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AFTER MUCH DELIBERATION I have decided to release this to the public. So! Here is a lame, lame attempt at Sena/Ari porn. MEANT TO HAVE AN INTRO AND CONCLUSION PARAGRAPH, but we all know how that goes.
The expression on Ari's face was unfathomable, but there were a few things about him that Sena would never completely understand. Still, it was all but forgotten as Sena leaned forward so painfully slowly that their quiet breathing seemed loud in the small room. He kept his eyes open, convinced the redhead would pull away at any moment, but it did not happen. Before he knew it they were staring right at each other, even as their eyes closed and lips brushed hesitantly. And it was all he had ever wanted.
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As Sena leaned forward to press his lips against Ari's, he wondered desperately if this was just another cruel joke. That one of them or both of them wasn't themselves as it always was.
At least, he tried to wonder, but it was difficult to do when you realized that your hands were removing another boy's shirt seemingly of their own accord and the person you've spent months and day and hours watching wistfully is lying right underneath you and is hesitatingly twining his arms around your neck and the space between you is only the half inch of air that hangs between your lips only long enough to swallow and breathe.
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And good god it's just too good and more like those guilty fantasies that make you wake up feeling awkward, but here they are in the camp store (ironic for the number of times it had been imagined as the location) and Ari is on the floor and Sena is on Ari and they are in the middle of something that is unmistakably sex. Sena is trying to figure how the hell he got there leaning forward on his elbows with Ari's fingers pressing hard into his back, and in a strangely out of body moment is very grateful for every taxing moment of football practice because apparently the actual act of thrusting calls for a certain amount of athleticism. Especially when you're fucking someone on a smooth floor with limited leverage for feet. But whatever it is and however it turned out this way, it's electric and heady and a lot like being drunk, Sena thinks.
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So he closes his eyes, takes a breath, and before his mouth becomes too dry to speak, "I" and "love" and "you" come tumbling out over his lips into the air between them. Their foreheads are pressed together and Sena is afraid to open his eyes and see the painful truth he is sure is there on Ari's face. He can feel the other boy tense underneath his chest and prepares himself even more. However, he is startled and cannot help the teeniest of jumps when he feels arms wrap around his back and hold him tight followed by a sigh of warm breath blowing past his ear. Despite the niggling fact of the potential that someone could come walking in at any moment, Sena feels safer than he ever has.
The expression on Ari's face was unfathomable, but there were a few things about him that Sena would never completely understand. Still, it was all but forgotten as Sena leaned forward so painfully slowly that their quiet breathing seemed loud in the small room. He kept his eyes open, convinced the redhead would pull away at any moment, but it did not happen. Before he knew it they were staring right at each other, even as their eyes closed and lips brushed hesitantly. And it was all he had ever wanted.
-----
As Sena leaned forward to press his lips against Ari's, he wondered desperately if this was just another cruel joke. That one of them or both of them wasn't themselves as it always was.
At least, he tried to wonder, but it was difficult to do when you realized that your hands were removing another boy's shirt seemingly of their own accord and the person you've spent months and day and hours watching wistfully is lying right underneath you and is hesitatingly twining his arms around your neck and the space between you is only the half inch of air that hangs between your lips only long enough to swallow and breathe.
-----
And good god it's just too good and more like those guilty fantasies that make you wake up feeling awkward, but here they are in the camp store (ironic for the number of times it had been imagined as the location) and Ari is on the floor and Sena is on Ari and they are in the middle of something that is unmistakably sex. Sena is trying to figure how the hell he got there leaning forward on his elbows with Ari's fingers pressing hard into his back, and in a strangely out of body moment is very grateful for every taxing moment of football practice because apparently the actual act of thrusting calls for a certain amount of athleticism. Especially when you're fucking someone on a smooth floor with limited leverage for feet. But whatever it is and however it turned out this way, it's electric and heady and a lot like being drunk, Sena thinks.
-----
So he closes his eyes, takes a breath, and before his mouth becomes too dry to speak, "I" and "love" and "you" come tumbling out over his lips into the air between them. Their foreheads are pressed together and Sena is afraid to open his eyes and see the painful truth he is sure is there on Ari's face. He can feel the other boy tense underneath his chest and prepares himself even more. However, he is startled and cannot help the teeniest of jumps when he feels arms wrap around his back and hold him tight followed by a sigh of warm breath blowing past his ear. Despite the niggling fact of the potential that someone could come walking in at any moment, Sena feels safer than he ever has.