[ Eren follows suit, leaning away long enough to take his own shirt off. (He doesn't even own button up shirts, whoops.) He's a little out of his element here because of the experience gap, but he's not shy (he spends a lot of time shirtless anyway).
Once that's done, he gets his hands back on Eiden. Eren's hands are smooth, no calluses, nothing like that. He doesn't have scars or marks anywhere on him, in fact, which might be noticeable once Eiden starts paying attention.
There's no technique to his touch; he's just exploring because he can, because what else is he meant to do with that skin there in front of him? But he's also impatient about things like this, not used to having time to take, and that shows in how quickly his hands find the front of Eiden's trousers. Eren's never known how to slow down in his life. ]
[ Eiden likes to mold to what his partner needs and wants in the moment. If he sets the pace, he likes to explore and get to know what makes his partner tick. He's good at taking his time to make sure whomever he's with will fully enjoy themselves. But he can appreciate the urgency. And although there's no need to rush here in this room, he's happy to oblige Eren's silent requests to pick it up.
Eiden's chest has a couple of small scars. Most of them are from mistakes he made in either Klein or in Nippon, not long before getting here. And while he doesn't notice Eren's unscarred skin, he can tell those hands have no calluses. ]
Your hands are soft.
[ Of course he'll call it out. It's a compliment to him, though. He moves his hands to his own pants, smirking. ]
Which is absolutely a compliment.
[ In case Eren was curious. ]
Once my pants are gone, there's nothing underneath. Just so there's no surprises for you.
[ Which is probably not actually a surprise to Eren. ]
I hope you plan to join me soon, too.
[ Okay, so he wants to see Eren naked, can't blame him for that. ]
[ Eren's aware he has no scars or things like that, but he doesn't touch people enough to get comments about his hands being soft. He'll wonder at this later, that it was something Eiden noticed enough to say. For now, he takes it as encouragement.
He raises an eyebrow at the no underwear comment. ]
Is that really comfortable?
[ He can't imagine not wearing underwear, but maybe part of that is his somewhat repressed societal upbringing. He's not judging, though; means there's less time it will take.
He stops for a moment to just look. Eiden doesn't seem to have any hang-ups whatsoever, and Eren envies that a little. He isn't modest about his body by any means, but he's come here to do something he's unsure about. As far as he's concerned, too, Eiden has no reason to have hang ups. He's attractive! Eren wouldn't be doing this if he didn't think Eiden was hot. He's not terribly shallow, but still.
He realises he's staring and kicks himself back into gear. He shoves his own pants and underwear off and steps out of them, leaving them where they are, and goes to pull Eiden against him again, hands moving around to his back. That is what he was seeking, as much skin against skin as he can get. Yes, sure, okay, the toy thing. He wants that too, but this is a good place to start. ]
It's...well, it's different. Not uncomfortable, though.
[ Simply - he likes it sometimes. He likes the fact that he can skip a step when he's with a partner. He likes that it can save a few seconds before they get to the fun. It's not that he never wears underwear, of course. It's just that he knew it wasn't like they set up this meeting to have cake and drink tea. This had a very specific intentions going into it.
When one has done the things Eiden has done, there's no reason to be bashful. He knows he's attractive. He knows men find him attractive. He'll admire Eren as the other strips down. It's better than he would have imagined when he finally gets to see him head-to-toe like that. Truly, his pictures on that app do him no justice.
If Eren is unsure about anything - Eiden doesn't notice. The other feels as confident as he would expect in a situation like this where there's going to be firsts. The compliment does earn Eren a small hint of peek in his cheeks and a grin. Though Eiden would argue the pink is due to the warmth in his body and absolutely for no other reason. ]
Heh - well. Good. I should feel good to you.
[ Eiden takes the chance to explore again. His hands move along Eren's sides - his waist, his hips - getting a feel for his shape again. He won't make Eren wait too long for the toys, but there's no reason to rush him into it, either. It's a good thing to ease him into. He leans in a little, lips seeking the other's throat and collarbone. ]
[ Eren files away this underwear thing; maybe he'll try it sometime (months from now). For now, it just means there's less to pull off. Works for him.
He doesn't smile back; he doesn't really do that, like he's forgotten how. Maybe someday he'll remember, but he's a long way off from that here and now. But he's not entirely blank. He's here and focused and interested and that's enough for today.
Eren's well toned, not that Eiden needs to touch him to know that. The odd thing about him is he has no scars, no old cuts or nicks or skinned knees. His titan abilities get rid of things like that; even childhood injuries don't show on his body anymore, as if he's never been hurt at all. Of course that hides the truth of how much damage his body has and can take.
He touches back, only a little hesitant. He's not so good at the foreplay part due to a mix of impatience and inexperience with having the luxury to take his time. His hands slide around Eiden's back and down to his ass, gripping briefly and pulling them closer together. He doesn't mean to be in a hurry, but whatever. ]
[ Eiden is always glad to offer little tidbits of information like that. He doesn't really need a smile returned to him. Many of his partners in Klein don't smile at him, either. Maybe if he's lucky he'll catch that little smirk or corner of the mouth twitch, but it comes so naturally to him. Eren seems to be a pretty serious guy, too.
