Of course Gar will be good for him. He smiles and kisses along Gar's neck as nimble fingers open the bottle and get lube spread over his fingers. And then he's reaching down to stroke his lover a bit.
"Remember to relax, alright? I'm really good at prepping people, because I've got skills other people don't."
Gar exhales heavily when the other strokes him, pleasure spreading through his entire being.
"I'm relaxed," he murmurs and his brain can't even begin to guess exactly what skills Teddy can do, his shifting is practically limitless. He pressed kisses to any bit of skin he could get to.
"I love you, Teddy," he murmurs, it's not the first time but it feels almost more intimate now that they're at this step.
Yeah, that's good. Teddy likes hte idea of being loved. ANd definitely likes the idea of doing this with his lover. Which, at this moment, means his hand leaves Gar's cock to instead move down and back, slipping between Gar's ass cheeks to tease with thin, quick fingers. Thinner than they were seconds ago.
“You have a thing for tigers?” Gar says but he has a hard time thinking
straight. The sensation of the fingers getting bigger inside of him is mind
boggling and very, very much a turn on.
“Fuck, Teddy,” he moans and it’s more open that time.
"I'm definitely biased. Beyond biased," Teddy agrees, a free hand gripping Gar's hips to lift him a bit more. Even as the rest of him moves down Gar's body to kiss him. To kiss over his stomach.
Gar already feels more and more achingly needy as the other fingers him, kissing over his body. His hand reached out to grip the other's hair, twisting slightly.
"Mmm, Teddy," he breathes, his stomach muscles flexing slightly as the other's lips move over them.
Gar rolls his eyes, pulling lightly at Teddy’s hair in lieu of a retort. He bites his lip, relaxing around Teddy’s fingers even as another presses inside of him. It feels good and it seems effortless.
Gar's breath hitches a little when the other's fingers slip free, leaving him open, aching to be full again. He swallows at the comment and he lifts a shoulder.
Gar looks up at him as the other starts to press in. His heart is racing in a way he seriously isn't really used to as he feels the pressure. He tries to stay relaxed but the instinct to tense kept coming back.
Gar bites a lip as the other starts to stroke him. "I'm okay," Gar says softly. He focuses on taking deep breaths, on relaxing for Teddy because he wants to feel him move.
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"Remember to relax, alright? I'm really good at prepping people, because I've got skills other people don't."
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"I'm relaxed," he murmurs and his brain can't even begin to guess exactly what skills Teddy can do, his shifting is practically limitless. He pressed kisses to any bit of skin he could get to.
"I love you, Teddy," he murmurs, it's not the first time but it feels almost more intimate now that they're at this step.
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“How am I still surprised at the things you can do?”
It just is different when it’s in practice.
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This, though, will be enough for him right now.
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“You have a thing for tigers?” Gar says but he has a hard time thinking straight. The sensation of the fingers getting bigger inside of him is mind boggling and very, very much a turn on.
“Fuck, Teddy,” he moans and it’s more open that time.
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But yeah, he's definitely into Gar. And soon to be in him.
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“You’re bias, Teddy,” Gar says breathlessly. “And shit, you’re really fucking amazing at this.”
He rocks his hips into those fingers, aching for them to go deeper, to be filled up more.
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"Mmm, Teddy," he breathes, his stomach muscles flexing slightly as the other's lips move over them.
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“You’re amazing.”
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"Uh... condoms might be a bad idea, because the piercings might tear it."
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"I'm clean, I trust you.
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"Alright then, don't clench too much."
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"Can you... feel them? The piercings?"
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"Yeah, yeah I can," he breathes out. "They feel good. You feel good."
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