"...did you set a reminder to talk about something serious and probably upsetting with me?" The tone of his voice makes the mild 'what the fuck, César' clear, but there's also amusement there. Because yeah, that's just like his boyfriend, to schedule something like this.
Johnny's lounging on the bed with a book, but that gets closed and some nearby detritus of shipboard life gets stuck in it as a bookmark. Perhaps it's a dress sock, perhaps it's a bingo card, perhaps it's just a scrap of paper.
"I had a good reason!" César protests lightly, amused.
"So I wouldn't forget while sparing my working memory the task of remembering and being in a constant state of mental anguish." A pause. A grimace. A sigh.
"Hmm. Too dramatic of words." But he shrugs and climbs up onto the bed to join Johnny, then asks because he needs confirmation. "Is that a 'yes' or a 'no'?"
"That's a yes, because now you've got me in a state of mental anguish. Or at least strong concern. So don't stretch it out much longer, please. Tell me what's going on."
Because look, Johnny is an anxiety-ridden puppy like the rest of them.
César's eyes flash with guilt and settle into worry, his voice dropping gentler, as he reaches over to cup Johnny's chin, brushing his thumb over his lips. "Hey... hey."
It's only for a second before he drops his hand to give Johnny freedom of movement. He rests up next to him, back against the headboard, legs pulled closer towards his chest.
"Everything's okay, mi corazón. I just upset John when I talked about with him about this before. I hate upsetting the people I love. That's all."
A bit of reassurance before he launches right into it.
"You may as well tell me what this is about, now. The uncertainty's the part that's getting to me." He moves so he's sitting right in front of César, to watch his face and movements and untangle what's going on right now. He's almost more confused than anything else, right now.
César wishes he could have Johnny in his arms for this conversation, but he understands different needs. Johnny needs to watch his face and be able to move around.
"Okay, okay," César closes his eye, breathes in, breathes out, and opens his eyes, looking at Johnny surprisingly comfortably. "I just realized, now that I've got experience... my hypersensitivity means I'm getting overwhelmed and overstimulated during sex. And that it also can ramp up so fast that it's hard for me to catch my bearings. I've been able to deal with it myself, but... when I spilled the beans to John while truth telling, he was upset I didn't say anything sooner."
Straight into the truth. It was far easier to say than he expected. He's absorbed what Watson said and took it to heart.
Rather than being upset, Johnny seems to transition into problem-solving mode.
"Alright, let me repeat that back in my own words, to make sure I'm understanding the crux of the issue: because you tend to be pretty sensitive, it's going to be better if we work up the intensity more slowly over time while being intimate."
And without putting much thought in it, he sort of gestures a loose graph of 'intensity over time' with an arm and lowers the slope as he speaks. Because this is a businessman, he understands data in the form of chart. And he also understands scientists.
"Is the amount of focus on the penetrative act contributing to you being overwhelmed and overstimulated, out of curiosity?"
Just from the sagging relief in his shoulders and how he breathes into a soft smile, the answer to that first part is most assuredly yes. He mirrors the gentler slope with his own hand. A little laugh. Graphs are something he gets naturally.
It's the follow-up question that gets a surprised blinks. He tilts his head and hmms. Which is half an answer in itself.
"Slower would help a lot." To confirm that first bit, once he finally speaks. "And.... yes. We always get to that point before I'm ready for it? I've always enjoyed myself, of course, but...."
His smile turns a bit shy. "It feels I'm only halfway through dinner when we get to dessert? I mean, I love dessert, but I'd like to linger more in just being with either and both of you."
"Follow-up: do you need dessert every time, or would it be nice to just savor all the possible options there are for dinner sometimes, without everything being focused on chasing orgasm?"
Yes, he's mixing the metaphor here, but he trusts César to be able to at least mostly unwrap that for what's intended. Or to ask questions that Johnny will be absolutely delighted to answer.
No need to think about that; César's smile brightens. "Oh, yes! It'd be nice to just touch each other or sometimes just... hug while naked."
He rubs his neck, glancing away slightly. "I uh... do have a bit of a fantasy of just being inside of you—" a collective, that includes John. "—for the connection while we kiss and touch...." He looks back. "Or the other way around. Just... there for a little bit, you know? Just various ways of being intimate instead of just sex."
"Any other fantasies you've been keeping to yourself? Because there are a lot of ways to be intimate. Some don't involve getting undressed at all. Some are incredibly slow and careful. Some require an extreme amount of trust."
