The hottest days of the summer

[firesealed]

Who: Sol Badguy (firesealed) and Ky Kiske (gearsexual)
Universe: Carvaka-ish
What: Sol, Ky, collars and bondage

Sol wasn’t exactly expecting to hear from Ky so soon, but the message that he’d gotten was simply a request for help, and the kid wouldn’t ask if he didn’t need it. Still, that didn’t mean he was expecting what he saw when he forced open the door to Ky’s cabin. Sol shut the door behind him, figuring he could give the man his privacy from everyone else while he took in the vision of a collar around his neck, hands bound behind him.

“Huh.”

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[gearsexual]

Ky gave him a skeptical look, though it wasn't one of distrust. 'Creative' wasn't exactly a characteristic he would label Sol, but he supposed it wasn't really surprising for Sol to have a better idea for this kind of situation. Maybe it was more fortunate that Sol apparently didn't mind the inconvenience. Ky certainly couldn't imagine how this could work or why someone would be want to have intercourse with a person who is too bound to touch them.

"That would be fine," he said. "I'm at a loss for ideas, I'm afraid."

[firesealed]

Maybe it wasn’t pure creativity, considering that Sol also had a better basis for these things than Ky did. But it was good enough that he could think of several things, including those that Ky would probably be less than comfortable with. That meant Sol wouldn’t find them very enjoyable either. Pity, because the kid would look pretty hot riding him in this position.

For now Sol just moved a hand to support Ky’s back, and leaned in to thoroughly kiss him.

[gearsexual]

A shame Sol didn't know about Ky's little bout with Clay, otherwise he might've reluctantly agreed to the position purely due to previous experience. (Even if that previous experience was rare, and Ky was certainly under a 'duress' of sorts due to the plants.) Not that he would admit it directly; no matter how often he has engaged in 'casual' sex, he wasn't about to go around talking about what he has done.

Without Sol telling him what to expect, he was left puzzling over the possibilities. He should have expected it from Sol, he thought as his lips were caught. It was probably telling how long he had been here, as he reacted almost immediately — mouth pressed back, lips parting, tongue tracing the bottom of Sol's lip after a moment. He's certainly gotten better at this.

[firesealed]

Sol wanted to warm him up through the kiss, yes, but not just physically. He was starting to come to terms with the fact that his desires toward Ky were fundamentally selfish. It wasn’t as though anyone — except maybe Ky himself — expected any better from Sol. And since they were selfish then maybe he could enjoy himself in this situation.

It wasn’t as though the enjoying would really make him act any differently.

So Sol focused on just kissing Ky, one hand tanged through the other man’s hair to keep him close as Sol pressed into his lips, tongue making way into his mouth.

[gearsexual]

"Mm." A small, muffle sound escaped him before he could catch it. Sol's tongue was expected and welcomed, and Ky's own tongue moved to greet it without hesitation.

He tried to lean into the kiss a bit, halting after he felt the leather hold him back. How irritating! He couldn't help the way his brows furrowed at the feel of them. Intercourse was supposed to be the involvement of both persons, wasn't it? What could he offer if he couldn't touch anyone? He did his best to shove the questions aside, trying to be patient.

[firesealed]

Sol curled his tongue around Ky’s, letting them move against each other inside of Ky’s mouth. One of his hands moved down to Ky’s hips to press against him there, to start the exploration of skin while still pretending to be taking things more slowly than Ky’s current state really allowed to.

The thought came to him that it was going to be irritating to have to take off all his own clothes, to do all the touching. One drawback of the current position, along with the fact that it had been to Ky against his will.