So Many Striders - Now With Illustrations!

Dirk's eagerness and open mouth are tempting but Hal keeps his kisses soft and chaste, a slow, gentle, repetitive pressure with his lips. Lying like this, his leg is pressed against Dirk's, and he tucks his foot between Dirk's two. They can't really do the whole leg tangling thing thanks to, ah, youthful enthusiasm in the crotch region, but this is something at least. Hal is enjoying the light hold Dirk has on him, both because of the arms around him and because it means Dirk is paying attention to the fact that he doesn't like being restrained. He arches his body, shoulders stretching out as Dirk runs his hands over his back, accidentally kissing Dirk a bit more firmly thanks to the shift in his own weight.

 

Slow, soft kisses put Dirk in a very relaxed state, despite the urgency pooling in his stomach and the hard on in his pants. The repetitive motion of petting Hal helps with this, as well as their gradual, inching closeness. Dirk wishes that Hal would drape himself over him like a blanket so that they could drowse like that for a while, but he knows Hal is being careful about what he's comfortable with. Dirk likes that, likes not having the responsibility of monitoring another person's comfort level for them. He was never good at it, though he did try. This relaxed, fuzzy brainspace is also very receptive, so when Hal moves against him and kisses him a bit harder Dirk moans quietly and has to restrain himself from moving under Hal in much more inappropriate ways. Dirk scolds himself in the back of his sleepy mind; it was just the back pets, that is not permission, be good.

 

Hal is certainly not about to drape himself over Dirk like a blanket, because of boundaries and the careful respect he's giving them yes, but also because Dirk still isn't meant to be sleeping yet. Also also, because Dirk just fucking moaned and it's making Hal far more interested in kissing him harder than in anything else. His thumb rubs firm circles on Dirk's shoulder as they kiss and he presses in for more, pulling Dirk's lower lip in between his to suck on it. When they eventually stop kissing, they're both going to have lips like fish.

 

Letting himself be kissed and keeping himself from grabbing Hal or shifting his hips restlessly takes up all of Dirk's concentration and he has very little left over for chill. That means that his feet twitch and his toes curl, his breath hitches and little noises escape his throat. He takes one hand off of Hal to roughly pull his hair away from his face and run his fingers through it for a moment before taking a page from Hal's book and touching Hal's ear, jaw, and cheek lightly. It's something to focus on so that he doesn't completely lose himself and do something stupid.

 

Dirk shifting and making little noises is incredibly fucking hot. Like, unfair levels of hot, seriously, given how chill and in control of himself he usually tries to be, with his sexy kata practice and his perfectly styled hair. Said hair is a rather gorgeous mess against the pillow now, though, and there are no swords in Hal's immediate vision which is rather taken up with Dirk's face. So, instead of admiring his make out buddy's poise, he kisses him into the pillow, head tilted just slightly towards the hand touching his face (and seriously, who came up with the idea of making ears a point of arousal, it's stupid and he's going to write a formal letter of complaint just as soon as he stops enjoying it.)

 

Dirk manages to keep his hands moving softly on Hal's skin, but it's a near thing. Hal's back is so soft, he wants to grab him and dig his fingernails in while he- nope. Dirk twitches his fingers off for a second to keep from pulling Hal down on him harder, then smooths his palm softly from shoulder blade to waist. It's also incredibly tempting to tangle his other hand into Hal's hair and, hm, would Hal even like that? Dirk likes it so he has a pretty good idea that Hal would as well. Instead he ends up dropping his hand to the bed for a moment and griping the blankets, which he can pull and squeeze as hard as he likes. Self control goddamn it. Being kissed so thoroughly is lovely, but it's making his face heat up and breath go shallow. He ends up panting against Hal's lips, just on the good side of overstimulated.

 

Hal is deeply disappointed when Dirk drops his hand, although he wouldn't be if he knew why, and exhibits this disappointment by grumbling against Dirk's lips and wriggling enticingly against him (body carefully held so his crotch doesn't come into contact with Dirk at all.) He would like Dirk's hand back on him, but it's mostly done to amuse Dirk rather than in genuine complaint. He keeps his own hand moving on Dirk; squeezing his shoulder, running along his collarbone to rest against the base of his neck, smoothing down and around, just above his nipple, and back up to his shoulder again. Dirk starts panting against his lips though, so he pulls back slowly, gentling the kisses until they're just lingering brushes of his lips against Dirk's.

 

Dirk's lips quirk in a smile when Hal grumbles and wiggles, but the movement and the cute noises only increase Dirk's desire to keep Hal on him. The kisses start getting lighter and sweeter, and Hal is petting his chest like he's soothing a cat. The intensity backs off enough that Dirk feels able to pet Hal's hair again, and when the kisses become butterfly light Dirk moves to kiss the corner of Hal's mouth and his cheek. He gently turns Hal's head to be able to kiss his jaw, and just under his ear. For a second he indulges himself by catching Hal's earlobe in his lips before gently kissing down the side of Hal's neck, as much as Hal will let him. The feeling of Hal's skin under his lips is lovely, and when his kisses get a bit open mouthed and licky (but no less gentle) he's able to taste hints of salt and the same flavor that was much stronger in his mouth. Because Hal is over him he doesn't actually have access to much of Hal, so he contents himself with nuzzling into Hal's neck, wondering if Hal would like it if he left marks some other time. But later, only sweet kisses now.

