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It was gone. The silverwood tree was finally gone from Qifrey. He could rest. He could relax. He could finally live normally.
After putting the girls to bed, Qifrey made his way over to Olruggio’s side of the atelier. Ever since he could finally feel peace, they’ve eliminated all the secrets, finally gone after what will make them happy. Pushing Qifrey’s limits has been part of it, as he always held himself back in fear of the tree taking over.
The hardest part has been sex.
Qifrey and Olruggio have slept together long before the parasite was removed, but Qifrey always claimed he was a stone top, refusing any kind of touch from Olruggio. Even if he wanted to, Qifrey wouldn't masturbate afterward, as Olruggio was too positive of an influence in his life. And he knew Olruggio felt guilty about only receiving. That guilt just added on to his life.
But it’s gone now.
And Olruggio was determined to make his lover feel as amazing as he could.
But, it is a slow process. And Olruggio never wants to rush him.
Closing the door behind him, Qifrey showed a soft smile as he looked up at Olruggio’s bed. His eyes were filled with hearts as he processed that he could feel comfortable around his childhood friend. He could feel the phantom pain of a branch growing, but it wasn’t as bad as when they first started so long ago.
Walking up the steps, Qifrey got on the bed and placed his hand on Olruggio’s shoulder. “Hello there.” He said softly. He tilted his head, taking in every inch of his lover's face.
“I’ve missed you.” Olruggio says, his hand holding Qifrey’s hip and pulling him into a soft kiss. Their lips touched, not for the first time, but sparks flew as if it were. It always felt like that.
When they first started doing this, a long kiss was all Qifrey could handle before the anxiety took over. He would grip Olruggio’s clothes, take the time he needed to calm down, before beginning again. But he grew, and was far enough to feel comfortable doing something new.
Qifrey has never been on the receiving end before. But he was fine with it taking all night if that meant he could lay with Olruggio, sharing their warmth and love.
As they kissed, Qifrey moved his hand to touch Olruggio’s hair. He cupped his head, trying to pull him closer. The kiss that was originally filled with love and comfort, quickly turned into lust and need. Who could blame him for being so eager?
Olruggio ended up falling against the pillows, laughing softly as Qifrey tried to pull him back up. “It’s alright.” He said, moving to take his shirt off. Qifrey stared for a few moments, taking in every piece of him. No words could describe all the feelings Qifrey had toward the black-haired man.
“Can I start off with…” Qifrey didn’t need to finish his sentence for the other man to understand. He wanted to start off with something he was already comfortable with, something he’s done so many times before. Olruggio nodded and allowed the other to take off his pants and boxers. Moving back to his lips, Qifrey kissed him as he began to finger Olruggio. Seeing as the man was already turned on, he didn’t need to grab any lube yet.
Circling his fingers around his clit, he made sure to start slow. Olruggio’s breath hitched slightly, but not enough to pull away from the kiss. He kept their lips together, doing his best to only breathe through his nose. With what their relationship used to be, Olruggio couldn’t help but be greedy and take every part of Qifrey that he could. He wasn’t going to let him slip through his fingers so easily.
Interesting a finger, Olruggio broke the kiss and pressed their foreheads together. “I honestly thought you were going to eat me out.” He laughed, his hand returning to Qifrey’s hip. “Well, I was thinking we could start off with oral for me.” Qifrey whispered, nervous at the thought.
It was odd for him to think about how many times he’s pleased Olruggio, but never let him do the same back. In his mind, receiving oral first would make him gauge how he’d feel about being fucked afterward. If he’d be comfortable with that tonight or have to wait again.
“I can do that.” But Olruggio wasn’t going to sit there and allow himself to not give back until then. Now that he could, he wanted to spoil Qifrey with everything he could. Starting off slow, he just rubbed his palm against the growing bulge. He could feel it twitch underneath his touch, almost as if acknowledging how touch-starved Qifrey was.
With their makeout sessions, Olruggio had made sure to touch Qifrey back, get him used to it, but this was the first time it was sexual touch from him, not just squeezing around his body.
