Dreamers After Dark (VII)

[wotanon]

[you knew this was coming

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[crossmyheartandhope]

Probly oughtta give it a shot.

Dropped the ball last time we had one of these games, so.

[protectshisown]

I thought it'd be fun to go for quality over quantity last time.

We could do a quality show. [He picks up a yellow to drink, a compulsion to touch skin, and he steps closer, hand going to Hurricane's cheek.] You're always a quality show.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Oh - heh. I meant me, not you. You did good.

[He leans into the touch, a little, unconsciously]

I could go for quality, though. You do quality real good, too, just saying.

[protectshisown]

I mean, sometimes its good to take it easy.

I try. [Picks up a vial for Hurricane, his other hand drifting to rest on his neck.] Start slow, figure out what these do, and see if we can impress the host?

[crossmyheartandhope]

Works for me, dude.

[One hand comes up, idly, to setlle at Rye's waist]

What color we doing first?

[protectshisown]

I took yellow. Just makes me want to touch. A nice way to get the ball rolling, I think.

Especially with unknown effects. [He squeezes his ass lightly.] They said they'll be more intense.

[crossmyheartandhope]

O-oh yeah?

[He shivers a little, when Rye squeezes his ass - leans in somewhat, to be closer to him]

I mean, joke's on them. I kinda wanna touch anyway.

[protectshisown]

[He chuckles.] Does make it simple. And I always love touching your body.

[He leans in, nuzzling his neck and holding up a yellow vial to start, other hand lightly kneading his ass.] You always look amazing. We can put on a great show.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[The shiver is harder, this time]

[He reaches out to take the yellow vial from Rye's hand and uncorks it - holds it to Rye's lips]

Bottoms up, dude.

[protectshisown]

[He hums and he'll drink it, pulling Hurricane to be flushed against him.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Leaning against him, easy]

How's it feel?

[protectshisown]

Like...

When I see you flushed and panting, begging to be touched. I want to feel like then, feel your skin. [His hands are at his side, then down to his thighs, squeezing them gently.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shivers a little, at the feel of Rye's hands on him - reaches for a yellow potion of his own]

Oh yeah?

Pretty strong, huh?

[protectshisown]

[He hums, letting Hurricane grab one, before grabbing his thighs to hike him up in the air against him.]

Yeah, stronger than before.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Jesus, dude, you lift or something?

[Teasing; he knows damn well about the forge by now. The teasing tone also doesn't quite hide the flush of interest at being just picked up like that,]

[He uncorks his own yellow potion, and drinks it down. Then, somewhat shaky:]

Man, you weren't kidding.

[protectshisown]

Well, I have been lifting you an awful lot lately. [He winks.]

[But yes, the forge. And Wild City abilities.]

Really makes me wish it was easier to get under your clothes. [He squeezes his thighs again, and going to pin him up against the nearest wall.] I can get close to you, feel every bit of you, but feeling your skin is a lot different, you know.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He flushes at the wink and the words that go with it - shivers, hard, as Rye pins him to the wall]

Sorry, dude. Our look ain't exactly great for easy access.

[His legs come up to wrap around Rye's back, bringing them into closer contact]

[protectshisown]

Its really not. Its pretty rude, honestly.

[Shifts close, letting his weight and thighs help support Hurricane so his hands can wander up his sides.]

Though I do love the shorts. Maybe if I get too impatient, I'll take advantage of them.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He makes a pleased sort of hum, shifting against Rye - not urgent, yet, but getting comfortable, figuring out the angle]

Oh yeah? You making plans?

[protectshisown]

Hmm, quality over quantity.

And you have a lot of quality faces when you're three orgasms in. [His hips roll against his, slow and easy for right now.] And its a lot of fun making a complete mess of you. [He rubs his thumb over a nipple.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His hips rock forward to greet the thrust of Rye's; he shivers up into the touch against his nipple, his own hands coming up to trace over Rye's sides and back]

Jesus christ, dude. I tell you that you got a dangerous mouth yet today?

[protectshisown]

Not today. [He sighs softly at the touch, leaning into it.] I also wouldn't mind your hands under my clothes. Since mine are easier to get under.

[He leans back just enough to look down as his hands move to his nipples, pinching and tugging teasingly them through his suit.] Won't lie, you'll need to change when I'm done with you. Not sure if these potions will let me be patient enough to get them off before I get you off.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shudders again, softly, as Rye's fingers find his nipples and begin to tug through the suit - bites down on his lip, at those words]

Some things are totally worth doing a load of laundry, dude. Just saying.

[His own hands trail around to the front of Rye's shirt - smooth their way up his abdomen and over his chest, before they start undoing the buttons, slow and deliberate]

[protectshisown]

[He sighs softly at the touch, leaning into his hands.]

Hmm, true. You're definitely worth the laundry. [He makes a show of looking him over slowly, hungrily, licking his lips.] You've definitely been the cause for be to clean my bedding more than once, you know. [The touch is less teasing now, harder pinches and tugs on his nipples until they're stiff peaks.] I just wish you were there in person more when you're the cause.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His hips cant forward into Rye, as those hands on his nipples grow more demanding; they're definitely hard by now, the shape of them visible through the thin fabric of his body suit]

[The hands on Rye's buttons are trembling a little, but they reach the hem anyway - smooth their way up again, over the now-bare chest, to push the shirt back from his shoulders]

Oh yeah? You been waking up nights with something you want me to finish off lately?