[The sudden shift leaves Peter not particularly prepared for Leo thrusting into him so deeply. Much less holding himself there buried in Peter. The brunette feels so full, and its overwhelming. Peter moans, pressing his cheek into the mattress as he sucks in a excited breath. His legs feel so weak under him.
The rub of his scutes against Peter's ass and the way the scratches tingle when he's pressed further into the mattress just add to the feeling. Leo's claws digging in just earns a pleased breathy sound from the brunette. It hurts, but in a way Peter likes.
The hard slam just knocks all the air out of Peter for the moment as he cries out. Peter might be embarrassed later by how loud that was. At this point, the base should know what the two are doing.
The sense of control he did have about their shared ninpo loosened further. Leo was definitely feeling the reverb of his own actions through their connection.]
[It's so much. It's overwhelming. Leo has to stop and get his breath, feeling like he's been gutted and then overfilled again. He's trembling, only a little, as he leans down to press his face against Peter's back, his hand searching for Peter's to squeezes gently. Okay.
Okay.
Breathe.
He doesn't move again, not for a minute or two. But his voice is shaky.] 'Kay... Vibe check. You okay?
[Peter just squeezes Leo's hand in turn, breathing out a shaky sound. His voice decidedly husky and a little shaky. He can't quite compute the vibe check for a second.]
Sorry. [He's now realizing their ninpo being open right now is not the best idea. He manages to close the connection a bit more.] My fault.
[Leo leans down, inching out of him just a little so he can lay on top of him and wrap an arm around his middle, still squeezing Peter's hand with his other. They're both warm like this, can feel Peter already a little sweaty where his arms touch. He kisses his husband's shoulder lightly, a few times.]
You're gorgeous like this. Y'know that? Glad only I get to see this.
[Peter releases a soft breathy laugh, trying to peer up at Leo. He eventually gives up the ghost just resting his cheek against the bed. The cool fabric of the sheets a relief against the heat radiating off of him.
Leo's weight just resting on top of him is already just enough to help Peter feel a little more grounded. The kisses certainly help too.]
I could say the same for you, Mr. Parker-Hamato. [A gentle tease, his voice is still husky.] Every time I look at you, the more I fall in love with you.
Nope, no limits. [He answers back easily, his smile brightening at the peck to the corner of his mouth. He squeezes Leo's hand again in his own.]
This is a forever and always for me. [They both know this, but it feels nice to offer reassurance. A comfort both need given how their lives have changed so drastically in the last few years. They had both given up so much, lost so much, but they still had each other.
Peter hopes they never have to face that problem in the future.]
[He squeezes his husband's hand right back. Another thought and he moves to kiss at his neck, right where his hairline starts at the nape. Goes about his day peppering little kisses all along it to the back of his jaw.]
[Peter hums back, letting his eyes go half-lidded. The gentle affection on Leo's part softens Peter's expression. He loosens up a bit further.
He's already starting to regain his breath at this point, relaxed in a more comfortable manner compared to the accidental overstimulation both of them were dealing with earlier.]
[He laughs a little to himself, just gently rolling his hips a couple times. Getting the rhythm again after having stopped for a few minutes. Another push, and Leo moves to resituate his on his knees to get a better angle for him and keep moving. Gently again this time.]
Think we'd get Don to get us a soundproofed room at that point.
[Peter moans softly at the testing of the rhythm, just trying to rock into those where he can.
The brunette is in no rush to pick up the pace again. He's gasping openly when a particular thrust goes a little deeper than expected. Whilst this position definitely scratches a primal urge in Leonardo's brain, it does the same for Peter in a way he can't articulate.
The angle is also very nice if he has to pinpoint something specific.]
I'm sure no one in base would make eye contact with us for weeks, god.
[It's easy to say, smiling against the back of Peter's shoulder. He nips a little spot where he knows the skin is sensitive after this many years. He really misses swimming pools to do this in. That would be the ultimate turtle instinct brain for Leo. But the Krang had to take that way too, like so much else.
He keeps moving, slow and steady now that he's got it going.]
Think - I think I know what I wa-ant for round two though.
It'd be worth it though. [He muses in passing before squirming a little at the bite. He groans openly, not able to keep himself as quiet as he should be. Leo's thrusts feel good, the bite just added to it.
Leo's plastron isn't rubbing against Peter's back particularly hard yet, but, Peter can guess when they get closer to orgasm number one, it'll grind into his back just fine.]
[It will, and it'll rub against those scratches even though Leo can see they're already starting to heal. A shame, really. He'll have to try again another time. For now, he presses a kiss on one of them, just at the edge.
God, that groan is good though. He moves his free hand to Peter's front, rubbing against his middle for now.]
[The kiss against the edge of one of the scratches feels good. It makes his breath stutter briefly.]
That I can do. [Now Peter was wishing he did have a strap on of some kind to make that come to full fruition. Leo would look good like that. The thought makes him tighten around Leo slightly without really realizing it.]
Makes me wish I had some webbing, I think we deserve that.
