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]

"Only if you can keep it up," he snickers, sliding another finger inside of them now that he's more free to do so.

[getfeldsparred]

They’re going to try their level best! But Kent is gorgeous above them, and the pressure inside of them feels so good that they think they’re seeing stars in the ceiling, and they gasp and groan and rock back against his nimble fingers with abandon. Maybe they’re being spoiled before they go out of this trip, but they’re not going to question a gift.

[videointhenoise]

And Kent slides another one, another toy, inside of them with a chuckle. "Does that feel good?"

[getfeldsparred]

It feels like too much, it what it feels like, but in the absolute best way. They let their head fall back with a quiet little cry, thrusting up into him like electric shocks are running through his body. “So…so good…”

[videointhenoise]

"Will you keep it in?" he murmurs, slowly grinding on them.

[getfeldsparred]

They nod softly. “Y-yeah. I’ll do whatever you want, Kent.”

[videointhenoise]

"I know. Because you love me," he chuckles. "And because you need me."

[getfeldsparred]

“Yeah,” they whimper, looking up at him helplessly. “Yeah, I love you. I need you. Always.”

[videointhenoise]

He clenches his muscles and raises up, fucking himself expertly on them as he feels himself building.

[getfeldsparred]

Their hands travel all over Kent’s body, down his waist and thighs, over his back and down his ass and then back again, all the while raising their hips in small, desperate thrusts. “Am I allowed?” they ask through gritted teeth.

The full question is implied - can they come this time, or will Kent make them hold out?

[videointhenoise]

"Yes," he tells him, feeling very generous indeed. "Yes, let me see you."

He leans down to kiss them deeply.

[getfeldsparred]

Feldspar hooks their arms around Kent’s neck and keeps him drawn close as they shudder and gasp one final time, toes curling in delight. Kent can’t actually see them, but they’ve never had a problem with being heard.

[videointhenoise]

Kent kisses their face, peppering their cheeks with adoration. "You think you can survive?" he wonders with a smile.

[getfeldsparred]

Feldspar sighs and laughs as Kent kisses them all over. “Maybe,” they blink tiredly, “but we won’t know until we try.”

They let their hands wander down to cup Kent between the legs. “Do you need…?”

[videointhenoise]

He nods and slides down beside them, letting them touch. "Yeah," he mutters. "I can take care of it myself, though."

[getfeldsparred]

“Why?” They turn over and take his cock into their hand, pausing as they nudge their face into his shoulder. “When I’m right here.”

[videointhenoise]

"You have...done so much work today," he mutters, closing his eyes as he rocks up into him.

[getfeldsparred]

“It’s not work if it’s you,” they grin, turning to slide a leg over Kent’s. “Kent, what’s our safe word?”

[videointhenoise]

He wrinkles his nose. "Linguini."

A word that Feldspar has never heard of but makes Kent laugh.

"Why?"

[getfeldsparred]

“Good.”

Feldspar sits up, sliding their other hand up to Kent’s throat and giving it a tentative squeeze followed by a caress. Their hand moves up to his mouth and they trace their lips, then back down to his throat where they wrap their hand around his neck and begin to apply pressure. Their other hand keeps stroking him, nice and slow.

[videointhenoise]

His laugh is cut off by that pressure on his neck. His cock twitches in anticipation and he moans instead. "Yes," he whispers. "Perfect."

[getfeldsparred]

“I didn’t say you could talk.” Feldspar leans down with a growl, nipping at Kent’s earlobe as they apply more pressure to his throat. They speed up their hand slightly, wanting to wring all the good noises out of him.

[videointhenoise]

The best choice. To be a brat or not. He moans again, not bothering to apologize and risk punishment, choosing to enjoy himself just like this.

He rocks up into their hand.

[getfeldsparred]

It’s a shame the moan doesn’t count in their already well-established rule system - they were looking forward to punishing him. They allow Kent’s search for relief, pushing down a little harder on his windpipe with their thumb in response.

“That’s right, you belong to me.”

[videointhenoise]

He gasps out, pressing his heels into the bed and closing his eyes. "Fuck..." he mutters, momentarily forgetting the rules.