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[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.

[panting now, letting out soft sounds on every exhale]

I'd like to keep you—for as long as I can.

[ A soft, heated murmur, nipping sharply as he shoves down his pants enough to slick himself up and press against Flynn. ]

You can have me.

[lets out what might almost be a whimper, groaning Chariot's name in reply as he strains his arms, lifting his hips just a little to roll down, teasing his entrance on the tip of Chariot's cock]

Now—

[ His only response is the shift forward of his hips, pressing deep into Flynn with a low groan into Flynn's skin, fingers digging in as he moves right into a demanding pace. ]

God—!

[arches, crying out, then shudders and rolls his hips down, taking Chariot all the way in and meeting his pace]

Flynn.

[ Ducking his head down to press against Flynn's shoulder, muffling his open gasps and pants as he thrusts in, pushing Flynn hard against the wall. ]

[wrapping his legs tight around Chariot's hips, as much as he can jerking his hips to keep up with him, panting heavily with the effort]

I—more, god—[whines, pleading]—more.

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