he can probably feel her hands shaking, though. the one by his leg moves slowly—so slowly—until it reaches the middle where she can feel it. where she can feel him. it's just the back of her hand that's made contact, though. she just kind of. stares at his crotch where her hand is for a while until she slowly flips it over and gently rubs her palm up and down where it's hard.
is this how they do it... ] I don't know if I'm doing it right...
He wasn't really expecting this even if her hand had moved closer before though which is why the surprised gasp slips out of his lips and his forehead drops to her shoulder. ] It's... [ God, now he gets why she was so embarrassed before, now they're here he's sure even his face is on fire, the flush spreading across his skin because okay. He's okay but--
oh god.
He swallows, or tries to swallow anyway but suddenly his mouth feels like it's full of cotton wool. His own hand feels like it's shaking just as much as hers as he holds it close to his chest, trying to remember how to breathe. Finally, he drops it to gently cover hers. He takes a deep breath then murmurs: ] More like... [ Then he presses his hand down against hers, applying more pressure as he helps her rub against himself.
It backfires a little though when he makes a few soft little noises that mix with a low groan on the way, his eyes squeezing shut tight. ]
[ this is all so embarrassing... but being guided like that does feel nice, like he's okay with this. that's... that's good. that's more than good, it's great. and she does get the hang of it fairly quickly, if only to please him because all she wants right now is to make him feel good. and when he groans like that, it boosts her confidence a bit.
it's also pretty hot. ah... ]
Sorry. I think I can do it now— [ god help her. but she's applying a bit more pressure now as her hand strokes his crotch, but she's making sure she isn't being too aggressive else it'd be painful for him. ]
Better?
[ she can't look him in the eye now, though. I'M SORRY SHE'S STARING AT YOUR DICK, MERLIN. ]
[ j e s u s. His hand drops away when she says she thinks she can do it, but he can't bring himself to pull his head away from her shoulder. At least, not yet. His ears are hot to the touch by now, and he feels like he should be rolling his hips into her hand, but he's just as worried he'll scare her if he tries that. Instead, he tries to say "yeah" and it ends up coming out as a moan instead. His hands press against her hips, uses his nose to nudge away her bra strap to leave a harsh open mouthed kiss on her skin.
It just about manages to half muffle the whisper of Athena as he tries to keep himself steady. ]
[ somehow, somehow, she relaxes because he isn't saying anything bad and she thinks she's doing okay. her breathing's gone a bit slower now, and she's really just concentrating on this one thing. she thinks there's more she could do, to be honest, but she'd rather not push it because he's probably already uncomfortable as hell as it is.
the bra strap falls off her shoulders and her bra opens a bit, exposing a bit more of her skin as it loosens, but she's definitely still covered. she still doesn't know what she'd do if he took it off but she hasn't really thought that far yet for things to matter. ]
[ His teeth dig into her skin but he tries to only do it lightly, not wanting to hurt her. His hands shift to her hips, and even if the desire to move her hand and rub up against her is strong he holds it back to the sake of letting her keep the control for now.
Though he does reach up with his hand to slide it over her breast again, going to the side with the strap down and squeezing her gently. His breath shakes before his fingers are definitely touching a little skin there too.
The only problem is that when he pulls his face away to glance at her he isn't quite ready and he loses a little control, eyes flashing and... a couple of books seem like they're rattling before they topple over on the book shelf. Oops. ]
[ she jumps when she hears the books rattling, stopping what she's doing to look behind her and see what's going on. that definitely gave her a scare and now that she's distracted she has no idea if she should even continue??? ]
Merlin, are you okay? [ she's more worried now than anything. she doesn't know much about his magic yet to be able to tell that he just lost control. who knows what's happening, tbh.
though at least now she's trying to look at him. or what she can see of him from this angle, anyway. ]
[ He makes a noise that sounds awfully like disappointment when her hand pulls away, hips shifting a little to try and pull himself with her. It means that Athena does get dragged closer, but it's only because of how she was before.
