[ He leans, letting Sholmes do as he pleases there while his hand slides down Sholmes' side and slides down past the towel. His fingers drag along his thigh and slips under the fabric. ]
me looking tiredly in the camera its getting nsfw. probably. likely. maybe. i hate horny old men
[He's keeping his left wrist on the other's shoulder as to not touch the man's skin with his metal hand. He feels like he's sweating buckets.]
[Sholmes swallows at the touch, like gulping in air.]
Mm. [He bites on the other's next, not deep enough to leave a mark, but its certainly a bite. He enjoys the shift of the muscle, thumb rubbing over it in circles.]
unfortunately no one loves us enough to release us from this mortal coil
[ He shifts his hand to wrap his fingers around Sholmes, stroking him lazily. He, too, can feel the heat, body glistening with sweat. It feels amazing, though. Maybe it's the heat, but he feels a bit more intoxicated by the feeling.
He lets out a pleased sigh as he wraps his good leg around Sholmes to pull him closer. ]
[ With Sholmes closer now, he slides his hand to tug both of their towels loose so that he can pull him close enough to rub against him. His hand slips to wrap around both of them now. Nice and slow strokes for the moment. ]
[Its hard to breath because of the heat, but the touch below makes him swallow down air again, face flushed.]
[He shudders, letting out a low pleased noise, fingers of his hand dragging up the other's back as he takes the earlobe between his teeth to suck down on it.]
[ In general, that is. But as Sholmes has mentioned, just like magnets, drawn together. He groans a bit from the feeling of Sholmes on his ear and also pressing against him.
He starts to pick to the pace of his strokes, hips rocking a little to grind against him. ]
[me crying imagining someone walking into this, ITS TECHNICALLY. A PUBLIC USE AREA. PLEASE]
[also (naruto voice) believe it]
Hah... [The friction makes him gasp, his own hips jutting into that grip. His head drops to rest against the other's shoulder for a moment, hand clutching his back with a tighter grip.] Then...show it to me, would you? How badly...you want me.
[ He groans at that response. He nuzzles at the side of Sholmes' head while continuing to stroke them both. His other hand moves to squeeze Sholmes' ass. ]
Kind of what I'm trying to do.
[ There's almost a growl in the huskiness of his voice. And then he nudges the side of Sholmes' head a bit. ]
Have something in my vest. If you want more...
[ Yeah. He's probably gotten in the habit of carrying something on his person outside of trial days. ]
[He startles at the squeeze, drawing back with a little pout. It's hard to tell he's blushing with how hot he feels overall, his skin slick with sweat. A pause, before he does a little bite to the other's jawline.]
You'd have to get more towels if you'd...want to lay down. [He swallows, chest heaving a bit.] Or if not...
[Because they only have so much time. Because the fear of death holds, ever-present, above their heads. He wants to solve everything, figure everything out, but also...have and hold Kotetsu for as long as he can. How selfish of him.]
[A kiss, and he's pulling away just to do that. He'll get an extra towel for his hand, too, which is definitely hot to the touch. A stark difference from what he finds in the other's vest.]
-It's cold! [He says, coming back, handing the man some towels.] Put those behind you. But...it really is cold!
[ There is such fondness in his voice as he spreads the towels out and leans back. One hand extends out toward him, looking completely welcoming to him. ]
[But he's pulled into it, grinning at the little bite. His free hand slides down the man's abdomen, fingers tracing over each ridge of well-defined muscled, before grabbing the packet to tear off the corner with his teeth, since his metal hand is well trapped.]
...Oh, it's...sweet?
[He's using his teeth to press some out of it to rub between his fingers. It's probably chocholate flavored or something. I don't know anymore.]
He did, didn't he? I suppose its for...well. You know.
[Sholmes seems more or less ignorant of what he's doing to Kotetsu - he drops the packet with his mouth over to the side, before leaning over the man to nibble at his jawline.]
[His fingers, now coated, dance lightly over him below, before search and circling around the other's entrance.]
[ He keeps his eyes on fixed on Sholmes and when he feels those fingers down there, he sucks in a sharp breath. He has to make sure to keep himself breathing so he doesn't tense up.
But he trusts Sholmes, knows that he'll take care of him. Hopefully he at least looked over the book Kotetsu had...?
But. If he has questions, he can ask from their last experience. ]
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[ He leans, letting Sholmes do as he pleases there while his hand slides down Sholmes' side and slides down past the towel. His fingers drag along his thigh and slips under the fabric. ]
me looking tiredly in the camera its getting nsfw. probably. likely. maybe. i hate horny old men
[He opens his mouth to drag his teeth over the neck, his right hand sliding up the other's chest.]
when will someone walk in on them
Is that a protest?
WHEN WILL SOMEONE STOP THEIR CRIMES
[He's murmuring the words into the other's skin, grinning. His hand cups a pec, giving it a little squeeze.]
