Appointment Post

[personafalsify]

Appointment Post for Replica Riku.

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[personafalsify]

No, I just... got caught by surprise. ... Sorry.

[ He takes a deep breath and gives a small squeeze to Ion's hand. ]

How are you doing?

[ Kohan you're the one who's more uncomfortable with stuff here. ]

[distressedude]

I'm fine, but... is this making you uncomfortable? I want to know how you really feel, so please don't push yourself.

[The last thing he wants is for Kohan to do something that would only repulse him or make him uncomfortable. That was why they were here, after all -- and if it did turn out that Kohan wasn't attracted to him like that, Ion wouldn't bring it up again.]

[...of course, that'd probably be easier said than done at some point, but right now that's not what he's concerned about.]

[personafalsify]

I... [ He hesitates, but after a couple seconds, he realizes that was a terrible place to leave Ion hanging. ] I really don't know. I think... I'm still getting hung up on something.

[distressedude]

[Definitely the worst place he could have paused, yeah. But even his eventual answer leaves much to be desired. He can't exactly blame Kohan, since he knows he's not feeling this way on purpose, but he's starting to feel at a loss here.]

Well, so far every time you've reacted like that has been when my...

[He doesn't finish that sentence -- his eyes trail downward and there's hardly a need to when it's pretty obvious what he's referring to.]

--whenever I get too close to you. Maybe that's the problem?

[personafalsify]

[ That gets a blush.

And then Kohan thinks about a possible way to figure out if that's really a problem. And blushes harder.

There's a few more seconds, and he takes a deep breath. ]

Tell me if I should stop.

[ HERE GOES NOTHING BECAUSE he is just going for it and sliding his hand down the front of Ion's pants. ]

[distressedude]

[Ion looks up in confusion when Kohan speaks, not sure exactly what he's planning until he's suddenly putting that plan into action. With a sharp gasp, Ion grabs onto Kohan's arm, though more so to steady himself than actually try and stop him.]

[On the contrary, the last thing Ion wants is to make Kohan stop. Without even really realizing what he's doing, he shifts his hips a bit to try and increase contact with Kohan's hand. If the look on Ion's face was any indication, it definitely felt good.]

K-Kohan...

[personafalsify]

[ It's...

...

not what Kohan was expecting. It feels, well. A lot like his own. He's not really making an effort to make it feel good for Ion, sorry. Mostly getting used to the feeling of his hand on Ion's dick.

He'd be lying if he claimed to be entirely comfortable with it, but it's not as bad as he was expecting. ]

[distressedude]

[He may not be making much effort yet, but given how long Ion's been hard with nothing to give him any sort of relief, even the slight contact feels nice. He wants more, but knows he should be patient -- this was a pretty big step up from what they were managing before, after all.]

[For Ion's part, his face is deep red and he's trying to keep himself from fidgeting too much (and not entirely succeeding). Though he's at a bit of a loss at what to do with his own hands while Kohan touches him for now simply focusing on keeping himself upright. All this excitement was a bit much for him while standing up.]

[personafalsify]

It's not that bad... [ He mumbles it, saying it mostly to himself. But he's aware that Ion's fidgeting, so while he still can't look Ion in the eye when he says it, he manages to ask, ] I-is there... anything you want me to...?

[ Well, mostly ask. ]

[distressedude]

...c-could we sit down first?

[There were so many better things Ion could have responded with, but he hardly thinks falling down would do much for the awkwardness they've still got going on between the two of them.]

[Though the next part may be a little hard to hear -- Kohan's not the only one mumbling.]

It's just... too much for me to handle while standing...

[personafalsify]

Oh. Uh, yeah, sure...

[ Which means he'll be pulling his hand out, because yeah. ]

On... [ he glances around quickly, trying to find someplace that isn't... ] ... the bed? [ and failing. ]

[distressedude]

[Pulling his hand away will earn a very soft whine from Ion, but at the question he just kinda stares.]

...where else would we go?

[Ion doesn't have such thoughts to assume they could do such things anywhere other than on a bed. This is still what they're doing, right??]

[personafalsify]

A... couch, maybe. [ You know, sitting.

...

Kohan isn't ready to do any horizontal tango yet ok. ]

[distressedude]

We can sit just as easily on a bed too, can't we? Why not just use the one already here?

[And he's just going to go ahead and grab Kohan's hand and start leading him over. It's just a bed, gosh!]

[personafalsify]

Well, yeah... you asked where else...

[ IT'S A BED BUT HE IS NOT READY FOR A BED YET.

But he lets Ion pull him over, though he still hesitates to sit down right away. ]

[distressedude]

[Yeah, he's noticing that. Clearly there's gotta be a way to make this easier. It seemed to be awkward enough when they were standing face-to-face, and on would have never guessed that Kohan would just take initiative like that. But if they were sitting next to each other it really wouldn't be any less awkward...]

[Until he gets an idea.]

...would you mind sitting down first? Perhaps... with your back against the headboard?

[personafalsify]

Um... sure.

[ He's not... exactly sure where Ion is going with that, but he does as asked. ]

Is this good?

[distressedude]

Mm. Yes, that's good.

[And it doesn't take long before Ion's climbing up on the bed with him, settling down between Kohan's legs with his back to him. Of course, putting his back to Kohan means he can see the rest of the scar on his back pretty clearly now: a jagged diagonal that clearly passes by the base of one of his wings.]

[But that's probably the furthest thing from Ion's mind right now, and soon he's scooted back enough that it'll be hard to see Ion's back at all for how close he is.]

There. I thought this might work a little better than when we were standing before...

[personafalsify]

[ ... Yeah, distracted from scar by Ion's body close enough to feel something poking against him.

Welp, wasn't expecting this... ]

I... I guess this might work...

[ He does not see the brilliance of Ion's plan just yet. ]

[distressedude]

[Ion just smiles, turning his head just enough to peek up at Kohan from the corner of his eye, before facing forward again. He takes a moment to just enjoy feeling the warmth of Kohan's body against his back, letting out a soft sigh before speaking.]

So... you were asking before if there was anything I wanted you to do?

[personafalsify]

Yeah. ... Why? What is it?

[ Despite the awkwardness, he finds himself leaning forward against Ion a little. ]

[distressedude]

[He reaches over to find Kohan's hand, grabbing it and gently pulling it up on his thigh. Though it takes him a moment to find the right words... eventually, he settles on something simple.]

...touch me. Please.

[personafalsify]

[ ... Oh. Oh.

Ion might feel something stir against his lower back, because regardless of how awkward Kohan feels about this whole thing, there's no denying that Ion's request sent a rush of heat through him.

He hesitates for a second, but then he reaches back into Ion's pants and touches him again, and his grip is a bit more confident this time.

From this position, it's a lot more familiar. It kind of... feels like he's holding himself, actually. ]

[distressedude]

[Much like before, when Kohan's hand reaches down into his pants to touch him, he lets out a soft gasp. Only this time it's more lengthy, and accompanied by Ion reaching out to grip the fabric of Kohan's pants on either side of him with both hands.]

[He doesn't even give Kohan a chance to do anything more than that before he speaks again, noticing how his voice had an effect on him moments before. He doesn't want to be the only on enjoying this, even if there's not as much he can do sitting like this.]

More... please, Kohan...

[personafalsify]

[ Even without contact on his own body, Kohan shudders. He leans forward, placing his forehead against the back of Ion's head, and just breaths in the smell of his skin for a moment. Then he picks up the familiar back-and-forth stroking motion, slow, but steady. ]