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[ Pressing hard into the kiss, hot and needy and groaning Flynn's name a little between kisses. ]

[god that's. working faster, pressing his thumb across the head of Chariot's cock when he comes to the top and dragging it back when he moves down, panting a little between kisses, heady]

[ Shudders, the rhythm of his hips faltering a little at that unexpected action. He gives a sharp nip to Flynn's lip before breaking away to gasp for air. ]

Flynn- Flynn yess...

[looks up at him, licking his lips]

You look incredible, Chariot.

[ That next shaky laugh of his hitches toward the end, dropping his head again. ]

Flynn- I'm close.

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[slows a little, glancing down]

Should I . . . ?

[ Groaaan, going quiet for a moment to collect himself. ]

What... do you wanna do?

I—wouldn't mind being taken again.

[ Leaning in to kiss him, briefly. ]

I'd love that.

[leaning up into the kiss, pulling his hand away and draping his arms across Chariot's shoulders]

Then I'm yours.

[ Smiling as he draws Flynn into another kiss, long and affectionate, reaching up past him to grab the tube out of the bedside table. ]

[kissing back easily, eager, spreading his legs under Chariot as he does]

[ God Flynn you are ridiculously cute and hot. Keeping him distracted with kissing while prepping, pressing a slicked finger into Flynn after a few moments. ]

[shivers and groans, pulling his knees up to brace his feet against the bed and roll his hips onto Chariot's finger]

[ He's a little less patient this time, sinking that finger all the way in then pulling it out, moving straight into another thrust and another. ]

[laughs with a half-moan, arching his back and lifting his hips to try and drive Chariot's in deeper]

You don't have to be so gentle.

Well, if you're going to let me...

[ Pushing in two fingers on the next thrust, hard and quick. ]

[groans, arching a little up off the bed]

I'll allow it—whatever you'd like.

That's a dangerous thing to offer a guy.

[ Already picking up a quick, solid pace with his fingers, curling them a bit on the drags out. ]

I—ahh—[reaches down to fist one hand in the sheets, hips bucking]

I trust you.

[ Kissing just under his jaw as he draws his fingers out, pushing three fingers in firm and deep. ]

Nnh . . . Chariot . . .

[draws his name out with a low moan, rolling down and fucking himself on Chariot's fingers]

[ Leaning back a little, his eyes darting down to watch the movements of Flynn's hips against his fingers. Swallowing a groan, he moves in rhythm with Flynn, stretching him as he does. ]

Mmh yes.

[catches himself after a few thrusts, evening his rhythm out into something slow and deliberate, half-opening his eyes to watch Chariot with a heated gaze]

[ Is a little more than distracted and interested watching him move. His gaze flickers up to meet Flynn's when he realizes what he's doing, inhaling a bit when he does then leaning forward to kiss him again, needy as he draws his fingers out. ]

God- Flynn, I need to-

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