When he feels her eyes on him he tilts his head, utterly looking out of it because of how high he feels and how Good everything is. ]
I-I'm fine. [ Is he? He isn't even aware that the books moved honestly, only that he feels like he wants more, needs more. ]
I guess I was just imagining things. [ she looks down at where her hand is, resting on his thigh now, and then she looks up at him. he looks so dazed - was that how she looked like earlier? probably... though in all honesty, she doesn't want to know.
she probably looked so embarrassing... ah. . . ]
Do you want me to-- [ ah. she bites her lip hard, so unsure now. ] I can stop if you want...
[ He has to blink for a minute on and off to try and clear his head a bit, but he...does shake his head slightly. ] Don't you-- I mean... [ How do you words when you're almost so turned on you're almost shaking??? ] I can't think straight. [ It comes out as a half laugh as he shuts his eyes briefly, hands moving to rub her arms to try and soothe himself just as much as her.
He gives her a kiss, mouth sinking to hers as his hand slides down along her chest, but he stops at her tummy, palm and fingers splaying out. ] Do you want me to...?
[ Look it isn't as though he 100% got what she meant earlier either. This is nerve wracking for the both of them, utterly new. He tries to keep his breathing steady as his hand pulls away until only his index and middle fingertips are touching her and drags his hand a little lower. They brush just lightly over to top of her underwear, his hand still shaking despite himself. ]
Do you... [ This truly is difficult... She wasn't wrong. ] ...want me to touch [ help ] you too?
[ oh. god. she buries her face in his chest again before giving a proper answer, not wanting him to see how awful and embarrassed she looks. she certainly didn't expect that... and a part of her wants to say no because she doesn't want to embarrass herself any further because if his hands did go down, he'd find that her underwear's gotten a bit wet. it might be a natural reaction to something like this but...
it's still awkward.
she nods slowly, though, not wanting to refuse him anything. and at least she isn't the one telling him to do that. he's actually asking if he could, which makes things just a tad bit better. ]
[ At least this time he knows it's because she's embarrassed though, and it isn't like he's much better off. His free hand strokes her hair, holds her gently as his other hand slips lower until he brushes her through the material. He tests with just his fingertips at first, lips parting when he can feel the dampness there because oh god.
He doesn't know what he's doing either though, so to start he just runs his index finger against her, sliding the digit between her legs to hopefully let her get used to being touched there too. ] How do I...? [ He swallows as he turns his hand, using two fingers to gently rub her through her underwear, trying to see if there's any places she reacts to more.
this is terrible. this is bad. but ah... how does athena even respond to something like that??????? she knows what to do - not that she's ever done it before, but still. having to teach someone how to do it is a lot different, though? and it's a terrifying thought, if he did do it eventually.
she shifts a bit though, finding the contact ticklish. she whispers it to him, too, while her face is still buried on his chest. "it tickles", she says, but that's only before her chest starts pounding again. ]
You don't— [ just stroke it, though, merlin!?!?!? ah... she's too flushed to actually say it, though. ] I— You're supposed to-- [ put it inside. . . but ah, she seriously can't bring herself to say it. or do anything about it. ]
[ Look she said she didn't know when she was trying to please him??? He figured it was okay???
Then again maybe it's different when you've found yourself with twenty million hormones and it's difficult to ignore when you're a guy. It becomes obvious, and can get painful if you don't do something about it.
When she says "you don't" though he half pulls his hand away to shakily skim the hem of her underwear instead. ] Is it...? [ Is it better if he actually touches her? He obviously knows anatomically it's completely different to deal with but that's all a medical... scientific thing. This is different. ]
[ ah, god... this is hard. especially when a part of her wants to speak up, while another part of her wants to sew her own mouth shut. this is so awkward and embarrassing on so many different levels.
she lets out a groan, more frustrated with herself for not being able to parse words properly. who knew things would be so difficult... it always seemed like people knew what they were doing in the movies. . . ] It's fine— [ it still feels good, anyway... ]
[ The only problem is that she's being using "it's fine" to cover most "it's okay" things and it sounds like permission??? Athena...
It means that a few seconds after (he needs to gather courage for this jfc) he ends up wiggling his hand between the fabric and her skin anyway. There's only a brief second before he presses lower, feeling how slick she is. It's definitely easier like this, but it's also... definitely embarrassing for them both.
