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[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.]

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[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.]

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[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.]

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