[ Wow bro, please don't call him out for not cumming yet! He's in the process of unrolling the condom from him, a new enough experience for him to have to deal with. And he's aware that they're in a space that'll be used by other people to think about where he drops it, before he gets tugged by Inigo, asked to give him attention. ]
Uh- we should be safe. [ You know. About the cumming inside thing, though not because he just took off the condom. Tidus crawls back over Inigo however, the pace diving him the length that his arms hold him up. His eyes on Inigo's face, and he's making his most well-behaved look as he leans his head down. ]
Would you finish me off? [ He gives him a peck on the lips, then another. ] Please?
[ It's not even as if Tidus has to ask him so politely. There's no way Inigo is leaving this room without making sure that the other was able to finish as well - this whole deal wouldn't be fair otherwise, even if it's just happening as a birthday gift to Inigo in the first place.
Though it does make it easier that Tidus has gotten closer again, because Inigo isn't too sure if he would have been able to sit up so easily. It feels like he's going to be sore as heck in the morning, but for now he's still going to enjoy the feeling he's slowly coming down from.
There's no verbal answer. Inigo just moves one of his hands down onto Tidus's dick, starting to move his hand along the shaft, and then places his other hand on the back of Tidus's head so he can pull the other even closer into a more intense - and more sloppy - kiss than the pecks Tidus himself was giving him.
He doesn't bother to go slow. He starts at a quick pace and keeps it up, intending on drawing Tidus close to the edge as quickly as possible. ]
[ Tidus doesn't resist. That's the last thing he wants to do, taking those sloppy kisses and sinking his tongue deeper into a kiss that he takes over, so Inigo can keep pumping at his dick. Attention that the other guy doesn't need to give for long as a groan rumbles up Tidus's throat, and between their mouths, the last bit he needed to finally finish being received, and cum spilling out.
He holds their kiss in that moment before eventually pulling away, to rest his head against the side of Inigo's neck; his lips close enough to it, but they don't press in for any gesture. The moment taken for him to get back his breath, for the sensation that spreads through him to sink back into a calm.
But Tidus does bring his hand close to the other side of Inigo's head to him. A little fumbling, not sure of what he's doing exactly himself, but managing to brush a thumb along the side of his temple, his fingers resting in his hair.
now's the time where they have to
talk eventually.
But Tidus realises (somehow) that he's the one who has them trapped in their current situation, lifting his head with a bit of a shy sideway glance, but- ]
Somehow this almost feels harder than the entire rest of the experience. Because Inigo doesn't want to screw it up now by saying something dumb or embarrassing, or something that'd make Tidus feel weird. But at the same time it's not like he can just say nothing either.
So he speaks up, even though he can feel himself fumbling with his words as he does so. His own voice almost sounds foreign to his own ears. ]
Uh.. I-- I guess we should soon, but.. maybe another moment..
[ Is this comfortable, trapped on a couch?
Not really. But there's something vaguely comfortable about the heat of Tidus's body so close to his own. ]
[ ...actually, kind of hovering over Inigo like this would be pretty weird, and maybe Tidus doesn't want to do that, examining the space they have. There's Inigo, but... ]
Wait... if we move this-
[ He means the cushion that's resting against the back cushion of the sofa, and it makes a pretty slim space, but if Inigo doesn't mind, Tidus tries to slowly shuffle himself into it, saying- ]
Can I just...squeeze in here?
[ like he's already trying but you can stop him if you want, Inigo!!
(please don't make him hover over you, he'll whine, being squished together will be much better) ]
Not that there's much of a case to be on - a sofa is only so big, after all, and Inigo can only scoot over so much and still ensure neither of them is at risk of falling off this sofa in the dumbest move ever. ]
You're okay like this?
[ It's still said softly. And not just volume-wise, but feelings-wise. Inigo is all soft and squishy (or rather, even moreso than usually) after all this. ]
[ Tidus chucks off the cushion to fit himself in, squeeze between one sofa and Inigo. 'It's not too uncomfortable?' Inigo asks, and Tidus can't help the small laugh that comes out of him. ]
It's like being stuck on those beds again! [ And how the two of them would always have to squish up on those. He's got one arm trapped directly under him, while he lets the other flop out across Inigo's chest. ]
We're all gross and messy.
