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[originalhipster]

[hmmm. Leaning up to kiss along Slick's jaw to his ear, then whispers into it. Despite his general demeanour, there's nothing teasing about what his hand is doing, it is directly aimed to be entirely satisfying.]

And is that what you want with the whole of yourself?

[ticking]

[clawed hand seems reluctant to leave where it's pressing over Gil's heart for some reason, and okay he may have finally broken the skin with his claws, but his other presses against the back of Gil's head, scratching in rhythm with Gil's hand.

thinking is deeeeffinitely becoming a problem. Still, he's enjoying the game and really does try and focus on Gil's words]

'Whole'? Hahahah-ah.

[curses briefly and refuses to rock into the touch]

You should... know better.

[originalhipster]

I apologise. Half of yourself.

[yes okay you keep trying to refuse yourself, I'll keep doing what I'm doing, we'll see who cracks first.]

[ticking]

Half. Yes.

[well I'm not exactly trying to crack you, am I?

but I'm definitely craaacking.

So finally gives in and kisses Gil roughly, rocking into his hand, and... sliding the clawed hand into Gil's chest to grab his heart firmly]

[originalhipster]

Hnnn — [flinches, but then ... smirks, and his hand stills over Slick. And he shakes his head lightly.]

No, no. If you want satisfaction, you'll have to let go of that.

[ticking]

[nnsj;asd, takes a sharp, deep breath like he hasn't had one in a while, and rubs a thumb against your heart... comfortingly?]

Have... some faith.

[originalhipster]

Faith ... ?

[ticking]

Trust me.

[originalhipster]

. . .

[okay he neither knows what to say nor do in answer to that request so there is not much else to do other than resume handjob activity. If all else fails, distraction tactics are always great.]

[ticking]

[well that was the right answer anyway, since now I get to be jerked off while feeling your heart pulsing against my palm which I assure you is super hot. almost as hot as you trusting me to not just get distracted and crush it for fun.

kisses. kisses with a lot of dere feelings]

[originalhipster]

[legitimately lost for words. I ... IT'S NOT IN MY NATURE?? IT'S?? aughhh

Doesn't linger in the kiss long, ducking his head again to kiss Slick's neck again, quickening the pace of his hand and then biting along the line of Slick's shoulder, never hard enough to break skin or do anything but bruise a little.]

[ticking]

[gosh now he can tell there is tsun, it's a bit bemusing but with everything else going on... well, let's just say that distraction is always a viable tactic. He moans jerks into Gil's hand until he finally comes, and though there is definitely a squeeze around Gil's heart, enough that it might be painful for a few seconds, it never gets worse than that.

And when he's done he lets go, panting and more drained than one would generally be from a handjob]

[originalhipster]

[reaches to pet Slick's hair absently with the one hand, drawing the other out of Slick's pants. Now it's sticky and because I am pernickety I am pulling a face.]

Get up so I can go and wash this off . . .

[ticking]

[gosh orders Slick has never felt less like following, hmmmm, experimentally presses against the crotch of Gil's pants]

[originalhipster]

[yes I am still pretty hot for you even though you pretty much killed my torture hurnahurna with your hippy comments about trust!!

but I am also still looking at my hand '-']

[ticking]

[well as long as I didn't kill your boner by grabbing your heart which is more what i was expecting.

hm hm keep gil from leaving, solve sticky hand issue.

idly shakes the heartblood off his claw and onto the floor, then grabs Gil's soiled hand, lacing his fingers through Gil's from behind, so that he can hold it splayed open and lick across Gil's palm]

[originalhipster]

[oh

chuckles, inclining his head]

I suppose that's one solution.

[ticking]

Hmm...

[is. thorough. sucking on Gil's fingers at the end to make sure he didn't miss any]

You're not in a good situation to be getting up anyway.

[originalhipster]

You're just saying that because you're lazy.

[ticking]

You shouldn't say that when I'm still deciding what to do with you.

[leans in to kiss]

[originalhipster]

[kissing him back warmly, but then he chuckles]

Who said you get to choose ... ?

[ticking]

Hoh? Does his majesty have demands, then?

[originalhipster]

Oh, not really. I just found it presumptuous.

[ticking]

Now who's contrary?

[rubbing a thumb against Gil, through his pants, then undoing them]

[originalhipster]

[takes a sharper breath in at that]

Oh, me. Always.