missinglink | Inbok for @sticksandbones

Forgive you? Li, I encourage. That was such a bloody lovely sound.

[ He'll steal a peck against his lips before gently pushing him back down. ]

So long as you don't go reciting scriptures at me, I'll be more than happy to hear what you have to say and do. [ And, like, even then, the only ones he'd really turn his nose up are the "don't lay with man" things. He doesn't know exactly how it reads, but he knows they're in there somewhere. ]

Would you be alright if... I finished getting us undressed?

I don't plan on it...

[God no, he can't even THINK about the Bible right now. He can only hope the Lord isn't watching currently, he doesn't want to consider the possibility.

Instead, he'll try to think less about the fact that the nerves might kill him before they finish any time soon, nodding a little as he relaxes into Allen pushing him prone once more.]

Y-yes....of course. Go ahead.

[ Great! Well! Allen is going to undress himself first, because he's pretty sure if he doesn't, Link will pop like a balloon. So, he does briefly slide off the bed, for just a moment, as he undoes the buckle for his belt, and works on unbuttoning the, uhhh, interesting patchworked pants he wore for the date. The evil is being defeated. Good-bye, hell pants.

His underwear, tent pitched, don't go instantly with them, but only because Allen is faltering just a little here. He's nervous, and if his posture doesn't make that much clear, his thoughts do. He's thinking very understandable things one would think before baring themselves before their beloved. Like what if he's not attractive fully nude to Link? What if his size isn't good enough? What if he freaks out from how hard he's gotten just from all this? What if he's ashamed I'm uncut? What if, what if, what if...

He... pauses, and instead reaches for Link to start working on his pants. He'll get these, just these off. Maybe that'll encourage him enough to continue. ]

[Oh Allen, love of his life, as if YOU are the one who has anything to worry about here...

Link sits himself up on his elbows again just a little, mostly so he can get a better angle to watch Allen take off his pants. Goodbye, hell pants...and hello nearly-nude Allen, my God. He feels a nice sweat breaking out on his forehead and the back of his neck, and he's certain he must be glowing like a stuck pig right about now. Awful, how is Allen putting up with this trainwreck. At least his braid has been taken down, because it would have been disheveled to hell and back by now.

He tries (and fails) not to stare at Allen's nether regions, thinking all manner of sinful thoughts that he's abso-fucking-lutely going to have to go to confessional about later, at which point Wolfwood is going to laugh him right out of the box but anyway...not that he has much time to focus on that, because before he can do much else, Allen is taking his turn to help undress him.

And...

...

Link will help of course, lifting his hips and legs in turn to get the slacks removed until the two of them are down to their skivvies, with Link's underwear equally tented. It would put them on even ground, if it weren't for the fact that Link is...to put it simply, Fucking Hung and Fucking Hard. His length is nearly poking out of the lower edge of his briefs right now. He is Howard with a CAPITAL H.

So. Oops-]

[ Him and Kanda both being Hung Bastards is going to be the end of Allen. After all, Allen is... well, he is not small! But he is very... average. At least, in terms of length. Girth is a whole other story, which Link will discover later when Allen stuffs him like an eclair-

Still, uh, Allen makes absolutely 0 efforts to look away from Link's underwear, and the cock that's barely being contained. His face is... engulfed in red. Like, holy shit... ]

...Uh... [ Just "uh". ]

[Given the fact Allen's brain has suddenly gone blank, Link actually doesn't know what to glean from that "uh". He wants to cover his face with both hands and melt into the floor.

aaaaaaa]

I-...I'm sorry, is it bad?

[He asks about his GIGANTIC COCK]

[ After a long bout of silent thoughts, Link is finally going to get a very irritated, Why the bloody hell am I the smallest out of us? ]

No, no, not at all. You're incredible in... ah, even this regard, Li. I was just surprised, that's all. Here, let me get this off of you, it looks uncomfortable~!

[ Yeah, fuck that earlier wanting to undress himself first. These are coming off Link right the fuck now. He does so carefully, at least, instead of just yanking them off. ]

[Oh no. He's so sorry, Allen. He's trying very hard to NOT think about what Kanda's dick must be like, because...if he's having that thought, then he's probably seen it, and okay we're veering away from that now thank you.

