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Tweak says, "Manos, the Hands of Fate!"

Klaus Hargreeves (quietthedead) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-06-26 01:45:00

Entry tags:

ben hargreeves (netflix), klaus hargreeves (netflix)

WHO: Klaus and Ben Hargreeves
WHAT: A discussion about breakfast
WHERE: Their place
WHEN: Not long after this
RATING: Probably nsfw eventually

Bill's first visit had been enlightening to say the least, and though they hadn't explicitly done anything about it, the idea of it had been working its way around in Klaus' mind ever since and there was only so long he could hold on to something before it came falling out of his mouth and now here he was one evening finding his way into Ben's room.

It was weird having their own spaces like this, sure they had when they'd been boys, but for so long they had been effectively living together in the same space that to be without him nearly constantly left Klaus with a feeling that he was always forgetting something. It wasn't the same kind of ache that he'd had without Ben entirely but it was still something.

"Two beds are highly overrated," He declared as he flopped himself down onto Ben's bed with his usual dramatics. It didn't matter that it was just the two of them here, it was just how Klaus lived his life. Over the top at all times.

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number_6
2019-07-19 10:00 pm UTC (link)

Ben did see him. Really, really see him. Had seen him for forever now and he was just —

Just. Ben was really proud, actually. Klaus was doing so well here. Was healthier than he’d seen him in — maybe for as long as Ben could remember and he was just really glad that he could be an active part of that, even if he wasn’t sure he ever wanted to vocally say so. It felt weird, maybe. To call attention to that hard won sobriety, like maybe mentioning it would be a strange reminder of it? Ben wasn’t sure. Maybe he should have paid more attention in all those past meetings.

Not that that was the current focus. Right now, he was focused on Klaus’ hand around his dick, on the way his eyes were so warm, his expression giving. Ben had always loved him most. Maybe this was something that would have happened no matter what, no matter where they were.

He breathed out a tight noise, like interested approval that had come low from his belly, and reached out until his hand was settled low over Klaus’, possibly helping, or maybe just really getting a feel for the way he moved. “That’s — that’s really fucking good.” He wanted more. But he also wanted to give Klaus something. Anything. “What about you—?”

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quietthedead
2019-07-20 03:14 am UTC (link)

Klaus was entirely happy to do this, to touch Ben like this and watch the way he reacted to it - sure his body was absolutely interested in what they were doing, but that interest was happy to wait as he took Ben in hand like this. He groaned lowly when Ben wrapped his hand around his too, not quite guiding him but definitely along for the ride as he continued that stroking up and down over the length of him.

"Yeah it is," Klaus agreed, not just that it would be good for Ben but it was good for him too, he'd thought about it ever since their sort of interesting flirty breakfast with Bill and now here he was in Ben's bed with his hands on him and Klaus knew this was exactly what he'd wanted that morning, and here he was now.

"You wanna?" He asked when Ben asked about him. Waiting for that look on his face before he was reaching for Ben's hand and moving it from where he'd joined Klaus instead to himself, a shuddering sort of breath easing out of him at the touch, and with one hand on Ben and the other wrapped around Ben's hand on his own cock, Klaus began to move them both, guiding Ben just enough to help him get the idea a bit more. "Oh fuck, Ben."

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number_6
2019-07-20 08:41 pm UTC (link)

Yeah he wanted to. He wouldn't have asked if he didn't. Klaus shoulda known that, at least. That Ben didn't offer words or opinions or much of anything else if he didn't think they were worth his time. Maybe that'd been a habit he'd picked up from being so passive earlier, but it stuck with him now. It meant when he talked, for the most part, it was for a reason.

And when he acted, when he did something, it was because he wanted to. And this? Ben wanted this. His fingers curved around Klaus' cock, he twisted his wrist like he'd watched him do, followed Klaus' helpfully guiding hand and lost his breath completely because how overwhelming and wonderful it was to have this. "You'll make a mess of me," he said after a moment of quiet, where it was just the sound of them moving, the way their breathing went a bit harsh. Ben's words weren't an accusation so much as a warning, impressed and awed.

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quietthedead
2019-07-21 03:57 am UTC (link)

"That's kind of the idea," Klaus huffed lowly when Ben warned him that he'd make a mess. That was exactly what Klaus wanted to do with him, to pull him apart and show him how good this could be, just one small part of all the things he wanted to do with Ben. This was just scratching the surface.

Klaus was breathing shallowly, part of him tempted to look town between their bodies, to see where Ben touched him too, not his own hand on his cock but Ben's moving with Klaus' easy guidance. He swiped his thumb over the head of Ben's dick at the top of the next pull of his hand and groaned.

"God you have no idea," he shook his head slowly, "how good you look like this." Klaus would have told you ages before that Ben was good looking, it was a simple fact. Just like all his siblings actually. But Ben was something special, and most especially like this and Klaus wanted to drink all of him in. "I want to make you come apart for me."

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number_6
2019-07-25 12:12 am UTC (link)

The noise that Ben made when Klaus circled the tip of his dick was absolutely wrecked, and he couldn't not buck into it further. It wasn't about discipline or anything, it just felt so damned good.

And it was fine, it was, because Klaus wanted that, because he was encouraging it and while Ben didn't always agree with over-indulging he absolutely did right now. Coming apart had never been so easy or so good before and maybe he hadn't gone a full marathon length or anything, but it didn't really seem like it was a thing to worry about, not when he was coming and it was literally maybe the best thing he'd ever done in his very short life, or at least the best feeling in it. He made that promised mess even as he tightened his grip on Klaus' hand and surged forward for another kiss because he was positive that'd make it better than it already was.

