[That would be just their luck, wouldn't it? Thankfully, Allen catches on in time before that can happen, leaving Link tensing from the denial, but coming back down from the edge he'd been worked to all the same. He feels halfway spent already, and they haven't even gotten to the point of actual penetration yet, sans Allen's fingers. And...to tell truth, Link isn't sure what to expect.
He just knows that a full grown man's penis is going to be a lot more than one or two fingers, that's for sure.
It's with a bit of reluctance that he lets Allen's hips go, letting his hands rest on the bedsheets beside him while he lines himself up.]
I...I don't think I could wait much longer, to tell truth...
[ It sure will be! Especially Allen's! But, as he said, he's going to do his best not to hurt Link. He's going to feel mildly bad later when he learns lube is a real thing here, but. For now, he at least feels confident enough that Link is at least oiled up well enough...? Probably...????? Ugh, he wishes he were better at this.
Once he's guided his tip against Link, he leans forward again and gently pushes just his head into him, and it shakes his whole spine with a shudder. Even just this... fuck. His hands now settle next to Link's sides. A shaky exhale comes out of him before he speaks. ]
T...tell me if you need me to slow down or... or stop, alright?
[Link gets just enough time to nod before Allen is finally pushing into him proper, and now he understands just how uncomfortable this can be.
It's not enough for him to want to stop, not nearly- this man is highly pain tolerant, if the scar on his chest is anything to go by- but he can't quite keep it out of his expression as his brow knits and he grits his teeth behind his lips. Allen might have to remind him not to close his legs, because his knees are suddenly pressing in against his sides as a soft sound catches in the back of his throat.]
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He just knows that a full grown man's penis is going to be a lot more than one or two fingers, that's for sure.
It's with a bit of reluctance that he lets Allen's hips go, letting his hands rest on the bedsheets beside him while he lines himself up.]
I...I don't think I could wait much longer, to tell truth...
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Once he's guided his tip against Link, he leans forward again and gently pushes just his head into him, and it shakes his whole spine with a shudder. Even just this... fuck. His hands now settle next to Link's sides. A shaky exhale comes out of him before he speaks. ]
T...tell me if you need me to slow down or... or stop, alright?
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It's not enough for him to want to stop, not nearly- this man is highly pain tolerant, if the scar on his chest is anything to go by- but he can't quite keep it out of his expression as his brow knits and he grits his teeth behind his lips. Allen might have to remind him not to close his legs, because his knees are suddenly pressing in against his sides as a soft sound catches in the back of his throat.]
O-oh...