[Link relaxes a little at that, though it's hard to say if it's from what Allen says to him, or the way he's touching him, or both. Probably both.]
I'm not...I'm not worried, I promise. [Yeah and a pig flew by just now.] Sorry, it's just a bit difficult to focus...
[And for a second there he thought Allen was being serious so he was like ?????? and then his brain promptly shut down, as you do.
Instead of focusing on that, though, he lets his shoulders and head fall back again, reaching up with one hand to thread his fingers through Allen's hair again, exhaling on a sigh.]
You know, if you make it this easy to tease you, I’m tempted to keep doing it~
[ Today is the day Link dies, apparently. Alas, we knew him well.
Link is spared the torture for now, though. Allen has turned his attention to jerking him off, and he’s noting this is a lot different than doing it to himself. Firstly, he’s noting that he is thicker than both Link and Kanda. He doesn’t know if that’s a good thing or not, having not taken yet. He’d always assumed longer was better but now there’s a second thing to consider. Hm.
But also… Link is SO sensitive. His dick twitches in his hand and he’s hardly moving it that much. Part of him wants to stay slow to let him adjust, but the other wants to overwhelm Link until he can’t think anymore.
The second option persists, and Allen not only picks up the pace of his strokes, but moves his other hand to start massaging Link’s balls liberally. ]
[Link is spared the torture, yet it feels like he's being tortured all the same...in a good way, mind, but dear Lord.
He gives up trying to speak. He puts all of his faith in Allen as he touches him gently, yet with enough regular pressure to leave the other man moaning softly, his hips rocking up against Allen's hand occasionally despite his best efforts to stay still. He's started trembling by this point, thighs quivering, chest heaving as he lavishes equal attention to both his length and his balls...it's nearly too much.]
Ah- haah-
[And, boy, hopefully Kanda doesn't come home from whatever he's doing too early, because he'd hear Link moaning right through the bedroom door. He's plenty loud enough for it.]
[ Allen should not be nearly as afflicted as he is to hear his own name moaned like that. And yet, here he is, letting it send jitters down his spine that release along with a shaky sigh. Link's sounds are so goddamn beautiful, too? His voice is deeper than Allen's own, yet soft enough that Allen sort of just wants to ask him to keep talking for forever.
He supposes he's sort of always thought that way about Link, though. Sans the arguments they got in, it was why he'd strike up conversation late night when they'd share a room together. His voice is soothing, he supposes. Right now, that's a fucking curse, though, because it's making his heart race so much faster than he thinks its supposed to.
...
Fuck, and Link can still hear all that mushy stuff he was just thinking-
He tries to brush all that aside and instead just continues to focus on his hands, which start to move a bit more progressively faster, occasionally teased with the smallest squeeze. ]
[He DOES hear all that mushy stuff, and...Lord, he's realizing it's just making him that much more aroused, being privy to Allen's thoughts like this as they become intimate. Never mind this sensation he's never felt before, only getting worse and building upon itself as time progresses, like he's been tossed into the sea and is completely helpless against the waves crashing over him. Periodically his hips buck against Allen's hand, his attempts to speak becoming nonsensical sounds of pleasure until he feels...
This sense of urgency that makes his heartrate spike, and for a moment he hardly knows how to react to it. He gasps sharply, his head thrown back against the pillow underneath. One hand pulls at the sheets while the other pulls at Allen's hair accidentally, jerking his head forward as he chokes on a strangled attempt at his name that doesn't properly leave him before it's trailing off in a sound he never knew he was capable of making. It's just this...wordless moan of pleasure that shakes through his entire body as he suddenly hits his peak, spilling over Allen's hand, shooting onto his own stomach and chest, hips canting upward in a desperate attempt to keep the friction going for longer.
His vision becomes spotty, and for a moment he has this wild thought of "Oh God I am going to pass out".
[ Please don't pass out on Allen, he'll be so alarmed-
He's also a little alarmed when he gets Link to climax at all, but... he seems almost proud after he does. His hand won't stop moving, either. Not until Link finishes, at least. Only then will he pull it away with a smile that toes between genuinely smitten and coyly cheeky. He leans over Link now, leaning down to press a soft kiss against his lips. ]
[He gasps against Allen’s lips, still lost in a sea of pleasure in the aftershocks. It takes a moment for him to even remember how words work, lashes fluttering as his head falls back again, sweat glistening on his forehead.]
