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Ramon heads upstairs, still tired but much happier since the earlier conversation with Random. But yes, tired, and all he wants to do is grab his lover and go to bed, possibly have sex, possibly just sleep. And as far as he's concerned, there's nothing out of the ordinary going on with his appearance.
He hasn't seen a mirror since his conversation with Thea.
He hasn't seen a mirror since his conversation with Thea.
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Date: 2005-12-09 10:39 pm (UTC)And his mouth lingers, then he lies down, resting his head comfortably against his leg and reaches up to give him one gentle tug before stilling again, resting comfortably between Ramon's legs.
"I don't want to."
But he can't resist reaching up again, stroking at the skin of his upper leg, so close.
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Date: 2005-12-09 10:50 pm (UTC)He tries to push into the stroking a little, despite the weight of his head on his leg, but he's tied in such a way as to make it almost impossible to shift at all. So he groans, once - the first of many, he knows - and looks down at Random, muttering, 'Please. Does that help? Please!'
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Date: 2005-12-10 03:34 am (UTC)"Make's you sound beautiful. And so. Fucking. Sexy. God."
And then he kisses him properly, deep, and commanding, because even in this he's not letting Ramon have the upper hand.
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Date: 2005-12-10 03:44 am (UTC)He moans into the kiss, it makes him start to ache because he's at Random's mercy and there's not a damn thing he can do...and it's hot.
'If I'm sexy, then touch me. C'mon Random...'
God, he wants him to. Is starting to need him to.
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Date: 2005-12-10 03:50 am (UTC)"Touch you?"
A hand splays on Ramon's chest, flat against his skin, and Random laughs softly, sitting up.
"Tell you what, baby. You tell me exactly, exactly, what you imagine me doing to you."
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Date: 2005-12-10 04:03 am (UTC)'You're fucking torturing me Random.' He tries to collect his thoughts a little. 'If I tell you, you won't do it. Please amarente, just anything!'
Making him think about it just makes the blood in his veins pound harder.
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Date: 2005-12-10 04:11 am (UTC)He smiles, still smug, and straightens, then swings a leg across Ramon's chest, straddling his ribs, up on his knees, popping the button of his jeans and sliding down the zipper with a low groan.
"Tell me, lover. If I like it, I promise, I'll touch you. If you don't I'll just sit here and touch myself until you do."
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Date: 2005-12-10 04:20 am (UTC)Oh Christ...
He doesn't say anything. Not necessarily because he's trying to get Random to follow through on that, just because he's trying to calm down. The wants to get some relief from the ache but God, the way he'd looked last time he'd touched himself...Ramon's torn. He doesn't know which avenue will be the most erotic, they both are at this point.
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Date: 2005-12-10 04:26 am (UTC)So he straightens and yanks his jeans lower with a short groan that's almost a yelp, and briefs down, and then his hands are moving, once, twice, three times and pausing for him to pant out:
"Tell me and I'll hear you and touch myself to the sound. Come on, babe, tell me. Your voice is so fucking hot."
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Date: 2005-12-10 04:36 am (UTC)'OhfuckingJesus...I want your hands on me. Grip me hard, squeeze, pull me off. I love it when you rub over the tip with your thumb and do it hard, almost hard enough to hurt but not quite. Christ Random, don't stop, please baby, driving me crazy...'
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Date: 2005-12-10 04:40 am (UTC)His hand is moving again, moving as Ramon describes and causing his back to arch, until he finally pulls back, and off the bed, and stands, leaning heavily against it. His hand comes down and closes around Ramon, and it's hot and demanding and three, two, one, and off, with a last lingering twist of his thumb, because he's stripping off his jeans and taking a moment to breathe and try to get Ramon to calm down.
No need to rush, after all. They aren't even completely undressed.
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Date: 2005-12-10 04:47 am (UTC)'I like doing it to you,' is all he says, then closes his eyes and forces himself to chill.
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Date: 2005-12-10 04:51 am (UTC)Ramon's nose? Is firmly tweaked. Nothing like a bit of indignity to calm a person down. And Random twists himself a glass of water, because he needs to breathe and drink and he runs an icecube along Ramon's bottom lip, because he's probably thirsty.
The water on his lip looks nice, anyways.
And he's considering putting the ice to good use, later. If he feels like it. Still hasn't shown Ramon exactly how good that day in Texorami felt.
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Date: 2005-12-10 04:55 am (UTC)He eyes the water covetously. Then affects a mock-pout and says, 'If you loved me, you'd share that properly.'
Not above emotional blackmail at times. At all.
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Date: 2005-12-10 04:58 am (UTC)He continues the gentle slide of ice across his lip, melting it slowly.
"You'd choke. This is safer."
He is immune! Mwahaha! Actually, he's just sensible. But either works. And in a few moments, Ramon should be distracted by an icy finger tracing lightly across his chest.
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Date: 2005-12-10 05:05 am (UTC)And the finger does distract him, when it comes. He smiles at the feel of it, looking Random right in the eye. 'Mmmm....enjoying this, aren't you baby...?'
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Date: 2005-12-10 05:08 am (UTC)And because it's clear he really is thirsty, the glass is slowly brought to Ramon's lips, and tipped soslightly till he can drink from it, just a small amount, because he's not going to let him choke.
"And you certainly seem to be."
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Date: 2005-12-10 05:17 am (UTC)And he's teasing again, tracing down his stomach with an icecube and letting it melt, then abandoning it on his abdomen he traces a firm finger up his cock.
"Was a hint."
His hands are cold, but firm and good and touching him again.
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Date: 2005-12-10 05:21 am (UTC)'Yeeeeessss...'
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Date: 2005-12-10 05:29 am (UTC)"Bit cold, isn't it?"
He's already disliking this, because Random always was a warmth person, and he'd much rather press his hand to Ramon's side until the skin begins to heat.
"Leave you decorated with ice, of course, but I don't know... hmm. What else shall I try on you? Any other things you'd imagined?"
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Date: 2005-12-10 05:35 am (UTC)'Lick it off. S'cold, warm me up baby, lick it off...'
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Date: 2005-12-10 05:38 am (UTC)And he does, because he likes that idea, and Ramon's skin is hot, and the ice is cold, and he's removing the trail of water with a long swipe of his tongue, lower and lower and eventually pulling the sliver of ice into his mouth and leaning up to kiss Ramon, dropping it easily between his lips.
Gift!
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Date: 2005-12-10 05:47 am (UTC)It breaks off when he needs to breathe but he keeps his head up, face as close to him as he can get. And breathes out, 'Please Random...'
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Date: 2005-12-10 05:52 am (UTC)"I'll just be a moment. This is something we probably shouldn't proceed without, for pure comfort reasons."
And he's back before it's too long, with another kiss and a firm squeeze. Just a reminder.
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