[There is a particular thrill that Harry gets from vocal partners. Partly, it's the confirmation: if they're moaning, then he must be doing something right. But it's also the sense of freedom that comes with the knowledge that it's safe. Nobody is going to throw back a curtain or push open a thin door. They won't be flogged or worse. They can just be together, flesh to flesh.
Harry groans and bites his lower lip.]
I. Yes. Ah. Yes.
[It's easier to give in than to fight the inevitable. He lets his hips rock now, his heels digging into the mattress to help gain more leverage. Harry's breathing comes faster, more ragged as he chases his climax.
When it comes he grabs both of Theo's hips and pulls, keeping him screwed down on his lap as he spasms inside him.]
[Theo gets louder the closer he can tell Harry is, riding his hips as best he can - flexing and allowing himself to be pulled down flush against him for when he spills. His chest is rising and falling quickly, color running across his face and neck, and Theo brushes back some messy hair that's damp from sweat and sticking to his brow. While he patiently waits, edging himself a little because his cock is throbbing, he sighs pleasantly.]
Is it bad I want to keep you in me?
[A breath, Theo's hand is around Harry's, gently imploring it to move again.]
[He can do that much - easy. Theo's chin tips up and he starts to rock just a little, feeling Harry's hand start to move and fucking into the firmness of it while he still has pressure also playing up against his prostate. His thigh trembles as a sure sign that it's working and he loudly encourages Harry on ("please, yes, yes, please, just like that-") until he feels the heat coil in him and he comes all across Harry's knuckles and his own with another loud, wanton cry.]
[Theo's chest heaves with heavy breaths and he looks down at Harry, eyes low-lidded but enamored with him. He wants to just collapse right on top of him, fall into his arms in the midst of a mess and lay there indefinitely. Instead he sits for a moment longer, moving slowly to brace his hands on Harry's abdomen so as he lifts up onto his knees he feels him slide out of him slowly. Feels the way he leaks down his leg just as quickly, biting his tongue and cheekily looking up at Harry so he sees too.]
[He laughs, kissing where his chin was just resting. Murmurs something like "at least give me a minute to lay with you" before he'll abide by getting up.]
[Harry forces himself up as well, feeling self conscious on the short walk to the en suite. He washes up at the sink with a washcloth in such a way that it's evident he's used to doing exactly that - it's not like he was having a lot of proper baths while on a boat.
He looks at Theo briefly with a shy little smile.]
[Theo hovers like a hummingbird (marveling at the run of mess down his thigh once in the bathroom,) and takes to cleaning up neatly - before he'll lean up against Harry in front of the mirror, arms winding around him.]
Depends. Do I get to wear something that smells like you?
[The reflection is something Harry can't quite get straight in his mind. That's him, but then there's Theo. Beautiful, beautiful Theo. And they're embracing.
[And he kisses Harry on the cheek before peeling away, fingertips caressing down Harry's arm as he walks away - finally breaking contact entirely to disappear into the other room. He turns around, walking backward, just as he goes through the doorway.]
I'm going to go pilfer your closet, just in case you want to put me in something specific.
[He hurries to said closet. The sleepwear he owns is a mostly old fashioned nightshirts, although there are also two modern cotton pajama sets. It is one of the former that he takes for himself.
Pulling it on, he offers a timid smile before retiring to the bed.]
[Theo spends a little bit longer, grabbing one of those night shirts and holding it up to himself like measuring a dress - sadly all that he could put into it might not be able to make it sexy (sorry Harry,) so he takes only the bottoms of another pajama set and slips them on, cinching around the waist before hopping into bed next to Harry. He warms his hands up under his side with a soft 'sorry'.]
[Sometimes Theo needs to remember that time and worlds change quite a bit - he rests close, close enough to feel the swell of Harry's chest when he breathes and for Harry to feel his too. He wonders if he could also feel the beat of his heart. He hopes so, so Harry can feel how calm it is and take refuge in the fact Theo feels safe here.]
