Al had stayed over last night... and hasn't quite left this morning, either. The day is stretching on, and Barma is still beautifully comfortable, now immersed in a book, as his fingers trail through Al's hair.
Once he's sure Rufus is ready, he presses three fingers inside, along with more lube. Though he knows what his lover can handle, the point is to draw it out.
He takes advantage of the fact that he can curl his fingers, brushing against his prostate.
And Al presses in until his knuckles are grinding against him, lightly fondling that spot. Skating over it, circling, thrusting without touching him at all-
"How ready are you?" he whispers, pressing the palm of his free hand down against his pelvis, pressing up with his fingers. It's a rather direct form of stimulation, bordering on but not quite painful.
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Date: 2011-11-10 02:31 am (UTC)"So beautiful."
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Date: 2011-11-10 05:16 am (UTC)He mumbles, muffled.
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Date: 2011-11-10 05:24 am (UTC)"Are you all right?"
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Date: 2011-11-10 05:45 am (UTC)He promises, arching into it.
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Date: 2011-11-10 05:49 am (UTC)He takes advantage of the fact that he can curl his fingers, brushing against his prostate.
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Date: 2011-11-10 05:59 am (UTC)He whispers down to him, as Al sends little electric shudders along his body.
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Date: 2011-11-10 06:05 am (UTC)"Sweetheart, roll over on your back."
He presses his fingers in deeper.
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Date: 2011-11-10 06:08 am (UTC)"Mm."
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Date: 2011-11-10 06:11 am (UTC)Watching his face the whole time.
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Date: 2011-11-10 06:15 am (UTC)"Al, Al-"
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Date: 2011-11-10 06:25 am (UTC)He yelps, voice raising a tiny bit at how good that feels.
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Date: 2011-11-10 06:28 am (UTC)No matter how much lube there is, the first few thrusts always have friction.
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Date: 2011-11-10 06:32 am (UTC)"Good."
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Date: 2011-11-10 06:41 am (UTC)He kisses him deeply.
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Date: 2011-11-10 06:50 am (UTC)He begs, voice low and raw.
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Date: 2011-11-10 07:40 pm (UTC)He pleads with him, writhing up into it.
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Date: 2011-11-10 10:17 pm (UTC)"Oh, god."
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