Never.
murder proposal: dying for their horny crimes
Well, good. I'd be sad otherwise.
[ He lets his hand trail up further, turning his it over and gently palming him. ]
god PLEASE
[Sholmes swallows at the touch, like gulping in air.]
Mm. [He bites on the other's next, not deep enough to leave a mark, but its certainly a bite. He enjoys the shift of the muscle, thumb rubbing over it in circles.]
unfortunately no one loves us enough to release us from this mortal coil
He lets out a pleased sigh as he wraps his good leg around Sholmes to pull him closer. ]
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[He's not going to move away - with the movement of the leg, he shifts his own body forward, murmuring, as he leans against the other man.]
[He turns his head to take the other's earlobe between his teeth, nibbling.]
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You feel so good, Sholmes...
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[Its hard to breath because of the heat, but the touch below makes him swallow down air again, face flushed.]
[He shudders, letting out a low pleased noise, fingers of his hand dragging up the other's back as he takes the earlobe between his teeth to suck down on it.]
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I can't believe how bad I want you.
[ In general, that is.
But as Sholmes has mentioned, just like magnets, drawn together. He groans a bit from the feeling of Sholmes on his ear and also pressing against him.
He starts to pick to the pace of his strokes, hips rocking a little to grind against him. ]
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[also (naruto voice) believe it]
Hah... [The friction makes him gasp, his own hips jutting into that grip. His head drops to rest against the other's shoulder for a moment, hand clutching his back with a tighter grip.] Then...show it to me, would you? How badly...you want me.
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Kind of what I'm trying to do.
[ There's almost a growl in the huskiness of his voice. And then he nudges the side of Sholmes' head a bit. ]
Have something in my vest. If you want more...
[ Yeah. He's probably gotten in the habit of carrying something on his person outside of trial days. ]
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[He startles at the squeeze, drawing back with a little pout. It's hard to tell he's blushing with how hot he feels overall, his skin slick with sweat. A pause, before he does a little bite to the other's jawline.]
You'd have to get more towels if you'd...want to lay down. [He swallows, chest heaving a bit.] Or if not...
[But he's definitely not saying no to anything.]
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[ Stumpy here, thanks. But he catches Sholmes in a kiss, biting his lower lip. ]
I want to be with you. Completely.
[ So the choice is on Sholmes, how he wants to do this. But either way, he wants him bad. His fingers now trace lazily along his sweaty body. ]
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[Because they only have so much time. Because the fear of death holds, ever-present, above their heads. He wants to solve everything, figure everything out, but also...have and hold Kotetsu for as long as he can. How selfish of him.]
[But Kotetsu has allowed him to be selfish.]
Shall I go get your vest?
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[ He's fine laying on the wood. It just depends on which way Sholmes wants to do this and what he'd be comfortable with. ]
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[A kiss, and he's pulling away just to do that. He'll get an extra towel for his hand, too, which is definitely hot to the touch. A stark difference from what he finds in the other's vest.]
-It's cold! [He says, coming back, handing the man some towels.] Put those behind you. But...it really is cold!
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You are, in fact, adorable.
[ There is such fondness in his voice as he spreads the towels out and leans back. One hand extends out toward him, looking completely welcoming to him. ]
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[He's huffing as he moves to wrap his metal hand with the towel, before moving to shift himself over the man.]
Mm. Feel how cold it is.
[And he's just lifting the little packet to place against his cheek. FEEL IT.]
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I believed you!
[ He hooks his arm around Sholmes' neck to pull him in close and give him a sharp nip on the lip. ]
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[GREMLIN]
[But he's pulled into it, grinning at the little bite. His free hand slides down the man's abdomen, fingers tracing over each ridge of well-defined muscled, before grabbing the packet to tear off the corner with his teeth, since his metal hand is well trapped.]
...Oh, it's...sweet?
[He's using his teeth to press some out of it to rub between his fingers. It's probably chocholate flavored or something. I don't know anymore.]
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Is it really? He really gave us some interesting choices.
[ Also, what the hell, Sholmes? That was oddly arousing seeing him tearing it like that with his teeth. ]
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[Sholmes seems more or less ignorant of what he's doing to Kotetsu - he drops the packet with his mouth over to the side, before leaning over the man to nibble at his jawline.]
[His fingers, now coated, dance lightly over him below, before search and circling around the other's entrance.]
[His face is certainly flushed.]
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[ He keeps his eyes on fixed on Sholmes and when he feels those fingers down there, he sucks in a sharp breath. He has to make sure to keep himself breathing so he doesn't tense up.
But he trusts Sholmes, knows that he'll take care of him. Hopefully he at least looked over the book Kotetsu had...?
But. If he has questions, he can ask from their last experience. ]
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