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You sound great...

[ Tilting his head down to bite at Flynn's shoulder through his clothes, starting up a harsh, demanding rhythm with his fingers. ]

You—nnh—Chariot.

[driving himself down on Chariot's fingers, completely willing to give way to that rhythm, shaking completely as he lets Chariot work him]

[ Keeps driving into him, pushing deeper and curling his fingers a bit at the tip as he drags them back out, adding a third on an odd thrust in. ]

[moans, hot at open against Chariot's neck and shoulder with each thrust, swallowing his breath with gulping gasps]

Chariot—I'm . . . any more, I'll—

[ Tilts his head, just enough to murmur into Flynn's ear, his pace more demanding than before at Flynn's gasped words. ]

Do it, Flynn. Let me watch.

I—nngh—god—

[tilts his head back, completely abandoning himself to grind his hips down hard on Chariot's fingers, his breath catching in a few more stuttered gasps as he fucks himself before he comes, the entire thing wrenching a strangled cry out of him as his body shakes with the effort]

[ Slows his pace once Flynn finally comes, his free hand moving to stroke slowly over his cock, milking him as he presses light kisses to his cheek and neck. ]

Flynn...

[panting, trying to draw slow and even breaths as he comes down but losing them more often than not, just gulping down air as he leans heavily against Chariot, still shivering a little in afterglow]

[ A last kiss to his cheek before he draws back to leave Flynn hanging, as it were, drawing his fingers out. ]

[groans, softly, half-opening his eyes to look at Chariot as he hangs, barely holding himself up on his feet]

[ Smiles briefly, keeping eye contact with Flynn as he wipes off what mess Flynn left on him, licking it off his fingers. ]

I hope you're not about to say you had enough.

[laughs a little, keeping his gaze]

Only if you intend to leave me here.

I don't think I could manage to be that cruel.

Then I'd like to see what you have in store.

[ Smiles again and moves in to kiss him again, possessive and warm. ]

[kisses back, relaxed and open]

[ Surely makeouts is a good enough distraction to keep Flynn from noticing that he's getting pressed back and up against the wall again, Chariot's hands coaxing one leg over his own hip. ]

[Well he'll definitely notice but certainly not against making that easier for you, Chariot. As much as he can, lifting his leg up, wrapping it around Chariot.]

[ You're so kind, Flynn. Sliiiding his fingers up along Flynn's thigh once more, slipping two into him. ]

[groans softly into the kiss, breaking it for a moment with an amused sound]

You're relentless.

[kissing again though :x]

If I'm not mistaken, you like it.

[ Nice and warm little kisses coupled with shallow thrusts of his fingers. ]

[shifts on his fingers a bit, wrapping his leg more firmly around Chariot with a quiet sound]

I don't think you're mistaken—mmh—at all.

Hmm, I'm glad.

[ Dipping his head lower, soft kisses to Flynn's jaw and neck again as he slowly works him over. ]

[curling against the wall, arching his back and neck, moaning softly]

Sometimes . . . it feels like I'll never have my fill of you . . .

[ Focusing his attentions on leaving a mark just under Flynn's ear, absently reaching a hand between them to unzip his own pants. ]

I suppose that means you'll just have to keep me around more.

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