RL with Gale | Grab Bag Virus

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You'd think that as a Gundam Pilot - a person living life on the edge, with their life always at stake - Michael would be an extremely light sleeper. You know, wide awake at the slightest noise and ready to attack. And you'd be right.

For the most part.

If Michael doesn't sense any immediate danger, then you can pretty much count on him to be out of it.

Kinda like right now.

Being transported to someone else's room - into their bed - in the middle of the night didn't do much of anything to Michael, save cause him to be sprawled out on top of Gale rather than just his own bed. He'd even stolen all of the blankets here as well, the duvet wrapped half around him with the other half hanging off the bed, and was content to sleep merrily away until morning.

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Michael's fingers dug hard into Gale's chest as his mouth was fucked by Gale's tongue, his resolve to make Gale beg for it wavering. He wanted more and he wanted more now, and he was only punishng himself by making them wait for it.

He pulled his hand out from under Gale's top and reached down to undo his pants. He didn't waste any time in reaching in and drawing out Gale's cock, or wrapping his hand around it and stroking, his hand quickly becoming slick with pre-come. For someone who had the emotional diversity of a rock, Gale sure did 'needy' very well.

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Gale might have been unemotional, but he also wasn't used to his body being stimulated in certain ways. It was overwhelming to him, and his body reacted viscerally, needing something it had been denied for its whole existence.

He gasped and jerked forward as Michael stroked him, his fingers stuttering and fumbling at Michael's zipper. Finally he managed to get the zipper down and his hand slipped inside, searching down to Michael's groin and wrapping around his cock in turn.

"Michael..." he moaned as they paused the kiss to take a few gulps of air. He couldn't even have explained why he said it.

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Michael wasn't expecting that and let out a heartfelt groan, his hand faltering on Gale's cock for a second. He had his face pressed into Gale's neck as he concentrated on jerking him off, panting and moaning alternatively as his hips jerked into that grip.

It was good; just tight enough to really feel it as he thrust, thumb pressed just there to make him shudder... In fact it was a little too good, but then Michael shouldn't be surprised since it was Gale after all.

But Michael didn't want it to go like this. He wanted to push Gale back and wrap his lips around his cock, or spread his legs and fuck him stupid. So it was with great regret that he pulled away from that hand, removing his own hand in the process, and scooted backwards on the bed until his face was level with Gale's crotch.

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Gale blinked his eyes open in confusion as Michael scooted away. A heartfelt moan of frustrated need escaped his throat, but Michael wasn't going far, it seemed. He shifted slightly, watching Michael intently.

The chain between their arms forced Michael's one arm up towards him, and Gale extended his hand to try to give him some slack.

"What...what are you going?" Gale panted helplessly.

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Resting his weight on his bound hand, he used his other one to part and pull at the material of his pants until Gale's cock was fully bared.

He offered a smug, 'You'll see' in answer to his question before ducking down, lips parted to tease the slit with his tongue as he lapped at the pre-come leaking from the head.

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Gale had been touched there, but not like this. He cried out and threw his head back, his body jerking in response to the teasing as his free hand curled tightly in Michael's hair.

For a second, Vayu roared into life in his head, eager for more of the pleasure. Veins crawled out from the tattoo on his calf, but he gasped and struggled, and fought them back. He could keep this together. He could.

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Michael was getting all to adept at knowing when Gale was in the midsts of changing. He felt that familiar sensation crawling over his body and his head shot up - as much as Gale's grip in his hair would allow - to stare somewhat horrified at him.

"Oi," he called out, all false bravado, "You better not be changing, you know."

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Gale gasped for breath, and the veins receded back into the tattoo, the feeling fading.

"No...I'm not changing," he panted. "Please...please don't stop, Michael."

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"You better not," he warned before ducking his head once more to continue. He ran his tongue along the length before closing his lips around the tip.

His eyes slid shut as he took in more of Gale, wriggling his tongue against the head as he began bobbing his head in a slow, steady rhythm.

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Gale cried out again and writhed under Michael's attention, his fingers tightening and loosening convulsively in Michael's hair. His hips jerked up, fucking Michael's mouth a little. It felt so good, and though Vayu rumbled in his head, he managed to keep a handle on that as well.

It took only minutes before his cries were beginning to rise, before he grew close to orgasm.

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Michael moaned himself as he felt Gale thrusting deep in his throat. He didn't have to do much now, just provide somewhere warm and wet for Gale to thrust into.

