thewidewideworld | AU week - telling the tale.

Sin takes Athelstan's hand and leads him through a door and then another, and up a narrow flight of stairs that seem to be hidden in the walls. To another door that looks like it should be locked but isn't. (Or isn't locked anymore.)

The journey leads them into the roof and a flatish section of tiles where they can sit and look out over the lake, protected from the breeze.

"Come, sit with me." Sin strolls across the tiles, sure as a mountain goat till he finds a good spot to sit with their backs against a chimney.

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thewidewideworld

Sin shakes his head. "You... you've done enough. I'm ready for you. Please, Athelstan? I need you."

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athelstanthescribe

He nods, leans in for another steadying kiss, and uses his hands to guide himself inside.

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thewidewideworld

Sin tries not to push back too hard or too fast, panting roughly. "Beautiful Athelstan. Oh yes!" He moans and hides his face in Athelstan's neck.

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athelstanthescribe

Athelstan tips it back up, gently, to kiss him. "I want to see your face. So I know this is good."

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thewidewideworld

"It is." Sin moans, moving slowly to take Athelstan deeper. "It's so good." His eyes are hazy with passion as he returns the kisses.

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athelstanthescribe

For all he hasn't done this before, going purely on instinct seems to be working well enough.

"Help me make it as good as it could be."

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thewidewideworld

Sin bites his lip. What he wants most, Athelstan may not be ready for - to be put on his knees and fucked hard from behind.

Instead he rolls Athelstan into his back and straddles him, impaling himself slowly.

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athelstanthescribe

Yeah, he doesn't have the aggression in him to do it that way, even consensually - at least not yet.

He arches up into Sin, pushing back.

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thewidewideworld

Sin mutters encouragement and praise between shallow pants, leaning in to kiss Athelstan. He guides Athelstan's hands to his breasts and rides him, slowly and deeply.

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athelstanthescribe

Athelstan strokes Sin's breasts, smooth and repetitive, his thumbs brushing their sides over and over again as he finds a pace.

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thewidewideworld

Sin groans and lifts his hands, holding them above his head as he moves with the fluid grace of a dancer. A tilt of his narrow hips has the angle just right and he cries out again, tightening and thickening.

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athelstanthescribe

Sin is very much taking the lead here, even as the receptive partner, and that's just how Athelstan likes it. Not wanting to throw them off that angle, he thrusts upwards without otherwise moving, eyes wide and fixed on Sin.

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thewidewideworld

Sin moans, biting his lip as Athelstan's thrust finds the right spot perfectly. His dark eyes hold Athelstan's, his cheeks and lips flushed as he moves with sinuous grace, looking more like a dancer that someone being fucked.

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athelstanthescribe

He's a beautiful sight to see, now more than ever, and Athelstan doesn't look away even as he moves against him, hands sliding over damp skin.

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thewidewideworld

Sin rocks against him, enjoying the easy, deep pace. His cock thickens to almost full as he finds that spot over and over.

He leans in to kiss Athelstan again, whispering his name.

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athelstanthescribe

It's echoed with his own name, their gaze still locked, and Athelstan presses up against him.

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thewidewideworld

"Don't hold back, if you don't want to." Sin whispers, taking Athelstan's hands and pressing them to the pillows. "I'm not as fragile as I seem and I can go on like this for hours. If you feel you want more or harder or want to change position, do it. I'm all yours."

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athelstanthescribe

"Let's try it harder", he murmurs back, and rolls them over carefully.

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thewidewideworld

Sin spreads himself beneath Athelstan, keeping him inside as they roll. He leans up to kiss Athelstan as he begins to move, letting Athelstan know it's okay. The feeling of his cock trapped between them is wonderfully distracting and he moans softly.

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athelstanthescribe

Athelstan rubs against him tenderly, and a hand strays down to Sin's cock while it's still hard.

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thewidewideworld

Sin bucks and cries softly, pressing into the touch. He keeps moving with Athelstan's thrusts, letting his head fall back. "Yes. Sweet Athelstan, please?"

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athelstanthescribe

He's got more of an idea of how to do this, from watching and feeling it done to him, and his hand is almost confident as he touches and strokes.

His thrusts continue, harder and faster.

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thewidewideworld

Sin curses himself for now giving more to Athelstan. This is another first for him after all but his thrusts are finding the right place and his touch his so warm and good Sin feels like he might actually cum this time.