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[ Tilts his head down to mouth over Flynn's erection through his pants, breath hot. ]

And after that.

[moans, thrusting against that]

God—Chariot . . .

[ Repeats the motion, his hands sliding down to run along the back of Flynn's legs, then back up. ]

[arches towards his mouth, shivering in his hands]

Yes—please.

[ Hooks his fingers in Flynn's waistband, working open his pants and tugging them down, just low enough to get at Flynn's cock, dragging his tongue over it. ]

[groans loudly, biting at his lip, digging his fingers into his palms]

Chariot—yes.

[ Keeping his licks brief and light, peppering sharp nips over Flynn's hips and thighs between them. ]

Nnh—[arches his head back, moaning loud and open, pushing with his hips, urging himself into Chariot's touches]

[ Drawing back each time Flynn pushes himself forward, his touches over Flynn's hips light again. ]

[tenses his shoulders, straining at his bonds]

Chariot—

[ This smile is far from innocent as he glances up, settling his fingers over Flynn's hips, holding him still. ]

Mmm?

[swallows thickly, giving him as stern a look as he can give, flushed and hard as he is]

You're teasing.

I know.

[ Keeping Flynn's gaze as he drags his tongue along the underside of his cock again. ]

Mmh—[holds his gaze, licking his lips and shaking as he holds still, this time]

[ Murmurs an encouraging noise against Flynn as he takes the head into his mouth, running his tongue over the tip. ]

[groans, low and loud, straining with effort as he tries to keep from thrusting into Chariot's mouth]

[ Chariot's fingers are firm on Flynn's hip, his grip tight as he guides them forward slowly, taking Flynn in deep before leading him back out, setting up a slow pace. ]

[grasping at the tie with his fingers, trying to hold on to something as he follows Chariot's pace, deliberately rolling his hips forward and back, flushed and breathing deep and slow]

[ The pace is slow, agonizingly so and each press into Chariot's mouth is coupled with his tongue pressing up against his cock, tracing over it and under it. ]

[panting openly now, eyes shut as he keeps to Chariot's pace, only occasionally shivering from the effort, his thighs shaking, his entire body starting to thrum with the effort of holding himself back]

[ Chariot just keeps coaxing him deeper and teasing him more and more, fully drawing his mouth back and off of Flynn once he's close to his edge, glancing up as he licks swollen lips. ]

[almost completely incoherent, looking down at him, eyes half open and pupils blown with an unfocused gaze, licks his lips, swallowing thickly as he pulls back a little, his hips shaking]

Chariot—mmh—Chariot . . .

[ Smiles, standing up to kiss him warmly, fingers ghosting up his sides. ]

You look amazing like this, Flynn.

[chasing the kiss with a faint, pleading whine]

I—need you, Chariot.

[ A light kiss this time, followed by another before pulling away completely. ]

You do make a convincing argument.

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