[ Do find Kwang lying on his bed this time on top of the covers, a book held between his fingers, legs crossed at the ankles, hair a little tousled, wearing loose pyjama pants and a tank top with huge arm holes, looking for all he's worth like he's ready to go to bed, truly. ]
[ Looking like some kind of soft, wonderful vision, you mean? ]
You look cozy. Can I join you? [ Bam asks, gesturing to the bed. He's looking kinda cozy himself, wearing some sweatpants and a t-shirt. It's purple and has a panda in a witch hat, with the word "bam-boo" written below. ]
[ Kwang stretches to put his book away on the bedside table, absolutely putting on a show on purpose, because he knows what he looks like. Hints of tattooed skin show as his flimsy shirt shifts with his movements. He pats the bed by his side afterwards, a crooked smile lifting one corner of his lips. ]
[ Easing a bit closer, Bam settles in comfortably beside Kwang. ]
I asked for some help getting ahold of some clothes and I guess there were a lot with commentary and cartoon animals on them. There's also a lot of holiday themed ones? I'm thinking I'll run with it, maybe lean into being a walking signboard for Christmas and Halloween puns.
[ He makes a soft 'ah' of understanding when Kwang mentions the book's title. ]
In college, yeah. I think it was a survey of classical lit class?
Well, now that you've said it, I have to get some. One of those with a felt tree and real tinsel glued to it. I hear they've even got ones that sing.
[ Just call him the King of Ridiculous Christmas. Dal will be thrilled, no doubt. ]
Yeah? [ Bam asks, turning to the side so he's facing Kwang properly, reaching over with one hand to let his fingers trace along Kwang's forearm until their hands meet. ]
Wanna hear me recite the periodic table or would you prefer to see some more hands-on knowledge? [ He is fully aware of how silly this is, but...
Deep-throating hot dogs. Seems like being a bit silly is fair game? ]
[ Kwang turns a little more towards Bam, letting his hand fall to rest on his stomach, the back of his knuckles brushing the 'bam' of 'bam-boo'. He grins, biting his bottom lip for a second. ]
If we're talking science I'd rather you showed me your anatomy knowledge.
[ Keep the periodic table for post-sex pillow talk. ]
[ One of Kwang's hand slides down to Bam's thigh over his own, holding him in place as he pulls, moving back to his initial position, only this time, with Bam straddling his legs. ]
Well, does this whole thing about gag reflexes count as anatomy? Because we could definitely revisit that. You'd just have to come on up...
[ His hand moves up to rest against Bam's ass, pushing up a tiny bit, like an example of what he means; Bam on his knees, fucking Kwang's mouth however he likes.
[ Bam follows easily, not putting up any resistance. And why would he? He's so comfortable here. Kwang really puts him at ease.
Or just being with him is easy. It feels lazy, in a pleasant summer afternoon kind of way. ] Sure, I'd say that counts. If that's where you'd like lesson one to begin.
[ Lesson one of how many, Bam? Apparently he's getting ambitious. He reaches up, tucking a little hair out of Kwang's eyes. His finger wanders over Kwang's brow, down the line of his nose, and traces the shape of his lips. ]
I mean, I like the sound of it. An awful lot, if I'm being honest.
[ Kwang tips his head into the touch, smiling as his eyes meet Bam's. His tongue reaches out to wet his lips, catching on Bam's finger in the process, just a teasing lick, like a teaser to what's to come. ]
So do I. So you should probably rise up. Let me taste you.
[ Ah, yes. Pants are definitely in the way, and once they're off, Kwang runs his hands along the back of Bam's thighs, his skin golden, beautiful. He hums appreciatively. ]
Hmm, I do prefer gentleness. I like things moving slow, usually, but building up steadily. So don't hold back too much.
[ He stops, then opens his mouth again, holding a finger. ]
Oh, I'd rather you didn't hold me in place. I think that's my one thing.
[ Kwang hums contently, tilting his head to the side, the heat of Bam's mouth sending a shiver down his spine, the feeling delicious. He hasn't had someone new in his bed in a long time, and it always feels a little thrilling, this phase of discovery, of exploring. ]
Headboard's good.
