the punchline to the joke is asking "someone save us"

[traumatizing]

STILL HERE, HUH?

Looks like you're still on Tera. By choice, or maybe you missed your chance to get home. Doesn't matter really, you're here now and you gotta deal with the fallout one way or another. Here's hoping that works out for you.

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[notahobby]

[After a little while Maxxie starts to ask for just a little more, a little harder. He can tell he's getting closer but he needs something more to get him through the finish line.]

[traumatizing]

[He can do that, shifting again so he can comfortably move his hips that bit harder, his own moans slipping out of him as he feels himself starting to get there. He wants to see Maxxie through his own orgasm first though, so he steels himself to hold out.]

[notahobby]

[It doesn't take long after Terry starts going harder; Maxxie's moans immediately get louder as he feels the tension build in the pit of his stomach until his body finally releases and he digs his fingers into Terry's back as his orgasm washes over him. He didn't expect he'd be able to without touching himself but it feels better for it, lasting longer and feeling stronger than earlier.]

[traumatizing]

[Terry's hot on Maxxie's heels, though his own orgasm is significantly shorter and less spectacular. But really that just gives him time to focus on holding and kissing Maxxie while he rides out his.]

[notahobby]

[Maxxie hums and moans and digs his fingers into Terry's skin, aimlessly seeking affection wherever Terry's willing to give it as he catches his breath and comes down from this.]

[traumatizing]

[That's something he'll happily provide, nosing at Maxxie's face and hair and peppering him with kisses.

[notahobby]

[Maxxie manages to breathlessly get out half a question about whether Terry enjoyed himself.]

Good?

[traumatizing]

Always.

[He hums happily.]

You?

[notahobby]

Amazing.

[He smiles serenely up at the ceiling.]

It's like your dick is magic or something, it always makes me feel good.

[traumatizing]

[The laugh that comes out of him is probably more of a giggle, and he shakes his head, fully surprised by that statement and it takes a few seconds before he can reply.]

I guess, technically speaking, I am literally magic, so...

[notahobby]

Shit, yeah.

[He frowns like he doesn't quite know what to think.]

I forgot.

[traumatizing]

[Terry pauses and lifts his head to look at Maxxie properly, frowning a little in thought.]

Twice over now, I guess.

[notahobby]

[Maxxie frowns back at Terry in confusion. His memories of his last few months in Tera are hazy at best since he tried so hard to push them out.]

How d'you mean?

[traumatizing]

[He sighs softly and-- well first he reaches down to pull out and get rid of the condom, but after that he lays down on top of Maxxie and tries to get his head resting somewhere comfortably.]

Well, my powers from home. Apparently those were magic.

[notahobby]

Huh.

[Maxxie wraps an arm around Terry and runs his hand through Terry's hair.]

Are lots of people magic where you're from?

[traumatizing]

Oh man, it's a whole fucking thing.

[It's never even occurred to him until this moment how little he's actually told Maxxie about his life before all this. Probably because he's so eager to forget it entirely.]

Short version is there's lots of people with powers, but not much magic as far as I know.

[notahobby]

[He frowns a little deeper.]

What's the difference?

[traumatizing]

Well, mutants are all persecuted because... It's a genetic thing? I guess?

[Terry purses his lips in thought and shakes his head.]

I don't really get what the huge deal is if someone's got powers because of a gene or a lab accident or their biological dad's a demon or whatever? Half of us are still getting kicked out of home either way.

[notahobby]

[This is too much information for Maxxie to parse at the moment, so he's silent a little while as he keeps petting Terry's hair.]

Okay, but you don't actually have a magic dick, right?

[traumatizing]

Only as much as any other part of me is magic.

[Nonchalant. It's basically a no.]

[notahobby]

Cool.

[Still frowning in thought.]

And I can't, like... catch any of it from you?

[traumatizing]

I don't think so.

[He frowns a little and shakes his head. Tone just a bit defensive, even if it's a reasonable worry.]

It's not like an infection. I'm not gonna catch curly hair from you.

[notahobby]

[Maxxie lets out an angry huff at that and raises his free hand to his hair in a hopless attempt to smooth it out. He didn't bother using the flat iron earlier because he thought he'd just be cuddling hand having sex with Terry all day not being called out like this.]

[traumatizing]

[Terry shakes his head and reaches for the hand Maxxie's using to smooth down his hair.]

I'm just saying it doesn't work like that. It's just what I am.

[notahobby]

Okay.

[He falls silent for a moment; there are too many questions floating around in his head but he doesn't want to pry.]

I've never heard of anything like that where I'm from.