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i_speak_softly) wrote2011-06-01 10:05 pm
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Forty-Fifth Theory [Voice/Action]
[Donatello doesn't notice the announcement when it's made, and even after someone shows it to him, he won't bother addressing the 'commandant'. Instead, he'll send a locked message to someone much more important.]
Robert...
[Some time later, he'll add one more locked message.]
Kay, I think I'm going to have to reschedule.
Robert...
[Some time later, he'll add one more locked message.]
Kay, I think I'm going to have to reschedule.
[Action]
[He won't touch Robert yet, so as not to leave him hanging if they are about to take a momentary intermission.]
[Action]
[Robert cannot stop rambling even when aroused as hell.
In any case, though, he leaves off on the touching long enough to get out of the tub, making sure he doesn't trip and smack into the floor, and dries himself off with an almost-reluctance. It was nice in there, he just... didn't know how effective it would've been for much other than masturbatory things...
At any rate, when he's dry he'll concentrate on assisting Don dry too, although it won't be entirely platonic, what with Robert's penis pressing insistently into Don whenever they're close enough - this might prompt a few small, soft sounds from Robert as well.]
[Action]
[And he climbs out of the tub. He wouldn't even bother to dry off, but he doesn't want to get Robert's bed wet.
That will probably be the least of Robert's laundry concerns, soon.Robert's apparent proprioceptive difficulties bewilder him, and he tries to get the drying done as quickly as possible so they can move on to something more comfortable for both of them.][Don looks decidedly uncomfortable as he walks back to the bedroom, though, his stance stiff and almost bow-legged. He lowers himself onto the bed with a groan.]
[Action]
Oh, Robert's bed is going to get wet, alright. That's one thing he isn't completely prepared for.... And they aren't quite difficulties so much as Robert actually liking the sensation, though, yes, delays are bad at this point.
The scientist does notice his partner's stance, and for a moment he's genuinely concerned until he realizes it probably has to do with the fact his tail is very swollen. This just makes him more determined to relieve his partner's pent-up arousal, of course, and he drops his hands back to Don's tail when the turtle is situated.]
D-Do you... [He hesitates a moment, blushing, before his epic bluntness kicks in.] ... W-Would you m-mind, perhaps, if... i-if I... p-performed oral sex on you...?
[He doesn't know if "fellatio" quite works in this context... maybe?]
I, er, w-would do my... u-utmost to be gentle...
[Action]
Not yet. [He runs a thumb past his vent - now that they're out of the distorting effects of the water, Robert might notice that the opening is slightly dilated from the barely-visible slit it normally is.] I'm -- it's supposed to come out.
[Action]
Studying Don's slightly-parted vent with definite interest, Robert traces his fingers very cautiously around it.] In that case, is... i-is there some way I can assist the process...?
[Damn, Robert didn't think he'd ever find a horizontal slit so appealing.]
[Action]
[Action]
Part of him is more than a little nervous about trying to handle what he knows will be a rather sizeable organ (to put it lightly), but he is determined to attempt it, hopefully without dislocating his jaw. At any rate, the prospect is... strangely sexy, like the rest of this thing is to him.]
Your s-skin feels so nice here...
[Action]
[This skin may feel less nice to Robert, slick as it is with lubricating fluids. Don casts around for something to wipe it off with.]
[Action]
He definitely looks... well, awed is probably the word, though mildly intimidated could work as well... at the sheer size of it, though. It definitely dwarfs his own penis, not that that bothers him any (he would've been far more bothered by the alternative). This doesn't stop him from lovingly bowing his head low to the glistening skin, giving Don a downright smouldering look as he does.]
... Sh-shall I...?
[He may look a little hesitant from the combination of not being entirely certain if he should have these foreign fluids in his mouth, and not being sure if he can even fit any of Don. His jaw isn't very wide...]
[Action]
Just - just a little.
[With his fingers, he indicates "an inch or two".]
[Action]
He whimpers faintly - far, far too long since he's done this, is he going to fail miserably at it? He hopes not - and widens his mouth to carefully take the slick phallus' tip in his mouth, nuzzling and stroking the remainder with his shaky fingers.]
M-mmm...
[Action]
Be careful... for yourself...
[Action]
Still, it seems alright for the moment, so he dares to take Don a bit deeper, flushing with the effort and the wantonness of the actions (it's a bit late to think unprofessional but the word creeps unbidden into his consciousness). He's been fantasizing about this for far too long to feel too ashamed about it, though, so he just concentrates on keeping his jaw slack enough to allow for any thrust-like motions, and sucks him carefully, letting his wet palms stray all over Don's tail and phallus.
He mumbles something that might be muted assent around the organ in his lips.]
[Action]
Stop - Robert --
[Action]
As he does so, he murmurs muffledly:]
I-I'll... h-have to... g-get used to th-that time frame, I s-suppose...
[... Though, he can see this definitely having some interesting possible applications at some point. For now, though, he just wants to lick Don as much as the limitations of their respective anatomies will allow.]
[Action]
Wait - don't -
[Action]
He does pause at Don's entreating, though, looking up at him with a chastised expression.]
D-Did, did I d-do something... s-something wrong...?
I, I d-don't wish to... t-to hurt you or c-cause discomfort... [Said while looking longingly up at Don.
He is utterly dishevelled now, by the way. His glasses have flecks of various fluids on the lenses, his cheek has a silvery stripe running the entirety of the lower half of his head, and his soft lips are wetter than usual... perhaps he almost looks cute like this.]
I-I apologize if, if I have...
[Action]
Not you. That - that's never happened to me before.
[A wave of tension passes through his whole body.]
Ow...
[Action]
[The pain makes Robert genuinely apologetic, though.]
...
I-I never meant to... hurt you.
I'm s-sorry...
[Action]
[He cracks one eye open and smiles.]
Don't apologize.
[Action]
It... s-seems a rather l-large disappointment when o-one experiences pain...
... Bah. I'm so terrible at this...
[Robert hangs his head a little bit.]
[Action]
[He moves his hand from his face, feeling down his body to explore his own swollen glans.]
[Oh.]
Robert, here...
[Where did your hand go? Don has another place in mind for it.]
[Action]
It's enormous, to Robert's perspective.]
A-Are you... p-particularly s-sensitive here, now...? [Robert's voice is low, thick and full of... well, lust. Even if he's self-reproachful, he still aches with desire... he's good at ignoring himself though
which isn't very nice to himself, all things considered.] I... I-I want to pleasure y-you...[Action]
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