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[protectshisown]

Rye what the fuck

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Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He hesitates, at the tears - draws back, the smile flickering out in the face of real concern]

...too much?

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[protectshisown]

[The sound he makes is a desperate, almost agonized sound as Hurricane stops entirely.]

Don't-

You can't stop-please please, Hurricane-I'd be begging for your cock if I could, please don't stop-

[He's shaking up a storm now, more tears in his eyes at the denial of anything at the moment.]

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[crossmyheartandhope]

S-sorry. Sorry, uh -

[He presses his hand to the bulge in the fabric - not just a finger, this time, but the whole palm, starting to rub in earnest. He comes in closer to Rye as he does it, so that he can rest his elbows on the edge of the pond. It frees up his other hand, from keeping him afloat, to go for the buttons at the top of Rye's pants]

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[protectshisown]

[He chokes on air as the contact is back, but more, so much more. No teasing touch, no light fingers, no slow pressure. It was pressure along the length of him, firm and moving quicker than anything has been.]

[His toes and fingers curl tight, shoulders jerking to keep his hips still even as he desperately wants to buck into that hand, a sob escaping him as pleasure rockets through him, body quaking.] Gods please yes yes yes-

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[crossmyheartandhope]

Hey... I got you.

[The hand on the buttons gets them open, finally, and he breaks off rubbing, for a moment, to push his pants open and dip into the waistband of Rye's underwear, to free his cock]

[Then he takes it into his hand - firms his grip, and begins to stroke]

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[protectshisown]

[He whines desperately at the break of contact, then his cock is out, feeling cool in the air after becoming so slick with pre, twitching and throbbing under Hurricane's hand.]

Oh gods- [His voice is breathless as Hurricane begins to stroke, legs and arms jerking, before digging more into the stone at the edge of the pond. A large bit of pre comes at the touch and more keening moans from Rye.] Don't stop, don't stop, please-

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[crossmyheartandhope]

Hey, you're okay. I ain't stopping.

[The strokes are firm and steady, now - not rough, but intent, long and full, the thumb brushing against the underside of the head on every upstroke. Hurricane's other hand comes up, gentle, to pet at his thigh]

You're good, okay? I got you.

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[protectshisown]

[Its so much. Its so much after so long of gentle, barely there touches. Of Hurricane watching. Of fighting to keep himself still. To almost lose it and have it there and so present and intent, his self control is crumbling fast, only holding onto 'be still']

[He gasps with every upstroke, moans echoing in his room, shivering with the gentle pet and effort.]

[Then the word good after failing to be so, his breath catching in his throat, cock twitching hard in Hurricane's hand.] I-I was g-good?

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[crossmyheartandhope]

[The hand on Rye's thigh is gentle, careful; the one on his cock is anything but, picking up the pace a little more, the sound of the motion slick and wet, almost obscene]

Yeah. You did good. You stayed real still for me - did just like I asked.

You can move if you wanna.

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[protectshisown]

[There's another hard twitch and a large bead of precome at the praise, the sound closer to a sob than a normal moan. With ppermission, his hands move to Hurricane's shoulders, legs hooking around jis back, hips starting to buck in earnest as he makes a sound of relief.]

So close, s-so-please let me cum- [His voice is begging and desperate, body still shaking, pre making a near stream from the tip to add to the wet sound.]

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Hurricane's breath catches in his throat, at the sight of him this worked up; he bites down on his lip, hard, and gives a little nod]

Yeah. Yeah, you're good - go on and - and take what you need.

[His hand keeps up its rhythm, long full stroke, creeping a little quicker now - twisting a little, each time he reaches the head, for the added sensation it will provide]

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[protectshisown]

[He's good. The word gets to him hard, makes heat pool inside him, pulling an obscenely loud moan from him, ratcheting up the pleasure quick and hard.]

[Hus claws dig into Hurricane's shoulders, tail and wings fidgetting, hips bucking into his hand desperately, each twist making his breath hitch, and he's good and it can't last, he can't, and he's almost screaming as he cums, hard and quite a lot over Hurricane's hand.]

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[crossmyheartandhope]

Oh, jesus. Look at you.

[His voice is soft and breathless - a little awed]

There you go, look at you. You did so good.

[His hand doesn't stop moving - works him through it, gentling the pace a little but keeping the strokes long and full, drawing out the pleasure]

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[protectshisown]

[Rye whimpers and moans as Hurricane works him through his orgasm, keeps praising him, forehead falling to his shoulder as he pants heavily, body shaking as his cock pulses with each new bit of cum.]

Hurricane....gods Hurricane.... [His voice is shaky and breathless, hips twitching under his hand with every stroke until finally its gets to be too much, a soft whine leaving him.]

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His hand gentles up as Rye winds down - eases back a little and then lets go]

[Hurricane's other hand comes up, almost tentative, to rest at the back of his neck, petting through the fine hair at the base of his skull. Finally, softly:]

...you okay?

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[protectshisown]

[Rye is breathing heavy, still holding onto Hurricane, though not clinging quite as tight, body shaking slightly, but relaxing with the petting.]

...yeah.

Gods, that...just a lot.

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Keeps up the petting, gentle and even. It takes him a moment to speak; when he does, his voice is very soft:]

...sorry.

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[protectshisown]

...

[He is going to pull back his arms.]

[Just to put them on Hurricane's cheek and pull him into a messy, deep kiss.]

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Kisses him back, but it's less pushy, on this end - uncertain, almost]

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[protectshisown]

[This kiss lingers for a loooong moment before he pulls back.] Did I tell you to stop?

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[crossmyheartandhope]

I made you cry, dude.

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[protectshisown]

Hurricane.

Getting overwhelmed by pleasure is really not a bad thing. And if it was a bad thing, I would have told you.

If I needed it to stop, I would say. I wasn't even tied down. I wanted it to happen. [He's very red as he says this, but determined to not look away.]

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[crossmyheartandhope]

You sure?

[He reaches up to touch Rye's face, almost hesitant]

If I pushed too hard, you can say.

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[protectshisown]

I know I'm kind of a masochist, but I'm not that much of one.

[His hand moves up to cover Hurricane's, pressing into the touch.]

If I don't like it, I'll say. I told you. This is about feeling good. No point if it doesn't.

Re: Day 297 - Monster Bingo - Hurricane

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Hesitates, then nods, thumb sweeping over Rye's cheek]

Was it like... okay?