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Blessed by light and burden of shadows. [ closed ]

WHO Shannon Vaughn (

privatematter), Eli Delacroix (

aspectional).
WHAT Eli is an idiot; Shannon is curious. How exactly does D/s go down when you're not to the Having Sex stage in the relationship yet?
WHEN Late 1990. Seven months after Jumpscapades.
WHERE Shannon's place.

Shannon was anxious. Not in a bad way, but the anticipatory way that everyone got when something new and exciting was going up and there was no way it could go badly, but predicting the end outcome was almost impossible. It was a great feeling, but one that left Shannon feeling like a teen heading out to prom instead of a grown man getting ready to have fun with his boyfriend and potentially make some hilariously heartfelt gestures to express his trust in Eli. That was probably something he didn't do enough in general, actually.

Breakfast had been something simple. Pancakes, fresh cut fruit and sausage. Eli had come over pretty early to get ready, talking over the generalities of what they were going to do while the specifics were to wait for after they were done. Well, now they were done and sitting on the couch, and Shannon's leg was jiggling even under the hand he had placed on his knee to keep himself still. Lacey had wandered off after breakfast, stomach filled with her own food and presumably was napping on the foot of the bed in Shannon's room. Probably for the better, really.

"So," he said, ignoring the obvious tell he was giving off. If Eli took it for misapprehension, then Shannon was going to definitely lean over and smack him. "Where do we start?"

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Again with the movements. He followed it just fine, could hear his Dom standing and feel him positioning himself somehow, but his muddled brain couldn't really process what he was doing or why. When something nudged his lips, he automatically parted them and let his tongue slip out to identify it, merely teasing at the tip to try and place it. His realization was quick and his first reaction was to pull back and work through what his Dom wanted. How was he supposed to do this? He had never done it before, never seen the appeal of performing or the act itself. He found it pleasurable himself but there was a reason this entire encounter carried a fervent, dreamlike quality to it.

In the end, it was his Dom asking for something from him and he still couldn't deny. His Dom was exactly perfect for him and if this was what his Dom wanted, then it was up to him to try. He would be good. He would do this and do it right, do everything he could to make sure his Dom was pleased. That decided, he dipped his head forward and used his lips to locate the head, opening them enough to pull it into his mouth and experimentally tease the tip of his tongue to the underside in a fairly firm stroke. While he licked back and forth, he attempted to figure out how to hold everything in his mouth without causing some kind of discomfort. This was the most surreal thing to happen thus far and it was noticeably throwing him off kilter.

It wasn't much of a surprise that Shannon was hesitating. Eli still remembered that outside of dating him, he was still straight and had only those sexual experiences to work with. He wasn't going to berate him for doing badly, but instead help him through it so that he didn't end up hurting either of them. His hand went into Shannon's hair and he petted it gently as he watched him, his breath becoming a touch erratic while Shannon was trying to figure out what to do.

"Don't worry about trying to do too much," he said gently. He wanted Shannon to know that he wouldn't get upset with him by doing anything that would be considered the wrong thing to do when it came to blowjobs. "Relax and just explore. When it gets too much, pull away and then I'll see about rewarding you."

Fingers carding through his hair helped the slowly building nerves cool down to a quiet simmer. He hummed around the obstruction in his mouth, taking in his Dom's understanding instructions. There was no way he could focus all of his attention on the task at hand, but he was putting in a valiant effort by dipping his head forward, taking more of his Dom into his mouth and closing it just enough to avoid pressing his teeth anywhere. His tongue was still uncertain but did as his Dom had said, testing the length from different angles and strokes while keeping part of an ear out for his Dom's reaction. Anything that sounded good would be repeated while other attempts were forgotten in favor of something new.

When it came time that saliva had built up in his mouth, he tried to swallow it back without interrupting himself and started to cough lightly, forced to let go and pull his head back. He had to steady out his breaths again and figure out if he wanted to keep going, if he could make this work. Whereas before he had been confident and in the moment, this was something escaping his instinctive motions and he was finding it difficult to try and teach himself what to do when something else loudly demanded his attention.