He's realizing that he is about to be a corrupting force in this man's life to an extent he hadn't realized.
Johnny is already a corrupting force in this sweet, absolutely innocent boy's life, but... yes. Case in point:
César looks mildly confused. "Uhm... I would maybe like to just use our hands sometimes? Although I really like the idea of us being partially clothed sometime or... well, b-being able to orgasm without taking out clothes off as well—"
Lightbulb goes off as he fully processes that question, and there's that wide surprise again. ".... waiiiiit, you mean like bondage?"
"Only if that's something you'd have any interest in. But that is the realm of the sort of things I was talking about. Or blindfolding you or having you put cotton balls in your ears. Dulling certain senses to intensify the others. Or...giving you a massage and running an ice cube along your skin, so you can feel it melt."
Or plenty of other ideas he has.
"Again, at this stage, all of these are simply ideas. What I want is to know you're comfortable. I'm not going to start anything like this without discussing it in depth with you."
"... You... want to do those sorts of things to me?" César squirms a bit, color coming to his cheeks as he looks away and back, shy and smiling, flattered. "You do... Oh."
"... I wouldn't be opposed to some of that? Eventually? I think?" César laughs a little. "But absolutely no pain or plugging up my ears. And I already have a problem with stuff being too intense, so... we'd have to be careful? And you'd have to show me first?"
He has to reach out for Johnny, crossing his legs and reaching out to touch a knee, bouncing one of his own knees a little. "I do like trust as a kink idea, and I trust you. But I've never thought about it before in regards to me."
Johnny's hand moves to take César's, lightly turning his hand palm up. He unbuttons the cuff of his dress shirt, and then just plays his fingertips in light circles on the inside of his forearm.
Nothing more than that, no nails, barely any pressure. But clearly a demonstration.
César's quiet and pliant, watching with curiosity as Johnny takes his hand and unbuttons the cuff of his shirt. What is he doing? It's... so unexpectedly intense near the wrist that César shifts slightly, but the further Johnny moves from that, the less intense it is.
It's almost tickling but not quite. He looks in awe. It's... a different sort of intimacy? César swallows, but he's most certainly not pulling away.
"I almost want to test how sensitive each part of your body is, to build a map of your nerves and understand what every light touch is going to do to you. Methodically. Carefully. How does that make you feel?"
His voice is simply a whisper, and he smiles as he suggests that.
César looks up smoothly from where Johnny's touching him, and then he smiles warmly, voice dropping to match. "That... sounds really nice. And it'd really help with figuring out what accommodations I need." A bit of a laugh. "My wrist's sensitive, almost too much."
“Important information to know if the idea of bondage ever comes into play, that.” Look, that was something César had come up with first. Johnny’s just working the logistics of that in his mind.
"Do you want to take off your shirt so I can move higher, or should I stay right here and explore this area more thoroughly?" He's happy either way, especially knowing it's making the brain quiet down. The hand that's not playing over César's skin is still holding onto the hand, and he leans in to give the palm a gentle kiss.
"Of course, my love." So he lingers, but he does start to vary the touch a little, going from stroking in circles to gentle taps like raindrops falling on César's skin. Still no nails, just something a little different for variety.
Look, if César is interested in extended foreplay and exploring touch, he's going to get just that here.
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Date: 2022-07-15 08:49 pm (UTC)Johnny's lounging on the bed with a book, but that gets closed and some nearby detritus of shipboard life gets stuck in it as a bookmark. Perhaps it's a dress sock, perhaps it's a bingo card, perhaps it's just a scrap of paper.
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Date: 2022-07-15 09:34 pm (UTC)"So I wouldn't forget while sparing my working memory the task of remembering and being in a constant state of mental anguish." A pause. A grimace. A sigh.
"Hmm. Too dramatic of words." But he shrugs and climbs up onto the bed to join Johnny, then asks because he needs confirmation. "Is that a 'yes' or a 'no'?"
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Date: 2022-07-15 09:42 pm (UTC)Because look, Johnny is an anxiety-ridden puppy like the rest of them.
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Date: 2022-07-15 10:14 pm (UTC)It's only for a second before he drops his hand to give Johnny freedom of movement. He rests up next to him, back against the headboard, legs pulled closer towards his chest.
