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What he had not expected the other to do, was straddle him. He didn't think that this was a situation he'd ever been in and he had lived a pretty long life so far. At the press of cool skin against his own warm one, he gasped, his breath mixing with that of the man now sitting on his lap.
He wanted to... squirm. The realisation left him even more confused then he had already been, a red tinge now dusting his cheeks as he resisted the urge to lean forward and maintain contact between the Musen and himself. As Fugue confirmed the fact that he was growing slightly hot, but dismissed the change of illness, he swallowed heavily.
"Then what is wrong with me?" His hand twitched and his eyes turned towards it, questioning their loyalty to him as they urged him to reach out and hold the other man. His body was getting a mind of it's own and he did not understand one single bit of it.
His heartbeat had gone up a little again and that warm feeling in the pit of his stomach was turning hot. His breathing had sped up slightly and he could feel the rest of his body grow warmer as well, resulting in the light blush he was now sporting on his face. This was very unfamiliar territory.
"I feel..." A frown marred his face again as he tried to formulate the words that could describe his feelings, but ran into a wall. "Strange."
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Feeling Alexander’s body grow a little tense, Fugue wondered if he had gone too far. He had no problems with people invading his personal space (in fact, he preferred it), but it sometimes slipped his mind that not everyone appreciated the shameless ease with which he would touch them. Placing his hands on Alexander’s shoulder, he observed the man. The Peace Keeper seemed . . . bothered. He was trying to identify the feelings running through his body, but concluded he couldn’t. It must’ve been very frustrating for the man. Fugue mirrored his frown.
He had an inkling of what might have been happening to the scholar, but he felt a little arrogant to admit it. Was it him? His closeness inspiring that blush? Would Alexander feel a kind of attraction towards him? It made Fugue’s own cheeks heat up, his body responding in a way that had his own lap twitch. It couldn’t be him. It was Alexander’s sensitive and untrained body reacting very strongly to what Fugue had intended to be innocent gestures. He cast his lavender eyes down, wondering what to do. He hadn’t intended to make Alexander hot and bothered. Things just . . . happened for them to land in this particular position.
“I think I know what might be wrong,” Fugue softly uttered, drawing closer to the other man. His eyes were still cast down, blonde lashes brushing his cheeks as he closed them completely. They shared each other’s breath again, for three seconds, before Fugue concluded: “I’ll fix it.” And he gently pressed his lips against Alexander’s in a delightfully light and hesitant kiss.
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That was the last thing he had ever expected the other man to do. Soft lips pressed against his own and he froze. This was kissing. Another man was kissing him and sitting in his lap and oh gods. That explained the really hot feeling that was, at the kiss, blossoming out into his chest and engulfing the top half of his body in a pressing heat. His chest grew tight and he felt a kind of giddy feeling closing in on him as his brain stuttered to come up with an appropriate response to the lips pressed against his own.
How was this fixing his problem? It was only getting worse and now the heat that had flared through his body earlier was flowing down to that pit once more, intenser and more present then before.
A light groan escaped him and he opened his mouth in a slight gasp as his back bowed back without his permission, pressing against the man in front of him. What was going on? This... feeling was not only making his body grow strangely hot and disobedient, now he was loosing his brain functions as well!
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A feeling of relief swept through him when Fugue noted he wasn’t being pushed away for his awfully bold move. The muzen moved in time to accommodate Alexander’s body as it pushed against him, framing his face with two delicate hands again. Softly stroking the heated cheeks, he tried to shush the scholar. He could imagine the other feeling a little disgruntled. Heck, even Fugue could feel it. He wasn’t much of an empath (or maybe he was), but he had enough imagination to assume what it must have felt like for Alexander. He could still remember his first time kissing someone else. It had made his heart pound and his head spin, but that could also have been his love-struck heart doing most of the sensing for him.
There was no feeling of infatuation in this and suddenly, Fugue felt rather guilty for putting Alexander through it. His fingers tangled into the Peace Keeper’s dark hair and Fugue screwed his eyes shut as he pressed his lips onto Alexander’s again, a little more desperate now. He ate up all the little sounds the other made, sucking them into his mouth and relishing them as he tried to fight his own fear by clinging to the well-dressed man. He wasn’t forcing himself onto this man, he told himself, slipping his tongue against the moist and supple lips he found gasping for air. He was helping Alexander get rid of the tense feelings his body was harbouring. It was his fault the tension had come to be there in the first place, so he ought to take care of it as well.
