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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 27, 2010 21:51:02 GMT -5
When his back hit the wall he tossed his head back, exposing his throat. "Oh yes."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 27, 2010 21:57:57 GMT -5
Adrian unfastened the fly of his own trousers in the same instant he leaned down to nip Adrien's throat.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 27, 2010 21:59:24 GMT -5
"Harder --" Adrien gasped, hands sliding down his body and into his trousers, pushing them down.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 27, 2010 22:14:49 GMT -5
His jaw clamped harder, stopping just short of drawing blood, and then released again, allowing him to kiss the undoubtedly bruised, tender skin.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 27, 2010 22:26:24 GMT -5
There was a little sharp cry at the bite and a moan at the kissing. The kissing was the reason he wanted to be bitten; otherwise it was just pain and what was the point of that? He clutched at his hips and pulled him close.
"Hit me hard, stud - "
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 27, 2010 23:02:08 GMT -5
He pushed Adrien's body hard against the wall, and his own body to Adrien's, biting again, hips grinding, free hand working tightly into Adrien's cropped hair and sometimes pulling on it.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 27, 2010 23:19:15 GMT -5
Adrien clung to him, breath hard to catch, and wrapped his legs around his waist. It was hard to concentrate on anything... and here he was, still in this dress. It was perfectly incomrehensible to him how much Adrian wanted him today. But why question that? He decided he wouldn't, and threw himself into the moment with all his heart, and all his body as well...
...-FADE OUT-
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 27, 2010 23:25:00 GMT -5
**FADE IN**
Adrian slowly slid to the ground, the transaction complete but with Adrien still held firmly to his chest.
"Mmm."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 27, 2010 23:26:19 GMT -5
He had been panting earlier in the day, twice, after the other times they'd done this - he was once again completely out of breath, with his arms wrapped around Adrian's neck.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 27, 2010 23:46:19 GMT -5
"I'm afraid I tore your stockings."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 27, 2010 23:49:48 GMT -5
"Oh, did you?" he asked, a little shaky from the post-adrenaline rush. "I'm afraid you get to buy me new ones."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 27, 2010 23:52:17 GMT -5
"An acceptable price, I imagine."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 27, 2010 23:53:16 GMT -5
He nodded, and rested his forehead against Adrian's chest. His shirt was a little damp from perspiration.
"Now I don't know how you like me."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 28, 2010 0:20:20 GMT -5
"Pardon?"
He leaned back to look at him better.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 28, 2010 0:22:37 GMT -5
"I mean I don't know how you like me. Or what turns you on."
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