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Who: Sword & Sen
When: After Sen’s meeting with Kain
Where: Their Cell
What: Trying out Kain’s advice
Rating: NC-17



Sen had made his way to the showers after his 'meeting' with Kain, both to clean up and to try and cool his skin down, he still felt like he was on fire. Once clean, he dressed and made his way back to the cell, feeling quite nervous, but trying not to let it show.

Sword was laying down on his bunk and reading a book.

Sen made his way over and sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out a hand to pet Sword's hair. "Hi."

"Hey...."

"How's your day been?" Sen asked, taking the book from Sword's hands and snapping it shut.

Sword sighed, "I was reading that."

"Mm. And now you're not." Sen replied, setting the book aside. "I don't want you distracted by some book when you have me all to yourself."

Sword rolled his eyes.

Sen pulled his t-shirt off, before leaning in to kiss Sword.

"Sen...... Stop."

Sen frowned a little. "Stop? Why?"

"Because you know there is no point."

"There is every point." He leaned in and kissed Sword again. "I want to make you feel so good that you scream my name. I want to make your head spin until you can't think straight."

"And how do you plan to do that?"

"If I told you, it would ruin all the fun." Sen purred, threading his hands through Sword's hair. "But there are far too many clothes here. You better strip."

"I don't want to."

Sen gave Sword's hair a playful tug. "Oh, I'm sorry. It wasn't an option. Strip."

"No."

Come on, Sword. Either you strip yourself, or I strip you. Either way those clothes are coming off."

"Sen. I'm not in the mood for this."

Sen slipped his hands under Sword's shirt, nudging the fabric up to expose the man's chest, brushing his thumbs over Sword's nipples. "Not even a little?"

"No, because there is no point."

"And I say there is every point." Sen shifted a little to take one of those nubs between his teeth, giving a gentle tug.

"Sen, stop."

"What if I don't want to stop? What if I want to make you writhe and moan in pleasure?"

"You won't make me do any of that. There. Is. No. Point."

"I wouldn't be so certain, if I were you. See, my guardian angel paid me a visit and told me exactly how to blow your mind away with such intensity, you'll beg me to do it again." He purred.

Sword rolled his eyes, "I doubt that."

"Well why not strip and we'll find out."

"Because there is no point, Sen!"

"Just try!" Sen gave Sword's t-shirt another tug. "Off!"

Sword's shirt came off when Sen tugged with no help from Sword, "Why?"

"No reason. Just because! Do I need a reason to make you feel good?" He huffed, hand moving to the front of Sword's pants. "Now these."

"Sen. I already told you what works for me last night. You refused to do it."

"I didn't refuse. I just said I suck. But if you don't want to listen to me tell you about how I want you to slam me against the nearest wall and fuck my brains out, I'll just be quiet. Now, pants off."

Sword sighed and lifted his hips slightly.

Sen smirked and tugged Sword pants and underwear off. "Now that is much better. You're body is so fucking hot; just looking at you is enough to make me horny as hell. It just makes me so hot, that I can't keep my hands off of you." He ran his hands over Sword's body, trailing kisses over his skin.

Sword settled back into the bed, he closed his eyes and waited for Sen to be done.

Sen trailed his kisses and touches over Sword's body, gradually working down. He moved his hands to Sword's thighs, kneading gently with his palms. He made sure to avoid Sword's penis, just as Kain had told him to. He looked up at Sword, before swiping his tongue over the man's balls, sliding one hand down to cup them.

Sword flinched a little at the unexpected swipe of Sen's tongue. Well, he wasn't not enjoying himself, but he wasn't exactly enjoying it either.

Sen massaged Sword's balls in his hand, before licking again, taking them in his mouth, rolling his tongue over them.

Sword gasped slightly, wishing he could enjoy this more.

Sen continued to rolls his tongue, sucking slightly. He moved his hands to stroke Sword's thighs, trying to relax him further before taking the next step.

Sword relaxed a little more, his hands coming down to rest in Sen's hair.

Sen was nervous as hell, but he tried not to let it show. He took his finger, curling it the way Kain had taught him, to press against Sword's taint, hoping to God that the man would experience at least some of the mind-blowing sensations Sen had felt. He gave his finger an experimental nudge, keeping his mouth on Sword's testicles to distract him a little.

Three thing happened simultaneously: Sword's body jerked, his grip in Sen's hair tightened and, unable to stop himself, Sword cried out, "Holy fucking hell~!" His breathing quickened into a slight pant.

Sen couldn't help but chuckle around Sword's balls, only serving to create a mild vibration. He pressed his finger a little harder, rocking and rubbing it ina similar way Kain had done to him.

Sword was panting harder now and he tossed his head to one side, "Jesus Christ...." He muttered in a barely audible tone, pushing back on Sen's finger.

Sen lifted his gaze to watch Sword's reaction, purring a little aganst his testicles. It was damn arousing to watch Sword this way. He rocked his finger that little harder, in an attempt to blow Sword's mind.

Sword was writhing under Sen's touch, though his penis remained completely flacid.

Sen rocked and nudged his finger more, moving his free hand to stroke Sword's hip.

"Aah~! Sen...." Sword had no control over his squirming body under such pleasure. He panted hard, so hard he thought he was going to pass out.

"Just let go." Sen whispered. "Just let the feelings take over." He nudged his finger again.

Sword panted, "What the fuck...... do you think I'm doing......? Nnnngh..........."

Sen chuckled a little, continuing to nudge his finger, whilst nibbling on Sword's inner thigh.

"Aah~... Put your mouth..... where it was before...."

Sen shifted his head, nudging his nose against Sword's balls before licking at them. "Here?"

Sword's body jerked, "Aah~! Yes...."

Sen continued to nudge his finger, taking Sword's balls into his mouth, rolling his tongue over them.

Sword felt the pleasure build up up inside him. If he wasn't having the problems he was, he would know he would come soon. He panted hard before his back suddenly arched and he cried out in orgasm, his body jerking violently.

Sen continued his assault until Sword's orgasm subsided, allowing the othe rmale to ride it out, before pulling back and sitting up on his knees.

Sword couldn't move, he could only lay there limply and pant. He had never had an orgasm that intense before.

Sen shifted up to lay beside him, running a hand through his hair. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of Sword's lips.

Sword could only moan quietly, still reeling from what just happened.

Sen kissed his forehead. "I take it you believe me now? That men can orgasm without ejaculation."

"Huh?"

Sen grinned and kissed his lips. "I have my uses sometimes, you know?"

"I never.... doubted that," He panted still.

"Good." Sen shifted to nuzzle Sword's shoulder, stroking his stomach lightly.

Sword moaned again as he tried to move.

"Just lay still, okay? You don't have to be anywhere, so just relax."

"But I still like to know that I have limbs to move...."

Sen slipped his hand in Sword's, giving a gentle squeeze.

Sword took in a deep breath and let it out, "Fuck.... I'm ready for bed."

Sen gave a soft chuckle and kissed Sword's temple. "Sleep then."

"I'll be up all night if I do. Why couldn't have done that just before lights out?"

"Well... I didn't know whether you'd like it or not..."

Sword let out a sigh.

Sen snuggled against his shoulder again. "So, you did like it, right? See, my sex doesn't have to be boring."

"Did I say it was?"

"Well... no, but I get the feeling you think it sometimes."

"Why?"

"I dunno. Because I'm not as good or as adventerous as some guys..."

"Maybe you should be."

Sen gave a soft chuckle, resting his hand on Sword's stomach. "Maybe."

Sword just grunted in response.

Sen drew lazy circles with his fingertip, letting out a contented sigh.