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Cel runs their fingers through Barnes' hair with a content smile on their face as they watch him drift in and out of sleep in their lap.
It's another lazy afternoon after time spent building that silly boat Cel promised all those months ago in the thick of almost dying. He came up to them a few days after everyone returned and the dust was settling on Bear City. He asked in the smallest voice they’ve ever heard if they'd actually like to make due on that promise. Cel's reply was a simple, equally small nod, and now here they were.
On the coast and back in Japan. Close enough to Cel's stepsons and even closer to Jasper and the others in the village if need be. Zolf joined them a few weeks later with a thin excuse of knowing how to build ships. Neither of them questioned him and he was taken in kindly. Now Cel just feels safe with them, content. They finally believe that after all this time they can enjoy the rest of their life with a little peace.
A few more minutes pass when Barnes opens his eyes and begins to shift in their lap. He moves to place a quick kiss near their inner thigh atop their trousers. Cel shifts slightly at the contact as they continue to watch him toss and turn until he situated himself upwards and now he’s only inches from their face.
Cel holds their breath in confusion and preparation as Barnes moves in and places gentle kisses to each cheek before he leans in further and finds their mouth. They're confusion melts away when he licks their bottom lip before giving it a nip as he pulls back.
"Uh-uh okay, um, hi," Cel says, their held breath releases in a huff that blows into his face. He chuckles and smiles before he kisses them again, this time he snakes his arms around to hold their lower back. Cel adjusts into it as their hands find his hair. They sink down into the couch. Barnes is now on top and places one leg in between both of Cel's, making it hard for them to move.
This goes on for a bit when Cel begins to try and thrust upwards to create any sort of friction between Barnes' leg and their groin, but it's painfully not working like they'd like. At their obvious frustration Barnes pulls away with a smile on his glossy lips. He doesn't say anything as he shifts to begin work on Cel's neck. They move their hands from his hair to his arms and squeeze each side hard while letting out a low, pitiful growl.
"Ja-James," they say, "Barnes I-oh," they let cut themselves off with a sigh as Barnes bites down right near their collarbone before licking the area, his tongue moving in slow, light circles. Cel's grip tightens.
Finally he stops and straightens up, moving so he's not completely on top of them anymore and Cel takes the space to move out from under him. They look at him with a mixture of wonder, arousal, and curiosity.
"Not that I didn't appreciate that, because, uh, wow…” they trail off a moment and shiver slightly. Barnes holds back a laugh, “I, just uh- where-where did all that come from?" They ask.
Barnes bites his lip and looks away shyly as the blush Cel's gotten so used to returns to his cheeks, "Dunno," he says, his tone almost annoyingly earnest, "just felt like doing it."
Cel can’t quite hold back their surprise laughter at that. It's loud and turns into a snort and they grab him and pull him into another kiss.
And now it's on, because no one can kiss Cel like that and get to just leave it there. They bite his lower lip maybe a little bit too hard and he whimpers. He pushes harder into Cel until they're pinned between him and the arm rest, which is exactly where they want to be.
Cel's hand travels down his chest and reaches his waistline. They tug at his tucked in shirt and pry it out. They waste no time unbuttoning it but when they begin to pull it off his shoulder he stops them.
"Maybe we should go somewhere else, yeah?" He says.
Cel looks around at the open windows, and more importantly, the open front door. It's not like they personally would be opposed to it, but they know Zolf could be home soon, and that it's not "proper etiquette"... or so they've been told by him in the past.
Semi-reluctantly, they nod and they redirect themselves to the bedroom. Cel closes the door and turns to move towards Barnes again, but now they gauge how nervous he looks. It's a subtle change but Cel's programmed themselves to pick up on those subtle changes. They put a hand on his cheek and search his eyes. "Hey," they say, "where'd you go? You okay? Because we-we don't have to do anything we can just stay in here or go back out there or uh-" they're cut off when he kisses them. It's deep and long and one that leaves Cel a little dizzy and a little hotter.
"How do you do that?" he asks.
Cel blinks a couple times, "Do... do what I don't do anything really, well I-I don't um, what?" they ramble out.
Barnes just smiles and shakes his head as he brings them to the bed. They both sit at the edge and hold each other's hands.
Silence fills the room as he plays with their interlocked fingers. Cel smiles and squeezes a hand to get his attention. "Is there something you want to talk about, James," they say.
He smiles and bites his lip. It's a nervous tick that shows he's in full concentration mode.
After another silent moment, he nods his head. "Yes, uh, actually I, um. You-you know the- the thing you wear sometimes. The, uh, strapped thing…” he trails off. His face is completely red now as he tries to look at anything in the room but Cel.
That’s when the lightbulb goes off and they smile wide and bring his face back to look at them, “You want me to wear that,” they say.
He takes a moment to examine their face before he nods, “If that’s okay with you,” he says, “And I-I don’t want to do what we well, usually do with it. There’s something else I want to try.”
