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I will not make this look pretty later, don't believe me it's all a lie

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INVENTORY:

-The Punisher: Wolfwood's cross gun, normally covered in wrappings.
INFO from the mods on use so I don't forget: The cross-gun will be able to fire regular bullets (regains of these can be handwaved; silvered bullets can be purchased in the bonus AC store) just fine, without any special nerfs. The laser feature will be usable a max of 3 times a month.

-4 Vials of his Drugs(tm)
Info from the mods on use so I don't forget: Wolfwood can start with up to 5 vials of his Lab Drugs. More of these can be regained for the price of a Small Item (a maximum of 5 at once), but they will not work on other player characters for obvious reasons. Their healing ability will also be slightly nerfed to not heal anything instantaneously, but rather over a few minutes.
3/7: All Vials have been used. Will need to purchase replacements if he wants to use them again.
???: Forgot to put the date here but he's purchased more Vials, one has been used to he has 4 currently.

-A lighter

-A carton of cigarettes, more can be purchased/handwaved

-A winter coat that Heimr bullied him into purchasing

-A matching pair of boots for the coat

-A little knit wolf with sunglasses from Elsword.

-A blanket from Livio.

-A handgun with a wolf engraved on the handle.

-A black husky named Angelina

-A belt pouch to carry his regeneration vials with a cross emblazoned into the leather.

-Authentic rosary beads, with beads made from black glass and a heavy, silver cross pendant

-A black leather choker with a silver cross pendant, similar to the rosary

-A whole church(tm)

-A wool knit cat plushie from Pure Vanilla

-3 tomas chicks that currently live in Kiera's barn

-3 londonites

-Wolf skull shaped cufflinks

-A dagger for his "birthday" from Gnosis

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[Ain is eager to return the kiss, of course. How could he not be? He giggles right against Wolfwood's lips, giddy as all hell that Wolfwood is into this — and him — literally at all.]

I read a lot of romance books! [It started out as him trying to understand and wound up with him developing romantic traits, oops. When you grow a personality based off of What The Humans Are Doing, things stick with you.] You're the one who said you wanted to continue, after all~.

Well maybe I just wanna see how much sappier you can get. Ever think of that?

[Yet here he is, smooching Ain whenever there's a break in their conversation, letting his lips press against his own, or his cheeks, or his forehead. Basically anywhere he can reach, really.]

And all that sugar's for me. Makin' me feel spoiled.

I could go pick roses and spread rose petals all over the bed, but I don't think your dick will survive, haha!

[He's still laying over Wolfwood, so he wiggles his own hips on Wolfwood's to make a point.]

How about I try to undo your pants with my teeth instead? I'm pretty sure I can! [He cannot. He will not be able to do this. He has never done this he has no mouth finesse don't fall for it wolfwood]

[Ough yeah, no, not surviving that. No need though, since if Ain tried to get up now, Wolfwood would pin him to the bed for it.

That sounds a lot more fun than Ain leaving to go get roses, though. He raises a brow at the suggestion and stretches out a little bit more.]

I'd love t'see that.

[You know how some things really only work in porn? Ain is about to figure out that some things really only work in porn.

So! He slides down between Wolfwood's thighs. Looks at his belt... takes that off with his hands. Okay, now that that's out of the way, his pants look simple. A button and a zipper? Yeah he can tooootally do this.

So he puts his face down on Wolfwood's crotch, having to dodge around the tent in his pants so that his teeth can go where they need to go. And then he tugs at the button... and then he tugs at the surrounding fabric and moves his head a bit...

...

At this point all he's really doing is drooling all over Wolfwood's stomach and pants. Completely unsexy. He cannot figure out how to manoeuvre the button, though, so he just. Brings his head up—]

Hey, close your eyes real quick!

[—and when Wolfwood does this, Ain undoes his pants with his hands, then does the actual zipper portion with his teeth because that's easy, and then cheerfully announces:]

Wow, I did it! First try and everything~.

[Unsexy, perhaps, but really damn funny and endearing too. He can't help but snort as he watches Ain try so hard to get it done, even if it means he's just kindof slobbering all over him at first...and even though he can tell what he's doing by feel alone, he'll look up at the ceiling and close his eyes while Ain cheats a little and uses his hands.]

Woow yeah, first try. You sure got a knack for this sorta thing.

[God. God he's so morosexual. Why does he love idiots so much.]

Now just gotta get the rest of me undressed.

[Ain giggles, moving aside so that he can actually pull Wolfwood's pants off. You know, without getting kicked in the head or something. The process of undressing can be extremely unsexy when the pantlegs get snagged on things, but that's fine. Eventually, clothes come off — all of Wolfwood's, leaving Ain the only one kind-of dressed right now — and Ain plops back between Wolfwood's thighs and lays his cheek on one of them. Dangerously close to his cock, of course.]

