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[the smell is kind of nice ac---

oh. right. Osomatsu stares at him for a moment]

Uhhhh...

[PervertOsomatsu.exe has stopped working.

he'll be okay. just hit him]

[Okay, that gets a concerned expression on Franciscus' face. He reaches out to shake Osomatsu's shoulder, making sure not to do it with the hand he's been rubbing lube on.]

Hey, are you alright?

[ah. Osomatsu shakes out his head comically, marbles or a cowbell sound rattling around in there.

when he finally looks at Franciscus again, he is back on track, looking eager]

I'm fine! Don't worry! I just... never thought I'd ever hear anyone ask me that before.

[Franciscus lets out a relieved sigh as he wraps his arm around Osomatsu's shoulder, still smiling, though no longer as seductively.]

Well, this is a night of many firsts. Have you put any thought to what your answer might be, before?

[a night of firsts... he was right. when Osomatsu thinks about how different he is from his original, it's surprising.

he looks down for a moment in consideration. if he were being honest with himself, Osomatsu wants Franciscus to take the lead, if only because he is so out of his comfort zone. he trusts this young man, and wants to impress him. though he would definitely need more practice.

but everyone's got to start somewhere, right? so, Osomatsu will be honest. he lifts his eyes again and, for the first time this evening, he looks softer, not so high strung. he's still feeling brave, still pumped with adrenaline, but just for a moment he looks vulnerable]

Before, I wanted something completely different than what I want now. [a short sigh, he closes his eyes and leans in to nuzzle near Franciscus' ear] Tonight, you're in charge.

[Ah...that vulnerability brings a moment of softness to Franciscus' eyes as well. Especially with how Osomatsu mentions wanting something completely different before. The original Franciscus...was with Shaun, after all. He certainly wouldn't imagine falling for someone completely different, but now he can't imagine being without Osomatsu. He runs his fingers gently across the other man's shoulder, letting him nuzzle for a bit before getting back to squeezing out oil, rubbing his fingers together to warm it as well.]

Alright then. I promise I'll make it good, for both of us. Let me know if it hurts too much, alright?

[Now that his fingers are sufficiently coated, he lowers his hand between Osomatsu's legs, slowly rubbing at his entrance with his fingers as he prepares to start stretching his lover. With his other hand, he clicks the bottle cap back shut, tossing it to the side before pressing closer so he can rub their crotches together, using his fingers to give their cocks extra attention as well.]

[it's probably not going to hurt... right? Osomatsu drops back onto the bed slowly, staring at Franciscus for a moment before he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. just relax, he tells himself, take it like a man!

though, that initial touch to his entrance causes him to stiffen again, eyes becoming like saucers. he doesn't say anything, instead wrapping his arms around Franciscus to keep him close. he's still not exactly scared, but it is a little uncomfortable. he's not making a fuss only because of the candy, most likely.

at least the rubbing is good. he likes that a lot! it's a welcome distraction from what is happening behind him. he groans, tipping his head back while his fingers clench into Franciscus' hair]

[When he feels Osomatsu stiffen, Franciscus leans forward to kiss him again, trying to get him to relax as he slowly starts working one slicked-up finger in. He's certainly fine with the arms being wrapped around him and the fingers in his hair, taking the opportunity to get closer and press more kisses to Osomatsu's cheek.]

[it feels... not bad. just strange. but Osomatsu is taking mental notes. as far as he's concerned, Franciscus is doing everything right. of course it feels weird, of course he's uncomfortable. Osomatsu would have to get used to it. and he planned on doing exactly that, so that they could keep doing this, many times.

when Franciscus finds his lips once more, Osomatsu kisses him back as passionately as he can, throwing himself into it like he'd planned from the start. he's going to do this, he wants this! his thoughts are making him excited again, and gradually the awkwardness dies away]

[Franciscus continues kissing at Osomatsu's lips and slowly grinding their hips together, even as he starts working in a second finger. At the same time, he starts moving both fingers inside, searching for that sweet spot that will hopefully make things go from just feeling not-bad to actually feeling good. He wants Osomatsu to enjoy this, for his first time to feel just as good for him.]

[nnng. Osomatsu squirms at first, finding the feeling weird again. it pinches quite a bit, though that does not make him want to stop. he's in the middle of kissing Franciscus when he feels him brush up against something. his eyes go wide again, and he pulls off his lips with a gasp. Franciscus had found exactly what he was looking for, but Osomatsu was dumbfounded.

what... was that?]

[Oh good. Franciscus smirks a little at the reaction, brushing up against the spot again deliberately, simply moving these two fingers for a while without trying to add a third.]

Oh? I believe I've found a sweet spot, haven't I?

[a sweet spot? those existed? Osomatsu's hips jerk when Franciscus does it again, and he whines in response, dropping an arm over his eyes.

he didn't realize such pleasure was possible, at least not like this! his cheeks are flushed, his breathing getting heavy. he is sure he feels his cock twitch in excitement whenever that spot is touched.

if that's what happens with fingers, he can hardly wait for the main event]

[Ah...Franciscus definitely enjoys seeing his partner like this. Knowing that both of them are feeling good now makes him eager to continue as well. He's slowly sliding in a third finger now, while grabbing the bottle of oil again to start slicking up his own cock.]

Almost ready, now. [He continues brushing kisses against Osomatsu's face as he stretches him open, preparing him for the actual penetration.]