Eli was not shy in letting Shannon know what was good and what wasn't. Little gasps and moans were vocalized whenever he did something right alongside his petting stopping whenever he was caught off guard by a particularly good sensation. He was glad that Shannon was at least trying and knew enough to know not to hurt him, which was very good for his first time. Eli had many previous experiences where a first time blowjob was usually a painful experience.

Considering his position, he noticed when he started coughing and let go of his hair and gently pulled away while Shannon did the exact thing. He knelt down and rested his hand on his shoulder, showing him that he was concerned and checking to see if he was okay. "You don't have to continue if you don't want to. Would you like to stop?"

It was gratifying to hear that he was doing something right, pleasing to have the petting stop for once just because he was doing something that well. He dipped his head to the side toward his Dom's arm when he came down to his level to check on him. He stayed like that for a moment before he managed to nod, murmur a quiet, "Yes, please," while his voice cracked from the previous coughs and strain he was fighting from the rest of his body wavering on the cliff's edge.

His Dom still needed attention, but there had to be some other way he could do it. His brain was just too cluttered and disorganized right now to even consider any other possibilities. What else he could do would be up to his Dom, something that would fulfill his needs that he could do without hesitation. His Dom would think of something.

He waited for him to pull himself together and once he spoke, he leaned in and kissed his forehead gently, placing his hand under his chin and tilting it up slightly so that he could look straight at him. This won't be something they'd do any time soon until Shannon decided to tell him otherwise. There was always other things that they could do together. "Then we're done with that. Now it's my turn to do something for you."

Spreading Shannon's legs apart, he leaned down and gave him a tentative lick before taking him into his mouth and wrapping his hand around the base, moving his hand and mouth in different rhythms. He wasn't doing anything really creative yet, just keeping suction up while his tongue swirled around the head and started exploring down the shaft. Eli was focused on this one thing and he knew that Michelle would keep an eye on everything else and pull him out of this if he needed to be.

He furrowed his brow at his Dom's words, then huffed at the unexpected motion pushing his legs further apart. Later on, the extra pressure of the stance would probably hurt when he could actually think deeply enough to care or pay attention. Right now he was utterly pulled out anything resembling thought when his Dom took hold of him, no real hesitation to take him in. He gasped and shuddered, hips thrusting forward automatically to the touch that was encircling him. This was going to be it. It had to be. Already he had been rock hard, waiting for release that had yet to come for his Dom's wishes, but now his Dom was here and taking him.

His body slumped partway against her, writhing and moaning at the sensation pushing him forward. The attention made him both aware of every spot on his body, the contact and the friction she was still providing next to him, while his whole focus was pinpointed to his Dom's ministrations. It wasn't the same as when she had been going down on him, but it didn't have to be. He would let his Dom work and ride through the adept movements of his tongue, the expert grip of his hand and the perfect warmth of his mouth. Now that they were here, he could wait, wait to see what his Dom had in mind for finishing this long overdue fuck.

When Shannon's hips started thrusting, he put a stop to that with his free hand grabbing his hip and holding it still. He was all for throat fucking, but that was something he was planning to wait on until they got a little bit closer to climax. Instead, he started with humming nonstop, letting the vibrations do some of the work for him and add to the experience. He then started twisting his hand a bit around him at random while his tongue stopped exploring and instead went straight to the most sensitive areas and attacked them with no sign of letting up on it any time soon.

Glancing up, he saw how Shannon was reacting and smiled slightly. He had fantasized about doing this to him for years and now that he was getting the chance, it was better than he thought it would be. Having Shannon fall apart like this because of him was exhilarating and he never wanted it to end, even though he knew it would end soon enough since he knew how much the denial had been getting to Shannon. He glanced over to Michelle and saw that she had hold of him and was still trying to get some relief from him, but like it had been thus far, it wasn't enough for her. She had started to pet Shannon's hair as well, adding to the good sensations he was already feeling.

There was a low growl of frustration when he was held still, now utterly unable to do anything at all in reaction except to react. It was obvious that he was straining, low rumbles of pleasure and vocalizations of need being all too easy to hear while his hands twisted until they could hold on to the scarf keeping them bound. He was falling apart, loud moans of pleasure mixing in to the trembling of his muscles inspired by the way his Dom was handling him.

