Richard couldn’t deny that he’d enjoyed that. Immensely. Probably more than he thought he would have. James made the most beautiful noises, even in his post-orgasmic daze, and they made Richard shiver pleasantly. He felt as though he could easily drift off like this - his eyes were half-closed anyway - but his thoughts were keeping him conscious. He flickered his eyes open at James’s words and found the guy was staring at him. It was a weird thing to say, ‘I like you,’ and part of Richard wondered if it meant something else, though he didn’t think on that for too long.
“Well I should hope so considering what we just did,” he murmured under his breath, partially amused as he stared at James. Why James even liked him was beyond Richard’s understanding. He’d been a git to the guy, humiliated him, defied him and insulted him. Maybe James was a closet masochist because Richard knew he’d hurt him several times, yet the guy had still stayed with him. Richard was fairly sure he felt something for James too but part of him was hesitant in admitting it to himself. They hadn’t met under normal circumstances, for all Richard knew this could just be a mild form of Stockholm syndrome on his part. He felt his cheeks heat up when James leaned in and nibbled on his earlobe; the action was so… innocent, playful, cute, that it threw Richard for a second. He’d never really cuddled after intercourse before but he figured James would want to, and he supposed he might as well join him. Hesitantly he draped his hand lightly over James’s waist and inched that little bit closer towards him.
James buried his face in Richard’s neck and let his own breath tickle that skin. Richard’s neck was warm… and it felt like home. A home where his mother raised him—not an empty house with nothing but himself and the people that he had no attachments with. James smiled when he heard what Richard said, and the smile went wider when he felt Richard’s hand around his own waist. James sighed. “I just… want to make sure that you don’t think of this as… a master and slave interaction. In this condition it’s so easy for you to mistake my intention,” he whispered.
He actually wanted to spill it all—to tell Richard that he liked that slave as he was, despite everything that he’d done to James. It was weird, really weird. James was never the person to enjoy being treated like that, but when it was with Richard, he somehow knew that Richard wouldn’t possibly react that way if they didn’t meet in such a circumstance. They just met at the wrong time and place—that’s all. He knew that everything that Richard had done to him, all was merely a way to protect himself, and James couldn’t blame him since James’ status probably was the first thing that made Richard act that way. James knew that if he were Richard, he’d probably do the exact same things toward his master.
James just wanted to convince Richard that he was safe—that he wouldn’t harm Richard since he really liked him, but he didn’t know how to put it in a way that would make Richard believe him. With all the skeptical moves that Richard had made toward him, it wouldn’t be easy. But at least Richard had shown much better reactions to him. James had broken that barrier a little.
Not knowing what else to say, James just kissed Richard’s neck, again and again, before sucking the skin gently to leave another hickey. It was comfortable, cuddling with Richard like that. He felt safe and free from all the worries in the world. All that mattered right now was just that moment—just Richard and him.
Richard groaned lowly in the back of his throat as he heard James’s voice groaning out obscenities. Knowing he was the cause of causing James to react this way turned him on an indescribable amount. He leaned down to press a hard rough kiss to James’s lips - it was no time for slow soft kisses, no the heat between them was palpable. He moved his hips faster and faster, panting as he felt James’s cock continuously slam into his prostate. “J… James,” he croaked out hoarsely, letting his head loll back as he got ever closer to his impending orgasm. It was only when he felt James shudder beneath him and feeling his load spill inside him did he really reach his climax. He shivered as he felt James’s release inside him and started fisting his own aching erection hurriedly until he brought himself to completion, his muscles clenching around James’s softening length and his release spilling over their torsos.
He panted and flopped down on top of James, trying to catch his breath whilst closing his eyes lightly. Their torsos were wet from perspiration and sticky from Richard’s release. He buried his face in James’s neck, closing his eyes before opening his eyes, realizing what he’d just done. Had he made the right choice, doing this with James? He knew he wasn’t in this place to make friends, but what he had with James was more than that, and he knew James didn’t want them to be slave and master, but that was life here. He shut his eyes again, trying to stop his thoughts from drifting off into a bad place before managing to pull himself off of James and rolling onto the bed beside him, not saying a word.
The hard kiss made James long for more. The taste of Richard’s lips still lingered there on his lips and all of a sudden his lips didn’t feel complete without having Richard’s lips pressed against them. James sighed, running his hands on Richard’s thighs. The skin was soft, alluring. He shuddered and panted as he finished, and when Richard spilled his semen all over James, he made a guttural noise that escaped before he could stop it. He wondered if the ugly noise would make Richard like him less, but with the relief running all over his system, James couldn’t really care.
