Somehow, Devero's not surprised to hear that, but he keeps that to himself. He scoops up the tube he'd brought and offers it to Seb on an open palm. After the other man takes it, he tells him (with his arm still hooked over Seb's shoulders), "This makes it safe. It'll form a prophylactic barrier between us, so you won't have to worry about anything I might have transferring. As for this--" He palms his cock as part of what he's saying, a heavy breath falling out of his parted lips even as his translator keeps on speaking, "we'll do some prep first. And if at any point you decide you don't want to continue, or if you want to do me instead, just let me know and we can reconfigure."
His language as he talks about this may be clinical, but his motions and his body language are easy and confident. This is a man who knows what he's doing, who's never had his sexuality checked by shame, and who's excited to have some more with someone he finds quite attractive.
Through the explanation, Seb's curious gaze shifts between the lube, Dev's face, his hands, and his cock. He turns the small bottle over in his hands, wondering what prophylactic means. In any case, a barrier seems like a good idea with this kind of thing.
It soothes his nerves that Dev knows what he's doing, and that he says they can stop at any time. He does wonder if he would even feel able to tell Devero if he wanted to stop. Probably... At least with Devero saying so, he knows it's an option.
He nods and presses his lips to Dev's shoulder, looking up at him through dark green lashes.
"Okay. I'm ready. Tell me how to position."
For a biologist, he really likes to have clear orders.
Vices take him, Devero loves the way Seb is peering up at him like that. He bends and presses his own lips to Seb's forehead, then straightens back up again.
Guiding him through it with both words and his big hands, Devero drews Seb onto his lap, positioning him with his legs split wide across Dev's thighs. "Put your arms around my neck," he instructs, "and rise up on your knees-- yeah, like that. Fuck, that's perfect."
Arms around Seb, he uncaps the lube and squeezes a generous glob over his fingers. He spreads it between both hands, warming it a little as he does, and then takes both sides of Seb's ass in his slick hands. He gives it a little knead, spreading the slickness across both cheeks and letting Seb get used to the feeling of the substance before venturing anywhere more intimate.
He straddles Dev again, just barely having enough flexibility to spread his legs that wide. He obeys the instructions, arms around his neck, up on his knees. The big warm hands remind him that this is something fun, something he can trust Devero with, not a cold clinical situation.
He watches Dev lube his hands, and then blinks a couple of times when his ass is grabbed. It isn't quite what he was expecting, and it feels slightly strange to have lubricant spread there, but he focuses on the feeling of his partner's hands massaging him. He closes his eyes and leans his forehead against Dev's, focusing on keeping his breathing steady.
Devero spares a hand for a, "Good," when Seb leans into him, but after that both hands are right back at it. He moves steadily from groping and kneading Seb's ass to delving into it, one hand spreading him open while the other drags slick into his cleft. He switches sides and does it again, feeling him all over. Partially it's enthusiasm for the task, but partially he's doing it so Seb can get used to being touched so intimately. He's paying very close attention as he works him, monitoring the pace of Seb's breathing and how tense his legs on either side of Dev's thighs and the tension in his arms around Dev's neck. As badly as he wants to get his dick inside this slender, beautiful man, he's just as ready to call this off if it seems like he's pushing Seb somewhere that he's not ready to go.
The praise is nice. It's always reassuring to hear that he's not fucking something up.
Seb's sense of touch isn't as heightened as his vision, hearing, and sense of smell are, but he's still a little more sensitive than the average person. As Dev's fingers slip into the cleft of his ass, his breath hitches, and as Dev continues, he starts to shiver and tremble slightly. It's a brand new sensation, one that does not feel altogether safe with all of the bad things he's heard about this sort of act. The anticipation of the unknown is mounting his nerves, and his right hand begins to play with the hair at the back of Dev's neck, unconsciously trying to distract himself.
Devero bends his head forward, giving Seb more access to the back of his neck. He exhales a soft, approving moan-- he quite likes that, apparently.
He pauses to apply a little more lube to his hands, then spreads it liberally up and down Seb's cleft. He pauses again, this time to ask, "You okay for me to keep going?"
Dev encourages his stimming, so he continues, gathering more of his hair and twining it between his fingertips.
"Yes. Just- just do it, please," he whispers. There's a hint of nervous urgency in his tone, which Dev can probably pick up on through his phrasing. The teasing is proving to make him more tense rather than less; he doesn't like unknowns, and would like to turn this one into a known sooner than later.
