Who ⚔ Yael & assorted nerds What ⚔ A dungeon run and other things When ⚔ After the party Where ⚔ Errywhere Content Warnings ⚔ Men with their tits out? Alcohol??? No correlation there surprisingly. nsfw i'm sorry mom
[He's settled on his pace, content with the gradual push and pull of their bodies while their fingers remain intertwined.]
I'm just reacclimating. It's bizarre how real this feels.
[He's half tempted to joke that they should meet up IRL to compare virtual sex with the real thing, but Yael isn't going to take it that far. Easy does it, right?]
[ While Fai does like some degree of roughness most of the time, this is honestly pretty nice too. Yael might be reacclimating from whatever relationship Fai suspects he was in before this given his dislike of one night stands, but Fai is reacclimating too—in a sense, at least. This doesn't feel like a quick hookup, and it's knocked him off kilter just a bit, enough so that he's more lost in the feeling of Yael's hand in his than the feeling of his muscular form squeezed between Fai's thighs.
Nearly breathless, he turns his head a bit so he can look up at Yael's face. ]
[He's always been one to acclimate to the needs of his partner and put them before his own, but really, Yael doesn't consider himself hard to please. He gets more out of tending to Fai than he would selfishly pursuing what he knows feels best to his own body, getting off on the way he sighs and squeezes his thighs tightly around him.
This is perfect, Yael thinks, and the thought nearly paralyses him. Too perfect. More than I deserve, yet he manages to brush those thoughts away and keep focused on the here and now. When he's alone at night some hours after they parted, he knows he won't be so lucky.]
Don't flatter me too much. Here.
[Shifting a bit, Yael pulls one of Fai's legs up onto his shoulder so he can fuck into him at a slight angle. Did you think your prostate was safe, Fai? Think again!]
[ Ah... he's in danger, isn't he? How can it even be considered flattery when he's catering to Fai like this, fucking into him in a way that ensures it'll feel good for him too? The change in angle makes it easy for his cock to hit Fai's prostate with enough regularity that he starts squeezing Yael's hand hard without even realizing it. ]
Is it really flattery?
[ He tries to shoot Yael a smug grin, but it's nearly impossible when Yael is fucking him like this. ]
[That's more like it. He may lack experience with men, but that doesn't seem to be a deterrent to Fai, his hand squeezing tightly around his own. Yael's a quick study and quicker to hone in on what his partner likes and capitalize on it, keeping his thrusts steady to gradually build up that pleasurable warmth between them. At the same time, he fits his teeth to the thigh on his shoulder and sucks out a deep, mottling bruise.]
Mm. Isn't it supposed to feel better than the real thing? This is fantasy, after all.
[ Those steady thrusts are working well on Fai, evident in the way his sighs grow more frequent, some of them evolving into soft moans. But the teeth sinking into his thigh as Yael sucks on that sensitive flesh is something else entirely, as Fai just barely manages to hold back a whine. It's so incredibly obvious, though, in the way he bites on his lower lip as the flush that's already started forming across his cheeks grows just a bit deeper.
Taking a few steadying breaths, his eyes travel back to Yael's face, a small smile on his lips. ]
But... I think some things are meant to be better in real life.
[ In other words, he's considering the same thing—would this be even better in person? ]
[...Yeah, this would no doubt feel better in real life, wouldn't it? There's some invisible barrier between them that can't be crossed, something the digital world just can't replicate. This feels so very real, and yet at the same time it doesn't.
Still, to cross that invisible boundary and leave nothing left between them...]
...Mm. Probably.
[But it's too soon for that. How long can something this good last?
Reaffirming his grip on Fai's leg, Yael's thrusts pick up momentum, weightier and shorter.]
I'm sure I'd have competition to fight off. Surprised you're single.
[ If Yael hadn't picked up the pace, Fai would have stared at him in shock. The people he knows in real life would certainly say something else, knowing all too well how much work he puts in when it comes to maintaining some sort of distance. That Yael has slipped past that just a bit is an exception to the rule. ]
You wouldn't.
[ Unless the competition is random hookups, but that's not much of anything.