Oooh my god please. [The chemicals to make Peter's webbing is so scarce and precious right now, but he would do a lot of things to be able to spare some. Especially feeling the way Peter tightens around him, squeezing as he thrusts in harder with that wet slick and warmth.
The hand on Peter's front slides along the skin over the sheets, pinching and twisting his nipple to add to the sensations right now, wanting Peter to feel everything. Feel too much, feel just shy of oversensitive. The little noises Peter makes are so, so good. Enough to keep Leo on edge, falling onto instinct and wanting to do a lot more to Peter in this position.]
Just use my bandana to- Tttooooo- [He pants heavily against Peter's ear, nipping at the earlobe gently before letting go and pressing his forehead against his shoulder.] To tie my wrists up. Can- probably grab other stuff around here for the rest.
I think- [He groans a little at a particular thrust, and the feeling of his husband's hands moving across his body. His eyes slide closed for a moment as he tries to get his breath back to speak. He isn't achieving it all that quickly.
Unsurprisingly, the brunette is rutting back into the thrusts. Likely not helping Leo's battle against his instincts any. Leo's hands feel perfect on his body, and Peter just wants more.] I have a vial- on me. Just- in my suit.
[Peter bites the inside of his cheek at the panting against his ear, followed the nipping.] I- I- can definitely do that. Make sure you're not going anywhere until I'm done with you.
[Leo groans into his skin, muffling it biting into Peter's shoulder as he thrusts down to the hilt. It's good. It's so, so good, Peter always feels good and it's been so long since they've done this.
But even then, just the thought of being properly tied up and at Peter's mercy lights a fire under his skin. Leo's hips pick up the pace a little faster for quick, shallow thrusts.]
[Peter gasps a little at Leo's thrusts all but burying him so deeply into Peter. He rocks into his husband a little desperately, pressing his cheek against the sheets. He's breathing heavily, able to tell he's getting closer to his orgasm at this point. The teasing from earlier definitely helped.]
It won't be- it won't be teasing soon enough. [That is a threat.]
[He manages to ask it with a smirk, even panting as he is. Leo trails his fingers along Peter's sides to grip at his hips and hold him steady. He can feel his husband clenching around him now; he squeezes Peter's hips tight, hoping to maybe leave some bruises for a few minutes before they heal up.]
Because you can-can't make a thhhhhh-threat like that and not. Not follow through.
Yes- it's- definitely a threat- [He arches his back with the next thrust, relishing in the tight squeeze to his hips.
This is everything Peter wants, Leo's weight on top of him and the feeling of his husband buried in him.] I'm going to get you- [He's panting a little, probably making the threat less than scary. Right now, he doesn't care too much about being scary as he is interested in being fucked by his husband.]
[He bites at Peter's shoulder again, leaving little bite bruises along the way. He does shift, just a little, to press Peter's chest to the mattress, down a little further for easier leverage to roll into him. Trying to find the right angle to get a louder noise out of Peter; any pretense of being quiet is out the window after earlier, there isn't any reason now to try and hide what they're doing.]
God, you're perfect. Feeling you like this, under me- [He tightens his grip on Peter's hips.] Taking everything not to- To just let loose to instinct.
[Peter hums his response initially, the sound and vibration likely lost in being pressed down into the mattress. Peter is panting audibly, just trying to keep himself quiet still out of instinct.
It is becoming increasingly harder to keep that sense of control. He whines a little as he's pressed down into place. His grip tightens on the blankets on their bed, just sticking to it vaguely without thinking about it.
He moans loudly as Leo shifts enough to find just the right place, making Peter tighten around him.]
Do it, I wanna- I wanna feel it. Fuck me. [He practically growls at Leo, just rocking into him harder.]
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The rub of his scutes against Peter's ass and the way the scratches tingle when he's pressed further into the mattress just add to the feeling. Leo's claws digging in just earns a pleased breathy sound from the brunette. It hurts, but in a way Peter likes.
The hard slam just knocks all the air out of Peter for the moment as he cries out. Peter might be embarrassed later by how loud that was. At this point, the base should know what the two are doing.
The sense of control he did have about their shared ninpo loosened further. Leo was definitely feeling the reverb of his own actions through their connection.]
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Okay.
Breathe.
He doesn't move again, not for a minute or two. But his voice is shaky.] 'Kay... Vibe check. You okay?
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Sorry. [He's now realizing their ninpo being open right now is not the best idea. He manages to close the connection a bit more.] My fault.
M'good, just- uh hold me for a second.
[He needs to recenter a little.]
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[This time with more feeling.]
Yeah, I got you.
[Leo leans down, inching out of him just a little so he can lay on top of him and wrap an arm around his middle, still squeezing Peter's hand with his other. They're both warm like this, can feel Peter already a little sweaty where his arms touch. He kisses his husband's shoulder lightly, a few times.]
You're gorgeous like this. Y'know that? Glad only I get to see this.
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Leo's weight just resting on top of him is already just enough to help Peter feel a little more grounded. The kisses certainly help too.]
I could say the same for you, Mr. Parker-Hamato. [A gentle tease, his voice is still husky.] Every time I look at you, the more I fall in love with you.
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Yeah? Thought you were at that limit already a while back.
