Appointment Post

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Appointment Post for Replica Riku.

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[ 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.]

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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...

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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??]

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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!]

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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?

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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...

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[ ... 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?

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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.

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[ ... 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...

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[ 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. ]

[distressedude]

[It seems as though every stroke brings a new gasp or moan from Ion, though overall he's still rather quiet. If not for the close range, he might have been rather hard to hear.]

[It isn't long until Ion reaches down to try and pull down his pants just enough to give Kohan more room to work with, which comes with the unintentional added benefit of Ion rubbing back against Kohan as he shimmies the waistband down over his hips. The awkwardness he felt earlier in taking off his clothes seemed all but gone in the wake of this feeling building up from below his waist.]

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[ Oh Ion those sounds. Kohan would want to keep this up just to hear more of those sounds. He actually makes a surprised noise when Ion starts rubbing back against him, but he soon uses the increase in space to pick up the pace a bit and make more complete strokes.

He wraps his free hand around Ion's waist as he continues, pulling him a bit closer. ]

[distressedude]

[As Kohan starts stroking him faster, Ion's moans become louder, and more urgent. It feels so good -- better than anytime he's ever touched himself. And knowing it was Kohan touching him in this way only added to the thrill.]

[He jerks his hips up into Kohan's hand, gently rubbing back against Kohan with every movement -- especially now that Kohan's pulled him closer. Meanwhile his hands find their way back to Kohan's legs, gripping the fabric ever tighter the further along he gets.]

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[ Kohan's really not sure what Ion's like when he comes, but he figures that if Ion wants him to stop at some point, he'll speak up. And... not just those wordless yet oh so adorable sounds.

At this point, he's not even thinking about being aroused, himself. It almost doesn't even register that he's jerking Ion off. It's just the familiar motions, the familiar feeling in his hand, and the (yes, adorable) sounds. ]

[distressedude]

[Oh, it'll be plenty clear when it happens. And as it is now, he's not too far away. His heart is pounding in his chest, and he starts breathing Kohan's name between gasps.]

[His voice seemingly hits a peak the same time that his body does -- he cries out as his body starts to tense up, leaving a sticky mess over Kohan's hand. He stays tense for more than a few seconds before finally falling slack against Kohan's chest, his wings fluttering weakly between the two of them.]

[It'll be a little bit before he speaks -- he's still trying to catch his breath.]

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[ ... What does he do without any tissues around. Kohan didn't think this part through.

He slowly takes his hand from Ion and lifts it up to where he can see it, then blushes hard when it hits him that the fluid on his hand isn't his own. He looks around for something to clean his hand with, and finding nothing more suitable, awkwardly wipes it on the bed sheet as far off the side as he can easily reach without moving. ]

... How are you doing?