[ Allen laughs, shifting himself so that he can once again lay on top of Link so he can freely kiss him. Sorry for smooshing jizz between the both of you — Allen doesn’t seem to mind. ]
You should be fucking sorry. [ He teases between kisses. ] Am… I okay to keep going with you, or have I tuckered you out already?
Link, like...he's smart. He knows a lot, he's read books. He knows how the science of what his body just did works, for the most part. But it's not like he took deep courses on sex ed or anything like that (because lol Catholic).
So 1) when Allen curses, he shivers and then feels really confused about why his body reacted like that, and 2) he looks up at him a little baffled, his breath still hot against Allen's lips.]
We...can keep going?
[????? You can do more? You don't simply cum and then die?]
[ Allen looks mildly annoyed, though Link, reading Allen’s thoughts, will pick up it’s not solely his fault for this. Do my boyfriends really have to be so uninterested in getting me off, too? Is it because I’m so focused on them or what??? I know I’m not attractive, but bloody Hell… ]
Well... it depends on the person, I suppose. Those with a little less stamina might call it quits after just one. [ He twirls Link's hair around the fingers of his Innocence as he speaks. ]
But... it's not like you empty your balls out after just one go of it, you know. [ Do you have to be crass- ] I've found that I maybe... am hard to keep up with, though.
[There's a bit of a pause, as Allen says that...and given that Link can feel that little trickle of insecurity shining through, he'll respond by reaching up and gently taking Allen's face between both hands.]
...? [ Oh, no, he hadn't meant to make Link feel like he had to, or feel guilty, or anything like that. It was more so a warning, but... geez, he's really gone and biffed it now, hasn't it? Bloody hell... ] O... only if you're sure. I really am find to handle it myself, you know...
[ Wouldn't be the first time he's wanked in the bathroom! ]
But if we're going to do more, I'll need to grab some oil.
[ He lifts himself off of Link, shifting over to the chest at the end of his bed where he's kept just such a bottle. Don't worry about it. Just wait until Heimr lets him know about lube- ]
[Allen he isn't lying! He wants to do more with you you're his boyfriend now!!!
He's just...nervy. He doesn't know if he's doing anything right, but rest assured, he is absolutely enjoying himself.
He'll sit forward for a moment with his weight on his elbows as Allen gets up to grab the oil, a little perplexed as to the reasoning behind it. Is it for...putting on their skin?]
Huh? Are you implying I don't already feeling good~? The way you said my name just then had me feeling like maybe that's what religion is~.
[ He's teasing, of course. Or... maybe not. Hard to tell with this one. Anyway, he crawls back over to Link, and opens the oil to spread over his fingers. ]
[Good LORD Allen how do you manage to just say things that make his heart want to explode from his chest, seriously. He barely has much time to react to Allen teasing with his full chest that Link has affected him enough to start a whole religion about it before he starts to apply the oil to his fingers...hmm.]
Of course I do. You can do anything...I know you know what you're doing.
And, er. If there is anything I can do for you...please, let me know.
...I wouldn't go that far now. [ He knows vaguely what he's doing, of course, but he wouldn't go so far as to say he knows what he's doing, period...?? Like only in the sense he knows that he has to use oil on a guy. That's all he's got going for him.
Also that he really like that his dick is fat enough to make a tiny bump in his boyfriend's tummy(ies? plural? maybe???).
...But at least this next part, yeah, he knows how to do. Hence why he's putting his now slick fingers right back against Link's ass. ]
Just... let me know if you're uncomfortable at all. That's all I need from you.
[Link is patient while Allen lubes up his fingers and gets into position, though the coldness of the oil does cause him to jolt a little bit, his breath catching at the foreign sensation against his skin. There's a deep part of himself in the back of his mind that feels the need to put his hands somewhere while this is happening, so he'll settle with letting them rest on each of Allen's thighs, just in time for a finger to go inside of him.
Which means Allen's going to get the slightest bite of nails into his skin in response as Link's body stiffens just a little bit because wow that is a feeling he has never felt in his entire life.]
Nnh-!
[He doesn't squirm away, staying put obediently as he glances down at his front even though he can't entirely see what Allen is doing past his own cock twitching against his stomach.]
It's alright. You're doing well, love. [ The comfort and praise slips out so easily, it almost surprises Allen. He doesn't mind the feeling of nails against him - it's not like he's unused to much worse. (Or, even similar, if the faint bruises of teeth marks against his shoulders are anything to go by.) (Thanks, Kanda.) But he also knows it can feel a bit... strange.