[by now, Osomatsu is finding that he likes the feeling very much. he equates those probing fingers with enjoyment, even if they are stretching him to his limit. every now and then, he'll get a kiss in, himself, but he's mostly using his mouth to moan.

his back arches off the bed and he clings to one of Franciscus' shoulders. he really wasn't expecting this to feel as good as it is, and he wonders if the candy is some sort of aphrodisiac. the thought is only passing, because his mind is focused on other things, like how good Franciscus looks over him like this]

You're... so hot... [he manages to breathe out, panting around his words]

[Oh, Franciscus is definitely enjoying those moans as well. Which is why most of his kisses also leave Osomatsu's mouth free to continue making those noises. He grins as he withdraws his fingers completely, spreading Osomatsu's legs apart and pressing against his entrance.]

Oh, I know that. And you are too. [It's true. He really likes getting to see Osomatsu like this, lying under him and coming undone.] I'm entering now, alright? [He leans forward to kiss Osomatsu again as he starts sliding in. There should be enough lube for there to be little resistance, but he wants Osomatsu to be as relaxed as possible.]

[it surprises Osomatsu by how relaxed he is. again, probably the candy. but he doesn't care. they're actually doing this, and he's more than excited. he shudders as he feels Franciscus move in him, slow, pushing in inch by inch. and Osomatsu gingerly rolls his hips to take him in completely, reaching for his face so that he can pull him down for that kiss.

when they are close like this, he thinks about all they've been through together. how they started off in Cartesio, taking comfort in each other before that trust was betrayed. but, despite all that, here they are now, in a new place, and sharing this moment. Osomatsu never wants to lose him again. as tears prick at the corners of his eyes, he separates from the kiss, just so that he can look at him, brush his red bangs away from his face]

[Franciscus lets out a soft moan of his own as he enters Osomatsu's body, feeling the internal warmth and tightness. He pauses in his movements as they kiss, taking the opportunity to savor the taste and the closeness. He can't really say how long he's wanted this, how they've come so far from their first meeting-but he wants to stay by Osomatsu's side as long as he can.

When they separate, he notices the tears at Osomatsu's eyes, and freezes for a moment. Slowly, he lifts a finger to wipe them away, looking a little worried.]

Are you alright? That...that wasn't too much, was it?

[Osomatsu didn't even realize he was crying, so he looks surprised. but the expression melts into a fond one. his body was adjusting, it was emotional, there could be other reasons why he's crying, but it's not because he's in pain or wants to stop]

No... I think I'm just happy. [lame! he chuckles a bit, breathless] Don't w-worry, I'm fine.

[Ah. Franciscus gets a fond smile on his face as well when he hears that, though he reaches out to wipe away the rest of those tears anyway.] Good...that's very good to hear. [He's ready to continue, after all, lifting Osomatsu's hips slightly before slowly starting to move in and out, trying to find the right angle to hit the sweet spot again.]

[Osomatsu can't take his eyes off him at first. he watches him with wonder and awe, hearts in his eyes, like he's love-struck. this is better than he could have hoped for, having a lover. the original Osomatsu was probably back home and bemoaning his virgin life. and here he was, here he'd suffered greatly, and now he had Franciscus all to himself.

thinking like that, Osomatsu tilts his head back, grunting with each thrust. every now and then, Franciscus will brush up against that spot, and Osomatsu's fingers tighten in his arms. it feels good!]

Nnnh.

[Franciscus lets out a pleased hum at the feedback, doing his best to repeat those movements that seem to make Osomatsu respond most fervently. He slowly starts speeding up his thrusts as they go on, trying to make Osomatsu feel as much pleasure as possible. His fingers dig slightly into Osomatsu's hips as he continues, squeezing slightly each time Osomatsu grabs at his arms.]

Mmmm. [He leans forward as much as he can, kissing at the spot exposed by Osomatsu's tilted neck. It's a delightful opportunity, and he's definitely taking it.]

[his blood is starting to thrum, hot, pumping through his veins at a frenzied pace. his fingers press deeper into Franciscus' skin, and he moans again, louder this time. now with the faster pace, his hips are starting to twitch, his breathing getting heavier.

everything Franciscus is doing is pushing him closer and closer to the edge, and Osomatsu still wants more. those hands on his hips are divine, and when Franciscus hits against that spot harder, he can't help but yelp]

[Franciscus can feel the movement of Osomatsu's hips through his fingers, so he loosens his grip a little to give them more freedom of movement. Everything about these responses is also driving Franciscus to the edge, as Osomatsu might be able to tell from the increased frequency of noises coming from his lips.

When Osomatsu yelps, that's the cue for Franciscus to speed up even more, going from longer thrusts to shorter movements that repeatedly brush against that spot.]

Getting close, aren't we? [The question comes out in a long, drawn-out murmur, as Franciscus loosens one hand to start stroking at Osomatsu's length, adjusting the other hand to keep supporting his hips as well.]

[geez, Franciscus' voice is starting to become quite the turn-on for Osomatsu, especially when he talks like that. he continues to pant raggedly, leaving light claw marks down Franciscus' arms as his hands scramble up to get to his back. his body is tightening everywhere, lower muscles squeezing around Franciscus pleasantly. Franciscus keeps brushing against that spot, and Osomatsu is going crazy, it's like an itch that isn't being scratched, until he touches him.

relief washes over Osomatsu. Franciscus doesn't need to pump him very long. the NEET may have more stamina now, but his experience with sex is very limited. after feeling tight everywhere for a while, Osomatsu finally lets go, gasping and arching his back again as he comes hard and fast. he sees stars when he does, white dots covering his vision.

he has never experienced an orgasm quite like this]

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