The hand at his hair only multiplied everything else and he turned toward her, pressing his own face to the side of her cheek while sloppily trying to press kisses where he could. His Dom was out of his reach, but he needed to do something, needed to share and do and feel and this was about the only way he could do it while his deeper pleasure was entirely in the hands of his Dom.

The only reason Eli was keeping Shannon still now was so that he could take a moment to run his teeth along the shaft. He was pulling out every trick he knew of to give Shannon the best blowjob he has and ever will have had. Once he stopped with the teeth, he prepared himself and let go of Shannon's hips so that he could start thrusting once more. His now free hand reached down to start running his fingers over the soft skin of his balls, teasing them a little but always being careful with them.

Michelle allowed the sloppy kisses only for a moment before she turned and gave him a proper kiss. It wasn't something that drew focus from what Eli was doing, but it was slow and gentle and kept Shannon distracted for a while. She may be sexually frustrated since neither of them were in the position to help her, but that didn't mean she'd ignore the chance to make out with Shannon once again. No matter what else, the boy could kiss, even if he was out of it.

His folded legs jerked in time with his now-freed hips, thrusting forward to maximize how much his Dom could play with before he instinctively fell into one of his rhythms. No matter how he tried, he couldn't get his breathing into the same up-and-down as the rest of himself, too ragged and drawn out too thin to match, his sounds growing higher in pitch and stronger after each beat. He was getting closer with every push, could feel himself filling up and finally tipping toward the edge where he could finally fall apart. There was still something missing, but damn if he hadn't been ready for what felt like ages and just needed to let go.

The kiss managed to maintain some of his usual composure, her lead being perfect for him to follow to try and hold himself together until that one final moment. He sucked at her lower lip, nibbled at it and used his tongue to taste every bit he could reach. Any sensation he could pile on top of what he knew had to be coming any minute was only going to make this even more fulfilling. He had to have every last piece of him singing together.

Now that Shannon was thrusting into his mouth, Eli's hand moved from the base so that he could go all the way down on him, pushing the head out of his mouth and down into his throat. Thankfully, this wasn't the first time he's done this, so it's smooth and he doesn't gag on it, instead continuing his tongue's ministrations and his constant humming while Shannon fucked his throat. He'd be sore later, but it'd definitely be worth it just for Shannon's response to it. There was one thing left up his sleeve as far as tricks went and as close as Shannon was, it was the best thing to push him over the edge. His tongue, mouth, and throat started to conduct his natural electricity and he sent it through into Shannon, a fast and continuous current that expanded out past his mouth into the general area.

Even from her position, Michelle could feel the edge of electricity from Eli, knowing that he had activated his abilities to use on him. She didn't stop kissing him, knowing that this was the last she was going to get from him. This was something that she didn't want to stop, wanting to ride the feeling and force one of them into fucking her so that she could finally come and not be stuck in this denial place that Shannon and Eli had both put her into. Once they were done, when Shannon had been taken care of, she was going to have to do something to fix this.

There it was. Those little electrical jolts dancing over him was the perfect thing to send the shock through his system. His entire body fell into it, stiffening up while everything poured out of him in one precious, eternal and powerful moment. Stars pounded at his eyes, a yell of pleasure capping it off, taste and hearing and smell all fading into the background while touch took over entirely and his body trembled while the pleasure rippled throughout him. Every piece of energy seemed to just pour out of him in the wake of his release and he went limp against her, boneless and unable to hold his own weight any longer. Nothing existed except for her body pressed to his, his Dom's mouth holding every piece of him, the cascade of everything so deliciously right with his body that he had no other choice but to let himself drown in it.

God, it was beautiful. He wanted to stay like that forever, the slightest of motion around him sending amazing signals down his nervous system. Even the air cooling against the sweat on his body was heaven; the ache of his muscles leftover from a time he didn't need had transformed into a chain reaction. His breath came fast and steady, pulse hammering away with as much delight that he couldn't manage to vocalize. He was so, so thankful and so, so lost in the physical sensations that even the idea of expressing it was beyond him.