 

Is Hal not soothing a cat? Hal is pretty sure that's exactly what he's doing. He makes a pleased hum when Dirk's hand starts moving through his hair again, and turns his head willingly at the gentle nudge. Neck kisses are nice, they're really nice, and when Dirk finishes making him all hot and shivery by going mercilessly after his earlobe, Hal stretches his neck out, giving Dirk as much room to kiss it as he can while they're positioned like this. The open-mouthed, licky kisses have Hal making little noises, cut off whines and short gasps, and he is almost as relieved as he is disappointed when Dirk switches to just nuzzling his neck instead. He realises Dirk's managed to get him so distracted his hand has gone still, so he starts moving it again, thumb rubbing left and right repeatedly across Dirk's collarbone. "How, uh." Fuck, now it's his voice getting all husky, he liked that better when it was happening to Dirk. "How're you feeling?"

 

Hal's little noises get Dirk almost more worked up than when Hal's lips were on his. Smothered whines make Dirk want to hear what Hal's moans sound like, and tiny gasps lead him to envision Hal panting lovely. Drawing those things out of Hal doesn't need to happen all at once though, things to look forward to if this, er, thing that they've got going on continues. Thinking about not getting to feel and taste Hal after he's well is distressing, so instead he kisses Hal again before taking a page out of Hal's book and whispering in his ear. "I'm feeling, ha, pretty fucking great actually." Referring to both the concussion and the making out. "How's about you? Had enough of me drooling and gnawing on you yet?" To punctuate that statement, Dirk very lightly nips Hal's ear, his bottom lip covering his teeth so that the can't possibly hurt him on accident.

 

Well, Hal is certainly up for this being a thing that happens more than once, and if the occasional in-the-apartment date gets added to the mix it would be even better. Not that they'd absolutely need to date, of course, he did offer Dirk the option of just being bros who sometimes make out with each other and if each make out session feels as good as this one, well then damn, it's sure to be great. Going so far that Hal would be moaning and such, though, is maybe pushing it a little. Hal's mouth twitches into a smile at Dirk's response, and hell apparently he was being smart as fuck when he whispered to Dirk because it's pretty damn hot to be on the receiving end of it. "I'm, well-" He yelps slightly when Dirk nips at his ear, although it doesn't really hurt, body jerking slightly in surprise. "I uh. I could suffer through a bit more drooling and gnawing, I think." That said, he dips his head to kiss slow over Dirk's neck, working up from where it joins his chest.

 

Hal flinches when Dirk nips his ear and Dirk immediately feels bad. He's unsure if it was out of surprise or pain or something else, but considering how easily Hal gets overwhelmed none of those are good things. Dirk rubs Hal's back soothingly in apology, and because he knows Hal enjoys that. When Hal moves to kiss Dirk's neck he pets Hal's hair softly. Well, he does for a minute but then the feeling of Hal's mouth on his neck is wonderfully distracting enough that his hand ends up just resting lightly on Hal's head. This is lovely, he loves this, he wants more of this, and it's not just the kissing or the maddening, hot urgency in his groin but also, kind of, how Hal specifically wants him. That anyone, especially an alternate version of himself, could want him this much. Dirk closes his eyes and tilts his chin up, giving Hal access to as much of his neck as he might like. The trust that Hal won't hurt him even while making himself vulnerable like this is almost as hot as Hal's breath on his skin.

 

The hair pets are nice while they last, and Hal is pretty sure he could get them back if he moved his mouth somewhere less sensitive, but also kissing up Dirk's neck is pretty great too, being more in control again of what's going on. Dirk's chin tips up and away from Hal's mouth and he hums against Dirk's neck, kissing back down it again, lips moving wetter over the skin than before. He presses his lips against the part of Dirk's neck where it joins his shoulder, mouth open, and sucks. If Dirk seems like he enjoys that, he might even try biting, although he's pretty sure that's quite a big step up from just kissing, when it comes to the neck at least, so maybe not. He could always ask Dirk's opinion of course but he's not sure if he has quite enough confidence to just lift his head and be like 'hey Dirk so I'm not a vampire or anything but I kind of want to bite you on the neck.' Instead, he kisses around the base of Dirk's throat, and starts working up the other side of his neck.

