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[originalhipster]

[UNFORTUNATELY I AM KIND OF ADDICTED TO YOUR CRAZY FACES '-' IT'S A PROBLEM

draws back after being bitten, but only long enough to lick his lip over, then begins to trail his mouth along Slick's jawline, working his way up to his ear.]

So is your desire now to wrap your hands about my throat . . . ?

[ticking]

[infinity loop of bad decisions

takes a slow breath, shivering with obvious desire to move but only tilts his head to receive Gil's touch better]

Of course.

[originalhipster]

It's very rude that you would ask my fake's permission, but you don't ask mine.

[ticking]

[groans]

Is that what you're mad about...? I wasn't asking his permission, hah. I was tricking him into being an idiot.

[originalhipster]

[bites lightly at his ear]

Is it not still common courtesy ... ? Hmmm? Though . . . I hardly expect it. Mostly I labour the point because it's fun to watch you walk this line . . .

[ticking]

[bites his own lip briefly, and flexes his fingers against the headboard]

Line...?

[originalhipster]

Your self-control, of course. How well behaved you're being.

[ticking]

[turns his head to you and presses his lips to your jaw]

If you want to see me behave badly, you have to try harder than that.

[originalhipster]

Oh, to see you behave badly, all I really think I have to do is nothing.

[ticking]

[j;fsas drops head on your shoulder]

[originalhipster]

[... laughs!

reaches up, running both his hands through Slick's hair.]

There, there. You can have me, just don't be presumptuous.

[ticking]

[hhrgh lets go headboard and wraps arms around you, tuurns mouth toward your ear]

So you just want to hear 'please'?

[originalhipster]

Of course. You cannot simply make demands of a real king.

[ticking]

[rakes his teeth under your ear]

Trust me with your breath. Please.

[originalhipster]

[considers . . .]


As you wish. Wrong me and I will wrong you in turn.

[ticking]

[rough laugh, moving hands down to Gil's thighs to lift him and reseat him on Slick's cock. letting out a slow, grateful exhale as he does]

You really need... to stop making threats when you don't want me to do things. It's very distracting.

[originalhipster]

[arches his back, making a low, pleased noise as he relaxes onto Slick.]

I like distracting you. It's fun.

[ticking]

[makes a humming sound against Gil's neck, lifting and turning so Gil is leaning back against the headboard and Slick can move slowly inside him. just. finding a rhythm again]

Well... don't complain too much if it works.

[aaand kissing]

[originalhipster]

[wriggles into position after he's lifted, shifting against the headboard until he finds the most comfortable way to lean. His breath hitches and quickens when Slick finds a rhythm, and he begins to move into it, curling his arms around Slick's shoulders and returning the kiss thoroughly. He's not moving quickly, though, he's not rushing anything in particular, it's aaaall pretty languorous.]

[ticking]

[shoves a pillow under you for ~comfort~ and spends the next several minutes pretty content to kiss and slowly drive up the pace, not exactly in a hurry either but maybe shivering a bit for want to be.

and when he finally takes advantage of the agreement, sliding a hand behind gil's neck and digging his finger in, forcing his windpipe closed, he does it without use of his powers. So you're going to have bruises again, bb]

[originalhipster]

[so thoroughly distracted by this point '-' breath likely already thoroughly quickened, and therefore he immediately pulls for breath, pulling a face suddenly at the pain of having Slick jab his finger so painfully into his windpipe. Some of us can look thoroughly distracted and mussed and royally disapproving at the same time, it's a talent.

but. not making a move to stop Slick this time.]

— hrnn . . .

[ticking]

[but you're soooooo sexy when you look mused and distracted and disapproving and i have my hand around your neck

bites lightly at Gil's lip and doesn't slow down, letting go of a leg so Gil can hold himself in position and leave Slick free to drag a thumb over the head of his cock.]

Bruises don't count as 'wronging', do they...?

[originalhipster]

[sadly I cannot answer that while my windpipe is squished :U literally gasping for air now, but still flexing responsively into Slick's hand, eyes closing. The air situation is however getting toward desperate! So trying to get away from the grip on his throat, but there's not really anywhere to go, so he scratches hi nails slllooowly and pointedly down Slick's back.]

[ticking]

[shudders, openly appreciating the scratching, and upsets his pace to grind into Gil roughly hand stroking his dick openly now

annd presses his mouth to Gil's at first like he is going to force a kiss but instead he lets up the grip on Gil's throat, just enough that breathing is possible, even if it's a strain, and breathes into his mouth]

[originalhipster]

[his body arches again as soon as the rhythm shifts, shuddering fully, and he shifts a hand down to Slick's lower back, trying to guide him into a quicker rhythm. Curling his free leg up against Slick's waist, too, and as soon as he has enough air to do so he makes a sharp, demanding noise.]