[ Pointed out with a grin, and Tidus is feeling much the same as he did on the night they first jerked each other off: naked and exposed, in two very different ways.
If that happens, I'm going to break a window and hurl myself out into the void. [ THANKS.
He doesn't even want to consider the idea and how awful it'd be. Having to make their way back to their room from here while naked and messy.. It'd be a total nightmare. It's only the fact that his body feels like it's made out of nothing but jelly that keeps him from fully freaking out at the idea.
At least having the least sexy possible aftertalk feels kind of normal after last time. ]
.. this was a pretty good birthday present though.
[ Does it also have to be an embarrassing aftertalk? Because that's how it's already becoming with Inigo giving this 'birthday present' some props. Tidus wants to bury his head, only manging to tilt it some, and regardless- ]
At least we got some cleaning wipes this time. [ THANKS, KAMAKAN. If only he'd use the condom to finish in - but, Inigo's hand was a pretty nice way to finish too. He shifts some, sloowly putting more of his weight on Inigo's side. Don't mind him, just getting comfy... ]
[ There's such a careful balance happening here. Inigo shifts a little to accomodate the weight that's leaning against him, but one wrong shift and he'll definitely be falling off the sofa here - and Tidus probably along with him, considering Inigo might try to latch on.
But right now? They're still in the safe zone.
For now. ]
What else could I even ask you for? [ Please. ] I think another round might have killed me.
[ Hah. ] What, I do you that good? You gonna be feeling it for a week?
[ So much for his 'nooo stop you're embarrassing meee' position just moments ago; now Tidus is the one teasing the both of them, bringing up the arm he had dangling across Inigo's chest so he can nudge him with his hand. ]
You need me to carry you to bed? Hide out in there 'til mission time?
Probably not, right. That's the instinctive and initial answer coming from Inigo's mind, but there's always a 'what if' living there too. This is the first time he's done this sort of thing, how is he supposed to know?!
That thought does manage to make a blush raise to his cheeks, though Inigo clears his throat, trying to force it down as he lays there. ]
Once we get dressed. [ Please, bro! ] I'm not walking anywhere butt naked for no one! But once we're dressed...
[ He slips his arm back out some he can find some place to press his hand under some part of Inigo. His shoulder works, while Tidus inches his face towards the other guy's. With a devilish grin.
[ Tidus - using the arm under him to prop him up - raises his upper body, just to give him enough height so he can hover over Inigo; a daring expression to meet the other guy with as he taunts slyly, exaggeratedly: ]
Afraid to be caught in the arms on another man?
[ Bro. He can even pretend to be putting that other hand under Inigo more, as if preparing to pick him up right here-! ]
[ Bro. Please. As if Inigo is afraid of that part. Being carried in Tidus's arms sounds exactly like a dumb romantic fantasy he'd have.
No, he's more worried that it'll embarrass Tidus, but he can't say that out loud, because it'd totally take away the - obvious - joking mood hanging over this joke. He can see it in the look on the other guy's face.
He swallows thickly, looking up at the face no hovering over his own. ]
N-No! [ Squeak. ] I'm afraid you will get startled, drop me, and then break my spine!
Or I'll knock your head on the way through to the next cabin! [ Also very likely. ]
But it's fiiine, I won't drop you! Or hit you! [ Tidus doesn't lose his height, but is instead trying to increase it as- ] We should get cleaned up and see how this goes. Let's see if I can pick you up!
[ Someone is now INVESTED. And that someone has the brains to make those cleaning wipes he swiped from Kamakan appear from his band. Bro, just gotta put a hand on your shoulder and find a place to put his leg... right between yours. It's okay, we're minding the junk!! ]
If you don't watch out, you'll drop me on the floor right now!
