Ramon Salazar (
latino_menace) wrote2006-01-10 06:45 pm
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OOM: Home again
It's been a very boring two nights. And annoying too, in that while he tried to while away the time by reading or finalising things for the business in his head, his brain insisted on making him remember the last time he sat in this cell.
It's not that pleasant. Not claustrophbic, like Random gets. Just uncomfortable with the reminders.
But it's over now and he's in a jaunty mood as he walks free because there's home to go to and all other unpleasant things are locked out of his head until tomorrow. For now, and the rest of the day and night, he's just going to enjoy being with Random.
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For now all he does is keeps his lips closed tight, and moan a little as he begins to slide down.
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His hips start rocking, just a little, up into Random's mouth. Because it's so good, so tight and warm and slow. 'More, please baby more...' and just the most perfect thing in the world.
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But yes, he does lower himself slightly, down, pulling hard, but still so carefully. Going to try to coax a few undignified sounds out of Ramon, this time.
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'Pleasepleasebaby, faster! Killing me.'
He's tries to thrust again and whimpers when he can't.
Undignified sound number one.
'Baby!'
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And then moans again, because that seems like a good idea, pulling up just as slowly, squeezing at uneven intervals as he goes.
Most definitely taking a mental snapshot every moment Ramon slips, even just a little.
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'Please...'
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Random never did have much will power for teasing. More than Ramon, maybe, but never quite enough. A slight adjustment of angle and a quick hot slide down, then up, down, an easy rhythm. His hands slip off Ramon's hips, for a moment, as he braces himself, shifts his position, makes it easier and then just turns his attention to making Ramon feel as good as bloody possible.
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'Jesus...yesyes...si...Random!...'
Squirming properly now, all thoughts of dignity and pride gone as he's driven towards the edge that he's desperately trying to hold back from.
'Soon...soon, stop baby, it's soon...'
He remembers that Random doesn't like it. If he doesn't ease up, there'll be nothing he can do to stop himself from releasing.
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No reason Random can't finish it, even if he doesn't like the taste. And this way he gets to kiss him while he does.
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'Nonono stop!' He pleads it against his mouth, trying to kiss him and talk and stop himself thrusting into his hand at the same time. 'Can't yet, want to be in you, please...'
Although hell, this is painful to hold back from. Painful.
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"Evil bastard. Couldn't just let me finish it and have that be it? Love you so much but God I want you to come for me."
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Do you? Not with fucking comments like that you don't...
And he quite deliberately reaches down between his legs, takes hold of himself and jerks rapidly...there's a choke, and he's coming within seconds, making no noise at all.
He lies for a brief pause, catching his breath and then stands abruptly and gets rid of the clotes that were still half on him, flinging them unceremoniously across the room.
'I'm going to sleep,' he mutters and barely looks at Random before climbing into bed and turning onto his side, looking away from him.
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