The electricity stopped the moment Shannon finally went over the edge, Eli not wanting to overwhelm him with the extra sensation. He rode out Shannon's climax with ease, adjusting himself only enough to keep from having Shannon come down his throat. It was their first time and Eli really wanted to taste him, enjoy something that he'd never thought he'd be able to experience outside of his fantasies. He loved it and once it appeared that there wasn't any more, Eli finally swallowed and slid his mouth off of him.

When Shannon turned boneless in her arms, Michelle held him up for a moment so as to pull away from their kiss and then slowly placed Shannon on his back on the floor with Eli helping by straightening his legs out for him. Eli took that moment to then slide up Shannon's body to kiss him, his arousal leaving a trail of wetness along Shannon's leg and to his groin. Michelle moved herself so that she was kneeling next to both of them and Eli glanced over at her. Seeing her tremble with need and desire, Eli moved his hand back between her legs so that he could continue to finger her and move her along even a little bit towards release while he took care of Shannon.

Everything felt good. Laying down was heaven. His Dom was working his way up and when the kiss started, he returned it, weak and sloppy and grateful. His hands were still bound but their closeness meant he could tip them upward, fingers extending lazily outward to rest the pads against his Dom's chest. With most of his senses on leave, it was hard to determine what else his Dom might have been doing, if anything else, but this was good. He wanted this, wanted his Dom with him simply adding to the swirling mass of enjoyment.

It took him a few moments, but he did eventually notice his Dom was still hard against him. Hard and unsatisfied and no, no, no, that wasn't right at all. Expending a bit more effort than he had anticipated, he shifted and bent his knee to press his thigh against his Dom, giving an eager and helpful mmm trying to express that he still wanted to help. They should be there together, coated in the bliss of release. He should have taken care of his Dom first.

Next on his list was to remove the scarf binding Shannon's hands. It was difficult to do one handed, but when Michelle saw what he was doing, she reached down to help, removing the scarf completely and tossing it out of the way. Sure it was a nice scarf, but it could be dealt with later. There were more important things on their minds right now.

Letting out a soft groan and a small thrust at Shannon's thigh pressing against him, he pulled away from the kiss and rested his head against his neck and shook his head so Shannon could feel it. "You don't need to worry about that, Shannon," he said gently. "That can be dealt with later. You're the more important thing right now."

Now that his hands were free, he let one of them slide up to his Dom's neck, resting it over the back and letting his fingers brush over the hairs laying there. He wrapped his fingers in the hair, unintentionally giving them a bit of a tug while he was too out of sorts to moderate his movements. His other hand fell back and curled up against his own chest. Shannon frowned at the denial, head tilting to press his cheek to his Dom's temple.

No? He tried to turn that over in his head a few times before giving up; one more attempt at rubbing his thigh against Eli to entice him, then he let his leg slide back down. The denial was far too miniscule compared to everything else going on, the small trembles and leftover ripples refusing to let him be anything other than supremely content.

He may not have the same response as Shannon when it comes to hands in his hair, but it's still a nice feeling and he let out a content sigh. It was good being here like this and once Shannon stops trying to help his out, he seems to relax into him. This isn't the first time he's been hard and unsatisfied after a scene and it definitely wasn't going to be the last time, though it looked like once Eli was done taking care of Shannon, Michelle was going to help him with that. Later, he'd wonder what that meant for his sexuality when he's interested in the prospect of going with her, but right now he cared more about Shannon than any of that.

"That's better now. You don't need to focus on anything else," he said, his voice taking on a soothing tone. From how Shannon looked, he probably wasn't going to be aware for much longer, but Eli didn't mind. He just wanted to bring Shannon out of subspace and make sure he didn't drop, which is what he figured was the reason Michelle had shown up. Later, he'd have to remind himself to go frighten Matheus for getting involved in his relationship, even though he was grateful for it. "So what did you think of that, Shannon?"

