Appointment Post

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Appointment Post for Replica Riku.

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[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. ]

[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.]

[personafalsify]

[ 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.]

[personafalsify]

[ ... 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?

[distressedude]

[Meanwhile Ion doesn't even register Kohan's little dilemma, still coming down from his own orgasm. It's not until he hear's Kohan's voice that he seems to snap back, tilting his head just enough to smile up at Kohan.]

That was... that felt... really good. I just need to... catch my breath.

[Which he tries to do with another deep breath. Though even as he starts calming down, his wings are still aflutter -- he's not doing it on purpose, really!]

[personafalsify]

Okay. Take your time.

[ Kohan doesn't mind. It's kind of ticklish, actually, and he just gently leans against Ion and rests his freshly-wiped hand on Ion's leg.

They're far from solving all his issues, but... this was a good first step. ]

[distressedude]

[Ion spends more than a few minutes laying there against Kohan, even after he's caught his breath. He feels so warm against his back, and Ion is sure he could easily fall asleep like this. But he's not ready to sleep just yet -- there was still a few orders of business to take care of.]

[He sits up a bit before turning at his waist so he can look properly up at Kohan, leaning against him with his shoulder.]

...your turn.

[He can still feel that heat pressed up against his lower back, after all.]

[personafalsify]

[ Did you see the way his face went bright red at that, Ion? Because it did, and he quickly turns away in an attempt to hide it. ]

N-no, it's alright, you don't... have to do anything... [ if you don't want to, he wants to say, but the ridiculousness of the words makes them die even before they reach his lips.

But really Ion won't have to do much, with how aroused those sounds had just made Kohan. ]

[distressedude]

[Somehow, seeing that Kohan can still blush even after what he just did brings an amused smile to Ion's face. He shakes his head, reaching up to rest a hand on Kohan's cheek, as if to turn his head back to face him.]

I know I don't have to, but I want to. I want to help you feel good, too.

[personafalsify]

[ Kohan turns his head back, but his gaze stays diverted and the blush remains. ]

All... right. So... what do you... want to do?