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]

[tips his head, still obviously blushing]

W-we already do practice a lot ...

[wrapping his arms around Devit ._.]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[dips his tongue into Hakuren's ear]

I think--we're both getting good--

[presses against him]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[gasps, leaning into it]

We -- I -- could be better, though--

[curling his fingers, digging his nails in]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[nips the earlobe, panting now]

You can practice on me whenever you want--

[rocks again against Hakuren's thigh--is very interested]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[groans, digging his nails in hard and arching his hips]

There's--not anyone else--that I would--

[tangling his legs with Devit's own, matching the rocking rhythm in turn]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[gasps into Hakuren's ear and kisses blindly over to his mouth, needy]

Mmm, no, b-better not . . .

[shifts so he's lying more directly on top of Hakuren, and rocks down against his hips]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[kisses back a little desperately, sliding his fingers into Devit's hair and holding on]

Ahhh--n-no, there's not, there isn't--

[cutting himself off to move faster, panting open-mouthed]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[whines into Hakuren's mouth and bites at his lips, thrusting faster against him]

W-w-we should . . . pants . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[hisses, and with immense effort, pushes back at Devit's shoulders a little, trying to get some space]

R--right, clothes, ah ...

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[rolls off of Hakuren and onto his back, breathing hard, and goes to work on his pants]

Fuck these . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[NOT LOOKING AT, but wriggling out of his own pants with more relative ease, gone completely beet-red]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[I hate my pants 8( gets them off, though, and tosses them onto the floor, and then crawls back over to drape on Hakuren, kissing at his shoulder and neck]

Mmmm, god, you're so warm, you feel so good . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[ducking his head a little, k-kind of embarrassed; but wrapping his arms around Devit again, pressing closer]

Y--you too, you feel good ...

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[pressing up close, crawling onto Hakuren, hissing a little at the contact]

You're so hot . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[closing his eyes for a moment, shivering, then drags Devit closer, digging in with his nails]

Oh--oh, I--

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[clings to Hakuren's shoulders and presses their lips together, then rolls his hips slow and hard against Hakuren's]

Mmmmhhhhh . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[drops his head back for a moment, gasping for breath, then moves back, faster]

I--Devit--

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[just. gives in and begins thrusting hard against him, pawing at his shoulders and burying his face in Hakuren's neck, mumbling into it]

H-hakuren, yes--

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[not bothering with talking any more, digging in his nails hard as he rocks, losing any real sense of rhythm as his breath comes faster and harder]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[nipping hard at Hakuren's neck and collarbone, whining quietly in his throat on every thrust; beginning to go tense and jerky in his motions]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[letting go of Devit's shoulder to sink a hand in his hair, holding on, then licks his lips nervously]

You--you first--

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[laughs hot and breathless against Hakuren's skin]

I--I'm--

[cuts off with a long, low moan, moving desperately, then tensing up and shuddering violently as he comes; thrusts firmly and smoothly through it, biting Hakuren's neck again, rubbing against him]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[whimpers, arching hard, raking his nails hard across Devit's back, almost sobbing for breath]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[licking at the bite mark, moaning openly; slides his hand down and pinches sharply at a nipple]

Come on, baby, your turn . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[thrusts up hard one last time and freezes, sucking in a hard breath and going perfectly still for a few seconds -- then begins to shake as he comes, clinging desperately]