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]

"Take your time," Kent breathes out, letting them take off his shirt as he lounges down underneath him. "I know I look older. But hopefully not as old as I feel."

[getfeldsparred]

“Yeah, but older ain’t a bad thing.” They drag one of their fingers down Kent’s sternum. “You look good. You been lifting weights or something? Carrying all the hatchlings?”

[videointhenoise]

"No," he laughs, reaching up to take their hand and kiss it. "I have been helping to make new rockets with Slate."

Though as he says it, he realizes that it was just a way for Slate to check him out while he moved things.

Asshole.

[getfeldsparred]

Feldspar catches on almost immediately and starts to cackle. That perv.

They bring their hand to Kent’s face to stroke their cheek with their thumb, leaning down to kiss him soundly while they start to rock their hips against his.

[videointhenoise]

Kent almost immediately feels the heat of them against him. "Oh..." he mutters. "You're going to tease me," he snorts. "That wasn't what I asked for. Or are you just jealous that Slate gets to look at my muscles?"

[getfeldsparred]

“No,” Feldspar argues, “I’m touching you. You never said how.”

But they want more than just some heavy petting, and they happily slide off of him and start the process of ridding Kent of his pants.

[videointhenoise]

He raises his hips to help him slide off those pants and he reaches out to take their hand again. "At least kiss me once more before you do - whatever it is that you're going to do."

[getfeldsparred]

They’re actually not sure what they’re going to do, but they’re going to do the fuck outta it. They lean back down to give Kent what he wants, a nice, slow, heated kiss that makes Feldspar’s spine tingle.

“Mm.” Feldspar kisses him again, tongue dipping into his mouth indulgently.

They pull back to suck on their own finger, smiling down at him as they slide their hand over the curve of Kent’s ass and to his tight hole.

[videointhenoise]

Oh. One of those nights.

He sighs into relaxation. "It's been a while," he says, though he doubts they need the reminder. But Kent has been wanting to be touched like this for...years.

[getfeldsparred]

Yes, one of those nights. “I know,” Feldspar murmurs, gentle with their touch to him. “I’ll be careful with you.”

They smile and push their finger in slowly. “I’ve got you.”

[videointhenoise]

Kent digs a foot into the bed at the added pressure, but he relaxes almost immediately after. It might have been a while, but he knows how this goes. And he trusts Feldspar.

He takes his wrist gently, not guiding or pushing but simply enjoying the thought of them inside of him again. He follows their hand and their finger inside of him, moaning deep in his throat.

"I know, honey. I know..."

[getfeldsparred]

As impatient as Feldspar can be they don’t want to rush this. They take their time sliding their finger inside of him, pulling back only to add a little oil Gneiss had left in the room and then pushing back inside of him again. They’d almost forgotten how good this could feel, how Kent looked when they curled their finger, how much they loved this.

“Are you ready for me?”

[videointhenoise]

He arches his back, his teeth clenched, his cock responding into hardness. "Felds..." he murmurs, encouraging them.

"Don't stop. I'm - yeah. I'm alright."