With how touch-starved he was, a whimper left Qifrey’s lips, distracting him for a moment. “Olly…” It was such a small action, but it was all so new for him. And it was supposed to get better from here?
“Lay down for me, Love.” Olruggio said, pushing him back, removing Qifrey’s fingers from himself. He removed Qifrey’s pants, letting him keep the shirt on. Lying between his legs, Olruggio took his dick in hand and began stroking it, slowly, taking a long lick up the side. Qifrey shuttered, gripping the blanket below him.
This was fine. He was fine. He wasn’t going to let the anxiety take over him, he wanted this more than anything. He’s dreamed of this day with Olly.
As Olruggio wrapped his lips around his cock, fully slipping it inside his mouth, his other hand held onto his thigh, squeezing him softly, hoping it could help him relax. And soon enough he did, relaxing into the plush bed, staring up at the ceiling doing his best to enjoy himself. He could let loose, vocalize just how good Olruggio was treating him.
A few shaky breaths later, Qifrey was finally allowing himself to moan, letting the vibrations hit Olruggio’s ears. His arms covered his face, trying to hide the fact that he was beginning to cry. Again, it wasn’t there anymore, but he could feel the branches reaching out through his head, trying to prohibit him from continuing this moment. But at the same time, the actual lack of branches made him cry with relief.
But of course, Olruggio figured out what was going on. He got on his knees, grabbing Qifrey’s arms and slowly pulling them away.
“Tell me how you’re feeling.” He said softly, not wanting to scare him.
“Good-- Very good.” He said through sniffles, wiping his eyes.
“You’re okay.” Olruggio cupped both of his cheeks, pressing their foreheads together. Qifrey cried a little harder, holding Olruggio tighter, as if he would disappear if he let go. His roots were still reaching for him, even if the tree was gone. Olruggio carefully returned the hug, letting him take as much time as he needed.
Qifrey felt pathetic that he needed to do this, but he knows Olruggio understands. He knows Olruggio would wait a lifetime for Qifrey. He already did. But that just made him sob harder.
“Don’t worry about me. This is all for you, Qifrey.” He said, running his fingers through his hair. This kindness was truly too much. But the phantom pain wasn’t as prevalent as before. Hearing Olruggio’s voice truly helped ease his thoughts. Almost as if Olruggio the Torch was actively burning away the tree.
Taking a few deep breaths, Qifrey looked back at him, giving him that soft smile that Olruggio knew so well.
“There’s my boy.” Olruggio kissed his head before moving slowly down his body. He made sure to look up at Qifrey, looking for any signs to stop. But there weren’t. Qifrey was alright again. He felt genuinely safe at this moment. He could feel safe with no strings attached.
Back to sucking him off, Olruggio held Qifrey’s hand with his free one. Meanwhile Qifrey’s other hand was in Olly’s hair, running his fingers through the strands as his head bobbed up and down.
A knot tightened in Qifrey’s stomach, a brand new sensation for him. As it swelled, Qifrey leaned forward, folding his body partly in half.
“Ol-olly--” But Olruggio wasn’t stopping. If Qifrey was into edging, that would be something to do in the future. Right now, he was going to give him an orgasm, no matter what. Qifrey deserves to feel that satisfaction more than anything else.
Tightening his grip on his hair and hand, Qifrey tensed up for one more moment before arching his back, releasing everything. Well, except for his grip. He felt the cum shoot out, not even realizing he filled Olruggio’s mouth until too late. Qifrey curled up, his body shaking with the aftermath. Is that how good it felt? The immense pleasure, even if it were just for a moment, was so good. Just thinking about it again made his body twitch.
Coming too, Qifrey quickly let go of Olruggio’s hair and lifted him off of his cock. Cum leaked down his chin and rolled down his chest. “Oh please tell me you didn’t swallow that.” Qifrey pouted.
“Not all of it.” Olruggio smirked as he wiped his mouth. He kissed Qifrey once more, soaking in how good it felt to please his partner.
