[M] I Used To Live Out On The [M]oon

Strelein von Rosnete · 05-01-2010, 09:07 PM

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"Just heard in Toronto," he answered, letting the subject drop instantly as the two of them got more preoccupied with what was in hand. "Don't worry about it." The redhead was certain that the blond was not going to be bothered about it either. Even as he straddled the other, again, he could not figure out how that much vodka had forced him out of his, now, few inhibitions. Geez, was he really horny enough nowadays that he would gladly bone a good friend of his? The answer was probably yes. Even now, shed of the things that had given him the kind of civilized air that would restrict him from acting like a freakin' psycho.

Strel heard himself give a giggle, deeper than what he had expected himself to give, but it was a giggle nonetheless. The way the blond ran his fingers over his belly was making him ticklish, and it was hard to refrain from letting out a response or two. It was easy to see how this differed from that one night with Leroy, who had been far harsher and rushed maybe six times more? Maybe it paralleled that lost evening with Hanna, but he could not quite recall the majority of it, though it had been traumatizing to wake up in the morning with a woman. "You know what to do right off the bat, don't you?" he cooed, watching the top of the other male's head bob a bit. Daisuke was actually letting him enjoy the moment, rather than rushing in, like some bloody dog he could mention.

Biting his lip, the redhead blurted out, "Fuckin' love to tease, don't you?" He did not mind it, but it was getting him entirely over excited. And he wanted to return the favor, since he wanted the blond to feel every bit as good.

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