Hearing Gale's cried get a little louder, a little more desperate, Michael increased his efforts, taking his cock in all the way and swallowing around it, trying to push him over the edge.

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Gale cried out again and arched, thrusting one last time into Michael's mouth before he orgasmed hard. He forgot completely about controlling his change, but this time Vayu was too distracted by the sensations to try to take control. He writhed and thrashed for a few long moments before collapsing, panting, onto the mattress.

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Michael swallowed without choking, throat working to milk every drop from his cock. Once Gale was completely spent, he slid his mouth off slowly, using his tongue to make sure he got every last drop, and crawled back up his body to let Gale taste himself in his mouth.

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Gale returned the kiss hungrily, tasting the odd flavour and letting his tongue dart out to explore more fully.

That was...definitely an education.

GO TO BED

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Ridiculously hard by this point, Michael's hips started grinding against Gale's, almost of their own accord, as the kiss became more and more aggressive.

He broke the kiss with a moan and murmured against Gale's lips, "I want to fuck you."

I-I DID

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Gale shuddered and rocked upwards against Michael's hips, his fingers digging into Michael's back as the kiss and the grinding motion began to awaken his arousal again. He was a bit too sensitive, but that didn't hold him back.

"V-very well," he managed, though he was panting for breath. He knew what that word meant, by now.

GOOD GIRL

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"Good," he said, although that was only really a formality. After all, he was going to fuck Gale, whether he agreed to it or not.

He pulled Gale's pants down even further, struggling to get them out of the way using only one hand, and settled in between his legs. Two fingers searched out and found his entrance, and he shoved them inside, working quickly to stretch him. With everything that had happened, Michael wasn't at his most patient right now.

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Gale helped Michael as best he could to remove his pants, then spread his legs as Michael settled between them. He didn't know enough to be nervous at this, but then he let out a yell of surprise as two fingers wormed their way into his body, stretching him in a way he'd never felt before.

He gasped and squeezed his eyes shut, recognizing the need to relax and struggling to get his body to obey him. It didn't feel bad, and Gale was tough enough that it didn't hurt him. But it definitely felt weird.

In the back of his mind, he was starting to realize why Michael was so pissed off at him when Vayu had fucked him.

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Michael was rushing this a bit (okay, more than just a bit) but Gale was lucky he was even getting this much from Michael, considering what happened last time.

He quickly inserted a third finger, not caring whether Gale was ready for it or not, his other hand fisting in the bed sheets as he thought about getting his cock in there.

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Gale let out another cry, closer to a scream, and writhed. A snarl came to his lips as Vayu roared with anger at the penetration.

"M-Michael!" he gasped. Was it supposed to be like this? The other things Michael had done were so pleasurable, but this was downright uncomfortable. But Michael didn't bear him any ill will that Gale could see, and this was certainly not any kind of fighting style.

He had to assume it would get better.

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Michael mentally rolled his eyes, wondering why he suddenly felt guilty, and bent over to distract Gale with a kiss as he deliberately brushed his fingers over his prostate. He gentled his touch somewhat, taking the time to do it properly despite the fact that he was so hard that he was leaking.

He couldn't help but think to himself that Gale had better appreciate it.

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Gale relaxed a little into the kiss, then jumped as if struck by a jolt of electricity when Michael touched his prostate. That was better, and his body began to loosen around Michael's fingers.

The part-demon panted softly, moaning into Michael's mouth, and tangled the fingers of his free hand in Michael's blue hair, holding him close to deepen the kiss.

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Michael grinned into the kiss and brushed his fingers over it again, feeling Gale loosen enough around them for him to start working them in and out of Gale's body.

He hoped that Gale would be ready soon, because Michael sudden bout of goodwill was about to run out.

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Gale shuddered and gasped, writhing and crying out helplessly against Michael's lips each time Michael brushed his fingers over that sweet spot inside him. The pinched look of discomfort disappeared quickly and he thrust his tongue into Michael's mouth with more and more enthusiasm.

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That was much better. He teased Gale a bit more with his fingers, enjoying the way Gale was writhing against him, before sliding them out as he broke the kiss and sat back up.

After a bit of maneuvering, he was able to pull his jumpsuit down enough to get his cock out, and without preamble he slowly began to press inwards, not bothering to bite back his loud groan of pleasure.