It looks like he's going to be totally nude first, which is fine enough. He's still plenty embarrassed, but he knows that's just going to be par the course at this point...he manages to steel his nerves and allows Allen to pull his briefs off for him, leaving him completely exposed to the elements. He quite literally springs free the second he's been released, and yeah. This man is a sight for sore eyes.

Incredibly toned (this wasn't a surprise, Allen already knew that much) with muscles etched into every square inch of skin, with the only blatant scar being the one on his chest. He has a few lighter scars along his arms here and there, but his hands seem spared thanks to his penchant for wearing gloves. Unbraided as it is, his hair cascades over his shoulders in a long golden mane, and despite the equally blonde happy trail he sports, he's quite hairless most everywhere else. All the way down to his very erect length, which is cut in contrast to Allen because, you know, Catholics and all that. He's hard as fucking diamonds, still just barely managing to resist the urge to hide himself with his hands as he glances a bit off to one side, unable to look at himself when he's flushed red and dripping.

Good Lord, forgive him.]

Goodness, had I really gotten you so excited?? [ Embarrassed thoughts now a delighted sort of flustered now. He's definitely got an ego now about getting Link like this with just his few ministrations. ]

You should be proud, Li, you're beautiful! Bloody gorgeous, even.

Ah, would it feel better if you took off my trousers? I don't know... how to soothe your nerves, but if there's anything you want me to do, I will. In a heartbeat.

W-well…I’ve never done anything like this before.

[And Allen’s been kissing and touching all over him, so like…it’s a lot for his brain and body to process. Also, while this man isn’t like, uneducated, do you think someone as religious as him is going around rubbing one out? It’s VERY likely he’s pent up on top of everything else.

Heavily so, if the way he shudders is anything to go by.]

…could you? If you don’t mind.

[ Allen nods. He just wants Link to be comfortable, but he will eventually pull down his own trousers and put them aside. As Link has probably already picked up from Allen's thoughts, being raised by Cross, who doesn't give a fuck, and the circus, he is not circumcised. He is also not hung like Link, though he's also not small, either. Average, as it were. Maybe slightly above for someone Allen's height, but average overall.

But goddamn is the boy thicc-

It doesn't help that he has some nice thighs and hips to just make that more apparent. Like, we know where all the food he eats goes to now. He is, however, thinking that he's sorry to Link, that he doesn't have anything better to show. God, he really shouldn't be Link's first, should he? He feels like he doesn't deserve it. ]

[This isn’t the first time he’s seen the nude, male figure. Whether it be for educational purposes, or bathing mutually at the Order, but it is the first time he’s seen one intimately. Intimate…sexually aroused.

And he stares at Allen, looking him over. His torso, his hips, the way his Innocence connects to his body. His manhood.

When he does speak, his words are breathed and involuntary, completely oblivious to Allen’s inner turmoil even though he can hear it very clearly.]

You’re…beautiful.

[And he genuinely means that. He’s more beautiful like this than any woman he’s ever seen.

He’s radiant.]

[ Wh.

Huh?

Allen flusters even more, somehow. His face canNOT get any hotter, surely. Else it might start melting. He is laid bare and Link calls his beautiful? Are his eyes working? Like, really! He’s covered in scars and blemishes. If he has hair at all it’s hard to tell due to his hair naturally (or… magically?) being silver. He’s fit, but relies so much on his Innocence for physical activity that he doesn’t really have prominent muscles. He’s shorter than average for men, as much as he’s loathe to admit.

Yet the word Link chose is “beautiful”??????????? ]

That… that’s supposed to be my line to you…

[ He’s embarrassed and climbing over Link because he doesn’t want to be stared at. Sorry— ]

You can’t say something like that all dreamy-like, Li. How am I supposed to respond…?

[Link is honestly very thankful that Allen chooses to take this moment to crawl over him, because it kindof hides them both and he really needs that right now before they both explode from nerves. He ends up chuckling softly as Allen comes near, reaching up not to put his hands on his hips, but instead to loop his arms around Allen’s neck. It’s a bit uncharacteristic for Link, but he’s feeling a little vulnerable right now. In a good way.]