[ Kwang didn't expect Bam to fight him on the whole holding down thing, but it's good that it's a non-issue. He likes how willing and eager Bam is, naked above him while Kwang is still wearing all of his clothes - as revealing as they are.
He drags a hand up along Bam's spine, the other one sliding up to his front, long fingers wrapping around Bam's cock, loose and teasing. ]
[ Bam closes his eyes, humming with warm enjoyment as Kwang touches him. He seems very casual. Not flippant, hopefully. But he's really at ease and he clearly wants Kwang to be as well.
As such, he's not going to just throw himself on top of the other without any care for how Kwang's feeling. He wants to be sure his partner's feeling good too. So he continues with those kisses a bit before rising and shifting forward onto Kwang's stomach.
Getting closer. ] Think about what you'd like me to do for you after, okay? [ he says gently, rising on his knees so he's in position over Kwang, ready to let himself be guided forward.
Because he definitely doesn't intend to fall into Kwang's bed, steal some pleasure from him, and then leave him wanting. ]
[ Kwang has no issues with the casual nature of this encounter. He feels - he knows - that this is something that been building up between the two of them, and he's been waiting to see when it would bubble over, become more than just teases and promises, to turn into something concrete.
Apparently, all it takes is hot dogs.
He smiles at the words, hand moving in a slow rhythm over Bam's cock, guiding him, almost imperceptibly so, until Bam's finally raised up on his knees, crotch level with Kwang's face, who licks his lips, eyes flicking up with a grin. ]
I'll do that. Just relax.
[ He's not exactly thinking about anything else than the pleasure he gets when doing this, anyway. Which is why he doesn't wait any longer to slide his lips around Bam's cock, not wasting time to take him in deep, eyes still wide open and looking up. ]
[ It's always nice to be understood, honestly. To feel like it's okay to move at a slower or faster pace and to have someone in step with you, especially when things are kind of casual. Like this is. Bam feels really comfortable with Kwang, he's not going to lie and say he's nervous.
He's not. He wasn't antsy for them to have gotten to this part, because he really likes talking to Kwang and if it was nothing but talking and flirting, that would've been totally fine with him.
This part's pretty nice though. He smiles down at Kwang and eases into place, humming contentedly when he feels the warmth of Kwang's mouth around him. ] Wow, that's good, [ he says, pleasure saturating the words as he looks down at the other man.
Like he indicated he would, he puts his hands on the headboard and supports himself there, waiting to be sure Kwang's comfortable before he thinks of moving. ] You're good, [ he adds, correcting himself.
[ Kwang's not nervous, either. He's not been nervous about sex in a long, long time, even if he still has the ability to be completely overwhelmed by it. But right now, he's just relaxed, taking things he expected would happen between them sooner or later in stride.
He smiles at the words that leave Bam's lips, still looking up at him, a little teasing in his eyes. He relaxes his throat, demonstrating that lack of a gag reflex as he takes Bam as deep as he can, until he can press his nose to Bam's lower stomach, inhale deeply. He does let his eyes close there as he focuses, swallowing around Bam, tasting him on his tongue, heavy and pleasant.
Yeah, Kwang is pretty damn good at this. He's had a lot of practice. ]
[ It's good to be past that point. Sex shouldn't be the kind of thing that ties you in knots. That's Bam's philosophy. If it's making you nervous, don't do it. But if you're feeling good and relaxed, then go for it.
And he's definitely feeling good and relaxed. He moans, long and low, gripping at the headboard while his legs tremble a little. ] More than good, [ he says, shaking his head. ] Amazing. Like fireworks.
[ Staying at all eloquent is tough, but Bam's giving it his best effort. ] Gonna follow your lead when you're ready for me to go, [ he says, definitely distracted. But if Kwang gives him a sign, he's going to be ready to move. ]
[ Kwang has not felt nerves about sex in a long, long time. He can't remember ever feeling nervous about it - about his own ability to please his partners, or his ability to enjoy himself. Which, in his opinion, are the most important things. Safe, happy sex is his favorite.
