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Post by pwnda on May 25, 2009 23:28:51 GMT 9
[For Doomy! I haaaate making titles up.]
What seemed like ages had probably just taken 20 minutes, if even that, but Connor was an impatient man and things such as walking a block (in a not so sober state) and checking in at the hotel felt like unnecessary time spent. Though, he’d taken an even greater liking to the man at his side which he’d gotten to know slightly better and the Irish appreciated that since he actually wasn’t the biggest fan of bringing home complete strangers.
Impatiently, with a frown on his face, he tapped his foot to the oh-so-calming elevator music. The numbers on the electronic board went by too slow, 6… 7… 8… The room laid on the 15th floor and according to the receptionist it was “The first room to the left when exiting the elevator”. He sighed quietly and ended up with his head on top of Jack’s shoulder. “The thing’s I’ll do to you once we get out of this fucking elevator…” he mumbled with need right beside his ear as the numbers went by, 11… 12…
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Post by Doomy Muffins on May 27, 2009 9:26:24 GMT 9
Jack had remained rather amused during the whole thing. While the receptionist spoke, Connor appeared to be close to jumping out of his skin. Like a kid in a candy store. All the while, ack could barely contain his laughter. He'd really picked a good one tonight.
In the elevator, Jack stood with his hands in his pockets, a small smile on his lips. When Connor leaned against him and whispered in his ear, he chuckled. "Who said we had to wait..?"
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Post by pwnda on May 27, 2009 18:19:24 GMT 9
”Mm, I like the way you think…” Connor snickered and planted a kiss at the nape of Jack’s neck while his hands moved from his sides. One hand found its way round his waist while the other one sneakily found its way underneath his shirt. His tongue-play over the soft skin at the neck however was interrupted by a “Pling” as the elevator had reached its destination. The steal doors rolled open and revealed a bright corridor with a classy interior to which Connor just glared.
“Come on..” He mumbled next and gave Jack’s ear a little lick before eagerly leading him out of the elevator by his arm.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on May 28, 2009 12:17:46 GMT 9
"What's the hurry, baby?" Jack chuckled, following close behind his soon to be lover. An amused smile played over his lips as he watched the other man, obviously in a rush to get him alone. This wasn't anything new to him, but he still enjoyed it. Who wouldn't? "The night's just begun. We have plenty of time to enjoy each other."
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Post by pwnda on May 28, 2009 17:11:17 GMT 9
What’s the hurry? Connor took a slight moment to think about that one as he now stood in front of the door to his hotel room. He’d let go of Jack’s arm in order to fetch the card key in his jeans pocket but as he pulled it up he hesitated. A bright blush spread across his ears when he finally put the key in its reader and it just seconds later shone green. This was actually happening. With a click the door told him it was unlocked and he pushed the handle. He offered Jack to enter first which made him able to check the man out again. No doubt, the man was his type and more, it was just.. Jack was only the third man he’d ever spent the night with and the insecurity he’d felt with the earlier two was slowly coming back to him. Connor had thought he’d be over that shit, his forwardness all night being the proof of it. But now he thought that maybe the alcohol had pushed him a little more than usual. It wasn’t like he was thinking of backing out, no no. He still wanted the other man, badly, he just needed a moment to think.
“No hurry at all, just some teasing not to get you bored with me..” he managed to grin while trying to get that blush off his face. If anything, he didn’t want the other man to see that he’d suddenly grown nervous.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on May 30, 2009 4:44:45 GMT 9
"Oh, are you nervous?" Obviously, Jack was a very observant person, he picked up on Connor's nervousness right away. He only chuckled lightly, placing his hands on the other man's hips as he kicked the door closed. He led him backwards into the room, managing to miss any furniture on the way. "You don't need to be nervous. We can go as slow as you want. We don't need to rush."
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Post by pwnda on May 30, 2009 6:32:41 GMT 9
“Not at all” he lied with a smile and kindly followed the other man further into the room. The room hosted practically nothing more than a queen sized bed, a bedside table and a really tiny TV which stood on a pretty luxurious TV table. Connor scanned the room, he liked it, it was clean and neat looking as expected of a hotel room but the simplicity appealed to him. Eyes travelled back to the man in front of him and he placed a hand on top of the one on his hip. “We keep talking about what I want.. now, what do you want?” he asked as his hand moved up Jack’s arm.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on May 30, 2009 9:59:09 GMT 9
"Me?" He smiled back at him, pulling Connor closer to him. He wrapped his arms around the other man's waist, pulling him against his body. He tilted his head down slightly, kissing at the other man's neck. "I want to take you."
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Post by pwnda on May 31, 2009 3:15:15 GMT 9
Connor let out a happy sigh and stretched his neck so that Jack would get further access. “Tell me more what you’d like…” he murmured, his hand continuing up Jack’s arm to eventually end up on his chest where his other hand joined. At his chest he tugged playfully at his jacket, Connor wanted it gone. If he was going to do this, he was going to do it wholeheartedly, no doubt about it.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on Jun 1, 2009 4:55:47 GMT 9
"I want to do it slowly, so you can feel every... little... thing." In between each word kissed at Connor's skin, moving a little lower with each one. "I want to drive you crazy." He released the other man only long enough to slip out of his jacket, then his arms were back around his waist, hands slipping up under his shirt. "Maybe make you beg me a little..."
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Post by pwnda on Jun 1, 2009 5:54:21 GMT 9
As Connor closed his eyes he let out a quiet moan. Every touch of his went like fire through his body; past the nervousness lingering in the depth of his stomach only to gather in his lower regions where his tight jeans was starting to get a little.. unbearably tight. “At this rate, you’ll have me begging until I go crazy for sure” Connor breathed as he squirmed against Jack’s hip, a semi-hard organ happy to get some friction. He was pleased to see the other man drop his jacket since it allowed him to explore the other’s chest further, thumbs ghosting over Jack’s nipples.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on Jun 4, 2009 11:42:36 GMT 9
"Mmh..." At the touches to his chest, he shivered, goosebumps raising from his skin. He pulled the other man closer, biting into his neck. He was gentle enough not to break the skin, beginning to suck at the skin on Connor's throat. He wanted to leave his mark, almost like marking his territory. A shame that it would eventually fade. "I'd like that..."
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Post by pwnda on Jun 8, 2009 5:40:27 GMT 9
The Irish gasped as Jack bit down, eyes closing shut tightly, his neck was one of his most sensitive spots. “G-good” he stuttered, hands moving down the other’s chest to slip in under his t-shirt. Tracing the muscles beneath he ended up at his nipples again which he caught between his fingers and squeezed lightly.
“Please, mark me all over..” he breathed next, his right hand travelling from his chest, back out from his shirt, to bury itself in Jack’s colourful hair.
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