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]

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?”

[videointhenoise]

Kent holds them tighter, taking control as he sets the pace for them, sweat beading along his forehead. He's far, far too hot, and he sucks a spot in their neck to stay here, in this moment with them.

But he keeps his hand on their cock, stroking gently. "Come for me," he mutters. "I want to feel you."

[getfeldsparred]

“Yeah? Does it feel good?” They mean to say it with a little cheek, but their voice pitches slightly and it comes out sounding like a whimper. Their hips thrust up into their fist and they turn their head to allow Kent to leave a mark.

It feels so good for them, like a stretch and an ache that hits them so hard it takes their breath away. Their heart speeds up just like it would if they were behind the controls of their ship, and soon enough they hit their peak and yell as they spill into Kent’s hand.

[videointhenoise]

Kent's never fucked anyone like Feldspar, so he's not sure what to expect. His own cock had been so sensitive and overstimulated before, but as he feels them contract around him, like they're stroking his cock from the inside, he comes almost immediately. He throws himself off that peak, into an orgasm that leaves him trembling and spent, holding tight to them like a lifeline.

[getfeldsparred]

It feels good when he feels Kent start to lose control - just like it did the last time, and they suspect it might always feel if they keep falling into bed with each other. They drape themselves on Kent and catch their breath as well, though they eye the drops of sweat on his brow with fascination.

They sit up and touch their tongue to his temple, tasting the sweat with a quick little lick. Salt. Musk. Feldspar licks again with a chuckle.

[videointhenoise]

Kent shivers, his hand on their chest. "You don't sweat, do you?" he mutters, leaning back against the chair and feeling himself just sink into it.

[getfeldsparred]

They shake their head. "No, guess not," they sigh, nuzzling into his neck. "I like it."

[videointhenoise]

He hums, kissing them gently before he shifts underneath them.

"How do you stay cool?" he grumbles.

[getfeldsparred]

Feldspar moves off of Kent enough so that they're both a little more comfortable, leaning back down to kiss him again. "I dunno. Don't ask me how science works."

[videointhenoise]

"I'll ask Slate," he mutters, laughing as he adjusts his trousers.

"I'm going to fall down the damn hill."

[getfeldsparred]

“You are not going to fall down the hill.”

Feldspar’s reluctant to move off of him, but this is supposed to be a quickie after all. They slide off of his lap with a soft huff of their breath and grab their pants to pull back on.