First Time
Uhm yeah.
tag: @hamausagi
They’d both had revelations about one another.
Told truths. Katsumi of Masuyo, Eiji of his less than human nature.
Accepted despite this, loved despite this.
Eiji's ears twitched when he heard the shrine door open then close. He hadn't realized the time, so there went his plans to make his lover dinner. Or, well, breakfast.
But he didn't have time to apologise for this perceived slight. Katsumi’s arms wrapped around his waist, face buried against his shoulder. Eiji smiled softly, arms coming to wrap around the kitsune. His tails began to wag, swishing behind him.
“Long night?”
Eiji couldn’t see his injuries, but he could smell them. The scent of the man’s blood always made his stomach churn. “Mhm..” Katsumi sighed, nuzzling his face against the feline’s shoulder. “I just wanna curl up and take a nap..”
Katsumi gasped when his boyfriend picked him up, despite his weight, Eiji always carried him like he was a feather. He was carried to their shared bedroom and then gently set down on the bed. Eiji then departed from the room to gather the necessary supplies to wrap his wounds.
He returned to the bedroom quickly, setting the warm water on the bedside table. Katsumi was in the process of taking his armour off, abandoning it on the ground without a care. He then unwrapped his hands, tugging the dirtied bandages off and tossing them on the ground on top of his armour.
The feline started with his face, wiping the cloth against a cut on his cheek, cleaning it tenderly. When he pulled away to wet the cloth again, Katsumi pulled his boots and then pants off. His kimono barely came to his thighs, but it worked for what he needed.
Eiji washed his hands, paying special attention to his poor torn knuckles. With his hand not in Eiji’s, he reached up, tugging his hair ribbon free and letting his long hair fall. He reached around the man, setting it on the bedside table where it was secure.
Katsumi watched his face, the look of concern and concentration, it made his heart sing. Eiji blinked, mismatched eyes widening in surprise as his lover kissed him with warm lips. He quickly closed his eyes, kissing him back with a softness reserved only for him.
“You’re still hurt.”
“I’m okay, really. I can’t feel it.”
Eiji sighed, resting his forehead against the kitsune’s, staring into his enchanting blue-green eyes. He leaned over, placing the cloth in the water, he then cupped Katsumi’s cheek, leaning in to kiss him properly.
He fell back against the bed, wiggling back so that Eiji would hover over him to kiss him properly. They hadn’t gone much further than this exact position, their relationship only a few months old. Love? Yes. Trust? Yes. Sex? Terrifying.
A knee came between his thighs, keeping them spread as they kissed passionately. Eiji hesitated when he felt the man shake beneath him, pulling back but his lips still ghosted over his.
“Are you uncomfortable?”
“I'm fine.” Katsumi chuckled, eyes opening to meet his. “Your hand is on one of my cuts.” Eiji looked down, his palm on Katsumi's hip, red bled through the white kimono. He quickly pulled his hand back, apologizing profusely to the laughing kitsune.
“I'm so-”
“I'm okay, my sky. I'm fine.” He promised, capturing his lips again. Eiji’s resistance was muffled by him kissing back, as long as Katsumi was okay. He was okay, too. He was more careful about his hand placement, holding Katsumi’s other hip instead.
Katsumi's hands ran into the man's tied robe, revealing parts of his chest and causing the belt to become loose. His actions were always so bold and confident, his tongue pressing between Eiji’s cold lips.
His chest was stroked and felt up by the touchy kitsune, the actions left a trail of warmth in their wake, but Eiji enjoyed every second of it. Katsumi made him feel desires he'd never before felt, made him feel ways he didn't even know he could feel. His touch was electrifying, it was ironic.
Eiji’s hand roamed up, almost mimicking Katsumi's actions. But the kitsune caught his wrist before he could get under his kimono. “Eiji…” The feline froze, afraid he'd overstepped his lover’s comfort.
“I apologise, should we stop?”
“No.. it's just..” Katsumi breathed out. “I've never done this before either.” That surprised the shrine guardian. Katsumi was loud, brash, bold, confident. He acted like he knew what he was doing. The man even taught him the basics! Like kissing. His surprise must have been obvious on his face, the kitsune laughing nervously at his expression.
“We don't have to.”
“I want to though. I trust you.”
Trust.
Eiji trusted him too.
And with that trust, Eiji undid the belt of Katsumi's kimono, pushing it down his shoulders and revealing his chest.
He paused.
Katsumi's eyes widened.
“Wait- I forgot to tell you-”
The scars were large and jagged, spiked out and shaped oddly. They underlined his breast area, connecting in the middle in almost a W shape. Their colour was odd too, lighter with a slight blue tinge. Upon closer inspection, the jags were almost more diamond shaped. They were beautiful scars.
“I.. I would understand if you don't want me anymore now that you know.”
Eiji's head snapped to his lover's ashamed expression, violet brows furrowing in, well.. He wasn't mad at Katsumi, he was mad at the very premise that something like this could break them apart.
“I love you. This revelation doesn't change that.” He promised the kitsune, sealing it by leaning down and kissing one of the beautiful scars. “You’re still you, Katsumi.” Eiji switched to the other side, kissing along the scars. Katsumi breathed out, blinking away any tears that collected along his waterline.
When Eiji repositioned on top of him, Katsumi properly undid his belt, pushing the fabric off of him too so they were both relatively nude, sans underwear. But this was where the feline stilled, unsure of what to do. He had no experience, he didn’t really read those types of books. He was at a loss.