He waits to do much more until Link's fingers relax a little, then he'll start to move his finger in further. ]
[Link nods, taking a slow, measured breath as Allen introduces his finger in deeper. He wouldn't call it painful, per-say, it's just...strange. His body is trying to reject the intrusion on instinct while he's trying his best to just relax and let him do his thing, sighing as his head turns to lay on its side against the pillow underneath his head.
Thankfully, it isn't long before his muscles ease and the tension in his body relaxes a bit, allowing for Allen to do more.]
[ Content, Allen lets out a hum as he slips another finger into Link. Realistically, he’s trying to move at Link’s pace, but it’s hard when he’s so fucking aroused now it almost hurts. He refrains from touching himself, though. He just focuses on Link. He has to make sure he’s prepped before he does anything. The last thing he’d want is to hurt him.
For now, he can take in Link’s sounds and his twitches and the way his hands feel on his thighs. Just this is enough for now. ]
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Date: 2026-04-10 03:04 am (UTC)[Link relaxes a little at that, though it's hard to say if it's from what Allen says to him, or the way he's touching him, or both. Probably both.]
I'm not...I'm not worried, I promise. [Yeah and a pig flew by just now.] Sorry, it's just a bit difficult to focus...
[And for a second there he thought Allen was being serious so he was like ?????? and then his brain promptly shut down, as you do.
Instead of focusing on that, though, he lets his shoulders and head fall back again, reaching up with one hand to thread his fingers through Allen's hair again, exhaling on a sigh.]
You can keep going. I'm okay.
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Date: 2026-04-10 04:21 pm (UTC)[ Today is the day Link dies, apparently. Alas, we knew him well.
Link is spared the torture for now, though. Allen has turned his attention to jerking him off, and he’s noting this is a lot different than doing it to himself. Firstly, he’s noting that he is thicker than both Link and Kanda. He doesn’t know if that’s a good thing or not, having not taken yet. He’d always assumed longer was better but now there’s a second thing to consider. Hm.
But also… Link is SO sensitive. His dick twitches in his hand and he’s hardly moving it that much. Part of him wants to stay slow to let him adjust, but the other wants to overwhelm Link until he can’t think anymore.
The second option persists, and Allen not only picks up the pace of his strokes, but moves his other hand to start massaging Link’s balls liberally. ]
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Date: 2026-04-11 12:29 am (UTC)He gives up trying to speak. He puts all of his faith in Allen as he touches him gently, yet with enough regular pressure to leave the other man moaning softly, his hips rocking up against Allen's hand occasionally despite his best efforts to stay still. He's started trembling by this point, thighs quivering, chest heaving as he lavishes equal attention to both his length and his balls...it's nearly too much.]
Ah- haah-
[And, boy, hopefully Kanda doesn't come home from whatever he's doing too early, because he'd hear Link moaning right through the bedroom door. He's plenty loud enough for it.]
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Date: 2026-04-13 02:09 am (UTC)He supposes he's sort of always thought that way about Link, though. Sans the arguments they got in, it was why he'd strike up conversation late night when they'd share a room together. His voice is soothing, he supposes. Right now, that's a fucking curse, though, because it's making his heart race so much faster than he thinks its supposed to.
...
Fuck, and Link can still hear all that mushy stuff he was just thinking-
He tries to brush all that aside and instead just continues to focus on his hands, which start to move a bit more progressively faster, occasionally teased with the smallest squeeze. ]
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Date: 2026-04-13 11:51 pm (UTC)This sense of urgency that makes his heartrate spike, and for a moment he hardly knows how to react to it. He gasps sharply, his head thrown back against the pillow underneath. One hand pulls at the sheets while the other pulls at Allen's hair accidentally, jerking his head forward as he chokes on a strangled attempt at his name that doesn't properly leave him before it's trailing off in a sound he never knew he was capable of making. It's just this...wordless moan of pleasure that shakes through his entire body as he suddenly hits his peak, spilling over Allen's hand, shooting onto his own stomach and chest, hips canting upward in a desperate attempt to keep the friction going for longer.
His vision becomes spotty, and for a moment he has this wild thought of "Oh God I am going to pass out".
