[ They come more freely, more precious. Dice's laughter is contagious, and Gentaro can't help a quiet laugh of his own. He nudges his nose gently against his--it's an affectionate gesture, one meant to draw out more of that beautiful laugh.
He shivers at Dice's request, eyes darker and half-lidded now. Gentaro kisses him sweetly, then grabs the glass bottle and slicks his fingers up. ]
Mm. Of course I'll be gentle. The last thing I want to do is hurt you. [ a pause. ] I will warn you that it will be uncomfortable at first. If you need me to slow down, please tell me.
[ He leans in and kisses him deeply, fingers nudging between his legs. Gentaro trails kisses down to his neck, marking him lightly with nips and sucks as he presses his fingers in slowly, gently. ]
[His eyes follow Gentaro's movements again, and he figures things out rather quickly. It's not embarrassing, not anymore, but this is new, and it takes him a moment to nod and make a small hum of affirmation. This will be a completely novel experience; he'll trust Gentaro completely, though.
He watches him slick up his fingers, then moves his legs wider apart so Gentaro can have access. It's simple enough, he supposes. The only thing that keeps him from squirming in discomfort is the way Gentaro is marking him, planting kiss after sweetly possessive kiss.
It isn't bad. He wants to say as much, but instead he simply lets out a breath he forgot he was holding and relaxes back a little more. There's an odd quiet between them as he gets used to the sensations, but he comes to love it, if only because it's Gentaro doing it.
[ And in turn, Gentaro relaxes. He moves his finger steadily, making sure to watch Dice's face for any sign of discomfort. He kisses him, nipping at his bottom lip before running his tongue along the barely-there mark. ]
Hmm, does it? [ He doesn't know what this feels like, but Gentaro thinks-- maybe it wouldn't be so bad to let Dice take him. He shivers lightly at the idea, and he decides one day, he'd like that. ] You're doing so well, Dice.
[ He eases another finger inside him, biting at the junction of neck and shoulder. Already, Dice feels incredible, and Gentaro thanks his self-control. Of course, he'd never rush things. It's just that no other partner has ever excited him like Dice has.
His gaze softens as he lifts his head, expression impossibly gentle and loving. ]
You're lovely. Thank you for trusting me like this.
[Dice could end up very inside his own head right now if he's not a little careful, so he shifts his focus from sensation to sensation over and over again. The bite to his shoulder makes him feel hotter than the fingers inside him, then the focus shifts and he feels his face warm with embarrassment at how much he frankly doesn't hate it at all. Maybe it's not supposed to feel good, really, maybe he's not used to it yet, but he still adores this man and trusts him completely. If this will make Gentaro feel good, it's Dice's absolute pleasure to oblige.
He squirms a bit from time to time as he adjusts to the feeling of those fingers, but then the attention and focus shifts again for him to Gentaro's searing affection. He beams up at him, albeit a touch hazily.]
I trust you absolutely. I wouldn't do this with anyone else.
I will never squander that trust. It is precious to me.
[ That warms Gentaro, and he kisses him deeply, crooking his fingers just slightly. He feels like he'll go mad with need and desire, but patience is one of his few virtues. He's very determined to make Dice feel as good as possible, and if he loses himself in his pleasure, well...
Gentaro will bring him back. Always.
He wraps a hand around Dice's length, stroking him slowly as he draws his fingers back and adds a third. Gentaro imagines the stretch must be overwhelming, so as he moves his fingers slowly and strokes him, he watches Dice's face. ]
[The way he crooks his fingers makes Dice let out a sound too loud for the room they're in, and a moment later, when Gentaro relents just a touch, he covers his mouth with his arm, biting at the back of his wrist.
But Gentaro doesn't stop. He goes further, adds more, and Dice's hips buck into the stroking at his cock, too. He's starting to get overwhelmed again, but in the best ways. It's too much, but he isn't giving in and saying that because it also feels divine.]
I'm fine. [He's more than fine. He's started to really get into this.] I'm... [He's getting hard again, which is shocking to him, to say the least.] ...This isn't it, is it?
[ He presses a kiss to his forehead, enamored with Dice's reactions. Before he answers, Gentaro rubs his thumb over the head of his cock. Watching him still, he slides his fingers out. ]
No--no, this isn't it. [ He's a touch breathless as he kisses him twice: once on the lips before lowering his head and pressing his lips over Dice's heart. ] I've wanted you for a very long time.
[ He's nearly out of his mind with desire and need. Gentaro reaches for the bottle and generously slicks up his cock. Absently, as he moves between Dice's legs and nudges against his hole, he can't remember the last time he was this hard. It's agony, but Gentaro doesn't hate it.
