Kent/Feldspar

[videointhenoise]

"Just once more," they had said when Ellie's team petitioned for it. She was busy with Palmer, falling in love with science while he fell in love with God, and Kent was left to pick up the pieces. He wanted another damn go at it. The Machine had a pricetag in the billions; it was begging to be used again.

But they wouldn't let Ellie go. They wouldn't let just anyone go. They wanted someone who knew how it worked, who had been there from the beginning, but someone who isn't completely taken in by Ellie's words.

That leads them to a dozen people and they end up with Kent. He's blind, but that's not what decides it. They claim that he wouldn't hallucinate the way Ellie did. That he has a unique perspective.

And, he's already proven himself steady and loyal.

He experiences it all the way that Ellie does, but something goes wrong on the other end. Maybe another terrorist attack. Maybe not. All he knows is that he's in the sphere and then, suddenly, he's floating, unable to find his footing until a great crash and he slams into the bottom of the machine.

He groans, pulling his helmet on with a grunt and a wince.

"Fuck this," he mutters, finding the edge of the sphere with his hands. There was a door there somewhere. He just - has to find it.

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[getfeldsparred]

Oh uh. Blunt. They like that though, even if it’s a bit of whiplash.

Feldspar coughs slightly, pushing aside their own breakfast with an enthusiastic nod. “Yeah, yeah, we do. Let’s…yep. Bed?”

[videointhenoise]

Kent shakes his head. "Nope. Come here."

These chairs can hold them both.

[getfeldsparred]

Oh. Even better.

Feldspar chuckles a little and then seats themselves in Kent’s lap, hands smoothing up his chest slowly and then resting on his broad shoulders.

[videointhenoise]

Kent wraps an arm around them, steadying himself before he kisses them, flicking his tongue against their mouth. He adjusts them in his lap, letting them feel the way his cock stiffens between their legs.

[getfeldsparred]

Feldspar parts their lips and lets Kent’s tongue inside their mouth, sighing as their own tongue brushes up against his. Once they realize Kent’s trying to press himself up against them their legs spread a little wider, pelvis pushing up against Kent’s cock, the both of them starting to get good and hard for each other.

[videointhenoise]

Kent raises up into them, grinning as his other hand wraps around their waist.

"Are you going to be able to walk later?" he teases.

[getfeldsparred]

They grin wickedly. “Who needs to walk when you can fly?”

[videointhenoise]

Kent hears that in their voice and he kisses them again, fierce and bruising.

"Maybe I should make it so you can't sit, either," he snickers, then reaches down to pull their trousers down.

[getfeldsparred]

They kiss him with a low groan caught in the back of their throat, trying to nip his lips back with their pointed incisors.

“That sounds like a challenge to me,” the say, standing to help get their trousers down and off.

[videointhenoise]

He slides his own trousers down and reaches down for his cock, stroking it a few times, letting it harden in his hands.

"It does, doesn't it?"

[getfeldsparred]

Feldspar licks their palm and reaches between them to stroke Kent’s cock for him, smiling as they lean forward and suck on his neck.

“So…are you asking to…what was the word you used again?”

[videointhenoise]

He chuckles. "Fuck," he answers. "Quickie? Which one?"

He slides his hand along the back of their neck. "Come on up here."

[getfeldsparred]

“Fuck,” they repeat, leaning with the touch of his hand up for a kiss. “Is that what you want?”

[videointhenoise]

"Yes and no," he mutters. "Yes, physically, but - you're not just a fuck." He tries to pull them close again, wanting their warmth against him.

[getfeldsparred]

“Sssh.” They nudge their face against his as they maneuver on top of him, raising themselves up and then sitting down slowly on his cock.

“Just hold me.”

[videointhenoise]

"Don't shush me," he mutters, though it's playful. He shudders as they lower themselves on them, feeling himself pushing in deep.

"God," he moans, his forehead against his shoulder.

[getfeldsparred]

Feldspar tilts their head back with a soft chuckle. They’re really starting to enjoy the way Kent sort of melts against them, they way they can make him moan.

“What happened to making sure I won’t walk or sit right?”

[videointhenoise]

He rocks up into him, a reminder that he hasn't forgotten.

"Let me enjoy this for a moment," he mutters. "I'm enjoying myself."

[getfeldsparred]

"I'm enjoying you." They grip Kent's shoulders and start to set their own pace, watching him as they rock harder or deeper, faster and slower. They start to make soft noises despite their own determination to have their fun with him, enjoying the way Kent fills them up, the way his body feels so close to his.

[videointhenoise]

He groans out a swear, his toes actually curling, and he moves with them, letting them set the pace but ensuring that they don't get too far apart. They're so tight, so hot, and Kent can't help but kiss and nip at their jaw, along their neck.

[getfeldsparred]

They push their chest into Kent's and lean forward to catch his lips for a quick kiss, and then another, and then another. "Kent," they breathe, grinning as they try to kiss him again.

[videointhenoise]

He rocks into them, building slowly but deeply. "God," he moans. "You're - going to kill me."

But he would happily do it. He reaches down and grasps their cock, running his thumb along the tip.

[getfeldsparred]

"No, I won't," they gasp, rocking in time with him. "You're too much fun. I'll never let you go."

[videointhenoise]

"You're going to have to soon," he mutters. "Fuck, I can't last forever." As much as he wants to. He starts moving a little more against them, heaving a sigh.

[getfeldsparred]

That’d be the ‘quick’ part of quickie. They lean forward and let their head fall onto his shoulder, letting out a soft laugh as Kent starts to rock harder. “Then make it good, huh?”