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[catching his breath quickly, licking that taste off his lips as he looks up to Chariot]

Would you like to fuck me now, sir?

[ Swallows once, steadying his voice to reply. ]

Against the bed. Prepare yourself too.

[swallows and nods]

Sir.

[pushes himself up to his feet, stripping his pants and underpants off before moving to get the lube from the bedside table]

[ Taking the opportunity to calm himself down because it'll probably ruin the mood if he came just from watching Flynn prep himself...... ]

[that would be pretty embarrassing]

[spreads his legs and braces himself against the bed with one hand, slicking two fingers of the other with lube and reaching back to press one into himself with a low groan]

[ .... Okay maybe stroking himself a little while he watches. ]

[enjoy the show]

[he's being pretty efficient, but not hasty, his breathing deep and steady as he circles with the one finger a few times before adding a second]

[ Chariot is very much enjoying the show, eyes focused fully on Flynn, letting him take his time. ]

[definitely seems to be doing so, spreading his fingers now, twisting them before starting to thrust them in and out, thoroughly preparing himself]

[ Closes his eyes, inhaling slowly. ]

Harder.

[stills his fingers for a moment before nodding]

Yes, sir.

[and pushes back in this time, harder, letting out a rough exhale]

Aim right for that spot you like.

Sir—[groans, low in his throat as he does just that, pulling his fingers together to push them deep, thrusting hard against the spot]

Continue.

Y-yes—sir . . .

[twisting his free hand in the sheets of the bed, all but fucking himself with his fingers as he lets strangled moans escape his mouth]

[ His eyes stay fixed on Flynn, and only when he knows the other's close to his edge does he finally give him the order to stop. ]

[stills immediately when he hears the order, his hand shaking a little, sweat beading across his back]

Both hands on the bed.

[ Stepping up behind him, sliding his hand up Flynn's thigh, dragging his nails, then over his ass. ]

[shivers at the touch, pulling his hand out and putting it to the bed, his breath a little shaky]

Sir . . .

I'll grant you one request for your exemplary work earlier.

[ Resting that hand on Flynn's hip, using the other to trace another trail up over Flynn's thigh and ass. ]

Tell me what you want.

[pulls in a slow breath, closing his eyes and swallowing it]

Thank you, sir.

If I may, I'd like to ask you to take me, sir. You can have me as you'd like, but I would like to feel you come inside me, if it pleases you.

[ Leans over Flynn so his next words are murmured into the other's ear, grip tight on hips and voice deepened with need. ]

Request granted.

[ Pushes into him with that, a hard, single thrust forward that has him buried completely inside Flynn in one go. ]

[nearly cries out, instead letting out a long, loud moan as he twists his hands in the sheets, forcing his hips back to meet Chariot's thrust, back arched]

I—thank you—

[ Sharply, accentuated with a quick draw back of his hips and a powerful slam forward. ]

Sir.

Sir—

[he gasps it out, moaning openly again as he drives his hips back to meet Chariot's, matching his pace and intensity]

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