Besides that, Fugue could feel his own demons start to resurface: would Alexander hate him for this? Would he tell the other people of the caravan and would they loath him for being a loose man, a bad example to their children, an awful egocentric being? He wished Alexander would just hold him now and smile. Tell him it was okay. Tell him to go on ahead. He nuzzled the man’s neck, smudging the red paint around his eyes and staining Alexander’s skin and collar by accident. “Shhh,” he hushed, one hand walking light but reassuring paths on the Peace Keeper’s back as the other traced the side of his body, “Don’t be so tense. I won’t harm you.”
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Did he dare to be bolder? Did he dare to take the initiative even if it was only slightly? He was so unsure of what he was supposed to do now. For he had realised what was happening. His body was 'aroused', he thought. Now that he had realised that what the other man was doing was classified as 'making out' and the reactions of his body were a response to the actions the Musen was taking, the picture was clear for him to see.
Now he had to rake his brain for something to do himself. What did he know of this 'making out' business? There was kissing, some caressing, something known as 'groping' although he wasn't sure what that meant, but the former, he could do.
So as Fugue's tongue traced his lips, he answered it by allowing them to part slightly and letting the Musen slip into his mouth. His arms, which had been at his side motionlessly, went up and around the other's waist to pull him a little bit more against him, his right hand slowly sliding up to draw lazy circles on Fugue's shoulderblades. All of these actions were things he had observed others do and that amused him somewhat.
At the time his observations had seemed slightly perverse, as if he was intruding on their privacy. However, it was not his fault that people chose to be intimate like that in a public setting. Right now, he was grateful for the opportunity for it allowed hem to reciprocate.
At Fugue's insurance, he squeezed his arms a little big before drawing back from the kiss. "I... have never done anything like this." His eyebrows drew closer to each other as he pondered what to say. "It's... you are... awakening instincts that I never was aware of having. Is it normal to feel that way when one is this close to another, or is it you?" The latter question was aimed more at himself then at the other and he pulled his left hand back from where it had been resting at the small of Fugue's back to gently slide his knuckles over the other's cheek, his eyes searching the face in front of him as if it held the answer to his question.
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Somehow, the muzen felt terribly embarrassed looking into Alexander’s face. So he avoided the look and gave a pretentious smile. “Though my people are known to inspire happiness and creativity in others, they don’t have the ability to arouse them with but a touch.” It had nothing to do with him. He reached up to enrcircle the Peace Keeper’s hand with both of his own, drawing it away from his cheek. Lavender eyes half-lidded, he trained his gaze upon the pale fingertips, noting that even Alexander’s fingernails, like the rest of him, were impeccable and perfect. Not the slightest stain of ink or a shadow of a badly trimmed nail.
“I think,” Fugue admitted, remembering Alexander telling him this was a first, “Your body is hypersensitive to touch because of your celibate lifestyle. I never meant to stir these feelings in you. I’m sorry.”
Letting his eyes flick to the other now, the muzen placed a hand over Alexander’s heart and applied pressure, coaxing him to lie back into the grass. He had promised the other he would fix it and he would. For someone as slight of body as him, Fugue’s push was surprisingly strong, though never forceful. He just wanted Alexander to relax and ‘enjoy the ride’ so to speak. Hovering over the man now, the muzen placed his hands on his chest, drawing them down to where their bodies connected: at the pelvis.
Leaning over Alexander, Fugue’s long pointed ear scraped past the other man’s cheek as he buried his face in his neck, venturing out to press a kiss to the sensitive skin of Alexander’s throat. “Whatever happens, don’t be alarmed. Let it all go,” Fugue invited, his fingers pulling at the buttons of the Peace Keeper’s pants.
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Ah, now these feelings he could deal with, these feelings he knew, was familiar with and recognised without a doubt. Guilt. Many times before had he felt guilt while observing a battle, watching women and children die in front of his eyes as he was not allowed to jump in and save them. No matter that he knew he could have saved them.