So~. Do you wanna fuck my mouth this time?

[Ugh. Cute cute he's so fucking cute...Wolfwood should be praised for how still he remains as Ain gets his pants off for him, leaving him entirely undressed now and at Ain's mercy because of it. He has no shame at this point since they've seen each other naked plenty of times and Wolfwood's already had his head up the guy's skirt, so!! You can only go up from here, truly.

Honestly, he kindof finds the half-dressed-still look to be incredibly attractive. There's something to fucking a guy still wearing a clothes, especially when it's sultry lingerie, he doesn't know.

When Ain asks that though, he chuckles and reaches down to pull his fingers through Ain's hair.]

Well I think it's only fair. Yeah?

[Plus, he imagines that's what Ain's been wanting.]

[Wolfwood is totally allowed to fuck Ain in this skirt, just saying, he's already had his head under there. He'll just have to say something before Ain undresses fully.

Of course that's what he wants, though. The first time, he gave this sloppy, no-finesse havin' blowjob because they were underwater and he was desperately horny and never got the chance to try before. He knows he needs more experience, but he also knows he has a kink, so like.

Fuck him up pretty boy.]

I trust you. Give me a moment to get you down my throat though, okay?

[We don't go 0 to 100. Ain considers it, but that might kill him. So first things first: Getting up from where he's using Wolfwood's thigh as a pillow, situating himself properly... immediately licking the man from base to tip like he's candy. If Wolfwood is messy at all, Ain is cleaning him off with his tongue, tracing veins and stopping to lap at the glans.]

Take your time, baby.

[Ooooh he said the thing-

He wants Ain to enjoy this though, more than anything. They have all of the time in the world to do this, and though Wolfwood is horny as hell, he's in no particularly huge rush either. He'll sit back and get comfortable while Ain sort of sizes him up, then moans a sigh of relief the moment he finally puts his mouth on him. Having real contact, even if it's teasing like the way he just licks him, is still akin to water in a desert right now as he sinks into it, relaxing as he strokes Ain's hair from the top of his head back to the nape of his neck.]

Fuck yeah...

[Ain may as well be parched, too, from how eager he is to simply put Wolfwood in his mouth. Or against his cheek, as Wolfwood will get in a second, when Ain lowers himself to the base and plants open-mouthed kisses around it, sucking lightly on the sides with no real aim other than to tease. And then he looks up at Wolfwood and grins with the man's cock resting fully against his face, winks, and goes right back to what he was doing.

Look. He may not know what he's doing 95% of the time. But the 5% he does know involves how to play with a dick and tease.

So he keeps lapping at Wolfwood, perhaps too much on the teasing. He takes the head into his mouth however briefly and sucks, gentle, flattening his tongue across the underside.

He's not yet putting Wolfwood down his throat, though. One more pass at this up and down kitten licking first, and then he's back to the head and actually trying to take Wolfwood in properly. Slow going, of course, with Ain bobbing his head and remembering how to flex his jaw to accommodate the size, slowly sliding lower and lower with each pass. When he actually gets most of the way down, though, he stops. Cracks open an eye, looks at Wolfwood.

Do your worst, he's going to sit here and cockwarm you otherwise.]

[Wolfwood tracks Ain's every movement, even the most minuscule, with little darting flicks of his eyes as he kisses him across sensitive skin, laps at him gently with a soft, teasing tongue, then finally takes the tip of him into his mouth to give him some real suction. He wants nothing more than to just fuck that pretty face of his, but he's being patient....sooo good and patient. He wants to give Ain the time to have the full experience (and to work his way up to face-fucking, he isn't just going to spring that on him unexpectedly). So he watches, teeth grit behind his lips as he starts slowly taking him in, bobbing his head as he re-acquaints himself with the feeling. He remembers how sloppy and uncoordinated the last one was, he just knows he was too horny to care. He figures if that happens this time, it will be the same thing.

But then...when he has most of him in, and Wolfwood thinks he may actually be going all the way, he stops. Agonizingly close to where he wants him, he just stops. He can feel the warm wetness of his throat and mouth all around him, his tongue shifting against the shaft every so often.

That look tells him exactly what he was beginning to suspect.]

...y'sure? I'll go slow, but...

[He can't promise that will last forever.]

[Well, Wolfwood, Ain would love to answer but he has you down his throat right now. Like what do you want him to do?? Give an unsexy thumbs up?

...

Ain gives the unsexy thumbs up, and then plops his hand back down onto Wolfwood's inner thigh to draw little hearts against his skin with his thumb.