Wiping his fingers on the sheets--he'll change them later, probably--he then cups Dice's cheek. It's a powerful moment when he realizes he's the first to take him like this. His expression softens. Touching their foreheads together, he murmurs, ]
It will be more uncomfortable than just my fingers. I'll go slowly, but if it is too much, do not hesitate to tell me.
[ He gives Dice several moments to process that before he pushes in slowly, slowly. Even so, Gentaro draws in a sharp gasp. Dice is tight and hot around him and feels absolutely incredible--better than he's ever had--but he sticks to his word and watches his face for any indication of pain or discomfort.
He can't keep himself from letting out an overwhelmed, nearly choked-out-- ]
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He shivers at Dice's request, eyes darker and half-lidded now. Gentaro kisses him sweetly, then grabs the glass bottle and slicks his fingers up. ]
Mm. Of course I'll be gentle. The last thing I want to do is hurt you. [ a pause. ] I will warn you that it will be uncomfortable at first. If you need me to slow down, please tell me.
[ He leans in and kisses him deeply, fingers nudging between his legs. Gentaro trails kisses down to his neck, marking him lightly with nips and sucks as he presses his fingers in slowly, gently. ]
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He watches him slick up his fingers, then moves his legs wider apart so Gentaro can have access. It's simple enough, he supposes. The only thing that keeps him from squirming in discomfort is the way Gentaro is marking him, planting kiss after sweetly possessive kiss.
It isn't bad. He wants to say as much, but instead he simply lets out a breath he forgot he was holding and relaxes back a little more. There's an odd quiet between them as he gets used to the sensations, but he comes to love it, if only because it's Gentaro doing it.
When he finally speaks, he's hesitant.]
This is how it's done, then.
[A chuckle, then a full-body shiver.]
It makes me feel warm all over.
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Hmm, does it? [ He doesn't know what this feels like, but Gentaro thinks-- maybe it wouldn't be so bad to let Dice take him. He shivers lightly at the idea, and he decides one day, he'd like that. ] You're doing so well, Dice.
[ He eases another finger inside him, biting at the junction of neck and shoulder. Already, Dice feels incredible, and Gentaro thanks his self-control. Of course, he'd never rush things. It's just that no other partner has ever excited him like Dice has.
His gaze softens as he lifts his head, expression impossibly gentle and loving. ]
You're lovely. Thank you for trusting me like this.
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He squirms a bit from time to time as he adjusts to the feeling of those fingers, but then the attention and focus shifts again for him to Gentaro's searing affection. He beams up at him, albeit a touch hazily.]
I trust you absolutely. I wouldn't do this with anyone else.
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[ That warms Gentaro, and he kisses him deeply, crooking his fingers just slightly. He feels like he'll go mad with need and desire, but patience is one of his few virtues. He's very determined to make Dice feel as good as possible, and if he loses himself in his pleasure, well...
Gentaro will bring him back. Always.
He wraps a hand around Dice's length, stroking him slowly as he draws his fingers back and adds a third. Gentaro imagines the stretch must be overwhelming, so as he moves his fingers slowly and strokes him, he watches Dice's face. ]
How are you feeling?
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But Gentaro doesn't stop. He goes further, adds more, and Dice's hips buck into the stroking at his cock, too. He's starting to get overwhelmed again, but in the best ways. It's too much, but he isn't giving in and saying that because it also feels divine.]
I'm fine. [He's more than fine. He's started to really get into this.] I'm... [He's getting hard again, which is shocking to him, to say the least.] ...This isn't it, is it?
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No--no, this isn't it. [ He's a touch breathless as he kisses him twice: once on the lips before lowering his head and pressing his lips over Dice's heart. ] I've wanted you for a very long time.
[ He's nearly out of his mind with desire and need. Gentaro reaches for the bottle and generously slicks up his cock. Absently, as he moves between Dice's legs and nudges against his hole, he can't remember the last time he was this hard. It's agony, but Gentaro doesn't hate it.
Wiping his fingers on the sheets--he'll change them later, probably--he then cups Dice's cheek. It's a powerful moment when he realizes he's the first to take him like this. His expression softens. Touching their foreheads together, he murmurs, ]
It will be more uncomfortable than just my fingers. I'll go slowly, but if it is too much, do not hesitate to tell me.
[ He gives Dice several moments to process that before he pushes in slowly, slowly. Even so, Gentaro draws in a sharp gasp. Dice is tight and hot around him and feels absolutely incredible--better than he's ever had--but he sticks to his word and watches his face for any indication of pain or discomfort.
He can't keep himself from letting out an overwhelmed, nearly choked-out-- ]
D... Dice.