So that is nervous tension, rather than anticipatory, gathering in Seb. All right. Devero nods, then tucks his face against Seb's shoulder, pressing his lips there for a moment even as he presses a fingertip against Seb's entrance. He massages it for just a moment, then gets on with things, working that same fingertip up and into him with gentle but insistent pressure.
Seb puts his forehead in the crook of Dev's neck and tells himself to breathe, to relax. He recalls telling girls that sometimes if they were really nervous, trying to comfort them. That memory doesn't particularly help.
But then there's a new feeling as Dev presses his finger inside. It's strange, a little uncomfortable, but it doesn't hurt. He's surprised it doesn't hurt. His breathing deepens, his muscles relaxing just slightly.
Nuzzling his cheek against Sebastian's approvingly, Devero slides his finger further up into him. Past the first knuckle, past the second, and then just as gently he works it out again. He repeats the intrusion a couple of times, then adds a second finger to start to stretch him open.
Once both fingers are a couple of knuckles in, he pauses, then uses his other hand to suggest, "Rock a little. Ride them. Might help." And it might get Seb into it more than just being fingered and playing with Dev's hair a little.
He's getting in his head about how he cannot believe he's doing this and how awful it would be if anyone found out... And then Devero's fingers start giving him a different feeling. Something more pleasurable that makes him release a heavy breath and some more of his tension.
He's a little confused and embarrassed by the suggestion, but he follows it anyway, beginning to roll his hips. That spikes his pleasure enough that he briefly forgets about the shame laden in this act. He releases a soft moan, turning his head to clamp his front teeth gently on Dev's shoulder, fingers now twining into his hair at the root and gripping gently there.
The bite of Seb's teeth into him and, especially, the pull to his hair make Dev's cock twitch between them and a groan rumble out of his chest. "Yes," he says, just a brief nod of one fist.
He starts to stretch and scissor him open in earnest, moving his hand counterpoint to Seb's hips, making the most of the way they roll. He gives Seb a third finger, fucks him with all three for a moment, and then bottoms them out inside of him. He pins Seb's hips into his own, their cocks now trapped together between them, and fumbles with his other hand for the lube.
Once he finds it, he presses the tube into Seb's side insistently, the only form of communication currently available to him with both hands occupied.
A louder moan erupts out of him, and he bites Dev harder and tightening his grip on his hair as his hips move more in earnest. This has the side effect of their cocks brushing each other every so often, which sends further jolts up his spine. His muscles are fully melting now, his thoughts mercifully unravelling.
Breath hot and heavy, he extracts himself from Dev just enough to take the lube from him and carefully apply it to his own hands. He wraps his flesh hand around Devero's cock, coating it generously with the lube and then stroking it. His lips then crash into Dev's, moaning into his mouth.
Dev's cock is already pearling at the tip by the time Seb wraps his hand around it, and the moan that rips out of him is obscene. He nods frantically against Seb, so thrilled that his partner knew exactly what he wanted without him having to say anything. He mouths along his shoulder, his neck, panting little mewls escaping him with every breath-- until Seb's mouth claims his and steals them all.
Devero sucks at Seb's tongue, his mouth as desperate and heated as his hands. He scrambles one to Seb's hip and the other to his own cock, grasping it tight around the base to steady himself. He lets Seb lead the kiss, but his fingers dig in tight as he guides Seb's hips forward and down, sliding his slick cock between slick cheeks and nudging it right up to the prepared opening.
He figured there would need to be lube on his dick if it were to have any chance of fitting inside, but Dev's reaction blows him away. He gets lost in the other's sounds, in the feeling of his mouth, his hands, his cock, awash in a tide of new sensations.
He breaks the kiss as he feels Dev's fingers coming out of him and his cock taking their place in the cleft of his ass.
"Wait--"
His arms wrap around his partner's neck again and he presses his forehead against Dev's, trying to catch his breath. He cannot believe what's about to happen, and needs a moment to accept this, paused hovering above him.
He has no idea what all of this makes him, and what it will mean for his life... If anything. A heretic, a defect, an awful pervert? If no one finds out, it might be fine. But all of that can be deliberated later; right now he knows he wants this man. This night has been the most fun he's had in years, the most like a real person he's felt in a long time, and he knows he's on the verge of something incredible. If something so right and good makes him bad, then... He'll figure it out. He'll repent, somehow.
And if they only get one night together, they need to make it count.