I know it can feel like a lot when you're not used to it.
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Harry groans and bites his lower lip.]
I. Yes. Ah. Yes.
[It's easier to give in than to fight the inevitable. He lets his hips rock now, his heels digging into the mattress to help gain more leverage. Harry's breathing comes faster, more ragged as he chases his climax.
When it comes he grabs both of Theo's hips and pulls, keeping him screwed down on his lap as he spasms inside him.]
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Is it bad I want to keep you in me?
[A breath, Theo's hand is around Harry's, gently imploring it to move again.]
Keep your cum in me, too?
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[Breathless. Soft. And undeniably horny in spite of having just come.
Harry remembers his hand and strokes firmly and quickly.]
I want it in you until you spend. Then I... I want to see it leak out of you.
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[He can do that much - easy. Theo's chin tips up and he starts to rock just a little, feeling Harry's hand start to move and fucking into the firmness of it while he still has pressure also playing up against his prostate. His thigh trembles as a sure sign that it's working and he loudly encourages Harry on ("please, yes, yes, please, just like that-") until he feels the heat coil in him and he comes all across Harry's knuckles and his own with another loud, wanton cry.]
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Beautiful. Oh, you perfect, lovely man.
[He lifts his hand and licks Theo's cum off of it without really thinking about it.]
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Got a good angle?
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A most lovely angle, thank you.
Will you kiss me Teddie? I should like that, very much.
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[Just, you know, to really get that redness going. He grins, and just before he does just that:]
Certainly.
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You're very special to me. Is. Is that alright to say?
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[Theo shifts to the side, laying down next to Harry - hand resting on his chest.]
You're very special to me too. Very special indeed.
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That pleases me very much.
Will you stay the night?
[Hopeful, but guilty for feeling so.]
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[He says, stroking his palm against his chest and worming his way into his side.
Chin on Harry's chest, he looks at him with wide, mirthful eyes:]
D'you want me to wait until the morning to clean up? Keeping you in me all night?
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No, no. That will be uncomfortable. Let's clean up.
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[He laughs, kissing where his chin was just resting. Murmurs something like "at least give me a minute to lay with you" before he'll abide by getting up.]
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He looks at Theo briefly with a shy little smile.]
Do. Ah. You want something to sleep in?
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Depends. Do I get to wear something that smells like you?
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It makes him smile giddily.]
Oh, yes! Yes, of course.
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[And he kisses Harry on the cheek before peeling away, fingertips caressing down Harry's arm as he walks away - finally breaking contact entirely to disappear into the other room. He turns around, walking backward, just as he goes through the doorway.]
I'm going to go pilfer your closet, just in case you want to put me in something specific.
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You may have anything you like. I can show you...
[He hurries to said closet. The sleepwear he owns is a mostly old fashioned nightshirts, although there are also two modern cotton pajama sets. It is one of the former that he takes for himself.
Pulling it on, he offers a timid smile before retiring to the bed.]
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Now this is good and cozy.
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He curls into Theo after a moment's hesitation. So softly it's barely audible he confesses:]
I've not had a man sleep overnight in my bed before. I've shared very close quarters, so we may as well have, but that was...
[On the ice.]
...different.
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[Sometimes Theo needs to remember that time and worlds change quite a bit - he rests close, close enough to feel the swell of Harry's chest when he breathes and for Harry to feel his too. He wonders if he could also feel the beat of his heart. He hopes so, so Harry can feel how calm it is and take refuge in the fact Theo feels safe here.]
I know it can feel like a lot when you're not used to it.
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[And a little thrilling, like he's breaking a rule of some sort.]
But I must apologise if I do anything wrong. Kick you, perhaps. I'm afraid I don't always sleep soundly.
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[Things he doesn't say: "I've slept with so many people, nothing really bothers me anymore".]
You just have to promise me that if I ever, ever snore? You will never tell me.
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I promise.
...thank you, Teddie. Sleep well.
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