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[Closed] When the Loneliness Strikes
WHO: Tommy Shepherd, Gar Logan, Wanda Maximoff
WHERE: Tommy's Dome, Wanda's Dome
WHAT: Alone Event - Comforting
WHEN: July 13th and on
WARNINGS: Traumatic history, references to torture and mental abuse, one thread may lead to sex, it will be marked when it gets there.
Waking Up Alone | Closed to Gar
There was a specific sort of feeling that comes with waking up, one that Tommy hasn't felt in a long time. The last time this had happened had been when he was locked up, when he wasn't sure what day it was, what month, what year. When the only thing that was certain was that he would be awoken and there would be pain.
It was a sense that came with every morning, waking up in an empty space, walls he could touch with both hands at once by just reaching out, it had nearly driven him mad. And now his personal dome gave off the same feeling. Isolation, darkness. There was no one there.
The pain is so deep, the fear so overpowering. Tommy blurs around his dome at full speed, searching, seeking trying to find something that he knew couldn't be found. The certainty was absolute, and he found himself screaming into the void around him. They were all gone. They were gone and they had left him, all alone in the darkness. Where was Gar? Hadn't Gar come by earlier? Why had he left? He had promised, hadn't he? Promised he would be here with Tommy, and now he was gone too.
Just before the nightmare faded from his dome, Tommy found himself collapsing onto his couch and trying so hard not to sob.
United In Pain | Closed to Wanda
When it all passes and he has a moment, Tommy does the only thing that makes sense. He races to Wanda's dome, hands immediately coming up to start pounding on her door. After how he'd felt, he needed to not be alone. He needed to be near his mother, the only true family he had here. Maybe she wasn't HIS Wanda, but she would get it, right? The fear of being alone, of being isolated. Worse, he knew it would have to be so much more for her, because she had lost people in ways he didn't know that others would really get.
[OOC: If someone wants Tommy in particular around related to this, hit me up with a message here or on plurk
churbooseanon and I can make something.]
WHERE: Tommy's Dome, Wanda's Dome
WHAT: Alone Event - Comforting
WHEN: July 13th and on
WARNINGS: Traumatic history, references to torture and mental abuse, one thread may lead to sex, it will be marked when it gets there.
Waking Up Alone | Closed to Gar
There was a specific sort of feeling that comes with waking up, one that Tommy hasn't felt in a long time. The last time this had happened had been when he was locked up, when he wasn't sure what day it was, what month, what year. When the only thing that was certain was that he would be awoken and there would be pain.
It was a sense that came with every morning, waking up in an empty space, walls he could touch with both hands at once by just reaching out, it had nearly driven him mad. And now his personal dome gave off the same feeling. Isolation, darkness. There was no one there.
The pain is so deep, the fear so overpowering. Tommy blurs around his dome at full speed, searching, seeking trying to find something that he knew couldn't be found. The certainty was absolute, and he found himself screaming into the void around him. They were all gone. They were gone and they had left him, all alone in the darkness. Where was Gar? Hadn't Gar come by earlier? Why had he left? He had promised, hadn't he? Promised he would be here with Tommy, and now he was gone too.
Just before the nightmare faded from his dome, Tommy found himself collapsing onto his couch and trying so hard not to sob.
United In Pain | Closed to Wanda
When it all passes and he has a moment, Tommy does the only thing that makes sense. He races to Wanda's dome, hands immediately coming up to start pounding on her door. After how he'd felt, he needed to not be alone. He needed to be near his mother, the only true family he had here. Maybe she wasn't HIS Wanda, but she would get it, right? The fear of being alone, of being isolated. Worse, he knew it would have to be so much more for her, because she had lost people in ways he didn't know that others would really get.
[OOC: If someone wants Tommy in particular around related to this, hit me up with a message here or on plurk
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He frowns and thinks about it. It's interesting. But he needs to think about it.
"I've, uh, tried on myself some. Fingers and that."
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"It's not like I haven't experimented too and ... we both know how sex works. We can't just put it off forever because neither of us are experienced..."
Please don't put it off forever.
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"Okay. Then we're going to do this."
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"So easy to convince. I like it."
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But only the second time. The first time he was shocked. Because, you know, tiger. Whatever.
"Nudge," he says, poking at Gar's legs.
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"You should know, you're really fucking hot. I feel like you really should hear that right now."
He smiles and pops the cap on the lube.
"You wanna, you know, top or bottom?"
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Gar doesn't look away from the other and the words curl heat through him but also a warmth that's more than just sexual. He relishes the other finding him attractive, the way he could feel him wanting him in his words. He lets his legs fall open a bit more and doesn't look away from the other as he does.
"Bottom," he says after a couple seconds, maybe that wouldn't always be the answer but it's usually how he imagined it.
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Guerin. Who wasn't here. Whatever. He doesn't miss him. Well, not for this.
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"I'd tell you," he says and maybe there's a little twinge of jealousy but it's probably better one of them has had sex with a guy before.
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I'm a man whore. It's his thought. He doesn't say it. Instead he sighs and tries to move on. Better to focus on good things. Like the way his fingers slip back between Gar's legs to tease at him.
"This part I've done to myself a bit. I think I won't mess it up."
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"You're not going to mess up any of it."
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"I just want you to enjoy it."
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Gar feels The first real hit of nerves when the other’s fingers pressed against his entrance. There’s a brief tensing before he takes a deep breath and relaxes.
“I want you. I’m going to enjoy it Tommy.”
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"I'm going to enjoy making you enjoy it."
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"You like that, don't you baby?"
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He could probably get Gar off like this. Perfect.
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"I guess I won the lottery," Gar says lightly, his breath getting heavier as the other fingers continued moving, more and more and it feels so good. It's harder to stay still, to not arch his back or press back onto the other's fingers. His cock is already leaking against his stomach. That's a lot of pleasure, a lot of intense pleasure.
"Tommy..."
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"Want me to stop and just, you know, get in you?"
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Gar whimpers a little at the question and a part of him doesn't want it to stop. It feels so good but then a part of him is thinking that the other's cock might feel even better.
"Yeah, yes."
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With that his fingers slip out of Gar and he's scrambling around for a condom. When he finds one he is quick to roll it on and shift Gar's legs to find a proper place to start pushing into him from.
"Gar? I love you."
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Gar wraps an arm around the other as the other starts to push into him. That feels amazing, it burns a little as he stretches but he doesn't mind that part, he even enjoys that. The other's confession shocks him and he stares up at Tommy. It's kind of the last thing he expects to hear but hearing it... he knows.
"I love you too."
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