She won't let him see her face, so he has to just kind of gauge how it all feels by how her body reacts anyway. He holds his breath (it's too harsh, too loud) as he slowly rubs two fingers up against her, feeling along her body in a sort of awe. Like this though, it's definitely much easier to tell where she's more sensitive, to curl his hand until his finger finds her entrance and now he's gasping before of how hot she feels.
Athena now would be the time to speak up if you aren't comfortable with this... ]
her back arches at the contact, finding this to be a bit too overwhelming. her hand falls to his leg, while another grips tighter on his shoulder, fingers slowly digging into his skin. ah... this is too much, but.
but.
she wants it.
she breathes in long and deep, and breathes out the same way. her breath probably making his chest a little wet from the mist. this... this is fine. this is fine. . . if they've reached this point, then should she be more forward? should she ask him to take off his pants? ah...
[ He can feel her spine arching because of how close they are. Maybe it's not too much, but ... her boobs do stand out enough to feel the way they sometimes brush against him considering her head is still on his chest. He takes it as a sign to slip a finger into her, exhaling sharply at how hot and tight she feels. It's still hesitant, more exploratory than anything else as he presses it against her inner walls.
He ends up squirming a little too, starting to ache from the pressure in his trousers so yes... he is hard jesus fucking christ.
His mind feels like it's about to explode too. He might have had a dirty dream here or there recently but it doesn't compare to this. ]
[ she definitely is so tight, ah... and jesus, it doesn't even matter that it's only a finger there. it's her first time doing something like this and something like that inside her feels so big as if it's throbbing.
she bites her lip, trying to control herself from making any sounds, but she does moan a little. because while it does hurt a little bit, she's actually getting some pleasure from it.
unable to control herself any longer, she uses the back of her index and middle finger and rubs his length with it, each finger covering a side. because tbh it's pretty difficult to give someone a handjob when they're clothed ok ok. ]
[ Oh g o d. The moan actually makes him shiver a bit, because it means that okay, this is going better than before, even if he's still as lost as she is. He is trying to make sure she's okay, that she's enjoying this as much as he is though.
He curves his finger just a little, presses in as far as he can go and stills it to hopefully let her get used to this. It gives him a moment when she touches him again too. A moment long enough for his free hand to move to her face, under her chin to try and get her to turn to him. It isn't so he can look her, he just-- ] Let me kiss you.
[ He wants as much contact with her as he can get, especially when he starts to slide his finger out again, sliding it back in just as slowly. ]
[ oh god indeed. she does look up at him when he touches her face, but she ends up squirming a bit when he pulls his finger out and slides it in again, shutting her eyes close and praying to god for her dear life.
she makes an incomprehensible noise again, breathing right at his face, not being able to control what she's feeling. it feels so good... and she definitely wants more. at the same time though, she wants him to feel good. this isn't just about her--it's about them. and she doesn't even ask permission this time when she unzips his trousers so she can put her hand in there.
[ He kisses her when her eyes close to the point where it might be almost bruising. It's sloppier than it was before though, and he has to break away to pant against her when she unzips his trousers and slides her hand in. His own hand slides into her a little faster from the surprise of it too, pressing as deep as he can. His thumb slips up against her too, pressing against her body, rubbing up as he tries to find his footing again.
His other hand drops to help her push his trousers aside, trying to make it easier for her because this has been awkward enough already. She'll find that his own underwear is already damp in one spot too though... for obvious reasons. ]
[ it's a bit difficult to move right now but she tries her best so that she's out of the way and he can pull and push his pants off in peace. she helps a way though, tugging on it when she can and it'll eventually probably join the pile of clothes on the floor. god help them.
but then his finger kind of just zooms up inside her and she can't help but mouth his name rather loudly and airy. god... but she only lets that distract her for a bit because she really wants to return the favour and touch him back. she hesitates once she can finally touch his skin, only going for it after a couple of breaths because who knew something like this takes a lot of confidence? the way she touches him is gentle at first, her fingers holding onto his shaft and stroking it, but she'll pick up the pace if he does too. ]
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he can probably feel her hands shaking, though. the one by his leg moves slowly—so slowly—until it reaches the middle where she can feel it. where she can feel him. it's just the back of her hand that's made contact, though. she just kind of. stares at his crotch where her hand is for a while until she slowly flips it over and gently rubs her palm up and down where it's hard.
is this how they do it... ] I don't know if I'm doing it right...
