Church sits on his bed, leaning against the wall and meticulously cleaning his sniper rifle. He hums a song he used to listen to religiously, back in the days when he was first hot for Tex. Nobody would believe it now, but he wasn't really that much of a pessimist or even a bad boy until she came into the picture. He almost misses those days, but
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There goes calming down- he already has a feeling Caboose doesn't care how close he gets or how far they go, and by now, the last thing Church wants is to disengage. He sinks back into kissing as if he needed it more than air, and huddles further into Caboose's cradling form, pulling them closer together by the hips and involuntarily grinding into his partner's. The sensation of it makes him catch his breath and stop moving for a moment. When Caboose doesn't push him away, he grinds again, slower and more carefully this time. It feels different than it did with girls in the past- firmer and with more contact, especially since Caboose doesn't pull back from it the way a girl would. Church can definitely get used to this...
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"That feels good Church."
Absently he mumbled as his fingers started following the contours of Church's back, letting it decided his path,
"Am I the first guy you've...?"
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Caboose didn't curse very often, his family just didn't; but he'd really fucked this up.
He turned his head slightly and kissed Church's temple, the only bit of him he could really reach with that angle.
He squeezed around church's waist reflexively as he said "Church are you happy with me holding you like this, cause I can hold you differently; if its more comfortable; for you, I mean. Just tell me what you want, and I'll do it."
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"I like however you hold me, but I want to keep doing... yeah, what we were doing. If you want to."
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"Uhh. Sure. Just... I don't know how good I'll be."
He swallows and shrugs Caboose's arm loose, sitting up to straddle him. Church stares at Caboose for a few moments, trying to think. He'd always had to deal with foreplay before, when he was with girls. It had never been of much consequence to him, but now he has to figure out of Caboose likes to rock before he rolls, as it were. Sure, the rookie will do anything he asks, but that concept had never really appealed to Church to begin with. Caboose had started out as a pain in the ass, and now he's... well, Church doesn't know what the hell he is right now. A fucking saint, maybe. Definitely not someone to give orders to, at least not in a situation like this. He decides to play it by ear and see where things go. He reaches down to stroke Caboose's brow, and smiles slightly nervously.
"Uhh. Why don't you sit up then? Sit up and hold me?"
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Okay, heres the decision, tease or straight to the main event... he was still trying to decide while his hand abandoned their mission to get Church's pants completely off at around his knees, and started randomly tracing patterns on Church’s inner thigh; barely letting his fingertips even make contact with the skin. But he was going to go straight to the main event. His hands were ignoring him, stupid hands ignoring a perfectly good plan… he couldn’t stay mad with them, they were touching Church.
The bed really wasn’t long enough for this, so he had to bend his knees back so he could get into the right position, but no matter. Maybe they could push a few of the beds together tomorrow, there were enough in storage… ‘focus!’ he mentally ordered himself. Here he was with Church, doing what he dreamed about… what if it’s all a dream?
“Church, this is real right? I’m not going to wake up in bed alone after this am I
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"But the rest of the time I usually dream about home, and food, and wrestling. And sometimes you'd be in those too, even though you didn't fit into the rest of the dream."
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