Katsumi sat up slightly, the feline resting on his chest moving up with the action. “Don’t worry. We can learn together.” He giggled, kissing his lover’s forehead. Eiji relaxed at the notion, giving a nod. “We should get naked first, under the blankets probably.” And Eiji obliged, settling beside him to do so.
“We’ll just take it easy. Do what feels good.”
Eiji scanned his body, mismatched eyes flicking over every visible scar, bruise, but also the dips and crevices of his body. The puppet swallowed, he was beautiful, and he made him feel things. He reached over, trailing his fingers up the man’s thigh, feeling his warm skin.
“Like what you see?”
Katsumi teased, spreading his legs to let Eiji touch him as much as he pleased. He touched further upwards, fingers teasing the kitsune’s wet entrance. But his attention was quickly caught by the enlarged clit, rubbing it with his thumb. Katsumi exhaled, cheeks flushing at the man’s curious touching.
“Is this normal?”
“I take medicine for the effect.”
Eiji nodded, he licked his lips as he realised just how slick his lover was from the simple prodding. What did he taste like? He opted to wiggle down, underneath the blanket between Katsumi’s legs. The kitsune tilted his head but a soft whine immediately escaped him as Eiji’s tongue licked up his cunt.
Something stirred in his stomach, the taste changed him in some way, he was sure of it. His eyes closed as he sloppily licked at his cunt, enjoying the warm wet slick on his rough tongue. Katsumi’s hand smoothed his hair, fingers tangling in the violet locks.
Katsumi devolved into a moaning mess as his silent lover sucked on his clit and prodded at his cunt. There was no rhyme nor reason to his actions, but it still felt good. Katsumi writhed as Eiji’s fangs accidentally grazed along his sensitive skin.
“Careful- Your teeth are sharp-”
“Hm?” Eiji looked up, eyes glazed with a haze the kitsune didn’t quite recognise. “Oh.. Sorry, love.”
Before he could accept the apology, Eiji was back between his legs, face buried in his cunt. It was good, but not quite enough to get him to his peak. The teasing left him feeling heated and delirious, tugging on Eiji’s hair to try and get him up.
“Put it in me.”
“Put it in you?”
“Yes, Eiji! Please?”
Eiji nodded, trying to find a good position. But his actions felt a tad awkward, Katsumi helping out by wrapping his legs around the feline’s waist once more. “Is this good, Katsumi?” The kitsune nodded. “Will it hurt?”
“You? No. Me? Possibly a little.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
Katsumi laughed, laying his head back against the pillow. “I’ll be okay. Just be slow.” He waited as Eiji lined himself up, pushing in slowly. Too slowly. “You can be faster than that.” Eiji obliged, he listened to his lover’s every word, every moan or whine. He wanted him to feel good.
His chest pressed against Katsumi’s as he sheathed himself inside of him. He was quiet, listening to his lover pant. The silence unnerved Katsumi, but he felt awkward commenting on it in the moment. So he let Eiji find his pace instead, he wasn’t overly thick, but he was perfect for Katsumi.
Eiji waited for further instruction, stilling inside of him. He could feel Katsumi’s pulse this way, clear as day, his walls squeezed him in tandem. “Uhm.. Eiji?” Katsumi mumbled, averting his eyes from the feline who stared into his face with curiosity.
“Yes?”
“You need to move.”
“Oh.”
Katsumi hissed when he pulled out fully, leaving him cold and gaping. Not to mention the speed hurt. “Was that wrong?” Eiji’s expression softened, concern on his face at the pain apparent on Katsumi’s. But the kitsune shook his head, breathing slowly to steady himself.
“Not.. Not like that. Let me.. Ah..”
Eiji shuddered when Katsumi’s warm hand wrapped around his cock, sliding it back into him with ease. He then pressed his hips as into the mattress as he could, dragging himself along Eiji’s cock but from beneath him.
“Oh! I see.”
He mimicked Katsumi’s action but on top, pulling out only to the tip before he pressed back in gently. He did it a few more times and Katsumi nodded his head, flashing him a bright reassuring smile. Eiji couldn’t help but kiss him, swallowing his pretty sounds as he kept up his gentle pace.
Katsumi was more than happy to kiss back, claws gently digging into Eiji’s hips as he enjoyed the feeling of the man. Being intimate like this was completely new and exhilarating, it made his heart race with glee.
“You can go harder.” The kitsune whispered against his lips, his body ached with the need to get off. To feel that sense of pleasure wash over him. He’d only masturbated a handful of times, but he knew what that sensation felt like. And he wanted Eiji to cause it. His request was quickly obliged.
The bed squeaked beneath them and Katsumi still found the lack of sounds a bit odd. But he turned his brain off, letting Eiji do his thing. The squeaks and sounds of their bodies moving against one another and Katsumi’s whimpers filled the room. It only served to turn Katsumi on further.
The kitsune shuddered, eyes snapping open in surprise when Eiji came inside of him. It was a new feeling, one that made his cheeks darken. He found he enjoyed it a little too much. “Are you alright?” Eiji’s voice was lower, slightly raspier. Mismatched eyes once more on his lover’s face to try and read him.
“I’m good- I- can you keep going? Or should we stop?”
“I can keep going.”
“Please keep going then.”
“Of course, my love.”
Katsumi would get overly unnecessarily anxious about the concept of puppet foxes later. Far too blissed by being vulnerable and open with his lover instead for the time being. Especially as Eiji adjusted and hit a particular spot that made him cry out the man’s name.