[ You know, with this precarious balance they're having on the sofa here. One that's turning even more dangerous as Tidus moves his leg like that. This is a true masterful balancing act, especially since Inigo can just feel the balance shift.
They're still good so far though.
For now. ]
Why do you want to do that so badly now?! [ There's a pause, and then, almost as an afterthought: ] Give me one too. [ A wipe, he means. Brooo, he doesn't want to be all sticky. :( ]
[ He pulls out a few of the wipes and drops them on Inigo's chest for him, sits the packet down on the side near his arm anyway, a few wipes swiped for him too. Time to clean up this messs. ]
You wanna stay squished up in here? We can lay about in our own bed! It's actually spacious. [ Which he's still astonished about, still now. ] And we can set it to a pretty flower field or look at the stars if you wanna enjoy the mood.
[ like a real lovey dovey couple, except, u know. It's just teasing on Tidus's part, but he's moving down Inigo's legs, giving one a light slap - 'lift them!' - so he can actually sit down properly, find his underwear. ]
[ There's a bit of a grumble as Inigo tries to untangle their forms enough for both of them to be able to sit up on the couch, rather than lay there together like some sort of mashed up together boys heap. (No, h-he's not groaning when he sits up and senses the sudden pressure on his butt, t-that's just your imagination!!) ]
It's not the getting to our room part I was talking about. [ Please, he was already planning on them doing this in their room in the first place! It sure would have meant less trouble with putting all clothes back on and looking presentable enough to move through the train corridors, for one.
But Inigo is already getting to work at cleaning himself up over here. ]
It's the carrying part. I thought you'd get embarrassed.
[ Sorry that Tidus isn't taking the time to be a romantic squished up potato with you, Inigo. But also, would this exact scenario be happening even if he had those thoughts? ...probably. You must better control ur goofballs.
For now he's scoffing, wiping off the crusty cum from his belly, then using another wipe for his hands. ]
Why would I be embarrassed 'bout carrying someone? [ Oh Inigo, how little you understand guys!! ] You should be embarrassed if I can carry ya!
[ See, this is the true embarrassment, bro! But also, so is sitting around having your limp dick out. Let's fix that. ]
You can always join me for my runs in the morning! Best way to wake up! [ So is the open lie he tells himself. ] And then we go in the kitchen and have a smoothie for breakfast. That's how I should be starting the day.
[ And he's been getting back into the habit since complaining about if he's getting flabby. ]
A treadmill would be good for the train though. Think of a machine that lets you run on the spot. You start with a walking pace, then build up 'til you're running up a sweat! I wonder if I can buy one...
[ Don't mind Tidus and his very sexy fitness talk here, bro. ]
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Uh- we should be safe. [ You know. About the cumming inside thing, though not because he just took off the condom. Tidus crawls back over Inigo however, the pace diving him the length that his arms hold him up. His eyes on Inigo's face, and he's making his most well-behaved look as he leans his head down. ]
Would you finish me off? [ He gives him a peck on the lips, then another. ] Please?
[ pretty please with candy floss on top]
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Though it does make it easier that Tidus has gotten closer again, because Inigo isn't too sure if he would have been able to sit up so easily. It feels like he's going to be sore as heck in the morning, but for now he's still going to enjoy the feeling he's slowly coming down from.
There's no verbal answer. Inigo just moves one of his hands down onto Tidus's dick, starting to move his hand along the shaft, and then places his other hand on the back of Tidus's head so he can pull the other even closer into a more intense - and more sloppy - kiss than the pecks Tidus himself was giving him.
He doesn't bother to go slow. He starts at a quick pace and keeps it up, intending on drawing Tidus close to the edge as quickly as possible. ]
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He holds their kiss in that moment before eventually pulling away, to rest his head against the side of Inigo's neck; his lips close enough to it, but they don't press in for any gesture. The moment taken for him to get back his breath, for the sensation that spreads through him to sink back into a calm.
But Tidus does bring his hand close to the other side of Inigo's head to him. A little fumbling, not sure of what he's doing exactly himself, but managing to brush a thumb along the side of his temple, his fingers resting in his hair.
now's the time where they have to
talk eventually.
