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"Can I kiss you?"
'...What?' Edgar thought. He never noticed how intimate the atmosphere between them was, so the offer of Ranpo seemed for Edgar rather surprising and spontaneous.
"...Sorry, did I mishear it?"
"Listen, I really feel I'm falling in love with you. Don't ruin this moment with unnecessary questions. Just tell me, do you want to kiss or not?" Ranpo had never been strong in confessing. It for sure felt enjoyable to stay with Edgar, he sensed it with his head and body, but he didn't know how to speak it up well. He was happy with what he'd got though. Nevertheless, Edgar caught that thin line of Ranpo's feelings and, being happier than ever, he responded:
"Yes, you can kiss me." Even though it was dark, the red face of Edgar was clear to see. He loved and admired Ranpo. There were so many times he imagined how he would kiss him, so it would be too long to count. This kind of scenario could have happen only in his dreams, and he wanted to check whether it was a dream or not. What's the difference though? The main thing now is to feel the moment.
Ranpo sat back, wrapped his hands around Edgar's neck and got near his face slowly. Finally, warm lips of Ranpo snuggled Edgar's. That intimacy with a beloved one befuddled him, he thought if Ranpo felt the same for him or was it a frivolous flirt. In his head there were a lot of theories, but... 'Why should I think so much for?' a thought appeared in his head.
He wrapped his hands around Ranpo's waist, nestling gently. Ranpo, on his hand, was keeping up too. In a rush of love he wanted to deepen that kiss, but Edgar could not answer in shyness immediately as those actions were unexpected for him. 'Pull yourself together!' he thought to himself. 'This kind of chance doesn't appear every day, don't ruin it!' Ranpo pulled back.
"Is everything okay?" He felt the embarrassment of Edgar and he decided to check if his partner was comfortable. What if he didn't want that, what if he didn't feel anything for Ranpo, what if–
"I'm fine, don't worry. I'm just a little bit surprised. I've never imagined you so brave."
"...Imagined?"
"Uuh..." It was difficult for him to confess that he wasn't leading in the situation, that he had dreamt about it for a long time and that he was worrying a lot. He was talking too much, but he then had nothing to lose. "Well... let's continue?"
Edgar lied on the bed and beckoned his lover. Ranpo responded on that with a smile and wide eyes. Then, of course, he crawled for him and, after snuggling to his face, kissed deeply. So hot! It felt like they were equal in that kiss. Their tongues intertwined, and Edgar lost himself. A warm feeling was burning in his stomach, was it happiness? Probably. He gently embraced his partner, while running fingers through his hair. He didn't want to let him go, the only desire he felt is to lay there with him forever, sensing each other's body, and to kiss.
Ranpo stopped kissing and raised above Edgar a bit.
"Poe-kun... I'm on already, do you want to have sex with me?"
To say that Edgar was confused means not to say anything. His hands were trembling, he was looking at his partner with those eyes, round like plates, and didn't really know what he should say. Does he really want that? Well, of course, but is he even ready?
"Uuh..."
Ranpo was looking at him with foggy-like blurry eyes (as he was on), although he didn't hesitate or get lost, his questions were quite serious.
"Yes," Edgar answered.
"Don't worry, put your shoulders down and open a way to your neck."
Edgar did so dutifully, weakened his collar and Ranpo dived to him, as he was licking the hot, sensetive skin of Edgar. He tilted his head and a room heard a mute moan of his. He felt a wave of excitement through his body, the heart was beating with an insane speed, Edgar's palm dived to Ranpo's hair again. He went on leaving kisses on his neck. He didn't want to bite and hurt, his only desire was to pleasure him sweetly, for Edgar to feel good. 'I love him,' Ranpo thought.
He started unbuttoning his partner's jacket, then shirt and... He took a look at Edgar. The snow-white skin, like it hadn't seen sun for ages, smooth (he touched it) and warm. Concave stomach, the ribs are visible. Clearly drawn collarbone (why does he hide it?) Ranpo caught himself thinking that was starring at him for too long and got shy a bit. But Edgar liked catching the sight of his partner on him. He felt comfortable with him, he wasn't afraid.
Ranpo started leaving kisses on the surfase of Edgar's skin, going down. 'I love him,' he thought. The lower he went, the redder Edgar became. He was smiling, even though he hid face with his hands (but never the eyes, he wanted to see Ranpo).
"Maybe I should help you..?" Edgar asked, mumbling and stuttering, when Ranpo was trying to take off his belt for thirty seconds already.
