[the feeling floods back into his hands in a series of pricks and a maddening tingling sensation. he moans softly and flexes his fingers a few times before tentatively creeping toward the open v of bells' pants.
he hesitates for a moment, the tips of his fingers resting just against the metal teeth of his zipper, eyes hooded and mouth slightly gaping.
stiles licks his lips and slips his hand down with a little 'oh' as his fingers curl around hot flesh. his other hand comes up to cup at bells' hip as he slowly grows a bit more confident in his movements and gets a firmer grip, twisting his wrist a little as he strokes up toward the head.
he has plenty of experience with handling dick's, at least. he's got that one in the bag.]
[ When he licks his lips, Bells drops his head down to kiss him, something close to a moan leaving him at the first touch of those fingers. It's been way too long for him, so long he's kind of lost track of it, and that's never a good thing with Bells. But this? Definitely a good thing. And it's been fun, no emotional hang-ups or whatever else that might have come with it before.
Maybe he should feel guilty, but fuck. It's kind of hard feeling anything but pleased when there's a hand around your dick. ]
Yeah, that's good. [ He rolls his hips, a bit more demanding now. ] Just like that. [ They've got plenty of time to get much more creative, but he'll just enjoy this for now. Eyes closed, he breathes encouragement against the side of Stiles' mouth with each little kiss he gives him. ]
[stiles surges into the kiss with a soft, pleased sigh as he slide his thumb over the head of bells' cock, gathering up a smear of precome to help slick the way as he pumps his hand long and firm along his shaft.
he licks hotly into bells' mouth and sucks on his tongue, moaning happily into his mouth and running the thumb of the hand cupping bells' hip across the sharp jut of his hip bone.]
[ The slide of his thumb causes his hips to jerk, and Bells shudders just from the thought of having Stiles do that again, eager to have more. He's enthusiastic about it, at least. He'll give him that. ]
Fuck-- [ It's spit out between grit teeth once he draws back a little for breath, sliding his hand along Stiles' cheek to get his fingers under his head. He needs a little control, something, and he fists his hair, drawing his head back so he can bite at the underside of his chin and lick down to suck at his Adam's apple. Another groan, and Bells rocks into the motion of the his hand, silently asking for more. ]
[stiles rubs his thumb along the head again when bells reacts so well to it, runs a fingernail lightly across the slit, only for his tight and controlled jacking to stutter and jump at the sudden bit of pain as bells pulls at his hair.]
Ohmygod [he whimpers when bells starts to attack his throat with his mouth, and his nails dig into the soft skin of bells' hip and stomach as his own cock begins to perk up a little already at the proceedings.
teenagers, eh bell? his hand picks up a bit of speed and enthusiasm, as he begins to get more comfortable with the motions.]
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[ He'd laugh if he wasn't so distracted, but he can work with that. He can more than work with that. Bells breathes out against wet skin, licking down to his collarbone and sucking again until he's sure a bruise might show up later. Then, he's nosing his way back to Stiles' mouth and gently easing up on his hair. ]
You wanna do something even better?
[ Mostly rhetorical. Because too bad, they're doing it anyway.
Bells slips a hand between them to grip Stiles' wrist, giving it a squeeze as he peels his fingers from him and shifts to straddle his thighs. He feels him getting hard again, and that's even better, thrusting so their cocks slide together. Just once, and he's wrapping both their hands around them, smirk present as he gives an experimental stroke in an effort to find a better rhythm. His breath is a little rougher now. ]
Come on, come on. [ A bit of a whine, and he tries to take it faster. ]
[stiles is nodding eagerly, getting his mouth on any part of bells that he can reach when the man starts to pull his hand away. he makes a tiny noise of disappointment before choking on the sound when bells straddles him and starts to roll his hips.
the hand that isn't wrapped slick and tight around their cocks scrabbles for against his hip for a moment before sliding around to grab at his ass and urge him even closer.]
Yeah, yeah. [stiles whines hard and bites into his bottom lip before thinking better of it and surging forward to suck bells' bottom lip into his mouth instead.
his his buck fast in time with his and bells' jacking. he's still slightly sensitive from bells' mouth earlier, so each twist and grind sends a new frisson of a confusing jumble of over stimulation down his spine that has him whimpering and biting frantically at bells' mouth. ]
[ Somewhere amid the biting and kissing, Bells groans and just lets Stiles do what he wants. His lip stings from the biting, aroused and ready to just push him down against the mattress and fuck against him until there's nothing left in his head but this moment. He licks at his lip and presses into Stiles, bearing down on his mouth until he feels the outline of his teeth against his lips. It's harsh, his breath is harsh, and he just needs-- ]
A little more. C'mon. A little —
[ He doesn't know how long they're like that, how many times their hands move down and up again. Over and over and over. It drives him crazy, makes his whole body shudder, and that Stiles is as responsive as ever... There's a low sound, something deep in his chest, and there's really no time to think, no time to ask for permission. He gives a louder moan, arches his back, and comes between their hands. ]
[at bells' prompting, stiles digs his fingernails into his ass and licks at his teeth, panting into his mouth. ] Come on, god bells, come on...