Shannon hummed at the words, letting them vibrate through his before he picked them out and identified what they were trying to tell him. Once he understood what he was being asked, he huffed in an obvious indignation and brought his second hand up to the other's shoulder to try and draw him downward into a kiss. He still wasn't quite to the point of vocalizing his thoughts yet, though he was slowly getting there, and he figured this was a better way to express himself. It had been one of the most fantastic things in his life, definitely the best fuck he'd ever gotten, and he almost couldn't get it through his head that it had actually happened. There was no time to make it permanent in his mind when it was currently so permanent in his body that there was no need.

His hand, the one making lazy motions in Eli's hair, shifted further up against his skull and tried to hold him in the kiss. Even if he couldn't muster the energy to put much into it, he wanted to make it last, make it important. Eli had to understand what he was trying to say.

If Shannon wanted to kiss him, then he was going to let it happen and respond in kind. He could get that this was his answer to the question and as answers went, this was a pretty good one. When Shannon regained the ability to form real words once again, they'd talk about this in detail, but for now, kissing was as good of a way to communicate as any. This was something that Eli definitely wanted to do again, maybe not even during a scene so Shannon could be more coherent during the entire thing.

After a few moments, Eli finally ended the kiss, placing his head back onto Shannon's shoulder and panting lightly against his neck. "We should think about moving this to a bed. It'd be a lot more comfortable than this."

Shannon, too, had to catch his breath. He was kneading lightly at Eli's skin wherever his hands were; they had begun to roam at some point during the kiss. He still had no strength in him, but his nerves were humming like the strings on a violin, making a beautiful music that did everything to lull him and maintain the floating feeling he was currently feeling.

"Mm," he said. After a moment, he tried again, "Legs wouldn't hold me." There was no way he was going to be able to get to a bed until much, much later. Besides, where he was right now was just fine. Everything was comfortable, and moving meant separating and separating meant not having Eli by his side. He wanted Eli there as long as possible, as if he would be able to share the feeling just by remaining in proximity and absorbing the waves of good radiating off him like heat shed by the sun.

"I know," he murmured as his nuzzled his neck affectionately. The kneading was definitely helping distract from the fact that he was hard and naked on top of his equally naked boyfriend and couldn't really do anything with him. There was also the fact that Michelle was at their side, her breathing quick and harsh as Eli took his time slowly fucking her with his fingers. She'd hold out until Shannon's taken care of, at least. "I could carry you to the bed. Would you like that?"

Carrying him? That sounded like a perfect solution. Best way to get somewhere without letting go or being separated. He would be carried into the room and then they would lay together and bask for as long as they liked. Bed would be nicer. There were blankets there and the blankets probably felt heavenly. Nodding, Shannon gave a quiet hum. "Please," he said. His manners were still floating around in the blender he currently called a brain.

"Then that's what we'll do," he said with cheer in his voice. He pulled his fingers out of Michelle and she swore angrily in Russian until Eli snapped back at her. She could wait. Eli moved himself off Shannon and picked him up, not caring that his hand was slick from Michelle. It wasn't going to bother him much, not when he had such a good hold on Shannon.

Making sure Shannon was placed comfortably against chest, he made his way to the bedroom and gently placed Shannon down along the bed. Michelle followed not too far behind and placed herself along the other side of the bed, watching both Eli and Shannon. He got on the bed as well, placing himself back on Shannon for the moment. Once that was done, Michelle moved herself closer to them and surprisingly reached down and started to touch Eli, not caring that Eli's position made it so that Shannon could feel what she was doing as well.

Along the way to the bedroom, Shannon let his hands trail aimlessly over Eli's chest. Once they were on the bed, they moved around to his back and simply held him there. Every part of him felt like it was ready to float away into the sky at a moment's notice, not really attached and difficult to move, but that was what made anchoring himself so enticing. Michelle's frustration and their foreign language wasn't touching him, nothing was really bothering him, because they were both still there.

His legs twitched when he felt Michelle beginning to toy around below the belt. It wasn't him, it was Eli, and something about that inspired him to slip a hand away, reach out in the direction he knew Michelle was at. He just wanted the contact, the soft comfort of another human being.

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