He moves in, pressing lips to the man's throat and collar bone. He traces the unmarked skin with lips and tongue, teasing it. In part, he's searching to find what parts of the other's body cause him to respond. In addition, he's doing it so that he can explore and learn Eren for himself. ]
Don't be shy.
[ Does he actually think Eren is shy? No, not really. The actions he's taken have been very forward - in a way that Eiden likes. ]
Every inch of me is free to touch. No limits.
[ Truly. ]
Just be sure to tell me if there's something you don't like, too. That's just as important as what you do like.
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Once that's done, he gets his hands back on Eiden. Eren's hands are smooth, no calluses, nothing like that. He doesn't have scars or marks anywhere on him, in fact, which might be noticeable once Eiden starts paying attention.
There's no technique to his touch; he's just exploring because he can, because what else is he meant to do with that skin there in front of him? But he's also impatient about things like this, not used to having time to take, and that shows in how quickly his hands find the front of Eiden's trousers. Eren's never known how to slow down in his life. ]
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Eiden's chest has a couple of small scars. Most of them are from mistakes he made in either Klein or in Nippon, not long before getting here. And while he doesn't notice Eren's unscarred skin, he can tell those hands have no calluses. ]
Your hands are soft.
[ Of course he'll call it out. It's a compliment to him, though. He moves his hands to his own pants, smirking. ]
Which is absolutely a compliment.
[ In case Eren was curious. ]
Once my pants are gone, there's nothing underneath. Just so there's no surprises for you.
[ Which is probably not actually a surprise to Eren. ]
I hope you plan to join me soon, too.
[ Okay, so he wants to see Eren naked, can't blame him for that. ]
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[ Eren's aware he has no scars or things like that, but he doesn't touch people enough to get comments about his hands being soft. He'll wonder at this later, that it was something Eiden noticed enough to say. For now, he takes it as encouragement.
He raises an eyebrow at the no underwear comment. ]
Is that really comfortable?
[ He can't imagine not wearing underwear, but maybe part of that is his somewhat repressed societal upbringing. He's not judging, though; means there's less time it will take.
He stops for a moment to just look. Eiden doesn't seem to have any hang-ups whatsoever, and Eren envies that a little. He isn't modest about his body by any means, but he's come here to do something he's unsure about. As far as he's concerned, too, Eiden has no reason to have hang ups. He's attractive! Eren wouldn't be doing this if he didn't think Eiden was hot. He's not terribly shallow, but still.
He realises he's staring and kicks himself back into gear. He shoves his own pants and underwear off and steps out of them, leaving them where they are, and goes to pull Eiden against him again, hands moving around to his back. That is what he was seeking, as much skin against skin as he can get. Yes, sure, okay, the toy thing. He wants that too, but this is a good place to start. ]
You feel good.
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[ Simply - he likes it sometimes. He likes the fact that he can skip a step when he's with a partner. He likes that it can save a few seconds before they get to the fun. It's not that he never wears underwear, of course. It's just that he knew it wasn't like they set up this meeting to have cake and drink tea. This had a very specific intentions going into it.
When one has done the things Eiden has done, there's no reason to be bashful. He knows he's attractive. He knows men find him attractive. He'll admire Eren as the other strips down. It's better than he would have imagined when he finally gets to see him head-to-toe like that. Truly, his pictures on that app do him no justice.
If Eren is unsure about anything - Eiden doesn't notice. The other feels as confident as he would expect in a situation like this where there's going to be firsts. The compliment does earn Eren a small hint of peek in his cheeks and a grin. Though Eiden would argue the pink is due to the warmth in his body and absolutely for no other reason. ]
Heh - well. Good. I should feel good to you.
[ Eiden takes the chance to explore again. His hands move along Eren's sides - his waist, his hips - getting a feel for his shape again. He won't make Eren wait too long for the toys, but there's no reason to rush him into it, either. It's a good thing to ease him into. He leans in a little, lips seeking the other's throat and collarbone. ]
Sex isn't good if you don't end up feeling good.
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He doesn't smile back; he doesn't really do that, like he's forgotten how. Maybe someday he'll remember, but he's a long way off from that here and now. But he's not entirely blank. He's here and focused and interested and that's enough for today.
Eren's well toned, not that Eiden needs to touch him to know that. The odd thing about him is he has no scars, no old cuts or nicks or skinned knees. His titan abilities get rid of things like that; even childhood injuries don't show on his body anymore, as if he's never been hurt at all. Of course that hides the truth of how much damage his body has and can take.
He touches back, only a little hesitant. He's not so good at the foreplay part due to a mix of impatience and inexperience with having the luxury to take his time. His hands slide around Eiden's back and down to his ass, gripping briefly and pulling them closer together. He doesn't mean to be in a hurry, but whatever. ]
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He moves in, pressing lips to the man's throat and collar bone. He traces the unmarked skin with lips and tongue, teasing it. In part, he's searching to find what parts of the other's body cause him to respond. In addition, he's doing it so that he can explore and learn Eren for himself. ]
Don't be shy.
[ Does he actually think Eren is shy? No, not really. The actions he's taken have been very forward - in a way that Eiden likes. ]
Every inch of me is free to touch. No limits.
[ Truly. ]
Just be sure to tell me if there's something you don't like, too. That's just as important as what you do like.