Cel’s interest peaks immediately and their smile grows bigger, “Well as you know I rather like experimentation in all aspects of life! It keeps it interesting,” they say. Barnes just looks at them with a new found something in his eye that fills their stomach with excitement. They lean in to give him a quick peck on the lips before standing up and heading towards the dresser to retrieve the device.
They open the second to top drawer and there it is. The harness is simple in its design, thick black leather with silver buckles on the side. They pick it up out of the drawer and then reach back in for the firm red dildo that accompanies it. It’s the first one Cel ever made and as silly as it sounds it held importance to them. They put the dildo in place and go to put it on before Barnes stops them.
“Trousers and pants off, please,” he says. His tone’s shifted into something Cel hasn’t heard from him before, but it’s welcomed easily.
“Y-yes,” they stutter as they oblige. The cool air hits them and they try not to visibly shiver but it’s hard, especially when the look from Barnes only grows hotter.
He gives them a nod as if telling them to proceed and they do eagerly.
They fumble a bit but eventually they buckle the harness to their hips and adjust it so it fits snug like they like it. The coolness of the metal hitting their sides feels better than they thought it would and the way the harness lays on their bare ass also feels different than they expected. Cel still has no idea where Barnes wants to take this, but they’re ready to find out.
They take a small moment to brace themself before moving back towards him. They stand in front of him, awaiting instruction.
Barnes reaches up and grabs their back thigh right under their ass cheek and holds them there. Cel let's out a yip of surprise and he laughs. He looks up at them and they stare at each other for what feels like eternity. It’s at that moment that Cel thinks they can trust him in anything. It’s both a freeing feeling and terrifying one. He leans up briefly and places a small kiss right above their belly button, making Cel tense every muscle in their body. They put a hand in his hair and tug.
Still looking up at them, Barnes moves downward and takes the dildo into his mouth.
Cel grips his hair tighter as they screw their eyes shut. That’s not what they were expecting but as they hear his lips smack around their dick it’s amazing.
His breathing is controlled as he continues to move up and down the shaft. Some of his air comes out to hit against Cel's cunt that's growing wetter. He removes his mouth and brings his free hand up. He spits in it and strokes them a few times before going in again.
Cel let's out a soft moan. “James…” they say. With both hands in his hair they grip onto him tight. At first it's for balance but as he keeps bobbing up and down the dick Cel pushes his mouth deeper onto them. Holding him there to suck on all of it for as long as he can, and he takes it gladly as his free hand now gently runs up and down their left leg.
They release him so he can come up for air. He goes back to stroking it. He's breathing is heavy and his bottom lip has a little trickle of spit running down it. Cel takes a hand and begins to wipe it away with their thumb. He takes their thumb into his mouth and sucks on it for a second. Cel shudders, unsure how much longer they can stand.
Barnes works the underside as he kisses down the shaft. He pauses at the end and goes a little further down, kissing their exposed cunt.
The stimulation shocks them and Cel hisses. He backs away and looks up, “Is that okay?” he asks.
“Yes- yes it’s okay I just, fuck James, you just, please keep sucking,” they beg. It’s rare for them, but then again so was this situation.
He smirks up at them and gives a mock salute and a wink.
His lips are back around the dick and Cel just watches him move.
They’re so caught up in his face they don’t even notice how his free hand slid up their leg to find their cunt until they feel his thumb swipe across their clit. Cel bucks back and moves one hand from his hair to his shoulder to not completely fall over.
Barnes is looking up at them, with a twinkle in his eye he winks.
“You bastard,” Cel gritts out. He laughs around them and continues his work.
He slows his rhythm down to match the speed of his thumb that’s rubbing up and down their opening. Cel thinks it’s too slow as they start to try and thrust into his mouth.
Barnes gets the hint and works faster. He squeezes the hand that’s still holding behind their right thigh to keep them in place. He removes his mouth from the dildo only for a moment before he begins to pepper it with kisses again, starting from the tip. Each kiss is punctuated by a feather light swipe of their clit and Cel can’t really wrap their head around what’s happening.
He kisses their thighs before returning back again. Cel’s close as they tighten instantly around the fingers he inserts. They try to grind down onto them as much as they can as they feel them curl and twist inside.
“Yeah just like that please James I’m…” they begin but go silent as he grips around them tight and they come onto him.
He rides them out with ease. Slowing his pace as they finish. He removes his fingers slowly but quickly as he moves off the bed to help them sit. Cel’s pretty sure they lost all feeling in their lower half.
Barnes goes to wash up and grab a warm towel for them. He returns and wipes them up, careful of overstimulation. He gently removes the harness and sets it to the side. Cel barely waits for him to be done before they grab him and pull him down into bed. They trace up and down his warm and exposed chest. They absentmindedly kiss some of his rogue scars.
They look to see him watching them.
“Hi,” they say.
“Hi,” he says.
Nothing is said after that, and though there’s still plenty of daylight left they both eventually drift off to sleep. Cel knows that one day soon they’ll have to return the favor.