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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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[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.]

[Thank God Ain was prepared for all of that, because he sure would have felt terrible if he choked and died. Imagine coming back to the garden and everyone is like what happened and you have to be like "uhhhhhhhhh"

Anyway. Wolfwood is spent. His thighs are trembling from the exertion, and he's oversensitive enough that he flinches just a little bit when Ain licks him, but eventually relaxes into it with another heady groan. He feels like he just jizzed his soul out just then so give him a few minutes to recover from all of that.

Seems like Ain is in the same boat though, which frankly he'd be shocked if he wasn't. Time for both of them to die, then!!]

H-haah...j...J-jesus Christ...

[Don't get Ain wrong, he's dying of Edging Disease right now, but he's willing to wait because he thinks Wolfwood really is gonna show up at the Garden and have to be like "yeah I throatfucked a man so hard I died". Luckily they're both still breathing...

Ain scoots up a bit so he can lay off to the side, but with his head on Wolfwood's chest. Pillow. :)]

Haha, you're so cute... [Said with a hoarse voice because he just had his throat distended by a penis, hi.] I liked that~. That was just as fun as having you give me a facial last time!

[Oh, Ain is on his chest now. He huffs as he gets nice and comfortable, tugging Ain a bit closer with his arm moving to loosely wrap around him.]

Yeah? Glad y'liked it...cause you are...really damn good at givin' head. 'Specially for bein' new to it.

[His first time was a bit sloppy, sure, and he might still be a bit uncoordinated, but it's the enthusiasm that matters. And also, the fact that Wolfwood is just so Into him helps.]

Am I? I read a lot of books, does that help? [Sure, but you also have unrealistic expectations about how double penetration and spitroasting work because of it—] Haha, I just like it. I need to practice more, so I hope you won't say no next time~.

[Looks at Wolfwood. Why would he say no to throat penetration look at him—]

Haha, well...I wouldn't say a book is the best teacher, if I'm honest...

[Nor is porn. Please do not use porn as a reference for literally anything ever.]

Practice makes perfect, an' all that. Also I'll be replaced by a clone if I ever say no to gettin' head from you.

[Haha they don't have like, digital porn on Elrios, only nasty books and comics and stuff. Ain is a pure, unsullied (lmao) virgin (haha) and has never ever done or read anything NSFW before (lmfao).]

Okay~ good, noted!

[He's still partly dressed, meanwhile. In that skirt still. Which, since they're just laying here... he will scoot over to Wolfwood, a little closer than they are now, and press his crotch right into Wolfwood's thigh.

Hiii please help him, he was leaking so much while his throat was getting stretched that there's an actual wet spot on the bed a few feet down. This is your subtle reminder that your boyfriend is dying.]

[Ooooh Ain. Ooooooooooh Ain. You're boutta make him act up Ain-

Wolfwood breathes on a pleased sounding rumble as Ain sidles up close to him, pressing his hips right up against his thigh in a way that prompts him to tilt his head over so he can look at Ain with his gaze hooded, their faces just a few inches apart.]

Here's the deal. I wanna fuck you, but I need t'get it back up first.

[He's not like, completely soft, but he's not completely hard either, sooo...

Gives Ain a lil smooch.]

Y'think you can help me out?

[God he HOPES you'll act up what the fuck he's dying—]

Yeah. [...............] Do you... do you want my mouth again? Or... should I finish undressing?

[Remember Wolfwood you're dealing with a virgin, he doesn't have ideas right now he only has questions. Boss him around a little, it's okay.]

Mm...nah. I got a better idea.

[He rolls over, laying on his back as he gestures for Ain to climb up on top of him.]

Keep the skirt on. [He wants to fuck you while you're still wearing it okay, it'll be hot.] C'mere and lay against me. You know frottin', yeah? Rut against me for a lil' bit.

[He knows aaaaaaall about that from those books he reads :)

So, yeah. He will do that. He'll keep the skirt on, but lift it up just a bit while he's readjusting to actually, yknow, free himself from the confines of the fabric. It's still pressed mostly against him, after all, even if the way he's hard is making a very comical tent.

When he's got their hips lined up, though, he reaches down between them just to get Wolfwood's half-hard length in position next to Ain's much harder, much redder from denial one. Lets go, lays firmly across Wolfwood just so he can kiss him while this is ongoing...

Ruts against him once and fucking gasps like he's never been touched in his life. Oh he's got it bad, doesn't he?]

I-I think... nnh, I think I'm a little more wired than I thought, h-haha...

[A little bit of friction is going to make him bust, Wolfwood, is this the risk you're willing to take?]

[Oof. Yeah, okay, maybe that's not gonna really work...]