The Musen felt guilty for doing this to him? To his body? As he was pushed down gently, he locked his eyes with the other and reached up with his now free hand, curling his fingers around that long neck and weaving them into the hairs he found at the back of it. Pondering his current predicament he wondered.
Fugue had said that it was his body's hypersensitivity. He didn't think so. While he might be unused to it, there was no way that his body would betray him like this because of a few touches. He had been in uncomfortable situations before with both man and women, without feeling the slightest thing. So it had to be the Musen.
Not only that, but he really did not like the idea of someone doing things like this for him out of guilt, or even worse, pity. So as he pulled down Fugue's head, his breath hitching momentarily due to the fingers working on his belt, he gave him a slight smile.
"While this may be the first time my body has reacted like this, it certainly has been in situations like this before. One can not live as long as I have and completely avoid contact with all living creatures." His other hand slipped around from where it had been resting on the others shoulderblade and he framed the beautiful face above his own with his two hands.
"I am..." he uncomfortably searched for the words to admit his inexperience, when he realised that his brain was indeed a lost cause for the moment and he'd have to work with being less articulate. "unused to these attentions. Never has someone, save my mother, dared to touch me in a way that might seem intimate. On the contrary. People prefer to stay as far away from me as they can." A quirk of his lips had them curling up in a bit of amusement.
Gently pulling the face closer to his own and placing a shy kiss on those lips, he exhaled somewhat shakily. "But you... I do not know what you are going to do exactly, nor can I say anything about myself, but I do not want you to do this out of guilt. I am aware, despite my ignorance, that an act as intimate as this is not preformed lightly."
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Fugue could feel something warm swell inside his chest at hearing Alexander talk to him like that. It rushed from the pit of his stomach to his heart, where it took a course upwards to press behind his eyes. It left Fugue feeling confoundingly puzzled and he was overcome with a need to express his jumbled-up feelings. He was grateful for the other’s kindness, for his thoughtfulness despite the fact neither of them had ever aimed to end up in this position.
For the moment, Fugue could feel his guilt slip away. He wanted to thank Alexander and make him feel good, because he was an attractive and sweet man that deserved the attention. Fugue really wanted him to find love. Not with him, because he had received his fair share of it in the past, but with someone just as patient and almost painfully sweet as him.
Alexander shy initiative was met with an equally shy press of lips against those of the Peace Keeper, Fugue dipping down to deepen their contact. Kissing seemed more natural now, Fugue’s hands –done with unbuckling Alexander’s belt and buttons– roaming his body exploringly, mapping out the most sensitive parts. Also unbuttoning the neat black vest Alexander was wearing, Fugue pulled at the crisp white shirt to slip his long, warm fingers under the fabric and caress the man’s abdomen lightly.
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The Musen's acceptance of his words was almost visible as it relaxed the other more then he would probably realise. Thank the spirits for little gifts like that. The would be the end of his coherent thoughts, however, as Fugue's hands came into contact with the skin of his stomach. That hot swirling feeling from before had subsides a little bit, bit at the gentle touch it flared right back up again.
Certainly not something he had ever experienced before, he managed to think as his head his the grass beneath him and a groan strangled itself from his throat. Shocked at his own vocalism, he brought up one of his hands to slap it in front of his mouth, trying to contain any other noises that might dare to wrench themselves free of his lips.
"What..." A gasp that was barely audible. That wouldn't do. Sucking in a deep breath he tried again. "What am I... supposed to do?" An accidental, or maybe not, brush along one of his nipples had his breath hitching in his throat again, legs pressing against each other as he tried to somehow relieve the sudden pressure building there.
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Alexander’s groan had Fugue tense up in alarm, his eyes suddenly wide. As the one beneath him covered his own mouth to keep from spilling more sound into the clearing, Fugue glanced around to see if anyone had heard. They were still so close to the rest of the caravan. They had to be quiet, lest they would wake anyone.
Fugue eased himself onto the other, his weight pressing the other man down in the grass. He was able to catch the last few words, before he kissed Alexander again, as if to make him keep quiet. He could feel his own arousal stir at the writing movement beneath him, Alexander inaptly seeking to relieve the pressure that was building inside his body. Fugue gently rocked his hips against the other, providing him with a kind of friction that was sure to feel good. Careful to keep their lips locked, the muzen could feel Alexander’s vocal response glide all the way down his throat.