Holding each other, soaking in the moment, Olruggio didn’t even want to pull away to ask his question. But he wanted to know.
“Do you want to continue?” He stared into Qifrey’s eye, continuing with his gentle tone. Qifrey’s breath caught in his throat for a moment, but he nodded. He was ready. Even if it took three hours just to get inside of Qifrey, he was ready.
As much as Olruggio wanted clear consent to it, he knew this was the best Qifrey would give him. Kissing his head, Olruggio leaned over the side of the bed to grab his strap.
“How do you want me?” He asked as he put the harness on. After thinking for a moment, Qifrey got on his hands and knees, ass facing Olruggio. Once Olly was ready, he poured a generous amount of lube onto his fingers, as well as Qifrey’s hole.
Slipping a finger inside, he took his time in preparing Qifrey. He rubbed his back, giving words of reassurance the entire time. Once he was finally stretched enough, Olruggio got on his knees and pressed the dildo against his hole.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes.”
It was the most desperate and needy Olruggio’s ever heard him. To be able to hear more of this as their future progressed… Olruggio had never felt more satisfied.
Pushing into him, Olruggio went all the way in, holding his lover's hips and allowing him to get used to the intrusion.
Qifrey was gripping the covers, trying to relax his body. The branches were back, but he was far enough along to know it wasn’t real. He was still safe. He felt them metaphorically shrink, disappear far away so they could never bother him again.
“You can move.” He said, finally relaxing into the bed. Olruggio began thrusting his hips, keeping a slow pace. Qifrey moaned into the sheets, feeling shutters go all-throughout his body. Before long, Olruggio was leaning over Qifrey, making sure he could see him.
Looking up at him, Qifrey pressed their lips together once more. Tears left his eye again, but they were tears of happiness this time. He had overcome so much in such a short amount of time. Who would’ve guessed he would get this far in one night, when it had taken them weeks for Qifrey to even feel comfortable making out.
“I love you, Olruggio.” He said. He could say it without fear and, trust, he said it as often as he could now. “I love you too, Qifrey. More than anything.”
It truly felt like love-making between these two. Qifrey wanted to be on his hands and knees to avoid Olruggio’s face, give him that small barrier, but now, all he wanted was to be laying on his back, holding him close. Which Olruggio could easily read from his body language.
Pulling out, Olruggio helped him onto his back, before pushing back in. He grabbed both of Qifrey’s wrists, pining them above his head. Olruggio was getting ahead of himself, but he didn’t care. He was pleasing Qifrey with everything he could. His free hand went to Qifrey’s cock, jerking him off in time with his thrusts. He was helpless beneath him, which both men were okay with.
With so much stimulation, Qifrey was cumming against both of their chests. His back arched again, with beautiful moans leaving his lips, ones that Olruggio couldn’t get enough of.
As Qifrey calmed down from his high, Olruggio grinded his hips very softly, allowing him to come down slowly, enjoy every moment. Once he was done, he pulled out and began unhooking himself.
“I’m proud of you.” Olruggio said before laying right next to Qifrey. The white-haired man pulled his now soiled shirt off before covering his shoulders with a small blanket from the bed. Taking a moment to himself, Qifrey just stared between his legs as his erection deflated.
He just had sex for the first time. At least, it was sex where he could actually enjoy himself. Seeing Olruggio melt under his touches was always pleasant, but being touched was completely different.
Turning toward him, Qifrey laid his head on Olly’s chest, savoring this moment as long as he could. Amazing… That truly felt amazing…
“Mmm… Shall we clean up?” Qifrey began to sit up straight, before Olruggio pulled him all the way back, forcing him to lay down and rest.
“Nope. That can happen in the morning. Why don’t we relax and go to bed?”
“But… What about pleasing you?”
“Oh please. Seeing you have that much fun was enough for me.”
Qifrey smiled, before laughing and letting himself completely relax into Olruggio. With a kiss to his forehead, Qifrey closed his eyes and let his lover hold him, knowing he would be protected completely.