makinglies | Lost and now I am found

Entry tags:

johnny,
sola

Lost and now I am found

[He could have sworn he'd been crushed. He'd been running down that passage way with the others and he'd...he'd stopped. He'd stopped in the middle of that attack and he let that cave-in fall on him.

And yet, here he was, in the middle of a bustling, futuristic, city. It was night...but a part of him vaguely wished it wasn't. It didn't matter. He was in a new place again. He'd lost Sola...and he'd lost everyone else too. He really wouldn't have minded if it just stopped.

He was so tired.

Still, unless he was going to find someone who would cut off his head or stab him in the heart, he wasn't going to get anywhere standing on this street corner.

The vampire found a way up onto a roof so he could look around. What he saw was technologically breath-taking. It was a mixture of modern and sci-fi and, if he'd been feeling himself, he might have been more fascinated. As it was, he was momentarily taken aback by the sight, but then moved on to trying to find...something.

The sight of a park in the middle of the city drew his eye, it wasn't like it was going to have answers for him, but right now he didn't want answers. He didn't care what this place was called or who was in it, but the idea of sitting around nature was the only thing that sounded good.

A flock of bats soared through the sky towards the park, careful not to go to high with all the air vehicles running around, and reformed in the branches of a tree in the middle of the park. This would do for now.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

It's okay.

[He kisses Johnny's chin in response.]

I want to.

[Another kiss, this time on his neck.]

You can stop me, if you don't.

[His shoulder, lightly turning aside Johnny's shirt so Sola can press his lips to flesh.]

But I want to show you it's okay.

[He puts a gentle pressure on that same shoulder, urging Johnny to lay on his back and moving to rest atop him, the pressure of his weight still less than it was, but healthier than when Johnny had first arrived. He leans down and plants another kiss on Johnny's heart, as if to claim it.]

[He followed Sola's urgings without too much resistance, but that tightness in his stomach still coiled there. He didn't want Sola to stop...but he was still worried.]

...I do want to.

[Those kisses were sparks and he wanted more...but he would watch and if, for a second, he thought something went wrong, he knew he could stop this. Well, he thought he could, at least. ]

[The same warm smile crosses Sola's expression again as he slides his hands to pull back Johnny's shirt entirely, exposing hard muscle. He looks over Johnny appreciatively, tracing his hand inexorably downward, stopping splayed on his stomach. He follows it with kisses, feather light and soft, marking a trail from sternum to navel and making small appreciative noises with every twitch and change in breathing from his matesprit that bespeaks enjoyment.]

[Johnny arched a bit into the touches and kisses, eyes half closing as he looked down at Sola.

One hand rose up to thread through the hylian's hair and slid down to brush his cheek. Johnny wasn't really used to being the one receiving the attention, and a part of him wanted to just take over and take care of Sola. But...he'd been the one in control last time and, while it could have been worse, it wasn't good either.

If Sola felt more comfortable being in control, then Johnny wasn't going to argue.]

[For Sola, it's not a matter of control. It's a matter of showing him that it's alright, that he loves Johnny unequivocally. He has a stirring need to close this last gap they still have, the last unhealed wound Barry's machinations had left in their lives. He won't allow it anymore, won't let Barry's shadow taint what freedom they now possessed, current worries aside.

With a careful upward glance to make certain Johnny is alright with this, he slides the vampire's belt buckle undone with deft fingers, letting each end flop to either side before working the button and zipper, eyes intent on his work with eyebrows slightly furrowed and his tongue just barely peeking from the corner of his mouth as he finally works the fastenings free and slips the pants down on his boyfriend's hips and further.]

[Johnny easily kicked the pants off, not really caring where they went now that they were off. With barely a thought his shirt flaked itself away leaving the vampire completely bare on the bed beneath his boyfriend.

It felt a little strange, though not unpleasant. He certainly had never had a problem with his own body or nudity, but it was the most exposed he'd been to Sola since that night on the island and it made his heart pick up it's tempo a little.

Outwardly, he remained calm and pliant,simply waiting for whatever Sola wanted to do next.]

Edited 2013-02-04 22:18 (UTC)

[He's... not entirely certain what to do at this point. Yes, they'd had sex once before, but he'd been so preoccupied with the feelings and the relief that it had been Johnny and the worry at all the things which came after that he hadn't really been able to reflect on the act itself.

