he's going to do his best. Let it never be said he was just sitting there and taking it. Even if he is doing a lot of that. He blows out a breath and then in, glancing down the length of his body to see where Hiyori's fingers are buried inside of him. He makes a low noise, trying to stifle it with the back of his hand. ]

A-are you going to stop teasing me and finally - finally fuck me?

[ Yes, he's still got that filthy mouth. ]

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