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Post by Doomy Muffins on Mar 21, 2009 9:24:23 GMT 9
"Leave marks?" Bow lifted his head again, eyes sparkling down at Darren. He tugged at his hair until he got face to face with the man. He kiss him roughly, biting at his bottom lip to get him to open his mouth. As soon as he was allowed entrance, his tongue barged right in, tasting the other man. He kept this up a good long time, dominating the kiss, until he needed air.
He pulled away and immediately latched onto Darren's neck, biting into his flesh.
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Post by azikael on Mar 21, 2009 10:10:51 GMT 9
He really wasn't expecting something like that, not at all. The poor writer had a moment to whimper, not in pain but delight at such a dominate kiss. He leaned into it, one hand snaking around the others back to hold him tight against his form. He didn't have any shyness right now. What ever shyness he had, it had shattered with that kiss, and he tried to return it as much as he could, puddling in the others hand.
The bite made him cry out, eyes widening at the complete pleasure sweeping through his body. He tried to still himself under the other, but it was hard, so very hard. He couldn't resist grabbing Bow's length, stroking him, teasing him in hopes of the younger male begging for more. He wanted to beg himself, but the stubborn part of him said the other could first, and his searching, teasing fingers did everything to make him do that.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on Mar 21, 2009 10:26:46 GMT 9
Bow bit and sucked until a rather large bruise decorated the taller man's neck, marking him as his. For now. If only he had the patience to spell out his name in hickies. He gave the mark an approving lick, sitting up straight again. While his hands weren't occupied, he removed his shirt, revealing perfect pale skin, his ribs only slightly visible beneath.
His eyes blazed dangerously, a low groan sounding in his throat when Darren started to stroke him again. He wanted to beg. whimper and moan, and beg the man to take him right then and there. But he wouldn't. Not yet anyway. "Darren... Bedroom?"
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Post by azikael on Mar 21, 2009 10:46:15 GMT 9
His head lifted so fast at that word that he was sure he would have whiplash later. "Ah..." Could he walk? That was the question, but he carefully wrapped strong arms around the others lankly form, lifting him up while he got to his feet. He was feeling oddly possessive, especially after being marked.
The apartments were of course made the same, and he shuffled, knees shaking, towards where he assumed it was. He grinned, unable to stop himself. "Hmm, should I put you down?" he asked against the others ear, pressing his hand tight against Bow's backside.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on Mar 21, 2009 11:00:05 GMT 9
"Oh!" Well, that was surprising. Bow wrapped his arms around Darren's neck and his legs around his waist. He let himself be carried, taking note of Darren's shaking knees. He chuckled, nuzzling his nose under the other man's chin.
"No, don't. Sure you can hold me, or are your knees shaking because you're nervous?" He grinned against Darren's skin before he bit him again, this time a bit softer. He didn't want to be dropped.
His room was small, a twin bed pushed up against the wall with the window, a box sitting at the foot. It was still pretty bare. but, what can you expect from only three weeks residence?
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Post by azikael on Mar 21, 2009 11:06:48 GMT 9
"Nervous." He admitted quietly, not in the business of lying, at least not to Bow. He was careful to hold onto him tighter though, at the same time stealing a few more squeezes against his rump, to steady him, of course he kept telling himself. He was pretty sure that while he was strong, he couldn't do this for very long in this state, and the aroused writer went to go place his arm full on the bed gently.
Darren kept his grip around the smaller male, turning his attention to biting and licking once more along his neck and collarbone. He had forgotten completely that his own pants and shirt were still on, instead admiring the naked thing underneath him. He was finding it hard to breathe, not to mention see. He carefully took his glasses off, reaching out a long arm to place them on the box before going back to making the other squirm.
He was pretty sure he could make Bow beg, and plus, he wanted to explore something that was new to him. He shifted his frame so he could bring his nips and licks down the chest, his shyness all but gone, for now.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on Mar 21, 2009 11:22:44 GMT 9
"Mmh.." Bow kept his arms around Darren's neck when he was set down, moving to lay abck and take the man with him. He chuckled lightly when Darren admitted that he was nervous. It was cute, beings so honest. He had to admit though... "Me too... a little."
He closed his eyes to the licks and bites to his skin, hoping silently in his head that at least one will leave a mark that lasted. "Darren... why am I the only one naked?"
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Post by azikael on Mar 21, 2009 11:32:58 GMT 9
He stopped, head drawing up to stare, wide eyed at the other for a moment, not understanding at first, till his eyes went downward to his cloth covered arousal, and his lips formed a silent 'oh.' That wouldn't do, now would it? But, there wasn't that much fun in stripping yourself, and his lips parted, a small, almost evil smile curling over his features.