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This is a forever and always for me. [They both know this, but it feels nice to offer reassurance. A comfort both need given how their lives have changed so drastically in the last few years. They had both given up so much, lost so much, but they still had each other.
Peter hopes they never have to face that problem in the future.]
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[He squeezes his husband's hand right back. Another thought and he moves to kiss at his neck, right where his hairline starts at the nape. Goes about his day peppering little kisses all along it to the back of his jaw.]
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He's already starting to regain his breath at this point, relaxed in a more comfortable manner compared to the accidental overstimulation both of them were dealing with earlier.]
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[He thumbs circles against Peter's hand, continuing that gentle affection along Peter's jaw that he can reach.]
Just let me know when you're ready again.
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He chuckles a little as he adds.] I'll try to keep our ninpo closed this time. I think it nearly killed both of us.
I'll keep it in mind if we wanna get off like... immediately in the future I guess.
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[He laughs a little to himself, just gently rolling his hips a couple times. Getting the rhythm again after having stopped for a few minutes. Another push, and Leo moves to resituate his on his knees to get a better angle for him and keep moving. Gently again this time.]
Think we'd get Don to get us a soundproofed room at that point.
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The brunette is in no rush to pick up the pace again. He's gasping openly when a particular thrust goes a little deeper than expected. Whilst this position definitely scratches a primal urge in Leonardo's brain, it does the same for Peter in a way he can't articulate.
The angle is also very nice if he has to pinpoint something specific.]
I'm sure no one in base would make eye contact with us for weeks, god.
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[It's easy to say, smiling against the back of Peter's shoulder. He nips a little spot where he knows the skin is sensitive after this many years. He really misses swimming pools to do this in. That would be the ultimate turtle instinct brain for Leo. But the Krang had to take that way too, like so much else.
He keeps moving, slow and steady now that he's got it going.]
Think - I think I know what I wa-ant for round two though.
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Leo's plastron isn't rubbing against Peter's back particularly hard yet, but, Peter can guess when they get closer to orgasm number one, it'll grind into his back just fine.]
Y-yeah? What is it?
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God, that groan is good though. He moves his free hand to Peter's front, rubbing against his middle for now.]
Blindfold me. Tie me up, have your way with me.
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That I can do. [Now Peter was wishing he did have a strap on of some kind to make that come to full fruition. Leo would look good like that. The thought makes him tighten around Leo slightly without really realizing it.]
Makes me wish I had some webbing, I think we deserve that.
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The hand on Peter's front slides along the skin over the sheets, pinching and twisting his nipple to add to the sensations right now, wanting Peter to feel everything. Feel too much, feel just shy of oversensitive. The little noises Peter makes are so, so good. Enough to keep Leo on edge, falling onto instinct and wanting to do a lot more to Peter in this position.]
Just use my bandana to- Tttooooo- [He pants heavily against Peter's ear, nipping at the earlobe gently before letting go and pressing his forehead against his shoulder.] To tie my wrists up. Can- probably grab other stuff around here for the rest.
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Unsurprisingly, the brunette is rutting back into the thrusts. Likely not helping Leo's battle against his instincts any. Leo's hands feel perfect on his body, and Peter just wants more.] I have a vial- on me. Just- in my suit.
[Peter bites the inside of his cheek at the panting against his ear, followed the nipping.] I- I- can definitely do that. Make sure you're not going anywhere until I'm done with you.
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But even then, just the thought of being properly tied up and at Peter's mercy lights a fire under his skin. Leo's hips pick up the pace a little faster for quick, shallow thrusts.]
Fuck- fuck, you can't t-tease me like that.
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It won't be- it won't be teasing soon enough. [That is a threat.]
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[He manages to ask it with a smirk, even panting as he is. Leo trails his fingers along Peter's sides to grip at his hips and hold him steady. He can feel his husband clenching around him now; he squeezes Peter's hips tight, hoping to maybe leave some bruises for a few minutes before they heal up.]
Because you can-can't make a thhhhhh-threat like that and not. Not follow through.
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This is everything Peter wants, Leo's weight on top of him and the feeling of his husband buried in him.] I'm going to get you- [He's panting a little, probably making the threat less than scary. Right now, he doesn't care too much about being scary as he is interested in being fucked by his husband.]
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[He bites at Peter's shoulder again, leaving little bite bruises along the way. He does shift, just a little, to press Peter's chest to the mattress, down a little further for easier leverage to roll into him. Trying to find the right angle to get a louder noise out of Peter; any pretense of being quiet is out the window after earlier, there isn't any reason now to try and hide what they're doing.]
God, you're perfect. Feeling you like this, under me- [He tightens his grip on Peter's hips.] Taking everything not to- To just let loose to instinct.
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It is becoming increasingly harder to keep that sense of control. He whines a little as he's pressed down into place. His grip tightens on the blankets on their bed, just sticking to it vaguely without thinking about it.
He moans loudly as Leo shifts enough to find just the right place, making Peter tighten around him.]
Do it, I wanna- I wanna feel it. Fuck me. [He practically growls at Leo, just rocking into him harder.]
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