 

Dirk is being good, he's doing the self control thing like no one's business, so when Hal makes him gasp by sucking on his neck he twitches his fingers off Hal's hair for a second before going back to petting it restlessly. It feels amazing, and while lazy makeouts and light petting seems like a fantastic way to spend the evening Dirk is almost painfully turned on right now. Not that he wants to stop, or even that he wants Hal to go further since Hal isn't comfortable, he's just... Hal moves his damp little kisses to the other side of his neck and Dirk shifts under him, fighting to stay still but finding it increasingly difficult. Small, wanting, whimpering noises occasionally slip past Dirk's lips because he's being tortured and wants it to go on forever.

 

Dirk is being so good, but unfortunately Hal is totally unaware of the internal aspects of his noble struggle, just the fact that Dirk's hand twitched off his hair like he briefly thought it was on fire or something. Thinking of fiery hair makes him remember Dirk's vehement objections to the idea of red hair, which he's totally going to ask Roxy about later because like, what the fuck, dude? For now though, he keeps kissing Dirk's neck, giving it a brief and experimental lick because the little noises Dirk occasionally makes are hot as fuck and also give him a really proud, satisfied feeling, like he's doing a good job with what he's doing, and he wants to make them come more often, or louder, either would be great.

 

Dirk feels a bit like an experimental test subject as Hal kisses him, and then licks him as though seeing if that will illicit the same response or something different. A ridiculous little "Ah!" comes out of his mouth and he wishes he could take it back because it's clearly only encouraging Hal. He also wishes he were comfortable enough to make whatever noises it took to keep Hal sprawled across his chest and examining every inch of his throat, trying to find the best spot by process of elimination. (He wishes he could have time powers like Dave so that he could relive the present over and over while also jumping forward in time to where Hal is comfortable holding him down and going to town on him without reservation.) The hand in Hal's hair is still again, and the one around his back is spread wide as though trying to touch as much of Hal as possible at once. The words that pop into Dirk's mind are "soft" and "fragile" but surprisingly "mine" also makes a somewhat unwelcome appearance. It's waaay too... something. He'll think about it later. Maybe.

 

A sexy experimental test subject. Hal should get out his sexy scientist outfit that he does not in fact have. The adorable little "Ah!" is definitely encouraging Hal. It's too late, he's encouraged, and he's proving it by kissing wetly up to just behind Dirk's ear, his nose pressed to the back of it, leaving a nice trail of saliva and kisses behind. He stretches his neck up as much as he can, trying to kiss higher into Dirk's hair line, accidentally scraping his teeth against Dirk's skin as he does. He mumbles a "Shit, sorry," and kisses down to a more manageable level, flicking his tongue out to briefly dance across the underside of Dirk's earlobe. He's somewhat resigned to the frequent interruptions to the hair petting, and just having Dirk's hand there is nice enough on its own anyway. Just having Dirk here, in bed with him, letting him kiss over his neck is nice enough on its own anyway. He should concentrate on that.

 

As soon as Dirk feels like he almost has a handle on himself Hal does something new and frustratingly exciting like kissing around his ear, or scrapping his teeth on Dirk's skin, GodDAMN . His hips involuntarily twitch at that, pressing deeper into the mattress, but he tries to cover it up by shifting his legs under the blanket. "Ah, um, no d-don't be sorry. It's fine." His voice is quiet and breathy, it gives away too much and Dirk decides to shut up for now. That turns out to be untenable when Hal cutely licks his ear, making him whimper like before, but louder.

 

It was an accident. "Mmm." Dirk sounds like he's, well, somewhat the opposite of annoyed at the teeth scraping, so Hal might try it again later, but for now he keeps experimenting with Dirk's ear, licking around the shell of it (and getting hair against his tongue, which is less pleasant than skin) and copying Dirk in nipping at his earlobe. Stretching his neck out far enough is starting to get a little uncomfortable, so he shifts his body, resting more weight on Dirk's chest to make it easier. Hal is confident that if he starts getting too heavy on top of him, Dirk will let him know.

 

The breath in his ear is doing about as much for him or more than the delicate licking, which is honestly almost silly, but then Hal gets his teeth in Dirk again, making him squirm and bite his own lip with a stifled "Mmph!" Hal also puts more of his weight on Dirk, which feels the opposite of uncomfortable; the way it presses him into the mattress is pretty hot.

Something else to focus on might help with the way his dick aches for contact so, against his better judgement, he opens his mouth again. "Hal, ah, what did you like? I don't, mmm, want to just lay here and, and do nothing for you." Dirk internally curses his voice and his face is absurdly hot, if only his skin wasn't pale enough to turn a bright, splochy red. "I could touch you here," He scritches Hal's hair for a moment. "Or here," He drags his hand down the back of Hal's neck and onto his back for a few firm strokes. "Or maybe here," Dirk lightly rests his hand half on Hal's lower back, half on top of the hem of his pants, but avoiding the booty before asking the cutie. "Anything you like." Damn his voice was husky when he said that, downright lewd. Apparently he can only sometimes control his stupid voice, and makeouts is not one of those times.