He smiles upon hearing Bam, and pulls back slightly, flicking his eyes up to look at him as he presses the tip of his tongue against the head of Bam's cock. He nods, his eyes showing trust, no worries or fears there at all.
At the same time, his fingers pull Bam's hips forward a little bit, telling him without words to go for it. ]
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[ Do find Kwang lying on his bed this time on top of the covers, a book held between his fingers, legs crossed at the ankles, hair a little tousled, wearing loose pyjama pants and a tank top with huge arm holes, looking for all he's worth like he's ready to go to bed, truly. ]
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You look cozy. Can I join you? [ Bam asks, gesturing to the bed. He's looking kinda cozy himself, wearing some sweatpants and a t-shirt. It's purple and has a panda in a witch hat, with the word "bam-boo" written below. ]
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Please.
[ Kwang stretches to put his book away on the bedside table, absolutely putting on a show on purpose, because he knows what he looks like. Hints of tattooed skin show as his flimsy shirt shifts with his movements. He pats the bed by his side afterwards, a crooked smile lifting one corner of his lips. ]
Cute shirt.
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You like it? [ he asks, grinning right back. ] I somehow ended up with a ton of these.
[ He wanted t-shirts, he got graphic t-shirts. ]
Reading something good?
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Somehow? How do you 'somehow' end up with a ton of cute shirts?
[ Does Dal get them for him?
Kwang looks back over at his book, then at Bam. ]
Ah, just. Homer. The Iliad's one of my favorites. Ever read it?
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I asked for some help getting ahold of some clothes and I guess there were a lot with commentary and cartoon animals on them. There's also a lot of holiday themed ones? I'm thinking I'll run with it, maybe lean into being a walking signboard for Christmas and Halloween puns.
[ He makes a soft 'ah' of understanding when Kwang mentions the book's title. ]
In college, yeah. I think it was a survey of classical lit class?
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[ Somehow, Kwang thinks they won't suffer from a lack of Christmas cheer, around this house. Which doesn't mean he doesn't want to see these jumpers.
Kwang leans slightly closer, raising an eyebrow. ]
College educated, huh? Knowledge is such a turn-on.
[ Hey, not so long ago, they were discussing deep-throating hot dogs. Small talk is only good for so long. ]
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[ Just call him the King of Ridiculous Christmas. Dal will be thrilled, no doubt. ]
Yeah? [ Bam asks, turning to the side so he's facing Kwang properly, reaching over with one hand to let his fingers trace along Kwang's forearm until their hands meet. ]
Wanna hear me recite the periodic table or would you prefer to see some more hands-on knowledge? [ He is fully aware of how silly this is, but...
Deep-throating hot dogs. Seems like being a bit silly is fair game? ]
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[ Kwang turns a little more towards Bam, letting his hand fall to rest on his stomach, the back of his knuckles brushing the 'bam' of 'bam-boo'. He grins, biting his bottom lip for a second. ]
If we're talking science I'd rather you showed me your anatomy knowledge.
[ Keep the periodic table for post-sex pillow talk. ]
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He slowly hooks one leg over Kwang's, trying to pull him a bit closer. He's not losing the pretense of their teasing and bantering. ]
Sure thing. Where do you think we should start? There's a lotta anatomy we could explore.
[ Hm, sounds like a good deal to Bam.
Not the periodic table, necessarily. But the pillow talk? Definitely. ]
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Well, does this whole thing about gag reflexes count as anatomy? Because we could definitely revisit that. You'd just have to come on up...
[ His hand moves up to rest against Bam's ass, pushing up a tiny bit, like an example of what he means; Bam on his knees, fucking Kwang's mouth however he likes.
Mmm, yes. That's a nice image. ]
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Or just being with him is easy. It feels lazy, in a pleasant summer afternoon kind of way. ] Sure, I'd say that counts. If that's where you'd like lesson one to begin.
[ Lesson one of how many, Bam? Apparently he's getting ambitious. He reaches up, tucking a little hair out of Kwang's eyes. His finger wanders over Kwang's brow, down the line of his nose, and traces the shape of his lips. ]
I mean, I like the sound of it. An awful lot, if I'm being honest.