He was a little out of breath when he pulled away, propping himself up on two hands as he gazed down upon the flustered Peace Keeper. “Learn to know your own body. What feels good for you, what turns you on. Kiss me, caress me and let me do the same to you. It’s all a game of instinct from there on out. Don’t try to analyse it.” As you Peace Keepers are prone to do, he added mentally. Lowering himself back onto his elbows, Fugue rained an array of butterfly kisses down on Alexander’s jaw, tracing back to a sensitive spot below the ear as he rubbed against the other at a steady pace.
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Closing his eyes as the Musen continued to pet him wherever he could reach, he let his body slowly melt into the touches. This felt... nice? Other words he might have used to describe the sensation escaped him and he decided that for now, just for tonight, it didn't really matter how well he chose his words. After all, as Fugue just told him, this was a game of instincts.
And so he answered the kiss bestowed upon him with as much enthusiasm as he could muster, which was more then he could ever remember having. He's just never been this... into something. This feeling was overwhelming, the way his brain stopped working was both frightening and amazing. And though the Musen might have told him to not over-analyse, he found himself trying to do just that. Was this the kind of feeling that made people feel alive?
The rocking of hips into his own had him release a soft moan into the mouth pressed against his and he gently let his teeth scrape over a bottom lip as if he wanted to bite it. He didn't know whose it was, but that didn't matter any more as he followed the teeth with his tongue and caressed the lip in apology.
His hands had found their way back down to the other man's hips and his thumbs seemed to know what they were doing better then he did, pressing into the small indentation he found there before drawing lazy circles. Once, his thumb got caught in the material of the Musen's pants and he found his hand dipping inside slightly, curious to explore the area before he chastised himself. To soon. Better to copy the other.
Gently pulling the others shirt away from his body, he found his hands travelling up planes of lean muscle, his hands mapping out every dip and every curve they met. One of his hands slid up and around to return to it's former resting place at the small of Fugue's back to gently pull him deeper in between his legs, this time without fabric covering skin, while the other kept going up. A finger circled a belly button, dipped in lightly and traced up, caressing abdominal muscles before resting on a chest, his thumb lightly brushing over the nipple he found there to see if Fugue would respond the same way he had.
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His body gave a start when Alexander brushed his nipple, almost as if there were red threads connected from that sensitive spot right to his groin. It made him want to ride up against the other harder, or remove all of their clothes for more skin-on-skin contact. The muzen bit his lip, not wanting to make any sound. But he couldn’t help a small hiss from escaping him and land on a patch of freshly-kissed skin in Alexander’s neck, the exhale of air heightening the sensitivity of it.
“Alexander,” Fugue panted, his hands coming up to entangle in the other’s hair and flipping the man’s glasses up with a flick of his lean fingers. He kissed the side of the Peace Keeper’s face, brushing his lips just below his eye. “I would like to-” Fugue didn’t finish his sentence, thinking the words too crude. He couldn’t get them past his lips. So instead, he let his action speak for him.
Pushing up from the other, Fugue repositioned himself lower down Alexander’s body. His hands kept contact with him at all times; stroking his stomach, caressing the inside of his thighs, pulling a little more at the leather belt that had buckled Alexander’s pants in place at some point. With soft and shy touches, Fugue explored the area between Alexander’s legs, pushing and prodding until the fabric gave way to reveal a hesitant erection. The flesh was warm and heavy and Fugue could feel his cheeks heat up looking at it. Stroking it lightly, he gathered his hair back behind a shoulder before dipping down to take the other into his mouth. He needed some time to get used to the width and girth, but he reckoned Alexander would need some time to categorize this new feeling as well.
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All he could do, he had realised somewhere along the road, was give in to the sensations and just feel. Fugue was caressing, petting, stroking and licking him all over and he felt helpless and caught, but not in a bad way. The moment Fugue finally produced a little sound, he nearly smiled, but managed to keep it hidden and locked away just in time. It made interesting things happen in his pants though. He clenched his thighs again at the tingles and twitches that were going on down there, hoping to relieve some of the tension.
