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[ Okay, crisis averted. They don't have to talk about feelings right this second. It's fine. It's going to be absolutely fine.

Mikado tells himself that despite the sick feeling in his stomach at how very easily Sam melts into him again, how easily his friend just accepts that Mikado can't respond to those kinds of confessions properly.

He's going to fuck this up, he knows it. But apparently not right this second, because right this second Sam is in his arms - even though he admitted to being a gangster! - and Mikado himself is fumbling with Sam's dick with one hand and his own with the other trying to do... something or other. What was he doing again?

Right, this... he's tries to press their cocks together, which is kind of difficult because he's trying to get Sam's hand out of the way, and his own to stop fumbling, and himself to do anything but think about feelings. ]

[ Best of luck, Mikado. Sam is all about feelings and probably won't be much help with that at all in any sort of situation let alone this one. Even with the fumbling distracting him and the mess of handiwork going on Sam finds enough in it to enjoy himself, although he does pull back a bit to pant for breath after a moment and look down, wondering if there's some way he can better coordinate himself here.

He's not really sure what Mikado's trying to do. ]

...?

[ Of course, that just makes Mikado more awkward. He'd decided to try this kind of thing instead of fucking Sam because it's easier, requires less preparation, is a little less intensely intimate. But now that he's sitting there with Sam looking down between them like this, he's not really sure what he's doing either. ]

It's... uh... like jerking off, except together, and it's... um, the friction if you rub against each other is...

[ He tries to show Sam what he means by rubbing against him a little, but neither of them are really dripping enough precum and he hasn't put any lube on, so it's just a little raw. ]

It's... better with lube...

O-oh....um. I have some if you want... [ He always keeps it nearby and on hand thanks to Dio's frequent 'kidnappings' of his free time. He's been caught unprepared too many times not to carry both that, and tissues, around at all times. ]

It might help.

[ He lets go of his own cock, nicely stiff but not aching for release or anything, and gives Sam's another little gentle stroke before releasing him, in case he has to move a bit to get it. ]

If you'd rather... I mean we could do something else if you don't like this, but I figured we both probably do the other stuff more than anything...

It's not that I don't! I just. Um. Usually I just go right into the other stuff because that's what they wanna do... [ "They" being the other people he's slept with. ]

Let's try something different then. And if you want to do something else afterward, or you get bored of this, then we can do something else.

[ Mikado steals a kiss, a quick brush of his lips against Sam's cheek. ]

[ Which naturally brings colour to the area a moment after as he nods, moving off the other carefully so that he can stand. ]

...'Kay. I'll just go grab it quick. [ It's in his room now since he hadn't planned on going out, and it'll be a good excuse to strip down to his boxers and get rid of his jeans for the moment. He has a feeling that they're only going to get in the way for this. ]

We could just... move to your room too?

[ Not that he minded doing it here, but it seemed silly to do it in the central area of the house where someone could come in if Sam is getting up to get lube. Mikado pushes himself up as well, laughing sheepishly. ]

Well we could, but...um. I don't--really have a bed anymore. Aheh. [ Awwwkward. ]

I sorta accidentally...made it disappear.

[ Mikado blinks, standing there feeling awkward with his dick still hanging out of his pants, which are bunched down a little. He just stares at Sam for a second, and then... simply sits back down. Fine, they'll just have sex out here, that's fine. But... ]

... I asked you if you needed anything before I touched you...

I'd feel bad asking... I mean--a bed'd take a lot wouldn't it?? And I don't. Um. [ Hooooboy. This is another awkward admission to make. ]

I don't really...sleep there anymore. I share with Rayflo. [ Just not in a sexy way. Usually? Rayflo had jerked him off the one time when the darkness had spread everywhere, but nothing had happened since and they hadn't talked about it. ]

Oh.

[ Give him a second to figure out how he feels about that. It's kind of jealous-making, but really not his business considering what they've decided, and... he doesn't know about the relationship between Rayflo and Sam. The vampire hadn't seemed upset when Mikado mentioned Sam to him in a certain way, had even seemed supportive, but... ]

Well, if you don't need it, you don't need it. But if you ever think you need one just for when you bring people over or anything, you can let me know. Or if you want to put something other than a bed in there for other purposes.

[ He tilts his head back against the couch. ]

In the meantime, you should really get your cute butt back here, my lap is getting cold.

[ Teasing is so much easier than being honest about his concerns. ]

[ It's also a very effective means of distracting Sam from it too as his face warms up and he reflexively holds both hands over his rear, at least until he realizes what he's doing and stammers out; ]

I...I don't do that sort of stuff in my bed! [ But he apparently has no qualms about the couch, which is where he's now headed back to. ] I only ever used it for sleeping.

[ He's not that kind of girl, Mikado!! Honest. ]

That's kind of kinky.

[ Mikado doesn't really have that much room to talk. Sure, he's used his bed for sex, but he's also had it pretty much everywhere else, too. But the fact that Sam never has sex in his bed is still kind of a funny thing.

He reaches out for Sam, ready to tug him down when he gets in range, get him right back in Mikado's lap. ]

It's just me, you don't have to hide anything, you know.

