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[ 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.

[ Chokes out another groan, his movements rougher and more urgent, fingers curling into Flynn's sides now and there sure are going to be marks all over Flynn by the end of this... ]

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