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!?

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[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[nudges Hakuren a bit to get him on his back, worrying at a spot low on his neck with his teeth]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[rolls a little, tilting his head for better access, making a low noise in his throat]

You're leaving marks again, aren't you.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[settling on top of him, sliding one hand into his hair and resting the other on his side]

Maybe a little~ ♫

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[propping himself up just a little, peering down]

The old ones just finished healing, too ...

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[pausing to just enjoy the contact for a moment]

I don't kind if you wanna pay me back . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[reaches up to pet, idly]

You'd like that?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[leans in closer to give him better access]

. . . Yeah.

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[hesitates a moment, then tugs a little at Devit's hair, trying to get him to lean up]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[leans up, looking at him]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[kind of red, but tips his head up as well, pressing his face into Devit's throat, resting his lips against the pulse]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[moves in closer, flexing his fingers a little in Hakuren's hair]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[hesitates there, breathing for a few seconds, then nips gently -- almost delicately, really]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[presses into it with a little encouraging noise]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[bites again, a little harder, worrying at it a little with his teeth]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[breath hitching a little now, tugging on Hakuren's hair] Ahhhh, yeah . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[nips again, harder; trying to work on a nice bruise here ._.]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[goes sort of boneless, kneading at Hakuren's hip with his other hand] Mmmmmm--ahhh--

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[pulls back eventually, looking up at Devit's face and licking his lips]

... like that?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[leans in to lap a little at Hakuren's tongue]

Mmhmmmm . . . ♥

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[alkdjr;are makes a surprised sound]

You're far too happy about that ...

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

I'm kinda proud! ♫

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

Proud? What's there to be so proud about?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

. . . [considers] I'm not sure I can explain it . . . it's just sexy, you know, "Look, my boyfriend thinks I'm hot!"

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[reaches up to brush his thumb over the bruise] I do like how you look ...

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[leans into it and--reddens] I uh, you--you do, huh--