[That doesn't sound good nor does the reaction give any confidence at all. He immediately releases his hold on him, helping to steady him with an arm hooked around him.]
[He melts into the tenno with a ragged breath, nerves singing and the want deep in his stomach twisting and coiling. The hand is gone, and he's momentarily thankful for that but there's a longing that he can't place into words accompanied by a distinct sense of loss and dissatisfaction.]
I apologize.
[The words come breathless, but he can't be bothered to speak properly at the moment.]
[The cephalon is supported regardless and he's keen on making sure that he had some stability before lightening up his hold. However the words come as a surprise. They might even have earned a pleased smirk from him as he presses kisses along his throat.]
[It comes out as a low heated growl against his throat as he shifts against him. He pulls up the cephalon into his arms and heads towards the bed though briefly pausing to grind up against him with a pleased groan. The tenno carts him over afterwards though pressing a kiss to his forehead and stepping to the side to snag some necessary supplies.]
[Has he said something wrong? There's a moment of intense concern as his Operator moves, but it's washed away not moments later by the wash of sensations. He moans, a quiet, high sort of thing, scrabbling to keep ahold of the tenno as they move, but skin on skin is far too brief because the other man is pulling away-
No, pulling back is the opposite of what should be happening.]
[The noises are more than enough to draw him back towards the bed but honestly he was more so in it for the one that was making the noises. He dips down to steal another deep kiss, easing the cephalon farther along the sheets before climbing on himself. That should be an answer worthy for the other man.
Whenever he called, the tenno would be more than glad to return. Faster in some situations than others.]
[Seeing his Operator return helps with the confusion and anxiety, but he still reaches out to hook his fingers around the back of the tenno's neck to keep him close. The kiss helps even more, and even if he's overstimulated and out of his element there's no place he'd rather be than close to his Operator.]
[He ducks down to smear kisses along his pulse, thumbing over the curve of the cephalon's hips as he takes his time. A low growl rumbling at the hand and he arches up into it to show his appreciation even if it were such a simple touch. His words heated against his throat.]
Still best to show caution and patience. Don't want to ruin this.
[The cap of the bottle is worked off and he slicks his fingers before slowly prepping him with more kisses trailed down along his shoulder and one or two pressed to his chest.]
[His words die in his throat at the first touch of fingers, and if before had been overwhelming this is on an entirely new scale. He's not prepared for it, but does his best to relax and take everything in. He trusts his Operator, and though this is new and strange and ever so much he knows that no harm will come to him.]
[A brief nod but he's more focused on making certain that the cephalon was properly ready before making any move to further this along. He backs off briefly to tear open a packet and slide the condom on before easing back down to steal a reassuring kiss. His breath catches as he rubs against him with a low groan.]
[The kiss does help somewhat, but he's still far overstimulated and far along to make sense of much. He groans low in his throat, though his breath catches at the feeling of something sliding against him.]
[A low growl leaves him hot and heated against the cephalon's throat as he winds his fingers along the sheets with one hand as the other steadies his hips before slowly pushing in. He takes his times with the thrust, taking care to watch for anything wrong out of Ordis' reaction to it. Slow and easy. Just like he promised.]
[His breath catches in his throat, any words dying with a sharp noise that sparks from the tip of his tongue. This is what he'd asked for, but it's still far more than he could have ever expected and he tenses for a moment on instinct. Logic prevails though, and he tries to relax again, breathing deep and screwing his eyes shut against the sensation.
[The tensing makes him stop immediately, giving Ordis the chance to breathe and relax before continuing. The pleasure threatens to override his caution and care but he bites his lip hard as he focuses on making sure that he didn't ruin this for the cephalon. His hips finally push against his as he sinks in fully, trailing reassuring kisses while he pauses once more.]
[He struggles to find the words, drawing in a shaky breath as he searches for any words. None come, and so he screws his eyes shut, arms winding around the tenno's shoulders to grip at him as if he's the only solid thing left in the universe.]
[No matter how much he aches to begin moving again, his sole priority right now was making certain that the cephalon was ok. He wasn't going to ruin his partner. Not with this.]
[He's not going to stop, not when he's this far. This is his Operator, he trusts him so, and despite how absolutely overwhelmed he is, he grits his teeth and breathes deep. One hand slips up to cradle the back of the tenno's head, pulling him down into a kiss.]
[Shifting slightly, he follows the gentle pull to join in on the kiss. He didn't care if this was slow and nothing really happened for now as long as he was with Ordis. He breaks away to smear kisses once more along his throat.]
[He swallows a few more breaths, letting his eyes slip shut as he steels himself for everything. Relaxing is hard, this is far more than he's ever experienced before and it's happened so fast, but he does make a valiant effort.]
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I got you.
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I apologize.
[The words come breathless, but he can't be bothered to speak properly at the moment.]
Please. Don't stop.
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[The cephalon is supported regardless and he's keen on making sure that he had some stability before lightening up his hold. However the words come as a surprise. They might even have earned a pleased smirk from him as he presses kisses along his throat.]
I can. Unless you care to try something more.
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[But there are lips along his throat, and he shudders and keens at the sensation.]
I-do not know. Just please do not stop.
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[It comes out as a low heated growl against his throat as he shifts against him. He pulls up the cephalon into his arms and heads towards the bed though briefly pausing to grind up against him with a pleased groan. The tenno carts him over afterwards though pressing a kiss to his forehead and stepping to the side to snag some necessary supplies.]
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No, pulling back is the opposite of what should be happening.]
Operator?
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Whenever he called, the tenno would be more than glad to return. Faster in some situations than others.]
Had to grab things. I don't want to hurt you.
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I do not believe you could.
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Still best to show caution and patience. Don't want to ruin this.
[The cap of the bottle is worked off and he slicks his fingers before slowly prepping him with more kisses trailed down along his shoulder and one or two pressed to his chest.]
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Please, I- Slowly, please.
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Going to take our time. Promise.
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Please-
[Please what? He's not sure.]
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He trusts his Operator.]
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You ok?
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[He struggles to find the words, drawing in a shaky breath as he searches for any words. None come, and so he screws his eyes shut, arms winding around the tenno's shoulders to grip at him as if he's the only solid thing left in the universe.]
It is a lot.
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[No matter how much he aches to begin moving again, his sole priority right now was making certain that the cephalon was ok. He wasn't going to ruin his partner. Not with this.]
Just say the word and we'll stop.
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[He's not going to stop, not when he's this far. This is his Operator, he trusts him so, and despite how absolutely overwhelmed he is, he grits his teeth and breathes deep. One hand slips up to cradle the back of the tenno's head, pulling him down into a kiss.]
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[Shifting slightly, he follows the gentle pull to join in on the kiss. He didn't care if this was slow and nothing really happened for now as long as he was with Ordis. He breaks away to smear kisses once more along his throat.]
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Try-just slow.