[Backdated to the beginning of the Valentine's Day event]

[knightofratatosk]

[Waking up next to Richter is a daily occurrence for Emil... in fact, by this point, he thinks of it as odd when he doesn't. What isn't normal, however, is waking up next to Richter with a sudden inexplicable urge to cuddle up against him, nuzzling and dropping little kisses all over the other man's face and neck. Why hadn't he ever noticed how attractive Richter was with his glasses off like this?]

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[judge-evening.livejournal.com]

[Were Richter actually wearing his glasses, he'd be able to appreciate the view as well. Sadly, a skin-colored blur in the shape of a blonde-haired human isn't exactly something to his liking. He'll just have to make up for it with his other senses, meaning a hand is moving up Emil's chest, towards his collarbone. His fingers caress the boy's neck for a moment, before continuing upwards, to his cheek.]

[knightofratatosk]

[The sensation of Richter's fingers on his bare skin causes him to shiver a bit, his throat going suddenly dry. He can't figure out why he suddenly wants this so badly, but the feeling is starting to become overwhelming and he shifts slightly, leaning into the gentle touch almost automatically. His own hands reach out to mirror the other man's movements on Richter's chest; wow, Richter really is nicely built. He's just going to feel those muscles now, hope you don't mind.]

[judge-evening.livejournal.com]

[If it were anyone other than Emil touching him like that, Richter would've probably killed them. Now, however, he can't help but appreciate how good it feels. An urge to pull the boy into another kiss strikes him, but apparently Emil is still intent on enjoying the view. Until that's passed, he'll just have to continue stroking the other's cheek gently.]

[knightofratatosk]

[Once more, on purpose this time, Emil brushes a thumb over Richter's nipple to see if he'll make that gasping sound again. That really turned him on for some reason he can't explain-- it was just a noise, why did it get him so excited? The cheek-stroking is nice too...]

Richter, I want...

[He knows what he wants, he's just having a hard time vocalizing it. Hopefully Richter will understand what he means by this.]

[judge-evening.livejournal.com]

Mm..

[Oh, Richter understood, alright. He understood only too well. It's for this reason that he leans forward to kiss Emil on the lips again, both hands immediately slipping down to the boy's waist. It's kind of insane that he actually wants to do this right now, but on the other hand... He did tell Emil they'd know when the time was right. It seems perfectly right this morning.]

[knightofratatosk]

[Emil's hands settle over Richter's almost right away in silent encouragement as he leans into the kiss. Yes, he's a little nervous about doing this, but the sheer want is quickly drowning that out. Most importantly, he trusts Richter not to hurt him. Richter might be able to feel that his hands are trembling slightly, though.]

[judge-evening.livejournal.com]

[It's certainly not going unnoticed. The last thing on Richter's mind right now is forcing Emil into something, no matter how pleasurable it might be. This is why he breaks away again, trying to look deeply into the boy's eyes.]

Are you sure this is what you want?

[knightofratatosk]

[Emil swallows hard before he answers.]

I'm sure.

[And he means it; he does want this more than anything. After all, he's had more than a few pleasant dreams about it, it's just that he's never done this before and doesn't really know what to expect. The fact that Katou said his experience hurt isn't doing anything to assuage his nervousness, either.]

[judge-evening.livejournal.com]

Nn.

[Richter leans forward to briefly nuzzle the other's neck, before kissing him on the lips. Despite the lack of experience he has in this area, he can completely understand why Emil's anxious about this. At least they're properly prepared this time; a tube of lotion, seemingly quite a good form of lubricant, is lying in the cabinet drawer. He's not about to push his luck though, instead calmly massaging the boy's lower back a bit more.]

[knightofratatosk]

[The massaging seems to be doing a good job of relaxing him as he practically melts into Richter's touch with another pleased moan. Yes, this is good, but it would probably be even better if he could just get these darned pants off. Sitting up a little on his knees, he starts trying to slide his pajama pants down without interrupting the kiss... it's a little more difficult than he had anticipated due to certain regions being rather tight, however.]

[judge-evening.livejournal.com]

[Realizing what Emil is trying to do (emphasis on trying, here), Richter decides to try and help the poor kid out. His fingers gently tug at the pants here and there to ensure it slides down properly. There's no doubt things will be more pleasant without those last articles of clothing.]

[knightofratatosk]

[A slight blush spreads across his cheeks when they finally manage to get the offending piece of clothing off, leaving him completely naked. He knows that such a reaction is silly; it's not like Richter hasn't seen him naked - like they haven't done things - before, after all. But this time... this time he realizes that he wants Richter to look at him, and the thought is at once embarrassing and exciting.]

[judge-evening.livejournal.com]

[The pants are dropped carelessly next to the bed before Richter turns his attention back to Emil. Indeed, it's not like he hasn't seen the boy naked before. However, all the previous times he'd resorted to averting his gaze. He didn't want to embarrass the other, nor could he stand to watch for too long. Yet for some reason, he now finds he can't really look away. A faint smile appears again, before he turns his gaze up to meet Emil's eyes. Meanwhile, both hands move back to the boy's hips.]

[knightofratatosk]

[This time Emil leans forward so that he can press himself up against Richter's body, gasping a bit at the skin contact. Oh, that feels good... A part of him is surprised at how he can be this aroused from nothing more than some kissing and massaging; the rest of him is more focused on finding a way to relieve some of the steadily-growing tension. Hey, Richter, you need to get your pants off too. Feeling suddenly bold, he slips a hand beneath the waistband of the other's pants to touch him.]

[judge-evening.livejournal.com]

[That action managed to catch him off-guard. Richter can't help but give a sharp gasp, his fingers reflexively clenching. The skin contact was already very pleasurable, but this is much better. Following that, he wastes no time in sitting up a bit more, both hands moving down to his pants to try and get them off. It's difficult, though, with the way Emil is still sitting on top of him.]

[knightofratatosk]

[That gasp causes Emil's stomach to tighten in a very pleasant way and he runs a gentle hand up and down the length a few times, brushing his thumb over the tip at the end of each stroke. Once Richter sits up, though, he quickly realizes what the other is trying to do and climbs off with more than a bit of reluctance so that Richter can remove his pants. He's going to take this opportunity to nuzzle and plant little kisses all over Richter's neck and collarbone, one hand sliding down between his own legs just to attempt to lessen the growing ache there.]