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So do I. So you should probably rise up. Let me taste you.
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You don't beat around the bush, huh? [ he says, carefully shucking off his punny shirt. ] That's kind of refreshing.
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As I said before, I'm old. I don't have the patience for beating around the bush.
[ He prefers honesty, in all aspects of his life. ]
I know what I want, and what I like.
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That's smart. It's good to be direct.
[ He shimmies out of his pants, putting them aside. ]
I'll go ahead and be direct too. Do you like this rough or should I take it easy? I don't want you to be uncomfortable.
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Hmm, I do prefer gentleness. I like things moving slow, usually, but building up steadily. So don't hold back too much.
[ He stops, then opens his mouth again, holding a finger. ]
Oh, I'd rather you didn't hold me in place. I think that's my one thing.
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Gentle it is, [ he says between kisses. ] Slow and steady sounds just right to me. And I won't hold you down, I swear.
[ He raises his head, looking around for a second. ]
I can hang onto the headboard if that helps.
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Headboard's good.
[ Kwang didn't expect Bam to fight him on the whole holding down thing, but it's good that it's a non-issue. He likes how willing and eager Bam is, naked above him while Kwang is still wearing all of his clothes - as revealing as they are.
He drags a hand up along Bam's spine, the other one sliding up to his front, long fingers wrapping around Bam's cock, loose and teasing. ]
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As such, he's not going to just throw himself on top of the other without any care for how Kwang's feeling. He wants to be sure his partner's feeling good too. So he continues with those kisses a bit before rising and shifting forward onto Kwang's stomach.
Getting closer. ] Think about what you'd like me to do for you after, okay? [ he says gently, rising on his knees so he's in position over Kwang, ready to let himself be guided forward.
Because he definitely doesn't intend to fall into Kwang's bed, steal some pleasure from him, and then leave him wanting. ]
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Apparently, all it takes is hot dogs.
He smiles at the words, hand moving in a slow rhythm over Bam's cock, guiding him, almost imperceptibly so, until Bam's finally raised up on his knees, crotch level with Kwang's face, who licks his lips, eyes flicking up with a grin. ]
I'll do that. Just relax.
[ He's not exactly thinking about anything else than the pleasure he gets when doing this, anyway. Which is why he doesn't wait any longer to slide his lips around Bam's cock, not wasting time to take him in deep, eyes still wide open and looking up. ]
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He's not. He wasn't antsy for them to have gotten to this part, because he really likes talking to Kwang and if it was nothing but talking and flirting, that would've been totally fine with him.
This part's pretty nice though. He smiles down at Kwang and eases into place, humming contentedly when he feels the warmth of Kwang's mouth around him. ] Wow, that's good, [ he says, pleasure saturating the words as he looks down at the other man.
Like he indicated he would, he puts his hands on the headboard and supports himself there, waiting to be sure Kwang's comfortable before he thinks of moving. ] You're good, [ he adds, correcting himself.
Because it's true. Kwang is very, very good. ]
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He smiles at the words that leave Bam's lips, still looking up at him, a little teasing in his eyes. He relaxes his throat, demonstrating that lack of a gag reflex as he takes Bam as deep as he can, until he can press his nose to Bam's lower stomach, inhale deeply. He does let his eyes close there as he focuses, swallowing around Bam, tasting him on his tongue, heavy and pleasant.
Yeah, Kwang is pretty damn good at this. He's had a lot of practice. ]
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And he's definitely feeling good and relaxed. He moans, long and low, gripping at the headboard while his legs tremble a little. ] More than good, [ he says, shaking his head. ] Amazing. Like fireworks.
[ Staying at all eloquent is tough, but Bam's giving it his best effort. ] Gonna follow your lead when you're ready for me to go, [ he says, definitely distracted. But if Kwang gives him a sign, he's going to be ready to move. ]
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He smiles upon hearing Bam, and pulls back slightly, flicking his eyes up to look at him as he presses the tip of his tongue against the head of Bam's cock. He nods, his eyes showing trust, no worries or fears there at all.
At the same time, his fingers pull Bam's hips forward a little bit, telling him without words to go for it. ]
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