He stalls a bit for time, undoing his own belt and pulling his tunic and shirt over his head, taking his hat with them to leave himself in simple white leggings. His ribs, thankfully, are no longer visible but the muscle tone he had from the bubble is still much less. It's not aesthetically unpleasant, however. He's still lithe and sinewy and his hair has gotten long enough to fall about his neck in short silver waves now that it's been freed from the hat.

Garnet eyes roam over Johnny's naked body, over the familiar contours of flesh and muscle, defined and solid. His gaze journeys down to where his hand has fallen to rest, the slender lines of Johnny's hips that seem to draw the eye inward in a perfect v to his stiffening cock. It's mesmerizing to Sola how the muscle responds to even his slightest touch, how Johnny's entire body responds so obviously even without much movement. He smiles to himself, not realizing he's doing so as the grin creeps along his face and he traces one finger up the vampire's length, then two back down, marveling at the movement and the feel. The softness of the flesh there. He almost wants to...

And why not? He knows it's a thing that people do, and he imagines it would feel nice, and so the Hylian bends over his matesprit's hips and just as tentatively as his fingers runs the flat of his tongue from base to tip, savoring the very new sensation and taste.]

Edited 2013-02-04 22:35 (UTC)

[Johnny watched, appreciatively as Sola stripped as well. He knew the younger man still wasn't back to the level of health he'd been in Vatheon, but only time could really heal that now; time and Johnny's watchful eye.

A watchful eye that closed as he tensed and twitched with the unexpected touches. The feeling of Sola's tongue on him was even more unexpected and drew a gasp out of the vampire as his hands curled in the bed coverings.]

[The gasp and the sudden tug on the sheets sends a wash of relief over the replica, a signal that he's doing this right, that Johnny's enjoying his attention. He decides to do more, planting a kiss at the tip then leaning in to trace patterns with his tongue down the shaft, hair pooling in the dip of the vampire's thigh as he bends to do so. Sola uses his other hand to brace himself on the opposite thigh, the pads of his fingers calloused and rough against the soft flesh of Johnny's leg.

Sola lifts his head again after a moment, tracing back up until he can gently close his lips over the head of Johnny's cock, pressing his tongue around the tip and giving a gentle, tentative suck, again unsure of his actions but vaguely remembering what he believed the sensation would feel like and doggedly trying to ignore how uncomfortably tight his own leggings are getting as he works at his lover.]

[For not really knowing what he was doing, Sola was definitely doing it right. Johnny's breathing quickened along with his heart rate and his grip tightened even more.

With each passing moment and movement of Sola's tongue it became harder and harder to keep still. Johnny's back arched a bit for a moment and one hand let go of the sheets to tangle in that soft hair when Sola put his lips over Johnny's cock; the sucking was rewarded with a moan of the hylian's name.]

[The hand in his hair is a surprise and causes Sola to bob his head in surprise. The reactions of Johnny under him, the shorter, faster breathes and quiet moans make Sola moan in turn, his mouth vibrating with the noise around Johnny's length and urging him on, taking the vampire deeper until his mouth is full and giving another more confident suck. He can't help but clench the hand on Johnny's thigh a bit, breathing heavily through his nose and resisting the urge to touch himself. He aches, oh he aches to be given the same attention, but this is for Johnny, this is to make him feel good. Better than good. Appreciated. Wanted.

Loved.

Yet the sound of his name on the tip of that forked tongue sends a shiver down Sola's spine and he moans again from the back of his throat, eyes dipping shut as his head bobs back up to come off the vampire's cock with a soft 'pop', Sola gasping for air and unsure what to do next, just knowing he doesn't want Johnny to stop making those noises.]

[Johnny could feel a flicker of disappointment at the loss of contact, but he brushed it away and decided to take advantage of Sola's pause. He sits up and reaches out to pull his boyfriend into a kiss, his forked tongue seeking out Sola's normal one.

One hand traced along the hylian's chest before sliding up to his face, while the other slid down and slipped under the waistband of his leggings to start on pushing them off.]

[There's a sudden squeak from Sola as Johnny pulls him closer, melting into a pant as their lips meet and tongues twine together, the split in Johnny's giving Sola another shiver. His hands immediately go to brace themselves against his matesprit's shoulders, his palms so warm it's a wonder they don't leave marks where the rest.

He moans Johnny's name into his mouth, barely intelligible for all the movement and the throaty groans behind it, growing even more excited as the vampire's long fingers hook into the waistband of his leggings and slide them first down one hip, then the other, and finally down his legs entirely leaving all parts exposed to the cool air of the room with another muffled and relieved groan from the Hylian. It's more than plain that he's excited and instinct takes over just a little, urging him to press in against Johnny and grind them together, the replica's hand flying to Johnny's hip to pull him as close as possible even as he deepens the kiss, desperate keep physical contact at any point he can.]

