can't scratch Gil back though, more than where he grabs his hips hard enough to bruise, because right now fucking Gil is hard as he can is definitely priority number 1]
[breathing harshly, making a long, sharp noise, then pulls back a little way to grin at Slick, bright and flushed and wicked. Then wraps both arms about him to try to tug him fully onto this table, shifting back, legs still wrapped tightly about Slick's hips.
IF WE BREAK THIS TABLE IT WAS COMPLETELY WORTH IT, OKAY.]
[Follows the pull onto the table, and curls over Gil, pressing down on his shoulder to pin him to the table and holding one thigh up with his clawed hands digging in and seems to very much be aiming to slam Gil down against the table with maximum force on each thrust.
If we're going to risk breaking the table might as well put some serious effort into earning it]
I am also not sure I was built for this but holy shit. Laughs, pinned quite effectively, but the chuckle is strained and heated - pleasure and pain and mirth all wrapped up into one noise. He slides his free arm up, wrapping his hand about Slick's throat and beginning to squeeeze, though not truly constrictingly yet. I wonder how you would like a taste of your own medicine :) ... ]
[yes the table was super not built for this. before long it is definitely shaking a little more each time.
Nooottt that Slick is apparently very caring about the fact that they may be dumped on the floor at any moment. farrr too focused on gil, and when the hand slides around his throat Slick smiles wickedly back and leans against it]
[... yeah when this table goes neither of us are going to be aware it's about to happen. Gil squeezes down on Slick's throat, digging in his nails too, hips shifting back against him and moaning shamelessly. WHO NEEDS SHAME. there is no place for shame while you are choking someone as they bang you on their dining table. Completely taut and tense and soooo keyed up, ngl.]
[ffrrgh well i can't say your name or make any noises when you're choking me. I also can't keep this up long without oxygen sooo why not pull out all the stops, moves his hand from Gil's shoulder to his dick, stroking him in short, rough pulls and leans forward to kiss him without air, upsetting his previous rhythm to just grind into him and bite all in the same moment.
which also seems like a good time for the table to break]
[shifting underneath Slick, debating the idea of flipping them over. Mostly distracted by the bite, though, turning his head to catch Slick's mouth, biting at his lip before kissing him properly]
[groans into the kiss. Mmm. Pace has totally been lost, but doesn't exactly seem to mind. Running his hands up Gil's nails with somewhat less nail than before. ]
[smirks. settles down fully onto Slick, sliding down onto him and taking a long breath in, before beginning to grind down in a pretty maddening way. PACE CHANGES WHEN THE KING SAYS SO]
[fff that quickly ramps him back up and the laugh turns breathless, curling his legs up so he can get some leverage to rock up into Gil andddd pushes down on his hips, grinding right the hell back]
[ffffff okay. Curses under his breath, still grinning, and leans his head back, breathing deeply, making another shameless noise. Flexing his hips against Slick's grip, sliding one hand forward and down onto Slick's chest, scratching down from the base of his neck to his stomach.]
[arrrches up against Gil's nails with a groan and the sound of Gil's name and god you are so pretty and sound so sexy and we should do this all the time. Bites his lip and curls his nonclawed hand Gil's cock and slowly drags his thumbnail firmly up the underside]
[brain has pretty much entirely short-circuited at this point. Noisiness will continue until we are done here. Just quickens the pace of his hips, thrusting back and grinding in what is mostly a rhythm, though he is not really braining right and he is sooo close and gosh. Just. Attempting to shift forward into Slick's hand with a growl that approaches feral, at that.]
[gosh gosh just....gosh. soooooooooootempted to pull you up short again. in fact if slick could keep you just on the edge of your control all day he would do that.
The grip on Gil's cock briefly increases to the point where he might just force you to hold off, but then relaxes again, stroking him fast and hard while his clawhand digs into Gil's ass and pulls him down hard]
[godddd there was immediately such a frustrated look on his face when Slick started to grip -- like an I will actually bite your face off look -- but it relaxes immediately into something far more pleasured. Grinds down against Slick a few more times, and then bites out Slick's name, like it was wrung from his throat. And then climaxes hard, fingers dropping down to Slick's biceps and clenching, his whole body tightening.]
nts: next time push him until he actually tries to bite your face off.
But watching Gil climax is enough to bring Slick right up along the edge himself and from there it's just a breathless flex upward, desperately trying to push in further when it's really not possible, and as he comes Gil's name is broken and strangled, and his clawed hand drags one more thoughtless set of bleeding cuts down Gil's thigh]
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[fffuuuck yes hurt me
can't scratch Gil back though, more than where he grabs his hips hard enough to bruise, because right now fucking Gil is hard as he can is definitely priority number 1]
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IF WE BREAK THIS TABLE IT WAS COMPLETELY WORTH IT, OKAY.]
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If we're going to risk breaking the table might as well put some serious effort into earning it]
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I am also not sure I was built for this but holy shit. Laughs, pinned quite effectively, but the chuckle is strained and heated - pleasure and pain and mirth all wrapped up into one noise. He slides his free arm up, wrapping his hand about Slick's throat and beginning to squeeeze, though not truly constrictingly yet. I wonder how you would like a taste of your own medicine :) ... ]
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Nooottt that Slick is apparently very caring about the fact that they may be dumped on the floor at any moment. farrr too focused on gil, and when the hand slides around his throat Slick smiles wickedly back and leans against it]
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which also seems like a good time for the table to break]
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I am sure I should have seen that coming
godddd well at least now you get to breathe, just flopping back in the wreckage and laughing breathlessly]
You — need sturdier furniture — hahaha!
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That was... the sturdy furniture.
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[shifting underneath Slick, debating the idea of flipping them over. Mostly distracted by the bite, though, turning his head to catch Slick's mouth, biting at his lip before kissing him properly]
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The grip on Gil's cock briefly increases to the point where he might just force you to hold off, but then relaxes again, stroking him fast and hard while his clawhand digs into Gil's ass and pulls him down hard]
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nts: next time push him until he actually tries to bite your face off.
But watching Gil climax is enough to bring Slick right up along the edge himself and from there it's just a breathless flex upward, desperately trying to push in further when it's really not possible, and as he comes Gil's name is broken and strangled, and his clawed hand drags one more thoughtless set of bleeding cuts down Gil's thigh]
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after Slick comes Gil just ... slowly flops forward onto him. In the wreckage of this table. Gosh.]
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takes a kind of shivering, shuddering second to remember how to inhale, and once he has that working fully curls an arm lightly around Gil]
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not going anywhere in the near future]
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