AU #666: A TINGE OF DOUBT CROSSES MY MIND

[halfcocked]

[sprawled on Hakuren's bed with his laptop, dicking around on Google again; without preamble, begins to read in an attempt at a silky voice:]


I dream'd this mortal part of mine
Was Metamorphoz'd to a Vine;
Which crawling one and every way
Enthralled my dainty Lucia.
Me thought, her long small legs & thighs
I with my Tendrils did surprize;
Her Belly, Buttocks, and her Waste
By my soft Nerv'lits were--


--her what? This one sucks! Lemme find a better one. Her waste!?

Comments

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

... I think we're safe, finally ...

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

So, uh . . .

[nuzzles into Hakuren's neck, kind of grinning against the skin]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[totally feeling that grin, tips his head back a little]

So ... ?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Oh, I dunno . . . [licks]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[sighs again, more contently]

Maybe you have a list?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[begins to roll, trying to nudge Hakuren on top of him, still with his mouth pressed to Hakuren's pulse]

Mmm, nah, I like to improvise . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[lets the roll happen until he's on top, shifting to get comfortable]

Do everything as impulse takes you?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[wriggling under Hakuren, mmmm]

You should try it sometime!

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[pretty comfortable up here]

Planning for spontaneity just seems strange ... [ducking his head for a kiss]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Hey, whatever works~ [kisses slowly but eagerly, winding his hands into Hakuren's hair]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure you'd even believe it of me, if I did.

[bites gently at Devit's lower lip, drawing his teeth over it]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Probably--mmmmm--

[tangles their legs together, breath hitching a little]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

I like it when my efforts are appreciated, you know ...

[bites again, a little harder, sliding his hands under Devit's head to cradle it]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[curls his fingers in Hakuren's hair, tugging a little, and bites back, kissing hard]

Mmhmmm . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[pulls back just a little, breathless]

... What do you want?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Mmmmmm--huh? [blinks hazily]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[kneading at the back of Devit's neck gently]

I said, what do you want?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[squirms again, a slow, languid wriggle]

Mm, uh, whatever you wanna do . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

A little direction doesn't hurt ...

[leans to nip at Devit's jaw, considering]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[tilts his head back with a quiet moan]

Just touch me, however you want . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

Maybe I'm not as creative as you ...

[ducks further, dragging his lips against the pulse, before nipping sharply]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[arches a bit and slides his hands down to knead at Hakuren's back, licking his lips]

W-well . . . 's good . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

Don't say that until afterwards.

[nips again, then shifts lower to press his lips to the Kor scar]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[loosely wraps his legs around Hakuren and squirms some more, making low, encouraging noises]

It's always good, mmmm . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[traces it briefly with his tongue] It feels more like trial and error, still ...