[when bells comes, the sudden slick heat has stiles rutting jerkily against bells a handful of times more before coming for a second time, slumping over on bells with a deeply satisfied sigh. he buries his nose in bells' throat and just tries to catch his breath.]
[ His entire body is strung out on the pleasure of it, falling onto his side and dragging Stiles with him even as he tucks his face right up against his throat. The intimacy of it doesn't escape him, but he doesn't comment on it either.
Instead, Bells absently searches for some of the sheet, pulling it over them despite the fact they're not even entirely undressed. There's nothing much to say as he catches his breath, smile wide and laugh short as he rakes his fingers gently through Stiles' hair. ]
Wow. [stiles says against bells' throat, voice wrecked and tremulous. he closes his eyes and hums happily, pressing into the fingers combing through his hair and snuggling close. when he finally manages to catch his breath he adds faintly;]
Yeah, I guess it was. [ His hand continues that same motion, cupping the back of his head when he presses up into it. Lazily, Bells tilts enough to kiss whatever he can reach. The side of his face, his hair. Anything. ]
You wanna stay for a while? Maybe we could do something else later.
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he hesitates for a moment, the tips of his fingers resting just against the metal teeth of his zipper, eyes hooded and mouth slightly gaping.
stiles licks his lips and slips his hand down with a little 'oh' as his fingers curl around hot flesh. his other hand comes up to cup at bells' hip as he slowly grows a bit more confident in his movements and gets a firmer grip, twisting his wrist a little as he strokes up toward the head.
he has plenty of experience with handling dick's, at least. he's got that one in the bag.]
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Maybe he should feel guilty, but fuck. It's kind of hard feeling anything but pleased when there's a hand around your dick. ]
Yeah, that's good. [ He rolls his hips, a bit more demanding now. ] Just like that. [ They've got plenty of time to get much more creative, but he'll just enjoy this for now. Eyes closed, he breathes encouragement against the side of Stiles' mouth with each little kiss he gives him. ]
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he licks hotly into bells' mouth and sucks on his tongue, moaning happily into his mouth and running the thumb of the hand cupping bells' hip across the sharp jut of his hip bone.]
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Fuck-- [ It's spit out between grit teeth once he draws back a little for breath, sliding his hand along Stiles' cheek to get his fingers under his head. He needs a little control, something, and he fists his hair, drawing his head back so he can bite at the underside of his chin and lick down to suck at his Adam's apple. Another groan, and Bells rocks into the motion of the his hand, silently asking for more. ]
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Ohmygod [he whimpers when bells starts to attack his throat with his mouth, and his nails dig into the soft skin of bells' hip and stomach as his own cock begins to perk up a little already at the proceedings.
teenagers, eh bell? his hand picks up a bit of speed and enthusiasm, as he begins to get more comfortable with the motions.]
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You wanna do something even better?
[ Mostly rhetorical. Because too bad, they're doing it anyway.
Bells slips a hand between them to grip Stiles' wrist, giving it a squeeze as he peels his fingers from him and shifts to straddle his thighs. He feels him getting hard again, and that's even better, thrusting so their cocks slide together. Just once, and he's wrapping both their hands around them, smirk present as he gives an experimental stroke in an effort to find a better rhythm. His breath is a little rougher now. ]
Come on, come on. [ A bit of a whine, and he tries to take it faster. ]
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the hand that isn't wrapped slick and tight around their cocks scrabbles for against his hip for a moment before sliding around to grab at his ass and urge him even closer.]
Yeah, yeah. [stiles whines hard and bites into his bottom lip before thinking better of it and surging forward to suck bells' bottom lip into his mouth instead.
his his buck fast in time with his and bells' jacking. he's still slightly sensitive from bells' mouth earlier, so each twist and grind sends a new frisson of a confusing jumble of over stimulation down his spine that has him whimpering and biting frantically at bells' mouth. ]
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A little more. C'mon. A little —
[ He doesn't know how long they're like that, how many times their hands move down and up again. Over and over and over. It drives him crazy, makes his whole body shudder, and that Stiles is as responsive as ever... There's a low sound, something deep in his chest, and there's really no time to think, no time to ask for permission. He gives a louder moan, arches his back, and comes between their hands. ]
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[when bells comes, the sudden slick heat has stiles rutting jerkily against bells a handful of times more before coming for a second time, slumping over on bells with a deeply satisfied sigh. he buries his nose in bells' throat and just tries to catch his breath.]
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Instead, Bells absently searches for some of the sheet, pulling it over them despite the fact they're not even entirely undressed. There's nothing much to say as he catches his breath, smile wide and laugh short as he rakes his fingers gently through Stiles' hair. ]
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That was. Pretty awesome.
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You wanna stay for a while? Maybe we could do something else later.
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[stiles smiles against bells' skin and nods his head, arching his neck to give the man more skin to reach.]
Yeah. Sounds good.
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Cool. I'm all yours until then. [ And maybe after too. Who knows. ]
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