[Johnny moans into the kiss at all of the contact and his arms wrap around Sola's body just to make sure there was no more space between them.

Hr breaks the kiss both to allow Sola a chance to catch his breath and also to lavish attention on every bit of the hylian's body Johnny could reach without pulling away; the way he would have if he hadn't been more interested in getting the act over with as quickly and painlessly as possible last time.

Once he's reached everything he can, he presses one more kiss to Sola's lips before deciding to make them more comfortable. Carefully, he lowers them both down the bed to Johnny's back.]

[The Hylian flicks his tongue back in Johnny's mouth, loving the taste of it, the slightly coppery tang that's purely Johnny. He grids his hips against his matesprit's, working on instinct rather than experience and groaning softly when it feels just that good. No wonder that despite being upset, Johnny had still made such pleasured faces that night on the island. He wants to see that again, this time without the sadness behind them, without the fear and heartache.

Reluctantly, Sola sits up, leaving a hand against Johnny's chest in a signal for him to stay laying back. He's straddling the man's legs, just below the hip, and he can't help but press himself against Johnny again with a sensual wriggle, the vampire's cock still damp and slick from Sola's earlier oral attentions.

The replica takes a slow breath and raises himself to hover on his knees just above Johnny, letting the tip rub against his entrance with a shiver and a look to his lover for validation that he's chosen the right action.

But goddesses, he wants to see Johnny make those faces again.]

Edited 2013-02-06 18:58 (UTC)

[The friction was more than wonderful and it pulled moans from the vampire and had him grinding up against Sola just to get more of it. The loss of that feeling makes him give a disappointed sigh and pulls his attention to what Sola was doing.

Admittedly, he's surprised once he realizes what the hylian was intending, but far from displeased. It made sense, to him at least, this gave Sola the control on how fast or deep, whatever he was comfortable with. Not like how it was before, though he would not be surprised if non of that had crossed the other's mind.

He meets that gaze with a soft look and his hands come up to trace along slender shoulders and down his dove's chest to his hips where they settle, there to help guide an encourage Sola downward and on to Johnny. But only as quickly as Sola intended, as eager and desire-filled as he was, he wasn't going to move any faster than what was implied.

[Sola swallows and wets his lips with the tip of his tongue, attempting to dispel his nervousness. They'd only done this once, with Johnny's wealth of experience as guide. Sola knows he's not as skilled but wants to give anyway, wants to make this the best he can for his lover. He gives a heavy gaze, takes a breath, and slowly begins to lower himself.

It hurts less than last time. He's nervous, but not nearly as much as then, and the look on Johnny's face helps to spur him onwards. The grip of long fingers on his small hips, tightening slightly with Sola's careful movement, makes him groan softly and close his eyes, tipping his head back as he loses himself in the sensation of Johnny filling him up, pressing inside him. His heart beats like a drum as he continues his slow descent, determined to take the entire length.]

[Johnny's grip tightened and he pushed up as carefully as he could to meet Sola the rest of the way. His lover's name was a low moan in Johnny's throat and his hands shot up to stroke up Sola's sides and chest.

One hand slid down a slender arm to entwine their fingers together.]

...are you okay?

[As much as his body ached to start thrusting up into the body above him, he couldn't let himself. Sola's comfort was his first priority, he wanted this to be good-good enough to help cover the memories of what Johnny had done before.]

[Fingers lock as the replica finally sits flush against Johnny's lap, Sola's digits curling tightly around the vampire's longer ones. He stays perfectly still for a long moment, adjusting, just breathing, feeling how tight he is around Johnny. His toes curl and his ears drop back a little as he gets used to the pressure and he smiles gently at the man under him, nodding.]

I'm fine. Are you?

[He can tell there's tension in Johnny's body, not just in the flush on his face but everywhere else too. In his fingers, legs, even the hand that's gently tracing Sola's ribs.

He wants to move, wants to give his matesprit something else to think about that will help him relax. It must feel good... he should wait for Johnny's answer, wait for the okay to go, but...

Very carefully, Sola rocks his own hips experimentally, taking a sharp but pleased breath at the resulting spark it sends up through his spine.]