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quietthedead
2019-07-25 03:25 am UTC (link)

Watching Ben sink into this was quite possibly the best thing that Klaus had ever done, being able to pull him apart piece by piece until he was pressing into the ring of his fingers and then suddenly and without more warning than what he'd given already coming for him - yeah, Klaus could have this again and again and never get tired of it.

He groaned when Ben pressed into another kiss and pressed into it with just as much eager desire as he got from his brother. Klaus kept his hand moving through it all, pulling as much from Ben as he could and tightening his grip around his own dick with Ben's hand in his and speeding up their pace.

Now that they'd done this they didn't have to hold back any longer, he could have this again - it didn't have to be this one time, and so if he rushed right now it wasn't going to be like he couldn't take his time again later. "Fuck, Ben." He swore pulling back just a little, enough to watch his face as he rocked into his hand pushing himself toward that inevitable climax.

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number_6
2019-07-25 06:29 pm UTC (link)

It was overwhelming as much as it was addicting and Ben was ready to chase down as much as Klaus was willing to give even if he was aware he'd get to the point where overstimulation no longer felt as enchanting as working toward that point. It didn't matter though, because it was better and different with someone else.

Well. Not someone else. Just Klaus.

"Fuck," Ben repeated, a little dazed and the smile he offered his brother was loopy, giddy and soft. But they weren't done, and he tilted his head down a little to finally watch properly, to push Klaus' hand away from his own erection so that Ben could take over completely. He'd always been smart; a quick study and he was out to prove it.

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quietthedead
2019-07-25 09:02 pm UTC (link)

Klaus huffed a laugh, breathlessly amused when Ben pushed his hand away and took over what Klaus had been leading him through initially. It was somehow better like this, despite Ben's inexperience. That it was Ben, that he'd been wearing that spaced out sort of look of pleasure on his face when he'd looked at him - and now this.

Yes. This was exactly what he'd wanted and Klaus couldn't help but groan when Ben did actually look then, between them to where his hand moved following the same kinds of movements that Klaus had been using before then. "Fuck, just like that, Ben." He gasped out his name tipping his head forward until he could rest against Ben's shoulder.

"Don't stop," He groaned, it was his turn then to move his hips, pressing into Ben's hand eager for more of his touch.

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number_6
2019-07-29 10:35 pm UTC (link)

Of course he wasn't going to stop. There'd be absolutely no stopping until they were both sated and happy, and curled up in a mess tangle of limbs. Ben knew that Klaus was just saying it because -- because sometimes you just had to say something, and that was the best option.

So, yeah. He didn't stop, in fact, when Klaus got to actually moving along with him (Ben knew, of course, that he'd been holding off just for the sake of being polite), he twisted his wrist a little, experimenting with weight and speed but ultimately not switching anything up so much that it wouldn't still feel good for his brother. That was very important to Ben for a million different reasons.

"C'mon," He said, lips pressing against Klaus' shoulder.

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quietthedead
2019-07-30 11:37 pm UTC (link)

On another day he would have held on longer, drawn this out and made it last as long as possible. Really savoring the moment, but let's be honest, patience had never been one of Klaus' strong suits especially when he was right in the middle of something he wanted desperately. And Ben - he was something that Klaus wanted, had wanted for so long and now here he was perfect and everything that Klaus could have asked for and he was going to make a mess of them both. Not at all content with the idea that it might just be Ben doing that.

He groaned and nodded, when Ben urged him on. "Yeah," He nodded, his head pressed against Ben's shoulder. "Yeah, I am."

He rutted against Ben, driving himself into the ring of his fingers, the twists and shifts of Ben's grip only urging him on and in the end push him over that edge, spilling over Ben's fingers with a strangled groan as his body tensed and he gave in.

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number_6
2019-08-01 12:53 am UTC (link)

What a good feeling. What a heady, entrancing feeling. Ben gasped all over again when Klaus came, making a mess of the both of them. But that wasn't really what he was focused on. What he cared about right now was how good it felt to make Klaus feel good. Getting was good, absolutely, but giving felt -- wonderful. Magical. Like something he'd never been able to do before, but now that he had he was pretty sure he was going to become quickly addicted.

"Look at you," he said a bit wonderingly, even though they were so wrapped up in each other that looking wasn't really a possibility -- especially since Ben had no real interest in moving, instead he only pressed closer until they were both toppling over to lay down again. "Klaus."

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quietthedead
2019-08-01 05:37 am UTC (link)

Klaus was panting, and even when Ben encouraged him to look he wasn't moved to do anything more than lean into Ben and try to catch his breath, to pull himself together enough once more to be able to hold on to Ben and savor this part of it just as much as he had the rest.

Thankfully Ben had the right idea as he pressed in close so that soon they were both laying down side by side, tangled up in one another, "Ben." He said his brother's name, tasting it as he did, stroking a hand against Ben's side. It was what he'd wanted, so much of had been passing between them since Ben had found his way back to tangibility, even before that point. But it hadn't been an option until now, until this very moment perhaps.

But here they were now, a mess and tangled together, they would need a shower - no a bath, when they got clean it needed to be a bath. For now though, this was enough. Ben pressed close, the heat of his body, and his name on Ben's lips.

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