geonomy | Drift Fleet Inbox, pt. 2

Mm, not more. [He moves one hand up to rest against the side of Allen's neck, his thumb stroking along his jawline, while he presses a few soft kisses against the corner of his lips] Equally so? Yeah. But not more.

Mmmm, okay. I can accept that.

[His eyes flutter shut as Clay presses those kisses against his lips. Sure, he was still convinced that Clay was the more beautiful of the two- but he's not going to set out to prove it. Allen knew he was still beautiful in Clay's eyes.]

I'm still cold...know any ways to warm us up?

Hmmm... I think I know a way or two.

[His smile turns a little more coy as he pulls his arms away, only to grab the sash of Allen's robe as he walks backwards, pulling him along with him as he makes his way towards the bed. Or he hopes so; the effect of this whole thing is probably ruined a little by how Clay occasionally glances back to make sure he knows where he's going and won't trip over anything.]

Though it'll probably involve taking off the robes we just put on.

[It's okay babe, safety is sexy. He follows along, giving a coy little smile in return as he wraps his arm around the back of Clay's neck]

It will? Well that's curious.

Will you show me?

Gladly.

[Once the back of Clay's legs hit the bed, he gives Allen his full attention as he slides his hands up his bare sides. The bed feels kind of weird against his legs, but it's not enough to pull him away from what's in front of him right now.]

You could call it a hands-on tutorial. [With Allen's robe loose and untied, Clay easily pushes it off his shoulders and lets it fall to the floor as he leans in to kiss his lips, this time with more passion]

Oh good, I've always been a hands-on learner.

[He doesn't stop Clay from pushing off his robe. If anything as they start to kiss passionately, his hands will reach up and do the same to Clay's robe- pushing it off his shoulders so it falls off him. Then he moves his arm back to around Clay's neck, making sure he's close enough to Clay to feel his warmth.]

[Clay holds his arms back so that the robe falls easily, then wraps his arms around his waist again to pull him close, a pleased sound escaping at the feeling of them so close together. His warmth, his bare body against his own - it's already turning him on.

After a moment of this, Clay breaks the kiss, though not before giving Allen's bottom lip a tug with his teeth. He'll move to his neck after that, nibbling against the skin while his hands smear up and down his sides.]

Here's one way... sharing body heat.

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Mmm...I really like it.

[He says as his own hand, the one not around his neck, moves up Clay's spine, feeling up his back and all the warmth radiating out of it. ]

I bet we could share more on the bed.

Ha... that's part two.

[And with that, he pulls back from Allen's neck to grin up at him, then moves to sit back on the bed, pulling Allen down by the shoulders with him - ]

[And that expression's completely wiped out as he sinks into the bed, then is pushed back up, then down again...]

...

Uh...

[Allen meanwhile had been pulled down. He's been pulled like this many times before, so he was prepping to place his knees and arm on the bed for support.

But he was expecting the mattress to be firm- or at least, not moving like a bunch of jello. So as he tries to get support from the bed- he finds nothing but movement]

Ah-!

[Annnd he loses balance and falls right on top of Clay in a less sexy, and more completely clumsy sort of way. Sorry honey]

Shit! Sorry sorry!

Ack - !

[Yup, Allen sure fell right on top of him. He's strong and firm enough for the weight to not squish him, but it still enough to make a whuff of air come out. He blinks a couple of times, then gives a big, sheepish smile as he holds both hands up in a way to placate him.]

I-It's okay! We weren't exactly expecting a...

[He tips his head back against the bed, as if he were trying to look at the wall behind it]

... Water bed? [And then he lets out a groan as his arms fall up near his head] Water bed. Of course.

[ Good call, as Allen was definitely fretting about him being okay. He breathes a little sigh of relief when he sees that does seem the case, but he's still confused and embarrassed. ]

A water- what?

[Allen sorta missed out on this era of bed furniture ok]

A water bed. Someone thought it'd be cool to sleep on water, so they made a bed out of it. See, feel - [As he pushes his hand down into the bed, which makes the whole thing move.] I've only felt one once or twice while bed shopping back home, but never actually slept on one.

[ He listens closely to Clay's explanation, and feels his demonstration.

. . . .]

That's just stupid.

Right?

[Granted, Clay doesn't know the actual history of how and why the water bed was made or anything, nor does he care, but he figures it must've just sounded neat, and so it was made.]

But it's what we got, I guess. Which, you know... water planet, water bed?

[ Yeah that sounds about right. Yet another artifact showing man's hubris. ]

Right...I guess it's not like they have much else to make beds out of.

[He sighs. This is going to be a pain]

But I guess we'll just have to keep it...low-key? So neither of us go flying.

[The mental image makes him snort, then laugh, his hand moving so that the back of his wrist rests over his forehead]

Haha! Right, okay... back to being in the mood!

[This is gonna be so weird, but hopefully not impossible...?]

[Clay's laugh is contagious, so he finds himself laughing along with him]

Right, right okay! First-

[He gets off Clay and slowly scoots himself towards the middle of the bed, carefully lying down to cause as few ripples as possible. ]

Um...ready?

Okay then!

[Clay moves too, trying to be slow and careful, until he straddles Allen's hips, then leans over enough to start trailing both hands down his sternum, taking his time to explore the grooves his muscles show.]

So... how do you wanna do this?

Hmm...

[He thinks about it, all the while reaching up to trace his fingers along Clay's jawline. ]

Anal would be too much thrusting... [just asking for a disaster on a water bed] Maybe something like... [Shit was was the term? Oh well. He sits up a little and lifts his hips enough so his parts meet with Clay's. That should send the message right?]

[Well, that feels good, but Clay doesn't quite get the message... but then he does, his eyes widening a little when he realizes]

Oh! That one!

[He presses his hips down as a response, then leans forward, leaning his weight on one arm above Allen's head while the other hand curls around the back of his neck]

Yeah... I think that'll work.

[He makes a pleased little moan in response to Clay pressing down, repeating the motion as one of his legs wraps around one of Clay's loosely.]

Mm...good. I think it's been awhile since we've done this one.

[He moves his hand to the back of Clay's head so he can pull him down a little to start kissing him along his jawline]

Mm, yeah... [He shuts his eyes and lets out a breathy moan, tilting his head up so that Allen can kiss as much as he wants and pushing his hips down again] Usually we just do this for foreplay... right?

Yeah....usually.

[His kisses keep going down one side of his jaw until he reaches his chin. Then he tilts his head back a little further so he can kiss at the corners of Clay's lips, only pausing on occasion to let out a little moan of his own]

Not always though. Ha...remember that time when we were stuck on the Marsiva for a month?

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