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One hand still buried in blond hair he reached down with the other to grab a diligently working wrist. Laios whined a lost noise of protest into his mouth but he still let go when Chilchuck made him. Did not part from the kiss when instead Chilchuck wrapped his hand around Laios' length. Stroking it once, twice, to make sure the oil was well spread. That cock was slick and hot and perfect and Chilchuck was done waiting around for it. So he took back control. Something that never should have been wrenched from him by calloused hands and burning eyes.

Their kiss was broken as he rose up onto his knees, golden eyes fluttering open where they had been lost in pleasure.

"Are you sure?" The question was stupid and too close to patronising, his touch docile as large hands came to rest on narrow hips. But something about the way Laios looked at him made Chilchuck swallow the sharp reprimand already prickling on his tongue. Instead he gave a grin that was just as sharp.

"Let me show you how sure."

He held stubborn eye contact as he got into position, shifting his hips and using his hold on Laios' cock to angle it just right. Despite the bravado Chilchuck's heart was hammering inside his chest, both with excitement and nerves, as that slick, broad tip brushed up against his opening. Aligning it was simple enough, barely more than a teasing push, a gentle hint at what was to come.

Once he had found the right angle Chilchuck slowly, very slowly, began to lower his hips.

Despite all their preparation, despite Chilchuck's deft fingers and Laios' excited ones, despite the copious amounts of oil and all the time they had taken to get here, the breech was not simple. Laios was large, his tip wide and unforgiving and Chilchuck had to force it in against the protest of his softened muscles and the dull pain he felt as it speared him open.

When it finally popped inside Laios let out a wild, bitten back groan, hips trembling where he tried so diligently to hold them still. Those strong hands grabbed his hips harder, holding on tight without pushing him move. Good. Laios probably knew if he tried anything like that Chilchuck might just end up killing him.

Chilchuck took a moment to breathe and will himself to relax. The pressure was already intense and he had only just taken the very tip of that impressive cock. Yet it was also immensely satisfying and he already wanted more.

So when his breathing was steady and the pain just a dull throb, Chilchuck continued.

Closing his eyes he took his time. Sinking lower, then stopping again. Breathing, relaxing. Sinking. Finding into a patient but consistent rhythm that allowed Chilchuck to lose himself to the sensations. To the feeling of being filled and stretched further and deeper. The feeling of blond hair between his fingers. Hungry lips against his own as he strained back into another kiss.

This time Laios was much less feverish, much less aggressive. Instead their kiss turned almost ... gentle. Softly sliding lips and playfully flicking tongues. Quiet moans. Only the barest hints of teeth. All while Chilchuck let himself sink deeper and deeper, back into Laios' lap.

He was not sure how much he had already taken, only knew he was not close, when a large hand cupped the back of his head and Laios pulled away from their kiss. Not far, just enough to rest his forehead against Chilchuck's.

"Can't believe we're doing this", he breathed, eyes hooded and fixed on Chilchuck's damp and bitten lips. "Can't believe you'd want to try. Feel so good, Chil. So tight for me. And ... and so beautiful..."

For a moment it felt like Chilchuck could not breathe as something squeezed his ribcage, his lungs, his heart.

"What...?", he wheezed, unable to form any smart reply. This was surreal. Nobody had ever called him beautiful before. Saying it was not the first thing that came to mind was probably an understatement. But Laios would not be Laios if he were physically able to leave it at that.

"You are", he breathed, moving his hand to cup Chilchuck's face instead. "Look so beautiful ... taking my cock..."

"Laios..." Chilchuck was not sure if it was supposed to be a warning, a threat or something else entirely. But as he said the tallman's name that cock inside him gave a heavy throb and the grip on his hip tightened.

"Chil", he sighed in return and those hips canted upwards just slightly, pushing just a bit deeper and leaving Chilchuck reeling with more than just compliments.

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