"No need to help me," he responded. Finally, Ranpo took Edgar's pants off with his hands shaking, and then the underwear. Edgar tensed up as the situation was too spontaneous, but he immediately relaxed, leaving the long, gentle groan as Ranpo led his tongue from the bottom to the top of his dick and then put it in his mouth. He started moving, taking the half and more, caressing the head with a tongue. The room was filled with Edgar's moans, he probably never felt this way. God, to be that close to Ranpo! It could only be in his dreams... He wanted to close his mouth with a hand, but it was bit enough it was bleeding, so he didn't even try to hold back, he just was enjoying the way his lover was intimately close to him. He arched his back, one hand of his squeezed the sheet, the other one was drowning in Ranpo's hair. He, on his hand, was enjoying that spectacle, because nobody on his experience had got so much pleasure of a blowjob like this guy. Seems he was truly obsessed with Ranpo as he came screaming, almost crying. He wiped his mouth.
"Is everything okay?"
"Yes, everything is more than great." Edgar responded, exhaling often. Ranpo giggled as an answer.
"Sooo, do you have lube?"
Edgar failed to recollect how his partner was moving forward already.
"I... Um... Check the closet."
He fumbled a bit...
"Found it!" He opened a bottle, applied lube to his fingers, while Edgar, lying under, was watching it.
"Can I...?"
"Yes," Edgar responded fast and shortly.
Ranpo overhung above him and put phalanges of fingers in slowly. Edgar inhaled sharply.
"If it hurts, tell me," he started moving. Firstly putting in the half, then fully, doing 'scissors'. One moment he touched a sensetive spot of Edgar and he, widely opening his eyes and taking Ranpo by the shoulders, screamed in pleasure.
"You like when I touch this spot?"
Edgar was breathing in often. His face was pure red. Ranpo didn't see his eyes because of long hair. With a free hand holding the chin he put the head down a bit and then slicked his bangs.
His sight was full of begging pleasure, like he was asking for more intimacy (how can it be more though!) He loved him, loved really deeply, wanted him to be happy, he didn't expect this love to be poured in this kind of rush of passion. Now he's begging to finish, for their souls to come together, for him to feel Ranpo. 'I love him' he thought again.
Eyes half-closed when Ranpo touched that spot, and his partner flew away in euphoria. By the way, the sounds Edgar was making were an apple of Ranpo's ear, and he was glad to hear his name being moaned out in a rush of orgasm again, but it's time to stop preparing. Ranpo pulled out his fingers.
"Are you... like... fine?"
"Yes!" Edgar said, breathing out.
"Now then, can I put it in?"
"Yes, please..."
Ranpo smiled. By the way, he wasn't less red than Edgar. He wouldn't be tired of asking that "yes", because it's important for his partner to be comfortable. He was sure, even if Edgar says "no, I'd wait", he would certaintly do so.
Ranpo started taking off his tie, jacket, shirt... He lied above Edgar. He wanted to snuggle that body and kiss it again and again. He touched him. It seemed perfect, the standart of beauty, although he wasn't "beautiful" in the mind of society, but for Edgar his skin was velvet. His hands were thin, veins were visible clearly (why does he hide them?) Palms were hold by Edgar's. Ah... he holds his hand... After that kind of intimacy just hand-holding would seem minor, but for him it's still priceless.
"Have you starred for enough?"
Ranpo took off his pants and underwear and carefully applied lube to his dick. It wasn't the first time Edgar was having sex, but still, some kind of trembling was there. He was admiring Ranpo for a long time though, and now they are going to reach the peak of body closeness... Romantic.
Ranpo put a half.
"Is everything okay?"
"Yes... C-continue, please."
He started moving, gradually pushing deeper. Edgar was so happy. It was so overfilled with feelings he could lose his consciousness. Tears were flowing on his face, Ranpo, probably, has never heard a person moaning so plentifully while having sex with him. He for sure was flattered. They both felt warmth.
Edgar began muttering some love rambling rhymed rave in English, periodically groaning. Ranpo at first asked a couple of times "what? did you say something?", but getting "nevermind" as an answer, he obeyed. He thought Edgar had lost his mind. But he just was on his climax. Through rave and moans Edgar asked:
"Ranpo-kun, you... listen, do you love me?..."
For a second that question confounded Ranpo, but after a moment he recovered. 'He only asks if I love him. 'Only?!' No, I can't answer something besides 'yes, I do.' But... do I actually love him?' Ranpo thought. 'Yes. Yes!!'
"I... I love you, Poe-kun!"
Euphoria reached its peak and it didn't leave it untill the end. His hands were shaking.
"I love you too... Ranpo-kun..."
He started helping his partner with a hand. A huge amount of times already he touched the spot of Edgar. He hadn't felt anything similar before.
"Ranpo, I'm going to–"
A couple of pushes and, continuously howling in pleasure, Edgar came on his stomach. Another couple and Ranpo came too.
Dyspnea, clothes lying all around the room... They pulled back and took a look around. Edgar was lying on a bed, tired and... happy. Ranpo had to clean everything they'd scattered, and Edgar was relaxing. He came inside..! That was the greatest honour for him... He was thinking about it for a long after, but awareness came only in the morning.
'I love him' Ranpo was thinking, 'love him infinitely.'