As much as Devero wants this, he wants Seb to enjoy it even more. If that means waiting, so be it. He'll wait here with him as long as he needs to be comfortable, even if being comfortable means calling this part of the evening off.
Which isn't to say he's not eager to continue. A brilliant smile breaks across his lips when he feels Seb nod. "Okay," he echoes with a turn of his free hand, then slants his head in for a kiss.
While he's got his mouth on Seb's, he guides the smaller man's hips down, holding his cock tight as he rocks them together. With the same gentle but relentless pressure as he'd fingered him before, he works himself into Seb until the thickest part of his knob has passed inside.
The kiss gives him something to focus on, keeps him relaxed as Devero pushes them over the final mental barrier, the true point of no return. Now he's truly committed a grave sin, but there's only a distant awareness of that in his mind.
What's far more present, taking up all the space right behind his eyes, is the feeling of an impossible stretch, one that would certainly hurt terribly if not for the preparation and the lubricant. Fortunately, Devero's experience and guidance hasn't failed them, and there's only a vague discomfort before it's overshadowed by immense pleasure. He moans helplessly into Dev's mouth, twining a hand tightly into his hair again, the other digging metal fingertips into his shoulder.
"More, please, please," he gasps, rolling his hips backward into the penetration.
Oh beautiful, beautiful Sebastian. Devero shifts underneath him, pulling in his heels and parting his knees-- which, of course, spreads Seb's legs even wider across his lap. He uses both hands now on his hips, urging him down in rocking bursts and rising now in little thrusts to meet him. He doesn't batter his way in, but he's not exactly taking his time. Now that he's got part of his cock in Seb, he wants to feel all of him on it.
Seb's knees can't go any wider, so instead they move up, clinging higher around Dev's waist, his hard and leaking cock pressed between their bodies. He finds his muscles are too weak to move much other than how Dev is guiding him, but he's guiding him so well that he just buries his face in his shoulder, hangs on tight and lets it happen. Just when he thinks he can't be any fuller, that this must be all of it, there's somehow more. He doesn't know why this is so pleasurable, has never been educated about the wonders of the prostate, but he's caught up in violent relentless waves of pleasure, moaning loudly until no sound comes out at all and he needs to bite down on Dev's shoulder again.
He's close already, not in control of his body at all, which would be terrifying if it weren't so amazing.
When Seb bites him, Devero's whole body seems to shudder, including his cock inside his partner. He nuzzles his cheek against the side of Seb's head even as he bottoms out in him. Pinning their hips together, he grinds himself deep inside Seb in little rolls of his hips, groaning along in rhythm. He feels the tap from his Interface, knows that Seb's said something but he's too swamped by how damn good this feels to even attend it. All he cares about is Seb's ass around his length, and Seb's hard cock rubbing between their bellies, Seb's teeth in his shoulder, Seb's arms around his shoulders and legs around him and Seb, just Seb--!
Fingers digging in, Devero lifts Seb up, up off him, until he feels his knob just at the rim of the other man and then down again in one single motion, resheathing himself with a guttural shout.
Seb bites hard into Dev's shoulder and twists at his hair, knowing he won't mind and unable to think of any other way to keep a shred of control over himself. And yet, he's a mess of sweat, drool, gasps, and heady moans.
Seb is surprised by being lifted, unlatching himself and briefly wondering if Dev needs to stop- but the thought is cut off when he's pulled downward abruptly, absolutely speared, and he sees stars. He cries out, immediately tumbling over the edge. His hand pulls at Dev's hair so hard he'll be surprised later if he didn't yank any out, and come spurts up between them like a small geyser, landing on their abdomens and chests. His head tips back, eyes closed as he breathes heavily, incomprehensible curses spilling from his lips.
Devero had been close enough to the edge himself that feeling Seb come apart tips Dev right over after him. If a moan could be a roar, that's the sound that's wrested out of him as he lets go inside Seb, filling his partner as surely as his partner has painted him. He returns to rocking them together, wringing out the last of his orgasm even as Seb pants and mumbles on his lap.
Only when he's spent does he slump back against the headboard. "Holy shit," he says, his expression dazed even if his translator's voice isn't.
There are a couple of small aftershocks from Dev continuing to move inside him, leading him into a blissful daze. He leans right along with Dev, settling bonelessly on top of his chest, not caring that his weight is spreading the come out between them like the filling of a horny sandwich.
"Holy shit," Seb agrees, as emphatically as he can manage with his cheek pressed against Dev's tit and his eyes half-closed.
