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.
Maybe because it's finally this. It's finally them happening. Finally them getting past their stupid messes and just... being. Teddy nods and catches one of Gar's hands to hold it as he pulls out and slowly pushes back in.
Gar squeezes Teddy's hand, inhaling a little when the other starts to move. He feels the metal, an entirely new sensation and it feels good -- really good.
"I love you," he whispers, and it's not the first time that he's said it, but this time Teddy's inside of him.
Gar looks over Teddy, the way he's flushing and there's a few sounds drawn harsher from him as the other's movements speed up, hit harder inside of him and he grasps the other's bicep with his free hand.
"I love you, Teddy," the words come out in a moan as his hips rock up into the thrusts.
"Love you too," Teddy promises, his voice ragged as he pants. His hands adjust on Gar's hips to lift them, to give him a better angle to pound into the guy, to make sure he hits far enough in that his piercings can absolutely drag against Gar's prostate.
The words feel warmer and more intimate. There's something else that the physical intimacy adds to them that's hard to quantify. That Gar doesn't care if he has words for. Especially when Teddy starts to move just right.
"Fuck," he can't help it, the curse mixing in with the moans as the metal moves against that sensitive bundle of nerves as the other thrusts into him. "So good, Teddy."
"Glad you approve," he chuckles as he makes sure to move just a bit faster. The piercings aren't catching on anything in a way to hurt Teddy, so he's more than happy to keep doing this. "Wanna make you feel amazing, love."
It's really good, the way the piercing presses just right and the sensation of it was different from flesh and each time Gar moans, unable to help himself.
"I love you so much," He returns to that because he does and the amazing feeling of the other inside of him might amplify it just a bit.
"Yeah, me too," Teddy agrees, trying to shift to make sure the piercings stick out just a bit more. "You like it? YOu want it don't you? I could get more."
Gar could feel the difference when Teddy did that and it sent a shudder of pleasure through him. He flushes a little at the other's words and really it's different to hear Teddy talk dirty. Sex had been off the table for so long he didn't know what to expect with his boyfriend.
He liked it, a lot.
"Yeah," he breathed, holding tighter to Teddy and his hips meeting each thrust. "If you want more I definitely wouldn't complain."
Gar wouldn't have complained, everything about Teddy is already amazing, way more amazing than anything he's experienced before -- not that he's super experienced or anything but enough to know that this is extraordinarily good. But as Teddy's cock shifts, the new texture is unbelievably good inside of him.
"Fuck," he groans, rocking his hips up sharply. That took the idea of ribbed condoms to a whole other level.
There were levels that novelty condoms could never get to. He grins and thrusts faster, harder. The eagerness is undeniable now. Each thrust takes him faster and harder, chasing his own relief.
It's definitely far beyond anything a condom could do and he held tighter
to Teddy as the other fucked him hard and so thoroughly. Each thrust drew a
grunt or moan out of Gar, quicker as the other moves faster and he drops
his head back, letting himself drown in the feeling of Teddy taking him,
filling him in a way he's positive no one else could.
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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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"I'm ready," he says and why does he feel so nervous about it? Is it the piercings or is just because Teddy's different, special.
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"I love you," he whispers, and it's not the first time that he's said it, but this time Teddy's inside of him.
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"Say it again."
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"I love you, Teddy," the words come out in a moan as his hips rock up into the thrusts.
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"Love you too," Teddy promises, his voice ragged as he pants. His hands adjust on Gar's hips to lift them, to give him a better angle to pound into the guy, to make sure he hits far enough in that his piercings can absolutely drag against Gar's prostate.
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"Fuck," he can't help it, the curse mixing in with the moans as the metal moves against that sensitive bundle of nerves as the other thrusts into him. "So good, Teddy."
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"I love you so much," He returns to that because he does and the amazing feeling of the other inside of him might amplify it just a bit.
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He liked it, a lot.
"Yeah," he breathed, holding tighter to Teddy and his hips meeting each thrust. "If you want more I definitely wouldn't complain."
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Teddy closes his eyes and lets his cock shift, letting it grow hard studs and bumps around the whole of it.
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"Fuck," he groans, rocking his hips up sharply. That took the idea of ribbed condoms to a whole other level.
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It's definitely far beyond anything a condom could do and he held tighter to Teddy as the other fucked him hard and so thoroughly. Each thrust drew a grunt or moan out of Gar, quicker as the other moves faster and he drops his head back, letting himself drown in the feeling of Teddy taking him, filling him in a way he's positive no one else could.
"Fuck, fuck," he moans, his voice thready.