And it isn't worth thinking about, not when Yael has built up some real momentum. So, Fai lets that little statement go for the time being, choosing instead to close his eyes as he wraps his free hand around his own cock, giving himself a few light strokes in tandem with Yael's thrusts. ]
[Guess who has no problem sticking his dick in crazy? In any case, Yael's begun to breathe more heavily himself, pumping into Fai at a steady pace but gradually picking up speed. He really does want to know about Fai's supposed girlfriend, but he's not about to ruin a good thing for them both.]
Very well, crazy... Try this on for size.
[Yael leans forward and leans down, lending his weight to each thrust, the couch shuddering and groaning with the movement.]
[ Well, Yael isn’t exactly wrong. Fai can’t deny it, at the very least, and it doesn’t seem like Yael cares all that much anyway.
Ignoring the burn from the stretch in his leg, Fai focuses instead on the heaviness of each quick thrust, using the hand he still has in Yael’s to keep himself grounded and in place so he doesn’t bonk his head on the couch armrest. Not like it would impact this experience much anyway.
He continues to match his strokes with Yael’s thrusts, but it’s those weighty thrusts that really end up doing him in. Tensing, Fai arches up against Yael as he comes with a groan. His pants are going to be a complete mess, but this is totally worth it. ]
[Yael doesn't even want to think about the state of his pants right now, fucking steadily harder and harder into Fai until he's gritting his teeth, biting down on his bottom lip to stopper up a litany of groans and come alongside him.
The hazy aftermath feels as good as he remembered, but... one issue.]
...Man.
[Fai isn't the only one whose pants are a mess. Terrible. Choosing to reject reality for a while longer, Yael flops on top of Fai and goes perfectly boneless.]
[ But he doesn’t mind, with Yael like a muscular weighted blanket on top of him. Sighing, he lets go of Yael’s hand so he can run his fingers through his hair instead. ]
[The post-nut clarity hasn't kicked in yet, so that doesn't sound like a half bad idea. Yael's avatar falls silent for a moment, fiddling with something offline, before he returns with a cocky grin.]
[Saving Fai's number in his phone as "the gay guy with the girlfriend", Yael shoots off his promised dick pic before returning to the game. Easiest phone number he's ever gotten, not that he's asked for many.]
[ Let Fai just save that into his “best of dick pics” folder… and then add Yael as “big jerk” into his contacts. He sends his own picture in exchange beige returning back to his avatar. ]
I wouldn’t dream of it. I trust you’ll keep what I just sent you locked up and secure.
[What a good reaction. Mission successful. Humming out laughter, Yael turns to press a semi-apologetic kiss to Fai's cheek. He doesn't regret a damn thing.]
Take it as a compliment. I could give you a million.
A million? Here I was, thinking you wanted to shove me to the ground and call me a nerd like a schoolyard bully…
[ Not like Fai would hate that, but he sure does like the affection he’s getting now, and it’s clear in the way his smile seems to be a lot fuller, even if his grin isn’t quite as wide. ]
[...So tempting that he makes good on that threat, sitting up and tugging Fai upright by the arm just to shove him face-down-ass-up into the cushions.]
Are you gonna be a good boy and hand over your lunch money, or do I need to pummel it out of you?
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[He's settled on his pace, content with the gradual push and pull of their bodies while their fingers remain intertwined.]
I'm just reacclimating. It's bizarre how real this feels.
[He's half tempted to joke that they should meet up IRL to compare virtual sex with the real thing, but Yael isn't going to take it that far. Easy does it, right?]
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Nearly breathless, he turns his head a bit so he can look up at Yael's face. ]
It might as well be the real thing.
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This is perfect, Yael thinks, and the thought nearly paralyses him. Too perfect. More than I deserve, yet he manages to brush those thoughts away and keep focused on the here and now. When he's alone at night some hours after they parted, he knows he won't be so lucky.]
Don't flatter me too much. Here.
[Shifting a bit, Yael pulls one of Fai's legs up onto his shoulder so he can fuck into him at a slight angle. Did you think your prostate was safe, Fai? Think again!]
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Is it really flattery?
[ He tries to shoot Yael a smug grin, but it's nearly impossible when Yael is fucking him like this. ]
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Mm. Isn't it supposed to feel better than the real thing? This is fantasy, after all.
