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[Hopefully he likes it or this might get pretty terrible fast. It'll be an adjustment, naturally. Wade slowly presses his cock against Nate's hole watching his face the entire time. Letting out low groan as he manages to get the head of his cock pressed inside it takes everything he's got not to simple force himself the rest of the way in, so fucking turned on he's buzzing.]

I do want to feel that... [Like getting the best of both worlds. He gets a bit further still and then again some more.]

[overconfidently]

( Once he's able to, he'll telepathically push everything he's feeling into Wade and he'll... feel what it's like to be fucked by himself. Might be a little trippy to experience, but. Hey. Somehow he gets the feeling the other will be into it, so.

He gives himself another couple moments — pauses every now and then to just have a second to adjust — lets himself feel it out with having Wade's cock inside him like he does, but. After a bit of the awkward game of stop and go, he finally lets himself sink down onto that hard cock he's taking, pulls himself up some, then takes it back in with a low groan against the other man's mouth. It helps that he's dampening the pain from being stretched like he is, but not enough to completely rid himself of it; he wants to experience his first time with Wade after all.

Hands cradling the curve of that neck they hold to, he starts to ride Wade with slow but steady rocks, getting used to feeling — in having a guy's cock inside him — while letting himself be stretched a little more with every thrust of that cock he takes. Swallowing, he presses his brow to Wade's again, eyes closed, lips parting. )

Is it corny of me to say you feel really big inside me?

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Well, it is sexier than you saying that it makes you feel like you're taking a massive shit.

[Wade. You really are you're own worst enemy. Why anyone's ever fucked you ever is a goddamn mystery. Provided Nate doesn't climb off him right then and leave this questionable decision in the dust where it belongs, Wade will kiss him as he thrusts his hips upward with a bit more force before matching the pace Nate sets.

His eyes flutter shut, fingers digging a bit deeper into the flesh of Nate's hips. It feels good, physically, that goes without saying but fuck does it feel good to have someone close like this again-- someone to be close to. Even if maybe it doesn't mean anything afterward. Even if it's fleeting.]

[overconfidently]

( That's what people do with sex [here] isn't it? Doesn't mean anything. For him, it's difficult to really understand, given the fact that anyone he's slept with, he's liked in some way. He's not... entirely sure how he feels about it, but. Right now, this is the two of them making a questionable decision after having had a few drinks together. So it's best not to think about it too much, even if he catches sight of that blue and yellow friendship bracelet there on his wrist.

He rocks his hips to match Wade's pace there — gives him a look for that comment made, then moans against his lips as they're lost in another kiss and he's starting to get the hang of this feeling. )

Turn me around and fuck me. See how good it feels to take your cock.

( Because, yes. He intends to have Wade feel that. )