"You do it." He commented lightly, going back to biting. He could hold out, after all he was not use to getting sex in the first place. Undressing himself, while a needful thing, could wait for a better conquest, and the man left a red mark along the others hip, smoothing it over with a kiss before he went downward. He explored every inch of him, at least slowly and until(hopefully) he would be undressed.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on Mar 21, 2009 11:50:29 GMT 9
"Lazy.." Bow snorted, staying on his back to allow Darren to kiss and bite at his skin, enjoying the sensation. He'd never had a lover that paid so much attention to him. It was new, nice, even. He could get used to this. Wait... COULD he get used to this? Like... was it allowed? They'd only known each other for two days, after all...
To distract himself, Bow focused on getting Darren naked. He sat up, just as the man's mouth left his hip. He yanked at his shirt first, getting it off was kind of hard. On account of Darren's mouth, which had seemed to attach itself to his skin.
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Post by azikael on Mar 21, 2009 11:57:13 GMT 9
He gave a startled yelp as he was grabbed, but helped Bow get off his shirt with a rather wicked blush creeping down his neck. For some reason, suddenly being naked made it just that much real, and he squirmed, uncomfortable. He was painfully underfed and it showed on his body. The lithe, twitchy movements he had when he was wearing a shirt were gone, and he merely sat there, waiting perhaps for a look of disgust or something else.
The warmth of Bow being so close to him, then suddenly gone when the boy had lifted to strip him, made him frown, reaching out to bring Bow closer, even with those thoughts crossing his mind.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on Mar 21, 2009 12:05:47 GMT 9
"Hmm?" Bow looked upon Darren's body with a look of... it wasn't disgust, it was more... well, he wanted to cook him dinner again. Maybe force him to eat all of it this time. He wasn't in the best shape himself, so he really didn't have much room to talk. Then again, he ate all the time, he just never gained weight.
"Ah.." He let himself be gathered into Darren's arms, finding this rather strange. He sighed, wiggling closer. "I can't get you out of your pants this way.."
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Post by azikael on Mar 21, 2009 12:09:04 GMT 9
He was glad at least that the look wasn't anything close to disgust, though if he knew he was thinking about feeding him he probably would have ran away. But he didn't, instead he merely stared, confused down at him when he wiggled. Perhaps-
Oh. The pants.
He peered down at his pants, sighing and gently let the other go, then thought better of it. He stole him in another rough kiss, living a small bite on the bottom lip before he pulled away, smiling. He was pleased with himself. "Now you can." He told him quietly, and sat up, resting his hands lightly on not his own, but the others thighs. He was going to make it hard at least, and he gave an almost playful stroke of the others length, that odd evil smirk back on his features.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on Mar 21, 2009 12:30:38 GMT 9
"Nnh..." Bow closed his eyes to the kiss, leaning into it. He was sad when it ended, whimpering when Darren bit his lip. He opened his eyes, wiggling closer to Darren as he pulled away. He set right to work on his pants, squirming when Darren kept touching him. He finally got them undone, nearly tackling Darren down to lay on his back. Nearly! Tackling is not safe on a twin bed.
He tugged his pants down, but not all the way, just enough to reveal his boxers [or whatever he's wearing]. He sprawled out on his stomach in between his legs, both hands going to the older man's thighs. "What do you like best about your snakes, Darren?"
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Post by azikael on Mar 21, 2009 12:37:03 GMT 9
He was a bit surprised when he was pretty much tackled to the bed, blinking owlishly up at the other. This was, like everything else, a new position for him, and he was a bit distraught that his touching had been interrupted. He did wear just plain black boxers, silk(his taste was good at least when it came to clothes), and he shivered, half delighted half distraught, when the cold air hit a portion of his thighs.
Why hadn't the rest been taken off?
He stared down at the boy between him, resisting the urge to grab Bow and merely, almost idly, played with some of the younger males hair. He frowned at the question.
"The way they move..their tongues, i suppose?" He mumbled, having issues thinking.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on Mar 21, 2009 12:46:37 GMT 9
[Oho, it's like your in my brain.] "You like their tongues?" Bow seemed delighted, for whatever reason. Through Darren's boxers, he stroked him, looking almost in awe at his length. He kinda got like that when he was horny. 'omg, cock' or something. "Me too, wanna know why?" He tilted his head sideways and opened his mouth, fastening it on the side of Darren's erection and ran his tongue over it, but not letting him see. [It looks better in my head. ]
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