onlydoubts | open rp post

[Poe wouldn't have been exactly been able to explain what led up to it. Months of slightly longer, lingering touches - finger tips resting against an arm for no reason save for the want of connection. Silences that grew a little heavier, every time. The slight hitch of a breath during the viewing of a movie, curled against each other, where Poe was suddenly far more aware of Bodhi's body than he'd been seconds before.

The affection, the love - that had been steady and constant and not something that Poe either questioned or thought too deeply about. Family, he had told himself, and that was how he'd made sense of it. But Family didn't make his heart skip a beat when they met his eyes and family didn't make him want to lean in and steal a kiss from sleeping lips and family certainly, certainly, didn't slip into his dreams at night and leave him breathless and confused when he woke up the next morning. But the build had been so slow that he hadn't managed to dissect it, hadn't even managed to think about it.

So when Bodhi had broken his ankle, and Poe had teased about kissing it better, it hadn't been intended as a gateway to more than that. But that fist kiss against Bodhi's ankle had been far too meaningful for what it was, far too reverential, and Poe hadn't been able to stop himself from shifting up and taking a kiss from Bodhi's lips, instead.

By the time Poe fully registered what was happening, his mouth was working against Bodhi's throat, lips pressing to skin again and again as his breath came in shorter, shallower gasps. They hadn't quite managed to actually discard their clothes, but Poe had still managed to get his hand gripped around Bodhi's cock, stroking it almost worshipfully as he kissed the man's neck, his own pressed hard against the seam of his jeans, the fly fully open but his undwear still keeping him trapped, the bulge straining useless at cloth. He pressed another hard kiss to Bodhi's throat, then his collar bone, then to his chest, shifting his body down as he strokes, his laps making a clear line south.]

[ Bodhi couldn't really pinpoint when things between him and Poe had changed. He wants to say it's been there for a while, he's considered Poe as one of the most important people he's met here, but - he too had thought it was more familial kind of love. The kind of love he's felt for his friends.

He's not sorry to be wrong in this instance.

It was before he broke his ankle, but he hadn't realized it. Not right away. But this is the first time he's aware that Poe's feelings might be... similar. One minute he's laughing as he's joking about giving his foot a kiss to make it all better.

And he'd thought it'd be it.

They'd lie on the couch and watch a movie until they both fell asleep, as they have in the past.

But Poe's mouth is so gentle against the injury, so tender and his breath hitches in his chest as the man's mouth moves to his own and hand reaches under his trousers to his hardening cock. It's a welcome change, shift in the mood in the room. ]

Poe...

[ It's half a plea, urging him to keep going. He throws an arm around the other man's waist, fingers stroking the skin of his back under his shirt. Too many clothes between them. ]

[Poe presses another warm kiss to Bodhi's chest, pushing fabric out of the way as he continues, lingering at Bodhi's naval to lightly nip at the skin before continuing downwards. With his free hand he pulls the waist of Bodhi's trousers down, pulling them down the man's thigh so that he has easier access to the cock that he was still stroking with a loving - yet slightly urgent - rhythm. The way that his name fell from Bodhi's lips made a shiver run up his spine and he paused, glancing up to catch the sight of his face, before he dipped his head back down, his hand stilling as he pressing his lips to the heated head of Bodhi's cock.

His plan was fairly simple. He was going to give Bodhi the best blow job of his life. That was the entire plan. He hadn't really factored himself into it - at least not yet - because at the present moment, watching Bodhi come completely undone with pleasure was very, very much its own reward.

The man got too little of it in the first place.

So being able to provide it - however meagerly - sent a thrill through Poe that leant a slight tremble to his grip as his lips parted and with his tongue drew Bodhi's cock into his mouth.

He wanted to get his name said like that again. That was for damn sure.]

[ He doesn't know when someone last touched him, gentle, and loving and attentive like the way Poe currently did. There had been an occasional fling, as a pilot - but it had only been that. Not much behind it, besides someone to waste a little time with. And even here, Bodhi had never really given love or relationships a thought, knowing how fleeting things could be.

But that's a thought far from his mind. And this isn't just some fleeting thing, not with Poe. With Poe's hands stroking him, and skilled tongue continuing it's way down his body, stopping briefly, lips parting to take his length in his mouth - he sucks in a deep breath and fists one hand tight on the
material of the blanket underneath. He'd only ever imagined how it might feel, and reality is better than any fantasy he could come up with in the middle of the night. ]

D-don't stop.

Edited 2018-03-30 07:53 (UTC)

[His tongue circled the head of Bodhi's cock in his mouth, lapping gently at the precum building there before he slid his lips further down, his cheeks hollowing as he began to suck. His mouth was too busy to give a reply, so instead he moaned his affirmation, the vibrations trembling through his lips and down Bodhi's length. He kept one hand firm on the base of his cock, keeping it aimed fully upright as he lowered his mouth onto it, his head bobbing as he took more of Bodhi's shaft with every stroke, until his nose brushed the curled hair at the base, and Bodhi's cock hit the back of Poe's throat. (Poe had long ago learned how to manage his gag reflex.)

His free hand kept tugging at Bodhi's clothes, pulling his pants right down to the man's ankles, until he was bare from the waist down - then he gripped into Bodhi's thigh, fingers kneading, as he started to thrust down with his mouth, taking him again and again, determined to make Bodhi moan and writhe and beg for more.]

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almost posted this in ic contact, woops - MoM slightly future AU?

that'd be an interesting uh... development hah

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