[He was going to answer, the word 'yeah' was on his lips, but then Sola moved and rational thought fled his mind momentarily, ripping a gasp from him. He moved his hips in response, acting on pure instinct, before his brain caught up and he forced himself to stop. He didn't want to go too fast or do the wrong thing and hurt Sola.]

Yes-

[It was quiet and more of a hiss...and he wasn't entirely certain if that was the leftover response he'd been meaning to give or in response to the pleasure currently coursing through him, but it didn't really matter. He just knew he was at a conflict between what his body wanted and what his mind wanted, they were concerned with two very different things.]

[That's all he needs to hear to be more confident in the roll of his hips. Any pain or discomfort he'd felt at the start is pushed aside, unimportant as warmth spreads through his hips and abdomen, as each roll of said hips knocks Johnny inside him against a spot that sends lightning through everywhere, that makes him gasp and rock just a bit faster so he can feel it again, and again. But always does he keep a watchful eye on the man under him, on his love whom this is all for. He wants him to be happy, to feel good, beyond good.

Johnny's thrusting had been surprising at first, he hadn't been ready, but now it's more than welcome. Sola lets out a sharp gasp as he rocks into a shiver again and rests his hands on Johnny's torso.]

It's okay. Johnny, I want you to do what you want.

[A deep pink blush powders Sola's cheeks at the admission, eyes half lidded and lustful even in his embarrassment at saying such things aloud.]

It feels good.

[Sola's admission brought a small smile to Johnny's lips and he brought one of his hands up to curl around the smaller one.]

I'm glad..

[His free hand gripped Sola's hip and he rocked his hips up, slower this time, more controlled, and kept that pace. He imagined that he could probably go a bit faster, but he wanted this to be as enjoyable as possible. As good as he felt, he wanted Sola to feel just as good, if not better.]

Ah-!

[Even with the slower thrust Sola's fingers grip Johnny's tightly as he hits that same spot inside the Hylian, the one that sends fire through his veins and rips a cry from his throat in pure ecstasy. Nothing hurts anymore, so much has the warmth spread trough the replica. His only focus is continuing that feeling and sharing it with his boyfriend. His lover. He wants this, he's aware of everything this time, he'd instigated, and he wants this more than anything.

Hands still entwined, Sola leans down to kiss Johnny while still bucking his hips down on the vampire's heavily and even picking up the pace. The resulting lip lock is sloppy at best, but there's more than enough affection and carnal lust to make up for it.

If there was still any lingering doubt in Johnny mind of what Sola wants, it should be dispelled by the breathy moans and uncontrolled quivers of the Hylian's body against the vampire's.]

[He'd intended to let the pace remain slower at first, but Sola's movements made that though a little more difficult to abide. The pure feeling of his lover's body against his and the lust he found in that kiss were more than enough to sweep away what remained of his inhibitions and into the all of the sensations and feelings that were waiting behind them.

Even with the quickened pace and the pleasure that coursed through him, Johnny wasn't wholly satisfied. He wanted to hold Sola. As much pure lust as there was driving his actions, there were still emotions and the desire to make this different than before.

His first instinct was to flip them over, but that took the control completely out of Sola's hands and was how things had gone before. Maybe it was a position they could explore another time, but not now. Instead, he sat up, ensuring the hylian's legs were on either side of his hips as he slid his arm up to grip Sola's shoulder. It was more limiting for their movements, but they were closer and Johnny was able to instigate a deeper, fiercer kiss this way. Like this, control was more equal, no one was on top.]

Edited 2013-04-11 04:56 (UTC)

[The change of position makes Sola gasp and he wriggles a bit in Johnny's lap, the new arrangement driving Johnny deep inside him and keeping him there due to the limited movement. The younger man shudders in pleasure and all but melts against Johnny's lips. The move may have been to simply bring them closer - which it definitely achieves - but it also makes Sola more pliant, more relaxed mentally though physically he is still wound tight and close, trembling in his need to reach that peak of ecstasy but not wanting to have it end so quickly.

Still, even though he'd instigated, Sola has been completely unsure if he's doing things correctly. It's a relief when Johnny takes some of the reins and holds him close and it fills the Hylian with a sense of relief and an upswelling of love for his matesprit. He presses his mouth more tightly against the vampire's, as if air is a luxury he cares not for. His tongue tentatively peeks between Johnny's lips, exploring and growing bold as it quests over fang and forked tongue, all the while Sola's hands clutching at Johnny's back as if he can bring him any closer, little moans and groans punctuating every movement, no matter how small.

He's close, he's so close, but he doesn't want it to end.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Lost and now I am found

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject