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[all the marks]

[doesn't seem to care much for that though, heedlessly giving in, hardly making any coherent sound other than a string of pleading gasps and moans, urging Chariot on]

[ Good because there are nails digging into Flynn's skin by now as he follows Flynn's urgings, shifting his hips up higher and slamming himself into him with gasped breaths for air. ]

[completely flushed, pleased, practically writhing against the wall as Chariot pounds into him, just barely breathing his name out when he exhales his short, staccato breaths, so close that he's shaking with it]

[ Between gasps for air is Flynn's name over and over, needy and desperate as he drives himself in, losing his rhythm the closer to his edge he gets. ]

[already lost in it, shuddering, gasping for breath, Chariot's name mingled in as his moans start to crescendo]

Flynn-!

[ Jerks his hips up, once, twice more before hitting his release with a muted cry, gripping Flynn tight against his body. ]

Ah—!

[arches his back completely, his head falling against the wall, eyes shut tight as a strangled cry rips from his throat, his own release hitting him, his whole body spasming tight and tense around Chariot]

[ His hips rock up against Flynn's a few more times as he rides out his orgasm, body shaking with wear and the effort of keeping Flynn supported against the wall, panting against him. ]

[half opening his eyes, staring up at the ceiling in a daze]

Chariot . . .

[ Nuzzles his head faintly into Flynn's shoulder, a faint noise in response. ]

Mmm.

[closes his eyes again, resting his head against Chariot's]

Mmh.

[ After a moment he slides his hand up Flynn's arm, undoing the wrap keeping his body suspended. ]

[lets out a soft groan, lowering his arms down to rest loosely over Chariot's shoulders]

[ Smiles, kissing him lightly. ]

Satisfied your curiosity yet?

Mmh, yes.

[kisses him again, soft]

That was . . . something else.

[ Small laugh. ]

I'm glad you enjoyed it then.

[shifts a little, cupping Chariot's face in one hand, running the other idly across his bare shoulder]

I'm glad that you did as well.

[ Leaning into the touch, catching his upper arm for a moment to look over his wrist for injury. ]

With all the sounds you were making and how you looked, it was impossible not to.

[red marks stand out from where the tie dug in a little but nothing serious]

[flushes redder himself]

It was—really amazing.

[ Presses a gentle kiss to Flynn's wrist. ]

It was.

[runs his free hand through Chariot's hair]

I'm lucky to have you.

I think we both got lucky. And I think we should both get on the bed before we end up on the floor.

[ Letting go of Flynn's wrist to put his hands on his hips, slowly pulling himself out with a drawn hiss and letting Flynn down. ]

[sucks in a quick breath, easing himself down, leaning heavily on Chariot]

I think that sounds liek a good plan.

[ Laughs a bit, holding Flynn against him and half carrying him over to the bed, pulling him along to flop against it. ]

[f-flopped, shifts a little, slipping one arm around Chariot]

Much better.

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