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Feb 22, 2010 18:13

It's been a couple of days, a strange fucking couple of days. They've got back to sharing a bed, curled together in the middle of the big mattress, but Charlie's been wearing t-shirts and baggy pants to bed and he's found himself shying away after the briefest of kisses. That strange, tight, nervous feeling in his stomach still hasn't gone. He ( Read more... )

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giftless February 22 2010, 18:33:41 UTC
In maybe any other set of circumstances, Edmund would not have minded Charlie's shyness. Edmund had not lived the life Charlie had in the world Charlie had. He had never owned any porn and had never kissed any girls, and had never thought there to be anything particularly wrong with that. If Charlie hadn't made the first moves, Edmund would have been perfectly happy to be right here, this many months into their relationship, and never have shared anything more than kisses ( ... )

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giftless February 24 2010, 22:05:36 UTC
It was silly just how reassuring a reaction like that could be. They'd done this plenty of times, but each and every time was special to Edmund, and coming back to it after the struggle they'd had made it doubly special.

He teased Charlie's nipple with a graze of teeth, slipping his hand under the waistband of Charlie's trousers to find his cock and stroke him slowly.

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teenagerenegade February 24 2010, 22:23:01 UTC
For a moment, Charlie's still because it just feel so fucking good. His hips lift, pushing his cock through the circle of Ed's fingers. He combs his fingers through Ed's thick hair and drags in a breath through his nose.

"Are you...just going to jerk me off?"

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giftless February 27 2010, 22:37:55 UTC
Edmund's breath caught in fear that that stillness was in fact a bad thing, a reconsideration, but he exhaled with a relieved laugh at Charlie's question.

"No," he said, smiling. He sat up enough so he could start to pull Charlie's trousers and pants down, but kept his eyes on Charlie. "Unless... you want me to?"

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teenagerenegade February 27 2010, 22:49:04 UTC
The shake of Charlie's head is almost instantenously, and he lifts his hips to help Ed get his pants down. It's amazing to think that, seven months ago, he'd only ever been naked in front of one other person.

"That's, you know. That's not what I want."

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giftless February 27 2010, 23:11:05 UTC
"Good." He let the smallest bit of relief flow out of him with the word, and shucked Charlie's clothes off completely. His hands traveled up the long lines of Charlie's legs, settling at his hips so Edmund could hold him steady and lick the length of his dick, then take just the head into his mouth and suck on it slowly.

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teenagerenegade February 28 2010, 00:31:24 UTC
It's a struggle to keep his hips still but Charlie manages it, just, hands skimming through Edmund's hair, brushing it back from his forehead. His breath leaves him in a little sigh and a smile twitches the corner of his mouth.

Every time they do this, he remembers the first time he explained this to Edmund, and how fucking funny it had been.

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giftless March 1 2010, 19:03:16 UTC
The smile had to be a good thing, which only reassured Edmund that this was the right time and the right thing, and Charlie was letting some of those fears of his go.

Ed took him deeper, bobbing his head up and down the length at a steady pace, taking his own time with it for his own pleasure, having missed the salty, warm taste of Charlie's skin on his tongue.

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teenagerenegade March 1 2010, 21:16:33 UTC
It will never cease to be really fucking hot that Edmund likes giving head as much as he does. Charlie lifts his head and watches hi boyfriend suck his dick, and it feels fucking incredible, and his breathing's a little uneven, even now.

"Jesus, Ed."

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giftless March 4 2010, 21:59:44 UTC
He sucked hard on Charlie's dick, then let it slip from his mouth with a ridiculous (to his mind) and audible pop. Grinning faintly, Edmund shook his head once and leaned over Charlie's body to run two fingers against his bottom lip.

"Suck," he murmured huskily, stroking Charlie still, slowly, with his free hand.

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teenagerenegade March 5 2010, 23:07:45 UTC
That pop is really sort of hot, and Charlie's still reeling and aching, his hips pushing up into nothing as he stares at Ed for a moment. His lips part and he licks, sucking Ed's fingers into his mouth.

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giftless March 7 2010, 02:52:43 UTC
There was a kind of thrill to being obeyed without question that never got old, and seeing Charlie look like that while he did it made it doubly nice. Edmund bit his lip and pushed his fingers, fucking Charlie's mouth for a brief second before remembering what he wanted to do. He pulled away and settled between Charlie's legs again, grabbing his hips and shifting them higher so press a finger inside of him as his mouth found his dick again.

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teenagerenegade March 7 2010, 17:56:47 UTC
"Oh, God."

Charlie had sort of known that that was coming, which doesn't make it any less good. It's only been a couple of days since they were togehter like this but it feels like forever, which is kind of the way that things go when you're seventeen.

Charlie rocks his hips between Ed's mouth and his hand and he's pretty sure that he knew actual words, once, but he can't really remember any of them now.

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giftless March 12 2010, 19:12:45 UTC
It was as though there were something locked up tight within Charlie that needed to be let go, something he'd never guarded from Edmund before except now. The only way to release it was this. Just months ago Edmund would have considered the thought queer, but now he knew how intimate and exposing the moment was, regardless of the position. He let himself focus entirely on Charlie, on coaxing out every moan and gasp he could, pressing deeper and harder, sucking faster and tighter. He put every shred of attention into what he was doing and didn't think of anything else.

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teenagerenegade March 12 2010, 21:23:17 UTC
He's never been bae to hold out long with Ed sucking his dip, because Ed's good at this and Ed loves doing this, and that's really fucking hot. He pushes the fingers of one hand into Edmund's hair and strokes his thumb against his forehead and that's when he comes, back pushing into a tight arch.

"Oh, Jesus."

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giftless March 14 2010, 09:49:37 UTC
He swallowed down every bit, and when he did pull away, his hair mussed, he panted a bit to catch his breath. But looking down at Charlie could only make Ed smile, a mixed flush of pride and love, and he kissed along the line of his neck, his jaw, until he found his mouth with a murmured and heartfelt, "I love you."

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