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.
Seb can tell when Devero actually reads his words, because he laughs, the sound rumbling up from deep in his chest. "Good for you too, then?" he manages to ask, though his signs are loose and sloppy around Seb.
He shifts after a moment, but only to hoist Seb up high enough to slide his cock out of him. He tucks the limp, satisfied thing away and sets Seb right back down in his lap, looping his arms around him and cradling him there against his chest.
Horny sandwich notwithstanding, Devero is more than happy to enjoy this cuddle for as long as it lasts.
He's still enamoured with that laugh, feeling it rattle his own chest.
"Good isn't the right word..."
He exhales a soft groan as Dev pulls out of him, shivering as he adjusts to the empty feeling.
When given the chance, Sebastian is a first-class cuddler and a third-degree clinger, so congrats Dev, he's stuck to you like a koala until you pry him off. He nuzzles his face into the crook of his partner's neck.
"More like... Incredible."
He's quiet for another moment, playing with Dev's hair again, but very gently now, petting as though apologizing for pulling it so hard.
"Is all the sex you have... Like this?" He's not even sure what he means by that. Casual? Homosexual? Incredible? All of the above?
He laughs again. "Vices, don't I wish?" he says, his smile going crooked. He brings his hand up, cupping his warm palm over the back of Seb's neck as they cuddle close.
"This was... pretty intense," he admits, heaving a huge, satisfied sigh. "--That feels nice," he adds, about having his hair played with.
Lifting his other hand to Seb's cheek, Devero turns his face up to catch his lips in a brief kiss. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," his translator says while his lips are busy. Seb had seemed so damn sad earlier... but of course, Devero keeps that part to himself.
"Always," he admits with a chuckle. "I run real hot." Hot enough that everyone feels cooler than him, honestly. He's got a big body with a lot of muscle, after all.
He's equal parts sleepy and spellbound as he kisses Devero back, exhaling softly as his eyes quickly fall shut again.
In that case, Seb is extra cold comparatively, being more cold-blooded than the average human, so this is clearly a match made in [insert positive afterlife of your choosing here].
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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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Date: 2026-01-28 03:29 am (UTC)From:He shifts after a moment, but only to hoist Seb up high enough to slide his cock out of him. He tucks the limp, satisfied thing away and sets Seb right back down in his lap, looping his arms around him and cradling him there against his chest.
Horny sandwich notwithstanding, Devero is more than happy to enjoy this cuddle for as long as it lasts.
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Date: 2026-01-28 03:41 am (UTC)From:"Good isn't the right word..."
He exhales a soft groan as Dev pulls out of him, shivering as he adjusts to the empty feeling.
When given the chance, Sebastian is a first-class cuddler and a third-degree clinger, so congrats Dev, he's stuck to you like a koala until you pry him off. He nuzzles his face into the crook of his partner's neck.
"More like... Incredible."
He's quiet for another moment, playing with Dev's hair again, but very gently now, petting as though apologizing for pulling it so hard.
"Is all the sex you have... Like this?" He's not even sure what he means by that. Casual? Homosexual? Incredible? All of the above?
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Date: 2026-01-28 04:06 am (UTC)From:"This was... pretty intense," he admits, heaving a huge, satisfied sigh. "--That feels nice," he adds, about having his hair played with.
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Date: 2026-01-28 04:12 am (UTC)From:"It was. I don't think I've been that turned on in my whole life," he says with a small grin.
Seb hums contentedly at the warm hand on his neck, relaxing even more. Not far from sleep, at this point.
"You're warm," he murmurs, feeling like a lizard on a sunny rock. Even after such exertion, he's a few degrees colder in body temperature than Devero.
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Date: 2026-01-28 04:30 am (UTC)From:"Always," he admits with a chuckle. "I run real hot." Hot enough that everyone feels cooler than him, honestly. He's got a big body with a lot of muscle, after all.
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Date: 2026-01-28 04:41 am (UTC)From:In that case, Seb is extra cold comparatively, being more cold-blooded than the average human, so this is clearly a match made in [insert positive afterlife of your choosing here].
"Can you stay?"
Please, he prays silently. Please please.