(he doesn't, to be clear)]
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Date: 2026-04-15 02:33 am (UTC)He's also a little alarmed when he gets Link to climax at all, but... he seems almost proud after he does. His hand won't stop moving, either. Not until Link finishes, at least. Only then will he pull it away with a smile that toes between genuinely smitten and coyly cheeky. He leans over Link now, leaning down to press a soft kiss against his lips. ]
How was that, my bird?
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Date: 2026-04-15 02:54 am (UTC)That…s-shit…it felt…incredible…
[Ah-]
S-sorry, I don’t mean to swear.
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Date: 2026-04-15 06:28 pm (UTC)You should be fucking sorry. [ He teases between kisses. ] Am… I okay to keep going with you, or have I tuckered you out already?
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Date: 2026-04-15 08:56 pm (UTC)Link, like...he's smart. He knows a lot, he's read books. He knows how the science of what his body just did works, for the most part. But it's not like he took deep courses on sex ed or anything like that (because lol Catholic).
So 1) when Allen curses, he shivers and then feels really confused about why his body reacted like that, and 2) he looks up at him a little baffled, his breath still hot against Allen's lips.]
We...can keep going?
[????? You can do more? You don't simply cum and then die?]
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Date: 2026-04-15 09:16 pm (UTC)2/3
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Date: 2026-04-15 09:19 pm (UTC)We don’t have to. It’s up to you, my bird.
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Date: 2026-04-15 09:26 pm (UTC)N-no no! Allen, you misunderstand, I...
[He shifts...then he flusters, looking embarrassed.]
It isn't that I don't want to, I do. Very much. I just didn't know you...could. Physically.
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Date: 2026-04-16 03:51 am (UTC)But... it's not like you empty your balls out after just one go of it, you know. [ Do you have to be crass- ] I've found that I maybe... am hard to keep up with, though.
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Date: 2026-04-17 12:43 am (UTC)No. I want...to do more. I want you to show me.
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Date: 2026-04-17 02:12 am (UTC)[ Wouldn't be the first time he's wanked in the bathroom! ]
But if we're going to do more, I'll need to grab some oil.
[ He lifts himself off of Link, shifting over to the chest at the end of his bed where he's kept just such a bottle. Don't worry about it. Just wait until Heimr lets him know about lube- ]
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Date: 2026-04-17 02:21 am (UTC)He's just...nervy. He doesn't know if he's doing anything right, but rest assured, he is absolutely enjoying himself.
He'll sit forward for a moment with his weight on his elbows as Allen gets up to grab the oil, a little perplexed as to the reasoning behind it. Is it for...putting on their skin?]
I'm sure. I want you to feel good too.
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Date: 2026-04-17 02:44 am (UTC)[ He's teasing, of course. Or... maybe not. Hard to tell with this one. Anyway, he crawls back over to Link, and opens the oil to spread over his fingers. ]
You still trust me to take care of you, right?
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Date: 2026-04-17 02:58 am (UTC)[Good LORD Allen how do you manage to just say things that make his heart want to explode from his chest, seriously. He barely has much time to react to Allen teasing with his full chest that Link has affected him enough to start a whole religion about it before he starts to apply the oil to his fingers...hmm.]
Of course I do. You can do anything...I know you know what you're doing.
And, er. If there is anything I can do for you...please, let me know.
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Date: 2026-04-18 02:17 am (UTC)Also that he really like that his dick is fat enough to make a tiny bump in his boyfriend's tummy(ies? plural? maybe???).
...But at least this next part, yeah, he knows how to do. Hence why he's putting his now slick fingers right back against Link's ass. ]
Just... let me know if you're uncomfortable at all. That's all I need from you.
[ And he gently pushes in a finger. ]
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Date: 2026-04-18 02:45 am (UTC)Which means Allen's going to get the slightest bite of nails into his skin in response as Link's body stiffens just a little bit because wow that is a feeling he has never felt in his entire life.]
Nnh-!
[He doesn't squirm away, staying put obediently as he glances down at his front even though he can't entirely see what Allen is doing past his own cock twitching against his stomach.]
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Date: 2026-04-18 03:16 am (UTC)He waits to do much more until Link's fingers relax a little, then he'll start to move his finger in further. ]
Just stay relaxed for me.
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Date: 2026-04-18 03:24 am (UTC)Thankfully, it isn't long before his muscles ease and the tension in his body relaxes a bit, allowing for Allen to do more.]
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Date: 2026-04-18 04:21 am (UTC)For now, he can take in Link’s sounds and his twitches and the way his hands feel on his thighs. Just this is enough for now. ]