...

And then he slides down lower, all the way to the base. No gag reflex, just like last time. His nose meets the hair just underneath Wolfwood's navel and he relaxes his jaw more, swallowing around him and going completely still.

If Wolfwood still does not get the memo Ain is going to start pinching him.]

[Well that sure does answer his question, don't it?

Wolfwood exhales on a shaky breath as he readjusts the position of his hand resting atop Ain's head, knowing that if and when he gets a little too into this, he's going to be liable to start pulling on that hair of his pretty roughly. He'll try not to pull it out or anything but, you know. Ain still lacks a gag reflex so he can only promise so much.

The thumbs up is appreciated, though. Consent is sexy!! And even though he's reasonably sure he and Ain are on very much the same wavelength here, it's much better to be safe than sorry in instances like these. With permission granted, he will happily start to move his hips, rocking them forward as gently and slowly as he can manage...at least to start.]

[Slow is probably the best way to do it, instead of breaking Ain's goddamn neck. He appreciates it either way, relaxing into Wolfwood's hold. Not going limp, but just letting himself be manhandled. Sue him, he likes it.

While they're still being slow, Ain draws his nails up the inside of Wolfwood's thighs, lightly grazing the skin. Then back down again, around to his hips, where he grips them to hold himself in place.

Ain sucks gently while this is ongoing, flattening his tongue against Wolfwood to increase the pressure just slightly. He's okay with taking it faster, if his partner wants. He may not have experience, but that's the fun of it.]

[He wants to go faster, like...pretty much immediately. Unsurprisingly. But he is managing to behave, if only just. He can tell that Ain would be okay with more, it's just how much more. He needs to figure that out before he just goes at it guns blazing with no restraint whatsoever.

He rubs a thumb against Ain's cheekbone, soothingly, before starting to actually move. It's no longer the slow, tentative few inches in, few out. It's a regular sort of pace, still slow for Ain to keep up with, but something more regular without the frequent stops and starts. He isn't quite in Ain's throat yet by any means, but if Ain did happen to have a gag reflex, he probably would be sweating a little bit.

He's so good. Wolfwood doesn't think Ain realizes just how good.]

[As usual, Ain's skin is very soft. Maybe Wolfwood notices, maybe he doesn't. Ain is grateful for the touch regardless, even if he can't voice it. His eyes close, and were he not occupied, he'd surely be leaning into the touch. Since he can't do that, he squeezes Wolfwood's thighs with both hands responsively, moaning around him when the pace picks up.

Just like last time he did this, though it was more active (and sloppy) on Ain's part, he's growing desperately hornier by the second. At least this time he won't be left there still horny and cleaning up his own mess in the end.

Honestly, Wolfwood doesn't have to move that much to get Ain moaning around him. He's enjoying it just as much as Wolfwood is... maybe if not more so, if the way he's having to squeeze his thighs together is any indication.]

[Ain won't be left horny and cleaning up his own mess in the end. Oh, oh no.

He'll be getting something much different, as Wolfwood strokes the top of his hair lovingly, from the crown of his head back to the nape of his neck.]

Good...ugh, you're doin' so good.

[Praise! Praise for a job well done, even while Ain is still doing it, as Wolfwood rocks his hips into his mouth, the sound of the slight suction created by his lips wrapped around him louder than anything else going on in the room. He exhales slowly, pulls his bottom lip between his teeth, and gives a particularly long thrust that causes the head of his cock to briefly tap against the back of Ain's throat.]

So good for me...

[The praise makes him melt, honestly. As much as a man can melt with a dick in his mouth, anyway, but if Wolfwood was wondering? Yeah, Ain has a praise kink, and he shows that much by the way his face heats up and he moans around the man as though he's actually being fucked right now. To be fair, he sort of is, but.

There is no earthly way a man should be this horny, right? Right—

Wolfwood's dick barely even grazes the back of Ain's throat and he practically sobs out another moan, eyes rolling back into his head while his eyelashes flutter. Good god he is about to act up. He is about to become the worst version of himself and shove himself down onto Wolfwood's dick like hello hi put that right in the back of his throat.]

[He'd been wondering if he might. Ain seems to be very receptive to positive feedback and reinforcement, which isn't uncommon because of course people want people to say nice things about them, but he gets the sense that especially now Ain needs it. Given what he's been through and his specific insecurities, it's something Wolfwood is happy to offer. Not just because he needs it, either, but because he wants to.

He thinks he deserves it, bottom line.

So he'll stroke his hair and murmur soft noises of encouragement around the unabashed moaning he's doing. And for a moment it's just a few seconds of this, until Ain starts really feeling it and Wolfwood realizes that he's not going to actually be able to keep himself OUT of his throat for that much longer.