I, I know that... [ It's just reflex for him, and so is making a surprised sound as he finds himself right back in the other's lap, hands braced on Mikado's shoulders as his face remains warm and coloured. His blush isn't done hanging around yet.

But he will adjust his weight regardless, getting himself comfortable. This is kind of his favourite place to be during intimate things. ]

It's just embarrassing...

Yeah, I get that way too. It's easy to be confident with you though.

[ That's probably a weird thing to say right now, considering the state of things between them, but it's true. He drops a kiss on Sam's nose, then reaches out his hand to take the lube from the other boy. ]

Now, to get back to what I was supposed to be doing...

You always seem confident though... [ No matter what he's doing, which comes out as a murmur as Sam ducks his head a little, unable to keep from watching the other's hands work.

The light peck endears him more to Mikado than the other probably rightly knows, and it gives him enough resolve to raise himself up on his knees a little and push his boxers down to mid-thigh. Just to get them out of the way. ]

...'s really cool. [He actually admires it about him. ]

Thank you.

[ Mikado rubs a hand down Sam's side, then down over the outside of his thigh, moving inward. The other hand is playing with the lube bottle, getting a bit on his fingers in a manner that's pretty practiced by now. He slides the hand over Sam's dick instead of reaching elsewhere - they were going to try this frot thing after all! - and then starts to stroke him again, slowly. ]

Scoot up so we're touching.

[ He could just pull Sam, but it's fun having him do it, and... ]

Put your hand on me, let's push them together with both our hands. We'll try it for just a minute, and then we can do... other things...

[ He half expected to feel the older's hand reaching around behind him when Mikado's hand moves. It happens so often down after all; but he isn't disppointed at all when it finds his dick instead, sucking in a quiet breath and resisting the urge to clutch his thighs around the other's waist.

Sam doesn't answer with words, but nods as he scoots up obediently (and a tad clumsily since he's not used to being this close without someone else's length inside him rather than against and in front of him. But the desired effect is achieved after just a few moments, teeth worrying his lower lip at the command that follows--and the sight of their cocks pressed so close together.

A moment later he'll be reaching down gingerly to cover Mikado's hand with his own, swallowing. ]

[ Strangely, Mikado likes this just as much as he'd like fucking Sam, because it's something fun and new to try, and it feels pleasant, if not incredibly intense. Once Sam's hand is on his, Mikado presses their cocks together and tries a small stroke, shifting his hand slightly so that he can cradle them both. With the lubricant, everything slides smoothly, and the warmth is nice.

He already knows how to deal with his own foreskin, enjoys tugging it back in just the right way, the increased sensitivity as the usually covered head of his cock is freed. The increased feeling of Sam's dick pressed against that space is different, however, and the way a slight push of his hips moves them both - since Sam is on top of him - is even more fun.

He leans up to press another kiss against Sam's lips, soft and quick, and laughs softly against his friend's mouth. ]

[ It's definitely a different sensation than anything Sam's felt up to this point, and while he can't spare a laugh like Mikado does, he does make a faint sound in response and try to follow the other's lips with his own, eyes lidded more than halfway as he digests the new sensation.

Intellectually it's incredibly stimulating to think that he's got another guy's cock pressed against his own, and that the two of them are stroking together. It's different than having just his own or someone else's hand on him, and the lubrication only makes it feel that much better.

Then comes the rock of the other's hips though and Sam gasps against Mikado's lips, the muscles in his stomach and thighs tightening as his cock gives a short jump and starts to harden quickly. In just a few pumps he'll be almost fully hard, his own hand tightening around the brunet's. ]

[ Why does Sam have to be so cute? It doesn't exactly help the problems Mikado is having understanding his own emotions. He's trying to focus on what they're doing now, but it's a little difficult.

Literally hard, right now, at least, as they both start to get more into what's going on. Sam's hand tightening around his feels good too, makes him feel confident they're equal partners in this however much he teases the boy. He spreads kisses across Sam's cheek rather than leaving their mouths pressed together, wanting to play this soft and affectionate for now, and that he actively thinks about how to play it is just a bit of that other side of him coming out.

He rubs his other hand up and down Sam's bare back, caressing. ]

[ And in response he arches it a little towards him, eyes slipping all the way shut a few times as those kisses traverse their way across his face. That, more than anything makes his heart speed up and has his stomach turning to knots.

But it doesn't hinder him from moving his hand alongside Mikado's even if he might duck his head after a moment, gut lurching as a swell of arousal runs through him. ]

I...it feels good.

[ Does it feel good for Mikado too? He can feel he's just as hard if not more so, but he doesn't want to be the only one deriving enjoyment from it. ]

It feels really good.

[ It's simple, way simpler than a lot of things he's tried, and painless, which right now is probably kind of a good thing, considering the new scars all over his skin. He slides the hand on Sam's back downward, rubbing over his tailbone and brushing the top of his ass, just touching. ]

Just touching...

[ He rocks up again, trying to find a rhythm in it, and his hand shifts slightly to focus on rubbing a finger against the spot just behind the head of Sam's dick, the same place Mikado likes to be touched so much himself, likes to focus on with his lips while giving someone head. ]

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