He's had a lot of sex in his life, and absolutely none of it was as good as what just happened.
He knows he should feel guilty, but instead he's just sleepy and wanting to soak in the utterly relaxed feeling that he almost never gets.
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Date: 2026-01-25 11:53 pm (UTC)From:"First time," he answers. Only P-in-V sex leads to babies, therefore any other kind was taught as dirty and wrong.
"It's... Frowned upon where I'm from. Is it safe?" He eyes Dev's cock again. "And do you really think that will fit?"
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Date: 2026-01-26 12:02 am (UTC)From:His language as he talks about this may be clinical, but his motions and his body language are easy and confident. This is a man who knows what he's doing, who's never had his sexuality checked by shame, and who's excited to have some more with someone he finds quite attractive.
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Date: 2026-01-26 12:40 am (UTC)From:It soothes his nerves that Dev knows what he's doing, and that he says they can stop at any time. He does wonder if he would even feel able to tell Devero if he wanted to stop. Probably... At least with Devero saying so, he knows it's an option.
He nods and presses his lips to Dev's shoulder, looking up at him through dark green lashes.
"Okay. I'm ready. Tell me how to position."
For a biologist, he really likes to have clear orders.
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Date: 2026-01-26 01:34 am (UTC)From:Guiding him through it with both words and his big hands, Devero drews Seb onto his lap, positioning him with his legs split wide across Dev's thighs. "Put your arms around my neck," he instructs, "and rise up on your knees-- yeah, like that. Fuck, that's perfect."
Arms around Seb, he uncaps the lube and squeezes a generous glob over his fingers. He spreads it between both hands, warming it a little as he does, and then takes both sides of Seb's ass in his slick hands. He gives it a little knead, spreading the slickness across both cheeks and letting Seb get used to the feeling of the substance before venturing anywhere more intimate.
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Date: 2026-01-26 01:54 am (UTC)From:He watches Dev lube his hands, and then blinks a couple of times when his ass is grabbed. It isn't quite what he was expecting, and it feels slightly strange to have lubricant spread there, but he focuses on the feeling of his partner's hands massaging him. He closes his eyes and leans his forehead against Dev's, focusing on keeping his breathing steady.
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Date: 2026-01-26 02:15 am (UTC)From:Seb's sense of touch isn't as heightened as his vision, hearing, and sense of smell are, but he's still a little more sensitive than the average person. As Dev's fingers slip into the cleft of his ass, his breath hitches, and as Dev continues, he starts to shiver and tremble slightly. It's a brand new sensation, one that does not feel altogether safe with all of the bad things he's heard about this sort of act. The anticipation of the unknown is mounting his nerves, and his right hand begins to play with the hair at the back of Dev's neck, unconsciously trying to distract himself.
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Date: 2026-01-26 02:28 am (UTC)From:He pauses to apply a little more lube to his hands, then spreads it liberally up and down Seb's cleft. He pauses again, this time to ask, "You okay for me to keep going?"
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Date: 2026-01-26 02:36 am (UTC)From:"Yes. Just- just do it, please," he whispers. There's a hint of nervous urgency in his tone, which Dev can probably pick up on through his phrasing. The teasing is proving to make him more tense rather than less; he doesn't like unknowns, and would like to turn this one into a known sooner than later.
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Date: 2026-01-26 02:50 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2026-01-26 03:11 am (UTC)From:But then there's a new feeling as Dev presses his finger inside. It's strange, a little uncomfortable, but it doesn't hurt. He's surprised it doesn't hurt. His breathing deepens, his muscles relaxing just slightly.
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Date: 2026-01-26 03:24 am (UTC)From:Once both fingers are a couple of knuckles in, he pauses, then uses his other hand to suggest, "Rock a little. Ride them. Might help." And it might get Seb into it more than just being fingered and playing with Dev's hair a little.
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Date: 2026-01-26 03:57 am (UTC)From:He's a little confused and embarrassed by the suggestion, but he follows it anyway, beginning to roll his hips. That spikes his pleasure enough that he briefly forgets about the shame laden in this act. He releases a soft moan, turning his head to clamp his front teeth gently on Dev's shoulder, fingers now twining into his hair at the root and gripping gently there.
"More." The word escapes him without thinking.