He chuckles, an amused sound deep in his chest, and looks down at Ain with a quirked brow.]

A'ight, well. Jus' remember you asked for it...

[Because now he's moving so both hands are gripping either side of Ain's head. It's really the only warning he gets before the training wheels come off, and Wolfwood's already regulated pace gets even faster, hard and deep enough now that his thighs will meet with Ain's lips every thrust in.]

[Wolfwood he's been asking for it the whole time, he will remember and he will not forget. As it is, he is... fucking struggling. Struggling with horny. Struggling to not reach between his legs and jerk himself off because there is nothing that gets Ain going more than a man shoving himself down his throat, apparently.

He's being patient, moreso because he thinks he'll just bust instantly if he even gets a little bit of friction here. So he squeezes Wolfwood's thighs, nails digging into the soft skin, and braces for more. And...

God, finally. Ain can only close his eyes and take it, letting Wolfwood have his way with him. It is, to date, the hottest thing he's done ever in his life. There was something about them getting each other off in the semi-public gloom of the underwater lab, yeah, but this? God, no contest, he would sit here all day if he could. He has a feeling, though, that Wolfwood won't last that long.

So, helpfully, Ain increases the pressure a bit. Flattens his tongue along Wolfwood and sucks him down in earnest, getting ready to swallow anything that he's about to have pumped down his throat.]

[Well guess what, Ain? Wolfwood just rolled a 18 for being able to last, so unfortunately you gotta make it through one more tag...but that probably isn't the worst thing in the world, considering it means you just get more of what you've been craving this whole time. That being: Wolfwood's cock deep in the back of your throat. And make no mistake, now that Wolfwood is properly thrusting into Ain's mouth? There won't be a single moment he isn't balls deep. Hopefully he remembered to take a big, deep breath of fresh air before they started.

He's got the perfect angle, too. Just right to hit the back of his throat every time, enough that he's able to see his throat swell from the force of his length going inside. He can tell Ain's enjoying it too, judging by the way he's moaning and tightening his throat around him, on top of the way he's unable to sit still like he needs more friction but simply can't get enough of it.]

Fuck...Fuck, Ain....Ainnn...

[He's moaning his name now in earnest as well, a deep sound that shakes through Ain's body and likely just makes that horny affliction all the worse.]

M'- m'gettin' close-

[Wolfwood lasting a long time while Ain is struggling not to die. Don't get him wrong, though, he loves it. He loves every second of it, he loves having Wolfwood in his throat and hearing him choke on his moans like that. Good God he's hot.

There are tears in his eyes, and though they're closed, a few do fall. They're not bad, more a result of having his head jerked around than anything. Wolfwood might feel them on his fingers. Ain, however, barely notices.

Too horny to care, frankly. He takes deep breaths in through his nose and gets ready to hold it while he's swallowing everything down.]

[Just a few more seconds is all Wolfwood needs, at this point. He's on the razor's edge of getting lost in it, having to remind himself not to break the poor guy's neck in his enthusiasm. He keeps his grip firm but not so hard that he'll hurt him, though the last few seconds do get just a little bit rough. It's very brief, but Ain will feel Wolfwood pound into him for just a span of a breath before he finally hits his peak and tumbles over that blissful edge, letting out a sound Ain's probably never quite heard from him before. It's massively horny and very afflicted as he pulls Ain's face flush with his pelvis, his hips still vaguely jerking as he pumps him full down the back of his throat in rhythmic spurts, his breath escaping him now in shuddering gasps.

It's just like the last time, although it's somehow even more.]

[It's a lot! It's a lot for a man who only half-swallowed last time and had to pull off midway through to get a facial instead. This time, there's no pulling away, and Ain's been building up to preparing for that this whole time. Don't get him wrong, he liked the facial, he will continue to like them in the future, but there's something so damn good about getting to swallow everything too.

Ain sits perfectly still and takes all of it, having to swallow rapidly in large gulps to make sure he doesn't drown or unsexily choke or anything of the sort... but he's also desperately moaning the entire time, too, too heated to think about anything other than the fact that this feels really good. Why does this feel good? Kinks are so weird he swears to god—

No time to psychoanalyze himself either way. Ain keeps swallowing until Wolfwood is spent, gives it a minute... and slowly slides free with a wet pop, only to think to himself "oh hey missed a spot" and lap at the tip of Wolfwood again. Y'know. Just to make sure. Wouldn't want to leave him messy, nope.

After that, he has to take a moment to die. Aka he just lays his head on Wolfwood's thigh and catches his breath. He may not have to breathe but that doesn't mean he's not used to it, having a human body and all.]

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