The fact that his pants now felt like they were shrinking did not seem to be helping him much either and he groaned low in his throat when nimble hands slid over his belt buckle. He vaguely heard Fugue's voice telling him something, but just as he managed to focus it was gone again, replaced by more hands and fingers and teeth and-
Functions in his brain ceased to exist. A hot mouth wrapped around his erection and seemed to suck up all reason, all sense. His mouth opened in a silent 'o' as he did his very best not to cry out at the sensation. Waking up people right now would be very awkward indeed, even he with all of his inexperience realised that. For he did know what Fugue was doing now, he had written about these and even witnessed them a few times but never in all of his hundred years of life had he ever imagined experiencing it himself.
His hands scrambled for purchase, not wanting to grab the man's hair, as he had seen it done, out of fear that he might hurt the other. Nails digging into the grass beneath him his spine snapped as he nearly folded himself backwards, a low keening escaping his throat as he clenched his eyes shut. Oh gods. That had to be the most intense feeling he had ever felt. Like all of his blood was being sucked towards the centre of his body, where Fugue was waiting to drink it all up like a hungry vampire might. All of his nerves were on fire and even the feeling of the clothes he was wearing and the soft breeze against his now slightly damp skin were overwhelming.
So overwhelming even, that he was unable to keep in the moaning sigh of the other's name, whispered with such reverence that it might have been poetry of the rarest quality.
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Alexander was bucking into him. This time around, Fugue couldn’t anticipate the movement like he had earlier and he could feel the other slide deeper into his mouth, the move too sudden for him to take. His breath got caught at the back of his throat, forcing him to draw back a little and suck some air back into his lungs before he placed one hand flat on the Peace Keeper’s stomach, trying to ease the other back down onto the grass. Breathing a little raggedly, Fugue tried not to let Alexander slip from his lips, his mouth still encircling the tip of the other’s cock.
Gently wrapping his long fingers around the base of him, to prevent another surprise like that lest he’d want to gag, Fugue let his eyelids close completely, concentrating on giving the other pleasure for the moment. He could feel his own arousal stir and throb at the ministrations he was bestowing upon the other, but he chose not to touch himself. Instead, he used his free hand to rub up Alexander’s stomach again, retracing previous paths to seek out the sensitive spots again. He was careful with his nails, not wanting to scratch or pinch the other, just tracing light fingers over his body and tugging clothes out of the way as he did so.
Previously only applying suction as s form of pleasure, Fugue let his tongue work for the other: pressing it up against the underside of Alexander’s shaft and stroking along the length of it in steady, strong swipes. He could go up and down and around, paying close attention to drag out every movement as long as he could to give the Peace Keeper a chance to fully feel it and decide what he liked best. If they hadn’t been in such a pinch, he would have allowed himself to moan around the other, but he didn’t dare.
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Alexander was bucking into him. This time around, Fugue couldn’t anticipate the movement like he had earlier and he could feel the other slide deeper into his mouth, the move too sudden for him to take. His breath got caught at the back of his throat, forcing him to draw back a little and suck some air back into his lungs before he placed one hand flat on the Peace Keeper’s stomach, trying to ease the other back down onto the grass. Breathing a little raggedly, Fugue tried not to let Alexander slip from his lips, his mouth still encircling the tip of the other’s cock.
Gently wrapping his long fingers around the base of him, to prevent another surprise like that lest he’d want to gag, Fugue let his eyelids close completely, concentrating on giving the other pleasure for the moment. He could feel his own arousal stir and throb at the ministrations he was bestowing upon the other, but he chose not to touch himself. Instead, he used his free hand to rub up Alexander’s stomach again, retracing previous paths to seek out the sensitive spots again. He was careful with his nails, not wanting to scratch or pinch the other, just tracing light fingers over his body and tugging clothes out of the way as he did so.
Previously only applying suction as s form of pleasure, Fugue let his tongue work for the other: pressing it up against the underside of Alexander’s shaft and stroking along the length of it in steady, strong swipes. He could go up and down and around, paying close attention to drag out every movement as long as he could to give the Peace Keeper a chance to fully feel it and decide what he liked best. If they hadn’t been in such a pinch, he would have allowed himself to moan around the other, but he didn’t dare.
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