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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[videointhenoise]

"Yeah, that's how we keep warm," he chuckles, running his fingers along their chest. "Otherwise, we'd freeze to death."

He sits up to kiss them again. "This alright?"

[getfeldsparred]

“Yeah,” Feldspar says without an ounce of hesitation in their voice. “Yeah, I want to see you.”

They pull apart Kent’s shirt even further and stop. There are little puckered…nibs, for lack of a better word, at the peak of Kent’s very strong-looking pectoral muscles.

“What are these?”

They touch one, first with their fingertips and then with their thumb when the skin starts to respond.

[videointhenoise]

Kent swats their hands away playfully. "Nipples. Useless in males. Females use them to feed babies. But they're...real sensitive still." As evidenced by how he squirms under them.

[getfeldsparred]

Nipples, and they’re sensitive. Good to know.

Very good to know.

“Sensitive as in ticklish or painful? Or sensitive in another way?” they wonder innocently, trailing their fingers down Kent’s sternum.

[videointhenoise]

"Another way," he insists, his hands resting on Feldspar's hips. "You want to know more, or do you want to keep exploring?"

[getfeldsparred]

That’s a good question. Feldspar looks at those inviting little nubs and ultimately decide that this is a voyage of discovery, and so they must press on.

They answer Kent by pulling open their shirt further and finding -

“You’ve got a hole in your stomach!”

[videointhenoise]

"Mmhmm," he nods, massaging his fingers against their thighs. "That's where the parasite lives that comes out and eats any little fingers that go into there," he says woth a completely straight face.

[getfeldsparred]

He’s not serious, Feldspar knows that. But also.

Also maybe?

Also like that’s never stopped them before. They lean down and press an exploratory kiss to the spot, then when nothing happens - and they do wait - they circle around the little indent with their tongue.

[videointhenoise]

Kent shivers. "It's remnants of the umbilical cord. How we get nutrients from our mothers before we're born," he breathes. He tries to think of something, anything, that might calm the ache he has now between his legs.

It's not working.

"Felds...you can't know this, but you are killing me. Not - literally but - "

[getfeldsparred]

And apparently it’s a sensitive spot too. Good. Another thing to add to the list.

Feldspar could feel…something happening to Kent. Something pressing back against his leg, insistent.

They lean back, giving Kent a little room to breathe, but also enjoying the sight of Kent with a bare chest. He’s…impressive. Beautiful.

“Show me. I need to know.”

[videointhenoise]

"You don't need to. You want to," he grouses playfully, but reaches down to push his pants from his hips. He slides a hand along his cock, unable to help from getting some relief.

[getfeldsparred]

They sit back while Kent pulls the pants down off his hips, giving him room but also giving himself space to really look.

It’s different, really different, but there are just enough similarities that they think they can figure out what some parts are meant to do. Definitely Kent’s hand on himself gives them a good sense of what part is the sexual organ, and the look on Kent’s face as he touches…

Yeah. Yeah, this’ll do.

They wonder what they look like not aroused. They’ll have to ask Kent at a later point to show them.

“You’ve got more to see,” Feldspar says, feeling kind of stupid. “More…outside of your body.”

[videointhenoise]

Kent raises up, one hand propping himself up as he kisses them. "You're the explorer. I thought you might want to see first. Besides, I'm all touch."

[getfeldsparred]

Kent is not wrong. They are an explorer, and they do want to see everything. They kiss them back, butting their heads together briefly.

“What do I…um…call this part of you?”

[videointhenoise]

Kent flushes. "Uh, it's got a lot of names. Penis is scientific but not...sexy. Cock. Prick. Dick. Any of those."

He laughs, sliding his hand down his length again. "What about you, huh?"

[getfeldsparred]

“You first, okay? I’ve got…I’ve got a lot of questions. Is the whole thing a penis, even these?” Feldspar asks, reaching down to smooth their hand over their thigh, past the long part that Kent was touching, down to the low-hanging part.

[videointhenoise]

"No."

He squeezes his eyes shut, raising up into their touch, almost against his will. "Those are - testicles. They create and carry the genetic material. The sperm. That comes through the shaft of the penis at - uh - orgasm."

[getfeldsparred]

Sort of similar to how it works for Hearthians, and it’s fascinating. They decide to both feed their interest and their own desire as they take his cock…prick? No, cock sounds good. They take Kent’s cock into their hand, calloused fingers sliding over the length and down into the hair at the base.

It’s so soft, so warm. The head is swollen and red, and Feldspar - Feldspar likes it very, very much.

Would Kent’s parts work with theirs?

Their parts are currently stirring, wanting. Thank the stars they’re not currently in their cycle - not that Kent could probably mate with them, but having an egg now would be a detriment to their flying.

“What do you like being done? My hand? My mouth?”

[videointhenoise]

He reaches down and takes their hand. "This, for now, I think." He guides them slowly, taking himself by the base and stroking up, brushing fingers against the sensitive tip.

He groans, rocking into their hand. "Fuck..."

[getfeldsparred]

Feldspar bets that rocking together would feel nice too, but for now they don’t need to fall away into fantasy, not with Kent looking like he does on his own bed.

They lean forward and repeat the gesture, stroking from base to tip, thumb rubbing gently over the leaking head.

Somehow this doesn’t feel strange at all. Somehow seeing Kent like this, without his clothes and in the throes of arousal, feels like something meant for Feldspar. Their Kent. He’s theirs.

[videointhenoise]

Kent keeps one hand around theirs, guiding less and less, and the other hand goes up to the back of their neck to hold them still.

"Hey, you're supposed to kiss me, flyboy," he mutters.

[getfeldsparred]

“Sorry, you’re just…” They laugh and lean down to kiss him hard. “You’re just so pretty. I’m distracted, y’know.”

Their hand still moves, albeit awkwardly as they try to also kiss him. For someone so coordinated when they fly they sure are fumbling at this.

[videointhenoise]

"Pretty, huh?" He raises up agaist them again. "Then let me steer."

He tightens his grip slightly, trying to take over from Feldspar so they can focus on kissing.

[getfeldsparred]

Feldspar lets Kent do exactly that. A good pilot knows when they’re out of their depth, and right now all they need to do is learn and enjoy. They go back to kissing him, sighing softly as the feeling of Kent’s cock slides against their palm.

[videointhenoise]

He feels himself building, heat growing in his belly as the world seems to tilt underneath him.

It's been - a very long time since he's done anything like this. It won't take much.

He bites the inside of his cheek and then draws them closer, kissing them to bite back the groan as he reaches his peak, spilling himself between them.