You can start by kissing me.

[ Allen laughs softly, nerves spilling from him as he does. ]

Unfair, using that against me…

[ His own words!! Curses and etc.

He leans down all the same so he can lock his lips against Link, one hand keeping him held up while another traces Link’s side all the way down to his hip. ]

[Link will kiss Allen back happily, and this time since he was so insistent that he not stifle himself…Allen may discover that Link is a lot more vocal in bed than one might assume. He sighs on a pleasured sound past his lips, a hand carding up through the back of his hair. It’s easier to let himself go with Allen even if the nerves are still rattling in his chest with each breath, his body reacting strongly to every errant kiss and touch.

But since he feels like he hasn’t been doing enough, he’ll let his other hand wander down Allen’s back, settling at his hip as he presses long, slender fingers into the skin there.]

[ He isn’t getting explicit permission to continue here or anything, but… he feels Link’s hand wandering and he cannot help himself. He takes it both to mean Link is enjoying himself, along with those sounds, and also as a challenge to go further. But Allen is the type of person to play the penis game and belt out the word as loud as he can from the get go. So.

He will also be moving his hand from Link’s hip to immediately coiling fingers around his dick, thanks— ]

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[Yeah link would lose the Penis game.]

Ah-!

[He is also crying out quite abruptly when his dick is grabbed, horrified briefly by the way his body betrays him and he bucks up into Allen’s hand, his eyes screwed tightly shut as he resists the urge to cover his mouth to stifle his moans.]

Mnnf- hh- Allen…

[He has never been touched by another man please send help]

[ Hasn't been touched by another man... or woman... or... has Link even masturbated? Have the weird Catholic freaks convinced him that self-exploration is a sin and he can't do that? Oh no. Hold on, Link is probably way more pent up than Allen realizes. There's a brief thought to pull his hand away, but... no. No, no.

He doesn't really move his hand just yet, sans his fingers attempting to adjust slightly to make sure his grip is there. ]

You a'ight, Li? Want me to let go??

[Link, who never in his whole life thought he’d get this far, is suddenly realizing he’s leapt into the deep end with both feet and doesn’t know how to swim. His heart has lodged itself in his throat and is firmly stuck there as he forgets how to breathe for a moment, because he has…yes, never in his life touched himself in any way that wasn’t for hygienic purposes. He doesn’t…know pleasure, not really, and any time he’d get a boner he’d just ignore it or read scripture until it went away. It was miserable and painful, but preferable to losing a hand for it.

Now, he’s being touched by someone other than himself, and the sensation is both foreign and overwhelming. He gasps, taking a moment to catch his breath before shaking his head quickly, avoiding Allen’s gaze in embarrassment.]

N. No, I just. I’m sorry, I wasn’t…expecting it to feel like…like that…

[ Were Allen more of a masochist, he might grab Zonari’s book so he could hear Link’s thoughts right now. It would be worth it. But he also thinks Link would be mad at him. He doesn’t even know where Link keeps it, so it wouldn’t be worth looking. Instead, Allen just brushes his thumb over the length for a moment, desperately wondering what Link is thinking about. ]

Like this? You know, I only just touched you.

I promise I’ll take care of you, though. You’ll let me, won’t you?

…I will, but you have to promise me you won’t laugh at what I’m about to tell you.

[ Allen presses a kiss, short and sweet, against his lips. ]

You have my word.

[He's not going to laugh at you, he's not going to laugh at you, he's not-]

I. I don't know...really, how to say this, but I have never masturbated before. The scriptures, as well as anyone who has ever taught me, had drilled it into me from a young age that such was a sin and wasn't to be tolerated.

[...]

I don't...I'm sorry, I'm just not sure what to expect.

...That's alright. I thought maybe... it might be something like that.

[ He presses another kiss, in hopes to comfort him, right against his forehead this time. And here, he also moves his hand. Gently, maybe a bit teasingly slow, but enough that he's definitely attempting to stroke Link's dick. ]

Do you... trust me?

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