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Date: 2026-01-26 04:10 am (UTC)From:He starts to stretch and scissor him open in earnest, moving his hand counterpoint to Seb's hips, making the most of the way they roll. He gives Seb a third finger, fucks him with all three for a moment, and then bottoms them out inside of him. He pins Seb's hips into his own, their cocks now trapped together between them, and fumbles with his other hand for the lube.
Once he finds it, he presses the tube into Seb's side insistently, the only form of communication currently available to him with both hands occupied.
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Date: 2026-01-26 04:29 am (UTC)From:Breath hot and heavy, he extracts himself from Dev just enough to take the lube from him and carefully apply it to his own hands. He wraps his flesh hand around Devero's cock, coating it generously with the lube and then stroking it. His lips then crash into Dev's, moaning into his mouth.
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Date: 2026-01-27 02:56 am (UTC)From:Devero sucks at Seb's tongue, his mouth as desperate and heated as his hands. He scrambles one to Seb's hip and the other to his own cock, grasping it tight around the base to steady himself. He lets Seb lead the kiss, but his fingers dig in tight as he guides Seb's hips forward and down, sliding his slick cock between slick cheeks and nudging it right up to the prepared opening.
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Date: 2026-01-27 03:31 am (UTC)From:He breaks the kiss as he feels Dev's fingers coming out of him and his cock taking their place in the cleft of his ass.
"Wait--"
His arms wrap around his partner's neck again and he presses his forehead against Dev's, trying to catch his breath. He cannot believe what's about to happen, and needs a moment to accept this, paused hovering above him.
He has no idea what all of this makes him, and what it will mean for his life... If anything. A heretic, a defect, an awful pervert? If no one finds out, it might be fine. But all of that can be deliberated later; right now he knows he wants this man. This night has been the most fun he's had in years, the most like a real person he's felt in a long time, and he knows he's on the verge of something incredible. If something so right and good makes him bad, then... He'll figure it out. He'll repent, somehow.
And if they only get one night together, they need to make it count.
He nods against Devero's forehead.
"Okay."
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Date: 2026-01-28 01:17 am (UTC)From:Which isn't to say he's not eager to continue. A brilliant smile breaks across his lips when he feels Seb nod. "Okay," he echoes with a turn of his free hand, then slants his head in for a kiss.
While he's got his mouth on Seb's, he guides the smaller man's hips down, holding his cock tight as he rocks them together. With the same gentle but relentless pressure as he'd fingered him before, he works himself into Seb until the thickest part of his knob has passed inside.
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Date: 2026-01-28 01:37 am (UTC)From:What's far more present, taking up all the space right behind his eyes, is the feeling of an impossible stretch, one that would certainly hurt terribly if not for the preparation and the lubricant. Fortunately, Devero's experience and guidance hasn't failed them, and there's only a vague discomfort before it's overshadowed by immense pleasure. He moans helplessly into Dev's mouth, twining a hand tightly into his hair again, the other digging metal fingertips into his shoulder.
"More, please, please," he gasps, rolling his hips backward into the penetration.
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Date: 2026-01-28 01:43 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2026-01-28 02:01 am (UTC)From:He's close already, not in control of his body at all, which would be terrifying if it weren't so amazing.
"Dev, I'm-"
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Date: 2026-01-28 02:17 am (UTC)From:Fingers digging in, Devero lifts Seb up, up off him, until he feels his knob just at the rim of the other man and then down again in one single motion, resheathing himself with a guttural shout.
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Date: 2026-01-28 02:31 am (UTC)From:Seb is surprised by being lifted, unlatching himself and briefly wondering if Dev needs to stop- but the thought is cut off when he's pulled downward abruptly, absolutely speared, and he sees stars. He cries out, immediately tumbling over the edge. His hand pulls at Dev's hair so hard he'll be surprised later if he didn't yank any out, and come spurts up between them like a small geyser, landing on their abdomens and chests. His head tips back, eyes closed as he breathes heavily, incomprehensible curses spilling from his lips.
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Date: 2026-01-28 02:42 am (UTC)From:Only when he's spent does he slump back against the headboard. "Holy shit," he says, his expression dazed even if his translator's voice isn't.
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Date: 2026-01-28 03:02 am (UTC)From:"Holy shit," Seb agrees, as emphatically as he can manage with his cheek pressed against Dev's tit and his eyes half-closed.
He's had a lot of sex in his life, and absolutely none of it was as good as what just happened.
He knows he should feel guilty, but instead he's just sleepy and wanting to soak in the utterly relaxed feeling that he almost never gets.
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