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[kyley_b]

Uhm. Okay.

[He goes bright red, the flush creeping down his neck. L]

You're really gorgeous. You can see why I might be a little bit in shock, right?

But it proves I was right to find you intriguing.

[courtinsession]

Maybe. I think you have an inaccurate perception of yourself, but most people do.

[Corry’s hands find the front of Kyle's jeans, pressing his palm there for a moment, then slowly unbuttoning and unzipping.]

It wasn't just my megadick that intrigued you?

[kyley_b]

It's possible. Or maybe I just know that I'm a skinny ginger with a fat ass.

...mmm. And no, not at all. Megadicks are easy to find. And I don't think I'm a size queen. [He presses closer.]

Are you surprised?

[courtinsession]

A sexy ginger with a fat ass. [Corry says it firmly, hands sliding into Kyle's jeans and around to grab at said ass, while he scatters kisses over all that bared freckly skin.

Then he pauses, lips pressed to Kyle's neck.] Yeah, little bit. Lotta things you do surprise me, though.

[kyley_b]

Thanks.

[Kyle's hands find Corry's hair and play with it, enjoying the texture.]

Why?

I can tell that you're way more than you project. I knew it even in the club. You know why?

Because you were sweet.

[courtinsession]

[Corry shivers luxuriously, nudging Kyle back towards the bed.] You surprise me because you're genuinely not like anyone else I've met. It makes me -- hm.

[He cuts himself off, pulling his hands away and gently pushing Kyle to sit on the bed. Then, pants half-off, he pauses.] Sweet? Sweet how?

[kyley_b]

[He goes eagerly, sitting, hands dropping so he can push his pants down, wriggling out of them.

He looks up at Corry and smiles.]

You treated me right. You didn't have to. Most of the guys in that place would have fucked me and run. Probably gagged me while we waited to unknot.

You didn't do that.

[courtinsession]

[Corry huffs out a bemused laugh, sliding his own pants off, then reaching to cradle Kyle's face again.]

Nah. I like hearing you talk. [He leans down, kissing Kyle slow and deep.]

[kyley_b]

[He's going to make a snappy retort, but then Corry's mouth is on his and all he can do is moan and kiss back. His hands find Corry's waist and grip before one hand fumbles for that aforementioned cock.]

[courtinsession]

[Kissing has a way of returning anyone's attention to the task at hand, Corry’s found. He hums approvingly at Kyle's hand on his cock, half-hard, twitching at the touch. They hadn't really done much foreplay last time -- things had been a little urgent.]

[kyley_b]

[Kyle is an Omega but he's pushy. Now that he has Corrigan alone, now that he knows he's desired, he's very much focused on doing what he wants. So his kisses grow bolder - he even nips at Corry's lower lip - and the hand on Corry's cock strokes with more confidence. He slows to just sort of familiarize himself with its shape, varying his touch to see what Corry seems to enjoy. He's exploring, essentially.]

[courtinsession]

[That's not really something Corry’s used to -- usually people let him take control in bed. Which is fine, of course, he's not complaining.

But Kyle's obvious curiosity, the way those big eyes search the Alpha’s face to see what touches he likes better -- it's new. It's nice. It makes Corry feel like he's more than another faceless hookup, which is sort of dangerous.

So he distracts himself by crawling onto the bed, putting a hand on Kyle's chest and pushing gently.] Lie back?

[kyley_b]

Okay.

[Kyle nods and flops onto the bed before scooting back and doing as asked.]

How come you still smell so amazing? I figured that was just a heat thing, but...

[courtinsession]

[Corry grins, all teeth, crawling onto the bed and over Kyle, leaning down to kiss him again.]

Either it's my cologne or you're super horny. One of the two.

[kyley_b]

Mmf.

[He kisses back, almost embarrassingly eager. His hands map the expanse of Corry's back with great interest.]

I don't think that's it. I think... I think I just won't ever forget how you smell. Like I'll be ninety in a care home and I'll still remember.

[courtinsession]

[That makes Corry pause, reaching up to brush Kyle's hair out of his face, expression thoughtful.]

Better be careful, saying sweet things like that. You'll make me want to stick around.

[kyley_b]

You say that like it's a bad thing.

[He props himself up on his elbows, looking at Corry curiously.]

I mean, I clearly wanted to see you again. Still do. I want to know all about you.

Why is that bad?

[courtinsession]

Not bad.

[Corry sits back on his heels, absently smoothing a palm up and down Kyle's thigh, like it soothes him.]

Just new. And a little intimidating, like most new things.

[kyley_b]

I'm intimidating?

[He sits up a little more, genuinely shocked.]

Dude.

I won't hurt you.

[courtinsession]

You might. [Corry huffs out a sigh, flopping onto his side.] I don't think you'd ever mean to, bit you might.

More likely I'll fuck up and hurt you.

[kyley_b]

Yeah, well. I'm not a child. I know the risks of dating, dude.

[He turns to lay on his side so he can look Corrigan in the face.]

Who hurt you before?

[courtinsession]

Still. Hurting you would be -- it'd feel extra shitty.

[Corry’s face twists a little, a flash of genuine old pain flickering through. Then he shakes it off, forces stony calm again.] That's -- not important. It's fine, I mean.

[kyley_b]

Seems important to me.

[Kyle reaches over and gently touches Corry's hair. He offers him a smile.]

Hey. No judgement.

[courtinsession]

[Another one of those shrugs, albeit a little more stilted.] Short list, a lot of people real early.
That classic damn thing where you get fucked over and get real cautious about getting close.

It's a cliche.

[kyley_b]

People aren't clichés, Corrigan. You are not a cliché.

[He touches Corry's cheek.]

I'm not like... gonna ask you to be my mate. I'm not dumb. But I'd love for you to feel comfortable talking to me about stuff. I won't use it against you.