S'ok. I got another idea.

[Sorry Ain, you're about to get manhandled for a second!

Wolfwood shifts his hips just a little, moving his hands down to grab Ain by the waist. Once he's got a good grip, he hoists him up until he's got him lifted in the air, nudging him up a little further before he sits him back down. Ain will realize they are no longer dick-touching-dick, but instead Wolfwood's dick has been slipped snugly between Ain's asscheeks. His head flumps back against the pillow once he's been enveloped by the warmth, looking up at Ain through his messy bangs.]

There. Rut on me like that n'stead...that won't be too much, yeah?

[Wolfwood do you expect him to live through being fingered at this rate—]

H-haah... p-probably...

[Both of them are severely underestimating how much of a kink Ain has for getting his throat stretched, apparently. It's fine, he'll maybe live through this? Not like they won't both need ten minutes either way; Wolfwood just came and Ain is steadily building up to a third orgasm because his hot boyfriend won't stop pressing all his buttons.

Luckily I rolled a 15 so he's not going to die this tag, but be careful Wolfwood!! Be gentle with him. Or don't.

Either way, Ain is happy to find out that hotdogging? Very hot, actually. He's never really thought much about this one, sort of passed it off as a "yeah okay sure", but actually doing it? Whole other story. He presses his hips back into Wolfwood and rocks up, down, up again... moans and bites his lip like he's trying to hold back more than his voice right about now. It's slow going while he works up to it, but Wolfwood is getting what he asked for: A twink in his lap rocking against him.]

[Thank god, honestly. This is waaaay better than it has any right to be. Also imma be real in the midst of all of this horny, Wolfwood has totally forgotten Ain still needs to be fingered and prepped so, uh. Fucking oops I guess. Maybe since he ate him out he won't have to suffer through the prepping for quite as long...?

Either way. Wolfwood is happy to report that this is, in fact, doing the job quite nicely. He moans as he humps Ain's ass, tightening his grip on his hips as he ruts his hips against him. He really only has to be doing this for a minute or two before he's hard again, dripping down the middle of Ain's back from behind, which...probably isn't helping how he's feeling right now.

He can see how keyed up he is, his member flushed deep red and twitching so much as air blows past him. Poor guy...

Wolfwood huffs through his nose and slows down to a stop, rubbing soothing circles into Ain's hipbones with his thumbs.]

T-that'll do...switch places with me, now. On your back.

[Yes sir!

Also no, this is not helping. Nothing is helping. The only thing that's going to make Ain less whiny right now is to get some amount of friction that makes him unwind a bit, because he just spent a while giving head and several more minutes trying to get Wolfwood up again without busting himself. He's so hard at this point that it almost fucking hurts, and it likely looks like it does too when he lies on his back and spreads his thighs apart and fucking whimpers about it.

Help. :( ]

[Shit. Shit. He wants to just. Bury himself in that ass right the fuck now-

But looking at Ain like this, he's getting worried about how long he'll last once he has a real cock in him for the first time. What if he just cums immediately and then is completely spent afterwards? They have been ramping up the foreplay for quite a while as it is...

Wolfwood reaches down and takes Ain's thighs with his hands, suddenly hiking his legs up so they're hooked around his own hips. It means he's able to sit between them comfortably, reaching for the lube that they probably definitely have because they're not stupid like Sesa and Passenger were.]

I need t'prep you, babe...but I dunno if you're gonna last two seconds when I start. Do you want me to work you off first, or...?

[Yeah! Wolfwood!! This is your fault—

And yes. He super does have a bottle of lube out on the nightstand, and it is... literally half empty. Like, he's been practising. He's got fingers what do you think he does with them at night?? Libido through the roof. Getting attention from Men makes you insane apparently.]

I think a cold breeze blowing over me right now would finish me off. [This is said with a sarcastic bite to it. Not hostile! Just sarcastic. Like yes. We discovered this when he couldn't get through actual frottage without gasping like a whore about it.] I can take the prep, though. Just... keep going after? I'll be fine.

[The overstimulation last time was good, Wolfwood is allowed, nay, encouraged, to do it again.]

[Sorry babe that's kindof his fault haha-

But okay. He thinks he sees, now. Ain...wants. He just wants. He doesn't care if he cums while he's getting fingered, or while he's being fucked, or any time inbetween. Hell, he could just end up rocketing through three more orgasms tonight depending on how things go, Wolfwood isn't putting a thing past him and his libido.

Just go seems to be the thought here, which Wolfwood will take to heard. He nods, leaning in to press a kiss to Ain's lips as he squirts some lube into his palm, warming it a bit as he slathers it over his fingers.]

I won't stop. No matter what. Unless you tell me t'stop...I'll keep goin' until I cum.