James pressed his nose against Richard’s neck when Richard panted and buried his face on James’s neck. It felt so right, having his breath against Richard’s neck and Richard’s against his. It was very soothing, and James wanted to freeze this moment and stay in it forever. He ignored the fact that they were both sticky and sweaty. He almost moaned out of exasperation when Richard rolled off his body, and he rolled sideways so he could watch Richard. Richard was beautiful although the fatigue was clear on his face. James smiled and pressed his lips against Richard’s shoulder gently. “I… like you,” he whispered to him when they both had their breath started steadying. Love is a strong word and James would rather not to use it in a hurried fashion, so he chose that word. He wished that Richard would at least feel something for him, despite their status and the place that they were in. James let his breath brush Richard’s skin, laying his head so closely to Richard’s neck before biting Richard’s earlobe playfully. The feeling within his chest swelled and he felt so warm.
Richard felt his cheeks heat up as he felt James’s finger travel over the scar on his cheek. James probably thought it was a dimple because it looked like one but Richard still found it incredibly embarrassing; it made him look young and it annoyed him to no end, but if James found it endearing then he supposed he had no real reason to complain. As he sank down onto James’s erection he kept his eyes on James’s face. He really was one hell of a beautiful guy; his eyes were dark, his skin felt like velvet against Richard’s own, and running his fingers through James’s hair felt like silk.
Watching James’s reaction made him ache with want for all of him, his murmurs turned him on an insane amount and he started to move against him. It was slightly uncomfortable having not had sex this way in a while, but knowing it felt good for James, and knowing it was his first time with a guy, made Richard feel a lot better. His mind kept drifting off to if he’d ever get to make love to James in different positions; the thought made him moan softly and he started to stroke himself in time to his movements on the guy’s length. From James’s heavy panting and hurried words he guessed James was close, and he started to move faster, hitting his own spot over and over, letting small gasps escape his lips as he tilted his head back in pleasure. His muscles tightened around James in pleasure, hoping to aid him on his way to release.
James didn’t think that this could get more intense than this—the euphoria that rushed in his veins was really sweet, and he forgot how long it was since the last time he felt like this. Not all of the girls he slept with could give him the pleasure that could compare to this one. Richard was extremely skilled, and as it was the first time for James to have it with a guy, James didn’t expect to receive such an insanely satisfying service.
At first he let moans escape his lips as Richard went faster and faster, but then as the endorphin ran faster in him, James couldn’t help but allow loud remarks to tear their way through his throat. Most of them were the shouting of Richard’s name. The climax drew closer and closer until it was time for him to release it, and the next thing that James knew was that he’d started cumming. It was the greatest relief ever—he sighed in the middle of his panting.
Despite James being a master, there were certain aspects of his personality that made him out to be almost innocent, or naive. He was fairly sure James didn’t know how things would progress, who would do what, so Richard knew it would be up to him. He was strangely nervous; if this was James’s first time with a guy he wanted it to be good. He knew James was already feeling good from the attentions he was giving him and that encouraged him somewhat, but he knew they both wanted, needed, more than what they were both experiencing now. He kissed James on the neck softly, nothing like the time he’d bitten down to mark him out of spite, before looking directly down at him, some of his own hair brushing against James’s cheeks.
“I’ll show you how I usually do it,” he murmured. “Sit back and relax… master.” He knew James didn’t like being called master but he said it with a cheeky grin on his face to show he was joking, making fun of the previous situation. He didn’t think he’d ever see James as a master again; he was too human for that.
He leaned further down James’s chest, licking over his torso until he reached James’s erection. Without teasing him any more he took him into his mouth, licking up the sides of the other guy’s dick. He didn’t want James to cum too soon so he held the base of his erection quite firmly as he surrounded James’s length with the wetness of his mouth. When he felt like he’d divulged enough sensation onto James, as well as deeming James’s erection wet enough, he straddled the boy’s hips.
“I might be a bit slow but it’s been a while so bear with me yeah?” he murmured, hoping James understood and wouldn’t object. He held James’s length up with one hand while with the other he parted his own ass before he pressed James’s cock against his entrance. He breathed in and out slowly, looking down at James and smiling before sinking down onto his erection. His coating of saliva over James’s length helped to ease the passage somewhat and if he moved slowly he found there was barely any discomfort at all. He hoped James was feeling alright. “Is this … wh-what you wanted?” he asked, voice husky from the fullness he was feeling.
