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[ 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.

[opens his eyes a little wider, his gazed fixed on Chariot, intent and wanting, lips parted as his breath stutters out between them]

Chariot . . .

Trust me.

[ And stepping away to move over to his bed, shrugging off his jacket as he does so. ]

[swallows and nods, watching him, hands curled into fists]

[ Picking up the lube from his tableside drawer, unbuttoning his shirt and setting that aside as well as he pockets the tube, taking his time :x ]

[slowly evening his breathing out, still flushed with pleasure and hard, his eyes intently locked on Chariot as he moves]

[ Once he's done he moves back to stand in front of Flynn, just out of reach as he blatantly looks the other man over. ]

[licks his lips, swallowing, not at all shying away from Chariot's gaze]

I'm yours.

[ no one look at the preemptive kissing icon, the real kissing is starting now. ]

[ By which I mean Chariot smiles, leaning in to kiss Flynn, warm and thorough and slow. ]

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