"Everything's okay, mi corazón. I just upset John when I talked about with him about this before. I hate upsetting the people I love. That's all."
A bit of reassurance before he launches right into it.
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Date: 2022-07-17 01:50 am (UTC)"Okay, okay," César closes his eye, breathes in, breathes out, and opens his eyes, looking at Johnny surprisingly comfortably. "I just realized, now that I've got experience... my hypersensitivity means I'm getting overwhelmed and overstimulated during sex. And that it also can ramp up so fast that it's hard for me to catch my bearings. I've been able to deal with it myself, but... when I spilled the beans to John while truth telling, he was upset I didn't say anything sooner."
Straight into the truth. It was far easier to say than he expected. He's absorbed what Watson said and took it to heart.
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Date: 2022-07-17 01:58 am (UTC)"Alright, let me repeat that back in my own words, to make sure I'm understanding the crux of the issue: because you tend to be pretty sensitive, it's going to be better if we work up the intensity more slowly over time while being intimate."
And without putting much thought in it, he sort of gestures a loose graph of 'intensity over time' with an arm and lowers the slope as he speaks. Because this is a businessman, he understands data in the form of chart. And he also understands scientists.
"Is the amount of focus on the penetrative act contributing to you being overwhelmed and overstimulated, out of curiosity?"
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Date: 2022-07-17 02:19 am (UTC)It's the follow-up question that gets a surprised blinks. He tilts his head and hmms. Which is half an answer in itself.
"Slower would help a lot." To confirm that first bit, once he finally speaks. "And.... yes. We always get to that point before I'm ready for it? I've always enjoyed myself, of course, but...."
His smile turns a bit shy. "It feels I'm only halfway through dinner when we get to dessert? I mean, I love dessert, but I'd like to linger more in just being with either and both of you."
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Date: 2022-07-17 02:24 am (UTC)"Follow-up: do you need dessert every time, or would it be nice to just savor all the possible options there are for dinner sometimes, without everything being focused on chasing orgasm?"
Yes, he's mixing the metaphor here, but he trusts César to be able to at least mostly unwrap that for what's intended. Or to ask questions that Johnny will be absolutely delighted to answer.
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Date: 2022-07-17 02:40 am (UTC)He rubs his neck, glancing away slightly. "I uh... do have a bit of a fantasy of just being inside of you—" a collective, that includes John. "—for the connection while we kiss and touch...." He looks back. "Or the other way around. Just... there for a little bit, you know? Just various ways of being intimate instead of just sex."
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Date: 2022-07-17 02:53 am (UTC)He's realizing that he is about to be a corrupting force in this man's life to an extent he hadn't realized.
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Date: 2022-07-17 03:02 am (UTC)César looks mildly confused. "Uhm... I would maybe like to just use our hands sometimes? Although I really like the idea of us being partially clothed sometime or... well, b-being able to orgasm without taking out clothes off as well—"
Lightbulb goes off as he fully processes that question, and there's that wide surprise again. ".... waiiiiit, you mean like bondage?"
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Date: 2022-07-17 03:11 am (UTC)Or plenty of other ideas he has.
"Again, at this stage, all of these are simply ideas. What I want is to know you're comfortable. I'm not going to start anything like this without discussing it in depth with you."
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Date: 2022-07-17 03:27 am (UTC)Because blushing like that could mean a whole host of things.
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Date: 2022-07-17 03:37 am (UTC)He has to reach out for Johnny, crossing his legs and reaching out to touch a knee, bouncing one of his own knees a little. "I do like trust as a kink idea, and I trust you. But I've never thought about it before in regards to me."
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Date: 2022-07-17 03:46 am (UTC)Nothing more than that, no nails, barely any pressure. But clearly a demonstration.
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Date: 2022-07-17 03:59 am (UTC)It's almost tickling but not quite. He looks in awe. It's... a different sort of intimacy? César swallows, but he's most certainly not pulling away.
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Date: 2022-07-17 04:03 am (UTC)His voice is simply a whisper, and he smiles as he suggests that.
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Date: 2022-07-17 09:37 pm (UTC)A little laugh, squeezing the hand holding his. "I think... maybe getting undressed could be part of this? But touch here for now."
It's nice. He doesn't want to interrupt it yet. A warm blanket around his brain.
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Date: 2022-07-17 10:21 pm (UTC)Look, if César is interested in extended foreplay and exploring touch, he's going to get just that here.
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