[Which might be long after Ain, and then some.

So, with that in mind and his index and middle finger slick, he reaches inbetween his legs and rubs gently at his perineum, pressing his thumb where he knows he's the most sensitive before finally slipping a finger inside to start working him open.]

[Angels do not have human stamina. This much is probably obvious by now, but Ain is very much the definition of it. He wants to go go go. He's fucking wired, he's losing his virginity to someone he actually fucking likes and who has treated him decently this entire time, and also he is admittedly very touch-starved. It's a lot of compounding factors, okay? Okay.

So yeah. He simply wants. And wouldn't you know it, the literal second Wolfwood touches him at all — his perineum, and then that finger pushing inside him — he unwinds like a tightly-coiled spring with an abrupt gasp, climaxing all over the inside of that skirt and even onto his bare stomach with a loud, cracked cry.

It's brief. But it still happened. At least now he can slightly relax and let the rest of the sex happen without feeling like he's going to blow up every two seconds. Still, embarrassed as hell, he throws his arm over his eyes and gives a shaky thumbs up.

You can keep going he's sorry, maybe he needs to be the one giving head first next time cause this keeps happening to him—]

[Oh my god, BABE.

Ain cums so fast, so suddenly, that it's actually a little startling. Wolfwood blinks, glancing down at the streak of white on his own wrist, painting the inside of the skirt (which is already likely long since ruined) and Ain's torso to the point where it's like he was literally going to explode any second. He feels a little bad, immediately rubbing at his thigh with his other hand as he keeps his fingers still inside of him just for a moment. At least long enough for the over-sensitivity to die down a bit, and for his body to stop clenching violently in the throes of the aftershocks.]

Haha...it's okay baby. I got you.

[He starts to move his fingers after another moment, able to actually work the lube deep inside of him without risk of him not being able to take it. One finger just to start, until it's slipping in easily before he introduces the second and starts to scissor them gently apart.]

[You!!! Edged him!! Unintentionally but still! He's a virgin they do this!!]

Mmnh... s-sorry, I warned you...

[Why he feels the need to apologise is a mystery. He'll get over that, probably. Is being a quick shot a bad thing? Unknown, he'll think about that later.

That said, this is not immediately uncomfortable for Ain. He's been alone with his hands enough times to where getting fingered is pretty easy ~~and one of these days he'll suck it up and go into Heimr's shop, quietly purchase a dildo, and leave,~~ so he's fine with this. Fine with this, and immensely fucking thirsty. The overstimulation in tandem with Wolfwood's deft movements have him getting hard again pretty quickly, not like it was going to be difficult considering he's three orgasms into the night and craving more every second.

His hips rock downwards once, and afterwards, he wills himself to just be still. To not move so damn much when it's clear he doesn't need to and just needs to be patient.]

Hey now...no need to apologize to me. It's my fault you came.

[You know, because he edged you for so long. He's not going to blame Ain for that at all, especially not when he was like...literally so desperate just now he was spreading himself open for Wolfwood's benefit of getting his fingers in him faster.

Cute. He's so fucking cute...

He picks up the pace a little bit, the sound of his fingers squelching dully against his skin as he leans in to kiss him again.]

You're so cute...you like this, don'tcha? You like when I got my fingers deep inside you like this. I can tell by the look on your face. You're so fuckin' red, too...

[Ope, got another kink there, look at that! The dirty talk makes Ain's face go tomato red, and even though he does take that kiss, he also has to take a minute to bury his face in his hands and muffle his own moan as a result. We are discovering things about ourselves tonight.

Still, he nods to the question as if it needed an answer, belatedly because there are things happening. He'll uncover his face after a minute and put his hands on Wolfwood's shoulders, for lack of anywhere else to put them that feels correct. This does not mean he won't try to hide again in a second probably, but hey.]

I-it's... better when you're doing it, yeah...

Yeah?

[Wolfwood smirks, and decides to lay it on extra thick as he leans in and presses his lips to Ain’s ear, his voice buzzing against it.]

I sure bet it does. I can feel you tighten up every time I start talkin’…you get really hot over this, huh?

[His fingers pump, curl, then press inward against his prostate, towards his navel. He slowly drags them out, then pumps back in again. Back to that lazy thrusting, fingerfucking him in essence as he whispers filthy in his ear.]

You twitch every time I touch you here. You’re real sensitive huh…yeah, just like that…

[He nibbles the shell of his ear, brushing his lips against it.]

And guess what? [He asks, whiskers grazing his skin.] M’gonna fuck that cute little ass of yours until you’re screamin’ my name. My cum’s gonna be rollin’ down your thighs by the time I’m done.

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