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[Well, that's certainly not discouraging . . .]

[slides his hands down to Chariot's waist and then back up, pulling down, nails in, firmly and deliberately, pressing harder into the kiss as he does]

[ All the low, pleased noises from Chariot right now, biting at his lip this time. ]

Just like that.

Nnh—[pulls away a little, shifting back and scratching down his thighs]

Like that?

[ A shaky laugh, shifting again under him. ]

Like that.

[leans back down, kissing under his jaw]

Like this?

[then scrapes his teeth along Chariot's throat, resting low where it meets his neck and biting, pulling his skin between his teeth to suck and lick at it]

[ Groans, arching his neck to give Flynn more room to keep doing that, digging his fingers into Flynn's thighs in return before relaxing them again. ]

Yesss...

[if he didn't have an idea of what he was doing before Flynn certainly has one now...]

[bites down harder, groaning against Chariot's skin as he shifts, moving his hands down to Chariot's knees, pulling them up to part his legs, digging his thumbs in as he does, rubbing them in firm circles against his skin]

[ Shifts easily with Flynn's guidance, his breathing turning into shallow pants between heated groans, fingers flexing restlessly over Flynn now. ]

[drags his fingers down, scratching along his thighs again, before reaching up to cup his balls in one hand, kneading]

[ Gasps at that, his hips jerking up briefly into the touch, hard against him now. ]

[sliding his hand up to feel that, just holding on to Chariot for the moment as he pulls away from the hickey he's left on Chariot's neck now, still and panting against his skin, before he slides both his hand and mouth down in time, almost biting along before stopping at his collarbone, starting on another hickey as he strokes with a slow, deliberate rhythm]

[ Aaabsolutely liquid and quickly losing his focus under Flynn's attentions, rocking his hips up to match his rhythm, a hand sliding up over Flynn's side to rest against the back of his neck, curling the tips of his fingers there. ]

God, yes, Flynn...

[Chariot certainly knows how to bolster a guy's confidence. He turns his head a little, pulling back on Chariot's skin in his mouth as he leans into his hand before pressing back down, scattering kisses across his chest, the rhythm of his hand a steady constant throughout]

[ It's rather easy when Flynn is doing an excellent job of spoiling Chariot. For the moment, he's satisfied with the slow and easy rolls of his hips into Flynn's hand, distracted moreso by his mouth on him, fingers pressing in whenever Flynn does something exceptionally nice. ]

[indulges him by pausing every so often at one of those nice spots, working Chariot's skin with his teeth and lips, leaving marks across his chest and hoping it's enough of a distraction as he reaches for the lube]

[ Flynn has learned the ways of distracting Chariot well. ]

[now the student has become the master]

[slipping two slicked fingers into Chariot, pushing them in deep before curling and dragging them out slowly]

[ Inhales slowly, shakily as Flynn pushes in, though that attempt at steadying his breathing is lost when Flynn drags his fingers back out. Gasping sharply, his hips buck into that, nails biting into Flynn's skin briefly. ]

Like that-

[hums softly against his chest, pressing his fingers back in, rubbing them in a deliberate circle before curling in and pulling them out again]

[ Oh that is nice, let Chariot tell you how nice it is with all the pleased noises he's making and small arches of his body to press against those fingers. ]

[it is good to know that he is doing a nice thing '-']

[Flynn's going to repeat that motion, no faster, but a little harder, leaning up to kiss Chariot's lips lightly]

[ You are definitely doing a nice thing here Flynn. ]

[ Groans against his mouth as he keeps trying to move against Flynn's fingers. ]

En... enjoying yourself?

It's certainly a different experience to be on the other side of this.

[presses his fingers in, moving in slow circles before spreading them and pulling out]

[ jfkdls his hips jerk again toward those presses in. ]

Mm, it really is...

[kisses at the corner of his lips, repeating the gesture]

Are you enjoying yourself?

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