But Tidus realises (somehow) that he's the one who has them trapped in their current situation, lifting his head with a bit of a shy sideway glance, but- ]
Did you-- wanna sit up?
[ d-do you want him to move bro ]
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Somehow this almost feels harder than the entire rest of the experience. Because Inigo doesn't want to screw it up now by saying something dumb or embarrassing, or something that'd make Tidus feel weird. But at the same time it's not like he can just say nothing either.
So he speaks up, even though he can feel himself fumbling with his words as he does so. His own voice almost sounds foreign to his own ears. ]
Uh.. I-- I guess we should soon, but.. maybe another moment..
[ Is this comfortable, trapped on a couch?
Not really. But there's something vaguely comfortable about the heat of Tidus's body so close to his own. ]
.. if that's okay with you too.
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Wait... if we move this-
[ He means the cushion that's resting against the back cushion of the sofa, and it makes a pretty slim space, but if Inigo doesn't mind, Tidus tries to slowly shuffle himself into it, saying- ]
Can I just...squeeze in here?
[ like he's already trying but you can stop him if you want, Inigo!!
(please don't make him hover over you, he'll whine, being squished together will be much better) ]
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Not that there's much of a case to be on - a sofa is only so big, after all, and Inigo can only scoot over so much and still ensure neither of them is at risk of falling off this sofa in the dumbest move ever. ]
You're okay like this?
[ It's still said softly. And not just volume-wise, but feelings-wise. Inigo is all soft and squishy (or rather, even moreso than usually) after all this. ]
It's not too uncomfortable?
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It's like being stuck on those beds again! [ And how the two of them would always have to squish up on those. He's got one arm trapped directly under him, while he lets the other flop out across Inigo's chest. ]
We're all gross and messy.
[ Pointed out with a grin, and Tidus is feeling much the same as he did on the night they first jerked each other off: naked and exposed, in two very different ways.
...and more likely to get a neck cramp, here. ]
Think we'll get kicked out like this?
[ please stop blabbering, Tidus. ]
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He doesn't even want to consider the idea and how awful it'd be. Having to make their way back to their room from here while naked and messy.. It'd be a total nightmare. It's only the fact that his body feels like it's made out of nothing but jelly that keeps him from fully freaking out at the idea.
At least having the least sexy possible aftertalk feels kind of normal after last time. ]
.. this was a pretty good birthday present though.
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At least we got some cleaning wipes this time. [ THANKS, KAMAKAN. If only he'd use the condom to finish in - but, Inigo's hand was a pretty nice way to finish too. He shifts some, sloowly putting more of his weight on Inigo's side. Don't mind him, just getting comfy... ]
Don't ask me for anything else.
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But right now? They're still in the safe zone.
For now. ]
What else could I even ask you for? [ Please. ] I think another round might have killed me.
[ You better bury that face, boy. ]
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[ So much for his 'nooo stop you're embarrassing meee' position just moments ago; now Tidus is the one teasing the both of them, bringing up the arm he had dangling across Inigo's chest so he can nudge him with his hand. ]
You need me to carry you to bed? Hide out in there 'til mission time?
[ DID HE DICK YOU SO GOOD, INIGO?? ]
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Probably not, right. That's the instinctive and initial answer coming from Inigo's mind, but there's always a 'what if' living there too. This is the first time he's done this sort of thing, how is he supposed to know?!
That thought does manage to make a blush raise to his cheeks, though Inigo clears his throat, trying to force it down as he lays there. ]
You couldn't carry me back there if you tried.
[ BRO. BRO. Them's fighting words! ]
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Oh. Oh. ]
That's what you think. [ HEH HEH HEH. ] Wanna try it? Soon as we get up to go. From the doors to our room door.
[ BRO YOU INVITED THIS. Tidus sounds ready (for being butt naked). ]
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[ At least Inigo sounds pretty confident about this one. He's not falling for this joke, bro!