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He wasn't really expecting this even if her hand had moved closer before though which is why the surprised gasp slips out of his lips and his forehead drops to her shoulder. ] It's... [ God, now he gets why she was so embarrassed before, now they're here he's sure even his face is on fire, the flush spreading across his skin because okay. He's okay but--
oh god.
He swallows, or tries to swallow anyway but suddenly his mouth feels like it's full of cotton wool. His own hand feels like it's shaking just as much as hers as he holds it close to his chest, trying to remember how to breathe. Finally, he drops it to gently cover hers. He takes a deep breath then murmurs: ] More like... [ Then he presses his hand down against hers, applying more pressure as he helps her rub against himself.
It backfires a little though when he makes a few soft little noises that mix with a low groan on the way, his eyes squeezing shut tight. ]
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it's also pretty hot. ah... ]
Sorry. I think I can do it now— [ god help her. but she's applying a bit more pressure now as her hand strokes his crotch, but she's making sure she isn't being too aggressive else it'd be painful for him. ]
Better?
[ she can't look him in the eye now, though. I'M SORRY SHE'S STARING AT YOUR DICK, MERLIN. ]
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It just about manages to half muffle the whisper of Athena as he tries to keep himself steady. ]
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the bra strap falls off her shoulders and her bra opens a bit, exposing a bit more of her skin as it loosens, but she's definitely still covered. she still doesn't know what she'd do if he took it off but she hasn't really thought that far yet for things to matter. ]
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Though he does reach up with his hand to slide it over her breast again, going to the side with the strap down and squeezing her gently. His breath shakes before his fingers are definitely touching a little skin there too.
The only problem is that when he pulls his face away to glance at her he isn't quite ready and he loses a little control, eyes flashing and... a couple of books seem like they're rattling before they topple over on the book shelf. Oops. ]
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Merlin, are you okay? [ she's more worried now than anything. she doesn't know much about his magic yet to be able to tell that he just lost control. who knows what's happening, tbh.
though at least now she's trying to look at him. or what she can see of him from this angle, anyway. ]
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When he feels her eyes on him he tilts his head, utterly looking out of it because of how high he feels and how Good everything is. ]
I-I'm fine. [ Is he? He isn't even aware that the books moved honestly, only that he feels like he wants more, needs more. ]
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I guess I was just imagining things. [ she looks down at where her hand is, resting on his thigh now, and then she looks up at him. he looks so dazed - was that how she looked like earlier? probably... though in all honesty, she doesn't want to know.
she probably looked so embarrassing... ah. . . ]
Do you want me to-- [ ah. she bites her lip hard, so unsure now. ] I can stop if you want...
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He gives her a kiss, mouth sinking to hers as his hand slides down along her chest, but he stops at her tummy, palm and fingers splaying out. ] Do you want me to...?
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she tilts her head to the side a bit, not sure what he means. it's not her fault that it's her first time doing a lot of these things... cries. ] To?
[ sorry, merlin... ]
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Do you... [ This truly is difficult... She wasn't wrong. ] ...want me to touch [ help ] you too?
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[ oh. god. she buries her face in his chest again before giving a proper answer, not wanting him to see how awful and embarrassed she looks. she certainly didn't expect that... and a part of her wants to say no because she doesn't want to embarrass herself any further because if his hands did go down, he'd find that her underwear's gotten a bit wet. it might be a natural reaction to something like this but...
it's still awkward.
she nods slowly, though, not wanting to refuse him anything. and at least she isn't the one telling him to do that. he's actually asking if he could, which makes things just a tad bit better. ]
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He doesn't know what he's doing either though, so to start he just runs his index finger against her, sliding the digit between her legs to hopefully let her get used to being touched there too. ] How do I...? [ He swallows as he turns his hand, using two fingers to gently rub her through her underwear, trying to see if there's any places she reacts to more.