James sighed at the comfort that Richard gave him as he planted a gentle kiss on James’s neck. It was… rich of feelings. Just the way that James always wanted it. He’d never thought that Richard and he would ever have this intimate session without him having to force him, especially after everything that had happened. But now it was happening, and James couldn’t lie—he was elated, and he wanted to savor the moment while it lasted. His stomach churned when he heard Richard calling him by his title but it soon vanished when he saw Richard’s grin. Richard had a beautiful dimple along his left cheek—James had just realized that, and he couldn’t help but reach his hand out to stroke Richard’s dimple with his thumb. He smiled. Richard never looked so innocent.
He just did as what he was told, staying passive while Richard took the whole control. Feeling Richard’s tongue all over his body brought arousal to the whole new level, and he was barely patient to wait for Richard’s mouth to reach its destination. He let out a moan when it had finally arrived—the warmth and wetness enveloped his cock, and Richard did an exquisite blowjob no girls had ever given him before. He wished that it would be enough to lubricate his organ, as he knew it would enter a smaller hole than a vagina.
James nodded when Richard said that, and wished that it wouldn’t hurt Richard. He’d never done anal with any girl before, sticking with the genitalia. So this was the first time, and popping a cherry was never easy. When his erection made its way into the small hole, though, there was a new kind of sensation ran through his body, sending chill down his spine. He sighed, and murmured, “Oh fuck…,” as he closed his eyes, lost in the pleasure. “Yes, yes, it is,” James answered, almost in hurry, waiting for Richard to pull and push again. He needed it—it was so good that he felt the climax coming his way.
I don’t know how many people that still log into this RP, but I just want to tell those who probably still do that I will be unfollowing people. Feel free to unfollow James as he won’t be a part of this RP anymore (as it is inactive and the mod is no longer here anymore).
Richard sighed softly under his breath, trying not to show how relieved or excited he was when James practically consented. He didn’t know how this was going to work, what positions each would assume, but he’d leave that up to James to decide seeing as it would be his first time with a guy. Richard shivered and started suckling lightly on his neck as he ran a hand through James’s hair, turned on by James’s moans.
As he felt James’s hands over his body and over his ass he made a quiet noise in the back of his throat and pushed back into his touch, encouraging James, silently telling him this was good. More tan good in fact. Surprisingly he felt no shame as James pushed his underwear down all the way and he kicked them off and away. He decided it was about time they were both naked and he pulled James’s underwear right off him completely. He pressed their torsos together before nibbling his own lip somewhat anxiously as he stared at James whilst taking both of their erections into his hand and stroked them together. The feeling of James’s cock against his own felt brilliant and he hoped James would enjoy it as much too. He kissed him gently, surprised by how he was acting towards the guy. It felt so tender, like they’d been with each other before. “How do you want to do this?” he murmured quietly, hoping James would realize he was talking about their positions in what was inevitably to come. Hopefully he didn’t sound too presumptuous.
To say that James was confused was an understatement. He was baffled by the way it worked, as it was all different from doing it with girls, and he wasn’t sure if he would stay on the bottom like a girl or move to the top eventually. He knew crudely where to thrust his dick, but he had never practiced it before, so he couldn’t tell if it would be a good thing to try it recklessly. He had nothing but theories, and he was afraid if he did it wrongly he would end up turning Richard off.
But confusion only took a little part of his brain. Most of it was captured by the rush of endorphin in his body as his erection came closer and closer to the climax. Richard’s body language showed him that he was doing okay anyway, and that was encouraging. He gave Richard’s body more strokes before moving one hand to the nape of Richard’s neck while the other grabbed Richard’s hair gently again. He loved running his fingers through Richard’s thick, dark hair, and it turned him on more in an inexplicable way.
As they both were getting naked completely, James felt even more excited, and the feel of Richard’s hand around his cock made it grow harder and harder. Richard’s touch was gentle, reassuring. When Richard’s body was against himself, he felt Richard’s cock against his, and he made a soundless moan—more like a gasp, as the pleasure seized him. He was overwhelmed by how good this could be, as the hardened organs were rubbed against each other. Richard’s gentle kiss made him want even more and he pressed his lips against Richard’s, while his hand pushed Richard lower so that their lips could meet longer. He blushed when he let go; not from embarrassment but from anticipation.
Richard’s question was exactly what he was thinking, though, and James didn’t know how to answer that. Perhaps doing it as the top would be easier as he would do it almost like normal, but he wanted to sate his curiosity as well. Unable to make his own decision, he breathed back to Richard, “It’s your call. How do you usually do it?” He hoped Richard would be able to answer that, since he was clueless.