.. b-because it is a joke. Even once they are dressed. Right. Bro. Dude. ]
We're naked. And also gross. I don't know which is worse. [ Considering the specific kind of grossness going on here. ]
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[ He slips his arm back out some he can find some place to press his hand under some part of Inigo. His shoulder works, while Tidus inches his face towards the other guy's. With a devilish grin.
Hiiii. ]
All the way to our room.
[ be afraid ]
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He's joking, right. ]
You wouldn't do that in front of everyone! Not even with clothes on! [ BRO, what won't people think?!
(They'll think Inigo and Tidus are up to their usual shenanigans, that's what.)
He's definitely squirming a little when he feels that hand. ]
Do you have any idea how many people would see us?!
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Afraid to be caught in the arms on another man?
[ Bro. He can even pretend to be putting that other hand under Inigo more, as if preparing to pick him up right here-! ]
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No, he's more worried that it'll embarrass Tidus, but he can't say that out loud, because it'd totally take away the - obvious - joking mood hanging over this joke. He can see it in the look on the other guy's face.
He swallows thickly, looking up at the face no hovering over his own. ]
N-No! [ Squeak. ] I'm afraid you will get startled, drop me, and then break my spine!
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But it's fiiine, I won't drop you! Or hit you! [ Tidus doesn't lose his height, but is instead trying to increase it as- ] We should get cleaned up and see how this goes. Let's see if I can pick you up!
[ Someone is now INVESTED. And that someone has the brains to make those cleaning wipes he swiped from Kamakan appear from his band. Bro, just gotta put a hand on your shoulder and find a place to put his leg... right between yours. It's okay, we're minding the junk!! ]
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[ You know, with this precarious balance they're having on the sofa here. One that's turning even more dangerous as Tidus moves his leg like that. This is a true masterful balancing act, especially since Inigo can just feel the balance shift.
They're still good so far though.
For now. ]
Why do you want to do that so badly now?! [ There's a pause, and then, almost as an afterthought: ] Give me one too. [ A wipe, he means. Brooo, he doesn't want to be all sticky. :( ]
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You wanna stay squished up in here? We can lay about in our own bed! It's actually spacious. [ Which he's still astonished about, still now. ] And we can set it to a pretty flower field or look at the stars if you wanna enjoy the mood.
[ like a real lovey dovey couple, except, u know. It's just teasing on Tidus's part, but he's moving down Inigo's legs, giving one a light slap - 'lift them!' - so he can actually sit down properly, find his underwear. ]
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It's not the getting to our room part I was talking about. [ Please, he was already planning on them doing this in their room in the first place! It sure would have meant less trouble with putting all clothes back on and looking presentable enough to move through the train corridors, for one.
But Inigo is already getting to work at cleaning himself up over here. ]
It's the carrying part. I thought you'd get embarrassed.
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For now he's scoffing, wiping off the crusty cum from his belly, then using another wipe for his hands. ]
Why would I be embarrassed 'bout carrying someone? [ Oh Inigo, how little you understand guys!! ] You should be embarrassed if I can carry ya!
[ See, this is the true embarrassment, bro! But also, so is sitting around having your limp dick out. Let's fix that. ]
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Because he hears what Tidus is saying, and just as he throws a used wipe to the side, the first thing he pipes up with is: ]
Why should I be embarrassed?! [ Please, who wants to be some burly heavy guy.
He gets up to pick up his pants from where they're laying on the floor, though he turns back just to add-- ]
I can't help it that I'm not always like.. [ He starts mimicking all those workout moves Tidus is always doing.
He knows, bro. He knows what you do!! ]
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You can always join me for my runs in the morning! Best way to wake up! [ So is the open lie he tells himself. ] And then we go in the kitchen and have a smoothie for breakfast. That's how I should be starting the day.
[ And he's been getting back into the habit since complaining about if he's getting flabby. ]
A treadmill would be good for the train though. Think of a machine that lets you run on the spot. You start with a walking pace, then build up 'til you're running up a sweat! I wonder if I can buy one...
[ Don't mind Tidus and his very sexy fitness talk here, bro. ]
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