OOM: Home again

[latino_menace]

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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"You two would get aong."

Of that, he's sure.

"I think we should most definitely introduce you two. Later. Actually, no, we can't. I'm having a torrid affaire with him, it'd get awkward. You're right, they are. I like this Marla girl, though."

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The hand under his shirt creeps up to start toying with a nipple. 'Would we? Although - you bastard! You're having a torrid affair with him? How could you?!'

The nipple is wisted a little as punishment.

'There's nothing for it, I'm going to have to kill him. Who's Marla?'

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"That's called suicide, baby. It's a no-thing."

He doesn't shudder. No, not at all. His eyes most definitely do close though.

"How close to the end of the movie are we?"

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'Oh, is it/ I had no idea.'

He watches the eyes close with a small smile. And then leans down, to growl in Spanish, right in his ear.

'Lots to go. Ages. Boring though - I think I'll just sit here instead, playing with you. That's much more interesting. What do you think?'

He strokes over the nipple the whole time and twines their legs slowly as he talks.

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"If you like?"

He's not complaining. It feels far too nice for that.

"Do you think we should press pause? Or are you going to make me try to concentrate? I'd much rather just concentrate on you."

[latino_menace]

'Oh no. No no no. No pause. You just keep watching baby.'

He wants to see now long he can keep him hot before he starts pleading and giving the movie up on his own.

'Concentrate on me later. For now, just relax.'

The first two buttons of his shirt are undone, which gives him more access to the expanse of Random's shoulder. He licks along it so lightly, then presses his teeth in, as gentle as he can.

That nipple feels nice under his fingers.

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He does try very hard to watch the movie. It doesn't really work.

"Can't do this, baby. Want you to just touch me nicely."

Yes, there is a bit of a plea in his voice.

"Been two days, baby. 's cruel."

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'I thought I was touching you nicely?' He murmurs it against his skin, where he's sucking lightly at the pulse point on he neck.

'Been two days for me too. Been imagining this. Wanting to touch you - and now I can, want to feel you squirm, please.'

The hand not playing with his chest starts stroking softly over his ribs. And needless to say, he's pressing into him quite firmly so Random can feel what this sort of thing does to him.

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He can, and he complies, sitting still.

Well, except from a very slight squirm back into Ramon's arms.

"Do whatever you like to me. I'm yours."

This, he loves. Being held like this.

"Whatever you like."

[latino_menace]

'Jesus you taste good. How do you do that?'

Ramon sounds almost wonderous, as though it's something he can't believe. That Random still, after all this time, can amaze him with something as simple as his taste.

'Mine. I love you baby.' He pulls at his skin with soft and careful lips, not wanting to hurt. And he strokes a little lower, teasing over his abdomen now, playing a little lower sometimes but always coming back up as he sends soft kisses over every part of his shoulder, neck and throat that he can reach.

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"I still use eucalyptus soap?"

It's a drowsy offer. Because that's probably not the reasons, but it still works.

"I shower a lot? It doesn't make a difference. Just glad you completely like it. God, why can't I talk. Gah, you're taking my breath away."

[latino_menace]

'Mmmm. No. s'just you. Make me crazy.'

He turns him, just a little, so Random's more under him but can still watch the movie if he likes. He just wants to be able to do what he's doing now, which is pressing a soft kiss to the hollow of his throat and then trailing his lips on down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt slowlyand opening it out in increments, making sure to taste every inch of him as he goes.

It takes a long time, because he takes his time. But he enjoys every second, grazing over him lightly, and mapping every part of his torso with his mouth.

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He doesn't like. He likes looking up, likes closing his eyes. Likes pushing closer, and winding gentle fingers in Ramon's hair and pulling his head down.

"Don't stop that, please, don't."

He can feel his heartbeat in his throat. In his chest, against Ramon's skin. Pounding, breath already short.

[latino_menace]

He likes the fingers in his hair, always. It's soft and intimate and they feel nice running through it.

He's about mid-way down his stomach at the moment, licking gently with the tip of his tongue, fingers working on the next button and fumbling it slightly.

'Won't stop. Never.'

OhGodnever.

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"Bound to run out of skin, though."

His legs slide up, bare foot tracing down Ramon's side, just to keep as much contact as possible. Ramon's mouth makes his eyes flutter shut, and his head tip back.

"Do what you like. Touch me as you like."

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'Mmmm, maybe. Find other things, better things. Then do it all again. Always.'

Every word is punctuated with kisses and touches, and when all the buttons are gone his fingers trace the length of every rib, circle his navel and down across his abdomen. When they're stopped by his belt he starts working on getting it off, because there's more skin under there and it needs to be loved too.

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"I know."

He leans back, eyes comfortably shut, letting Ramon do what he likes. His skin feels like it's burning under his touch.

"Do this forever. Forever and ever. Missed you so much."

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'You too, so much.'

When the belt is open, his mouth has almost caught up, it's presently slowly circling his belly button and following a light trail of hair downwards. Fingers though, warm and wanting, they tickle along the skin where it's white and sensitive, hopefully getting it nice and ready for the warmer ministrations of his mouth before it moves on to things that'll really get him going.

But for now this is gentle and easy and loving, and that's what he wants.

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"I never understood why you always did this to me."

It's a mumbled confession, as his hand tightens in Ramon's hair, because he is loving all this, and he can feel Ramon caring, and all of it is blindingly perfect.

[latino_menace]

He pauses, rests his heat on his abdomen and looks up.

'What do you mean?'

Any number of ways that statement could be taken.

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"Don't seem like the person to enjoy giving oral sex."

An apologetic hand winds in Ramon's hair.

"Now, of course, I know better. Known it since the first time you grinned up at me. Much better at this than I am. But the first time I nearly had a heart attack. Something like two days in, or something. Love it."

[latino_menace]

He grins and kisses the skin just above his groin.

'I never used to give it. Only occasionally. But I love giving it to you because I love making you feel good. Love your taste, love the way you strain and writhe.' He swallows, even more aroused by the thoughts.

'And you're perfect at it. But you don't have to. Don't have to do anything you don't like.'

And then he feels he's talked anough and starts to ease his briefs down, grinning up at him in anticipation.

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He grins back, already dizzy at the sight of Ramon over him. Dizzy, so letting his head drop back.

"I enjoy it with you. Going to, later. Tonight. Going to sit you up and kneel between your legs now hurry up baby, please."

Already writhing. Already. Ramon hasn't even touched him. It's gorgeous. The one word that always runs through his mind. Gorgeous.

[latino_menace]

He takes his time. There's an obligatory moan though, at the sudden image of Random doing this to him. But it's put aside fo now as he slowly licks up his cock, hard and long, putting pressure on all the right places. And when he reaches the tip, he lets his lips sit there loosely while he hums, the slack hold letting them vibrate against his flesh wildly.

It may sound strange. But it should feel great.

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It most certainly excellently gorgeously does, and Random lets out a low moan, that starts low in his throat and builds to almost a cry.

He fights desperately to keep his hips from thrusting, because he couldn't bear to have Ramon's mouth off him at the moment, so he clenches his teeth, and clenches his hands in the fabric of the couch and tries not to shout.