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I know how tumblr is. So just shut your mouth if you don’t like my stuff.
Also, if you have never heard anything of @yeennqueenn ‘s original universe of object heads, (which I like to call the ‘belliverse,’) I suggest you don’t read. You will most likely be confused.
Tags: vague depiction of sex, vague mention of past sexual abuse, fluff, ummm...can’t think of anything else. Lemme know if I’ve missed any.
Soft giggles filled the room as the two men plopped onto the bed, one on top of the other, tickling him until he couldn’t breathe. “AHA- AHAHAHA- Chat, st-ahP! Oh-hah-oh my ga-hahaha-ahd! Chaaat, you’re killing me!”
The larger of the two, David, was turning red from laughter and embarrassment. “Nnnnope! You started this, David,” said Chat, laughing maniacally.
“Okay, okay! I surrender! No-AHA- no more tickles!” “Are you suuuure?” “Ye-AHAHA-es! Chaaaat, please!” At that, he finally stopped. But the moment he did, his mind began to wander.
“Ye-AH-es! ChAAAT, PLEASE, OH MY,” David cried out, covering his mouth. Chat’s body was moving, but his mind was still. Calm, even. He watched as the man before him covered his mouth and rolled his eyes back in his head. Chat admired every feature -every detail- on that wonderful face and body of his. He loved the way he bit his lip and scrunched his nose as he tried to hold back the noise he oh-so badly wanted to make, how his toes curled and his back arched as pleasure took over his rational thinking and ability to form coherent words. And oh, how he adored that expression. It was one of pure bliss, extreme ecstasy even, and it was all his doing. He made David feel this way. He was the reason for all of these lovely features being shown in the most intimate, trusting way possible. And he was loving every minute of it.
“Ch-chat, o-OH LORD, PLEASE, MORE! CHAT- chat? Chat! Chat, are you here? Helloooo?” And with that, he was snapped out of his fantasy. His face was as red as a blossoming rose in June. He turned his head away, so David wasn’t able to see his expression, but that didn’t stop something else a bit...lower down from being quite visible. And quite visible, it was. Chat quickly scrambled to get off of David, and lie on the bed.
“U-uh...y-es, yeah, i’m here. Uh, sorry, hah. I kind of...spaced out a little.” “It’s alright. What were you thinking about?” Chat immediately became a stuttering mess with a lot of “um”s and “uh”s in between.
“H-hey! Chat, it’s okay, you don’t need to tell me! Don’t worry, I won’t judge you,” David reassured calmly. He seemed to either not care to point out, or just not notice Chat’s little...predicament.
Chat averted his gaze, and turned his body towards the other side of the bed, facing away from David. He felt incredibly...worked up from his earlier daydream. He shifted uncomfortably in his position, and sighed. “N-no...I want to tell you. It’s just...embarrassing.”
David didn’t ask Chat to face him or turn back around. Instead, he moved closer to chat, and spooned him from behind, gently wrapping his arms around Chat’s abdomen. “...well, you don’t have to tell me if you find it that embarrassing. I won’t make you. However, I am very curious. You were out of it for a good three minutes or so. You wouldn’t respond to any of my names for you. I wonder what could have gotten such a...strong reaction out of you. If you would like to talk about it, I’m all ears.”
Chat contemplated for a moment. Was he really ready for this? What if he got too scared in the middle, and wanted to back out? What if he couldn’t truly satisfy David properly? What if David was weirded out by his daydream? Many questions swarmed his mind. Chat whimpered anxiously, and then took a breath and sighed. “...I want to tell you...but I’m scared.”
David’s eyes widened, and his expression changed to one of confusion and concern. “Chat, what are you scared of? Have I done something? I’m sorry if I’ve made you feel uncomfortable someho-“ but he was cut off before his ramblings could continue.
“N-NON! non, vous n'avez rien fait de mal,” he blurted out, turning back to face David. Chat took a deep breath. “No, you haven’t done anything wrong. It’s just...hard...to talk about for me. A-and I know my fears are irrational, but...I still have worries and reservations about it,” he said. “B-but I think I’m ready...or at least as ready as i’ll ever be...to talk about it.” He paused for a moment before continuing. “...when I was on top of you...my mind wandered off. And then...suddenly, your screams of joy and laughter turned into...m-moans...a-and screams of p-pleasure. And I know it sounds..weird...but it’s been on my mind for a while, and I had no idea how to bring it up. B-but I guess the opportunity presented itself in a way, heh,” he laughed nervously. “...I had never thought I would be able to even think about having sex with someone again...not after him. But...you just...you’ve proven me wrong. And...if you don’t mind...I want to try...maybe. I-I don’t know if I would want to right now, but I certainly...wouldn’t mind trying eventually.”
David listened intently to every word, not looking away for even a second as Chat discussed what was on his mind. He blushed and became quite flustered when Chat explained his daydream in a quite detailed manner to him, but despite his embarrassment, he was very grateful for the fact that Chat felt comfortable enough in their relationship to talk about this with him. He smiled as Chat explained how he had been thinking about this for a while, but his smile faded as he heard about him. He listened painfully as Chat talked about how he had made him feel, but was revived with hope and pride when he described how that wouldn’t deter him any longer, and how he himself had made Chat able to think about pursuing something so intimate once again. After all this time...all they had been through together...Chat felt like he was ready to take that step again. And David couldn’t be more happy or proud of him for that than he was in that exact moment.
“Chat...my love...I’m so glad you feel comfortable enough to think this way. I’m happy you are able to be so open with me...and I would love to try having sex with you when you’re ready. It makes me nothing but ecstatic to hear that our relationship is strong enough for you to conquer that fear you have from previous events in your life, and share such an intimate act with me. I love you, Chat, and whenever you feel like it’s time for you to take that step, you come to me, and we can discuss how we want to go about it. I will make sure you are as comfortable as possible, and that you have every way to opt out if you so choose. I love you, Chat.”
As David said what he had to say, he made eye contact with Chat. He held it all the while he was speaking, to make sure Chat knew every moment of it was genuine. Chat was on the verge of tears. Not ones of pain, or sadness, but ones of happiness, and relief. He couldn’t be happier than he was in that exact moment, and he felt the need to express it properly with words. “I...-“ he paused for a moment to breathe “-I love you, David,” he said, clinging tightly to David’s chest. David just smiled, and reciprocated the gesture. “J’taime, too, Chat,” he said in a hushed tone, letting out a deep, tiny chuckle at his own attempt to speak Chat’s language.
They stayed intertwined like that for the rest of the night, David petting Chat’s head and Chat clinging to David, falling asleep fairly quickly. They would get there eventually, but that night, they would sleep soundly in each other’s arms, as if letting go would separate them for all eternity.