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Taking a few steadying breaths, his eyes travel back to Yael's face, a small smile on his lips. ]
But... I think some things are meant to be better in real life.
[ In other words, he's considering the same thing—would this be even better in person? ]
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Still, to cross that invisible boundary and leave nothing left between them...]
...Mm. Probably.
[But it's too soon for that. How long can something this good last?
Reaffirming his grip on Fai's leg, Yael's thrusts pick up momentum, weightier and shorter.]
I'm sure I'd have competition to fight off. Surprised you're single.
[🙂]
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You wouldn't.
[ Unless the competition is random hookups, but that's not much of anything.
And it isn't worth thinking about, not when Yael has built up some real momentum. So, Fai lets that little statement go for the time being, choosing instead to close his eyes as he wraps his free hand around his own cock, giving himself a few light strokes in tandem with Yael's thrusts. ]
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[Guess who has no problem sticking his dick in crazy? In any case, Yael's begun to breathe more heavily himself, pumping into Fai at a steady pace but gradually picking up speed. He really does want to know about Fai's supposed girlfriend, but he's not about to ruin a good thing for them both.]
Very well, crazy... Try this on for size.
[Yael leans forward and leans down, lending his weight to each thrust, the couch shuddering and groaning with the movement.]
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Ignoring the burn from the stretch in his leg, Fai focuses instead on the heaviness of each quick thrust, using the hand he still has in Yael’s to keep himself grounded and in place so he doesn’t bonk his head on the couch armrest. Not like it would impact this experience much anyway.
He continues to match his strokes with Yael’s thrusts, but it’s those weighty thrusts that really end up doing him in. Tensing, Fai arches up against Yael as he comes with a groan. His pants are going to be a complete mess, but this is totally worth it. ]
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The hazy aftermath feels as good as he remembered, but... one issue.]
...Man.
[Fai isn't the only one whose pants are a mess. Terrible. Choosing to reject reality for a while longer, Yael flops on top of Fai and goes perfectly boneless.]
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[ But he doesn’t mind, with Yael like a muscular weighted blanket on top of him. Sighing, he lets go of Yael’s hand so he can run his fingers through his hair instead. ]
Did you have the same problem…?
[ Heh. Hehehe. ]
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Yeah. Want proof?
[He's sure he'll feel clammy and cold and disgusting... once he logs out, but who says he needs to?]
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Proof? Sure, why not.
[ He has no idea how the hell Yael is going to prove it, but he has to now. ]
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[That sure doesn't sound like a no in Yael's end... but still!]
Ask nicely and I'll consider it.
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I’ll send you proof of my own in exchange.
[ Is Yael enough of a pervert to accept the offer? ]
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[The post-nut clarity hasn't kicked in yet, so that doesn't sound like a half bad idea. Yael's avatar falls silent for a moment, fiddling with something offline, before he returns with a cocky grin.]
Give me your number.
[He sure as hell isn't emailing Fai dick pics.]
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If you don’t mind…
[ He lists out his number. ]
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[Saving Fai's number in his phone as "the gay guy with the girlfriend", Yael shoots off his promised dick pic before returning to the game. Easiest phone number he's ever gotten, not that he's asked for many.]
There.
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I wouldn’t dream of it. I trust you’ll keep what I just sent you locked up and secure.
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Mhmm. It's too cute to share around.
[Cute peen... Words he never thought he'd speak, but they're worth it just in case they make Fai fluster.]
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As long as you think it’s cute…
[ He reaches up, gently pulling on Yael’s cheek. ]
I’ll take it from a compliment, given that you’re pretty cute yourself.
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I've always wanted to say that to another guy.
[What a good reaction. Mission successful. Humming out laughter, Yael turns to press a semi-apologetic kiss to Fai's cheek. He doesn't regret a damn thing.]
Take it as a compliment. I could give you a million.
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[ Not like Fai would hate that, but he sure does like the affection he’s getting now, and it’s clear in the way his smile seems to be a lot fuller, even if his grin isn’t quite as wide. ]
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[...So tempting that he makes good on that threat, sitting up and tugging Fai upright by the arm just to shove him face-down-ass-up into the cushions.]
Are you gonna be a good boy and hand over your lunch money, or do I need to pummel it out of you?
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