Sorry he probably has no idea...at all... ]
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this is terrible. this is bad. but ah... how does athena even respond to something like that??????? she knows what to do - not that she's ever done it before, but still. having to teach someone how to do it is a lot different, though? and it's a terrifying thought, if he did do it eventually.
she shifts a bit though, finding the contact ticklish. she whispers it to him, too, while her face is still buried on his chest. "it tickles", she says, but that's only before her chest starts pounding again. ]
You don't— [ just stroke it, though, merlin!?!?!? ah... she's too flushed to actually say it, though. ] I— You're supposed to-- [ put it inside. . . but ah, she seriously can't bring herself to say it. or do anything about it. ]
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Then again maybe it's different when you've found yourself with twenty million hormones and it's difficult to ignore when you're a guy. It becomes obvious, and can get painful if you don't do something about it.
When she says "you don't" though he half pulls his hand away to shakily skim the hem of her underwear instead. ] Is it...? [ Is it better if he actually touches her? He obviously knows anatomically it's completely different to deal with but that's all a medical... scientific thing. This is different. ]
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she lets out a groan, more frustrated with herself for not being able to parse words properly. who knew things would be so difficult... it always seemed like people knew what they were doing in the movies. . . ] It's fine— [ it still feels good, anyway... ]
sweats
It means that a few seconds after (he needs to gather courage for this jfc) he ends up wiggling his hand between the fabric and her skin anyway. There's only a brief second before he presses lower, feeling how slick she is. It's definitely easier like this, but it's also... definitely embarrassing for them both.
She won't let him see her face, so he has to just kind of gauge how it all feels by how her body reacts anyway. He holds his breath (it's too harsh, too loud) as he slowly rubs two fingers up against her, feeling along her body in a sort of awe. Like this though, it's definitely much easier to tell where she's more sensitive, to curl his hand until his finger finds her entrance and now he's gasping before of how hot she feels.
Athena now would be the time to speak up if you aren't comfortable with this... ]
SHAKES YOU
her back arches at the contact, finding this to be a bit too overwhelming. her hand falls to his leg, while another grips tighter on his shoulder, fingers slowly digging into his skin. ah... this is too much, but.
but.
she wants it.
she breathes in long and deep, and breathes out the same way. her breath probably making his chest a little wet from the mist. this... this is fine. this is fine. . . if they've reached this point, then should she be more forward? should she ask him to take off his pants? ah...
this is really hard.
and so is he fdassdg]CRIES
He ends up squirming a little too, starting to ache from the pressure in his trousers so yes... he is hard jesus fucking christ.
His mind feels like it's about to explode too. He might have had a dirty dream here or there recently but it doesn't compare to this. ]
WHY
she bites her lip, trying to control herself from making any sounds, but she does moan a little. because while it does hurt a little bit, she's actually getting some pleasure from it.
unable to control herself any longer, she uses the back of her index and middle finger and rubs his length with it, each finger covering a side. because tbh it's pretty difficult to give someone a handjob when they're clothed ok ok. ]
this is embarrassing
He curves his finger just a little, presses in as far as he can go and stills it to hopefully let her get used to this. It gives him a moment when she touches him again too. A moment long enough for his free hand to move to her face, under her chin to try and get her to turn to him. It isn't so he can look her, he just-- ] Let me kiss you.
[ He wants as much contact with her as he can get, especially when he starts to slide his finger out again, sliding it back in just as slowly. ]
why are we doing this
she makes an incomprehensible noise again, breathing right at his face, not being able to control what she's feeling. it feels so good... and she definitely wants more. at the same time though, she wants him to feel good. this isn't just about her--it's about them. and she doesn't even ask permission this time when she unzips his trousers so she can put her hand in there.
ah... ]
because they're dumb and silly?!?!?
His other hand drops to help her push his trousers aside, trying to make it easier for her because this has been awkward enough already. She'll find that his own underwear is already damp in one spot too though... for obvious reasons. ]
Breathes heavily
but then his finger kind of just zooms up inside her and she can't help but mouth his name rather loudly and airy. god... but she only lets that distract her for a bit because she really wants to return the favour and touch him back. she hesitates once she can finally touch his skin, only going for it after a couple of breaths because who knew something like this takes a lot of confidence? the way she touches him is gentle at first, her fingers holding onto his shaft and stroking it, but she'll pick up the pace if he does too. ]
breathes deeply...
I'm suffering so much right now
are you....
Yes
cuddles you?!?!
Get away from me
noooooooooooo
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