OOM: Room 19 again

[latino_menace]

He'd stayed down in the bar for as long as he could manage. To stay awake any longer would have required the drugs he'd brought with him (the ones sitting on the dresser right now, unopened), but he's been leary of using them in case this all gets resolved quickly and he can go home.

So he'd given in finally and crashed, just about managing to get his clothes off before passing out in bed. It's been good sleep - but now, as he drifts towards wakefulness, it seems to him that it's a little harder to breath than it was when he first came upstairs.

Eyes flicker open blearily, he blinks a few times...before realising that the source of the problem is a familiar head resting on his chest, breathing deeply. Ramon smiles and winds a hand into his hair as he lays his head back on the pillow. But he keeps his eyes on him, already feeling better for simply having him near. It seems a shame to try and wake him but he's curious as to what he's doing here.

'Random?'

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[latino_menace]

'She won't attack anyone else. She has her reasons for wanting to go after Arithon.'

He sighs heavily and shifts, turning to one side and resting his head in his hand, propped on an elbow as he looks at Random.

'There's nothing you can do until...shit, I don't know actually. Until the mistwraith is gotten rid of I suppose, and they find a way to uncurse people. Until then, I just have to watch Arithon's back. But you can't go near her, I mean it.'

He sounds very serious about that last bit. He just hopes Random trusts him enough to just do it, and not ask why. He doesn't want to have to tell him about what she said because he knows he'll worry.

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

"I promise."

He means to keep it.

"Can you tell me why? Or should I not know? Are you in any danger?"

He also sounds very stern about it, particularly the last question. You can't not, not when someone you care about is in danger.

[latino_menace]

Damnit!

He can't lie to Random and he can't not answer because then he'll know anyway. The best he can do is make it sound like no big deal.

'Well, she's not that happy with me by all accounts. And there's always going to be some risk, as she's going after someone I'm trying to protect. No more than that though.'

He leans down and kisses him. Distraction! But he does add, to answer the first question, 'I just don't want you in a position where she tries to get me out of the way by hurting you unexpectedly, alright?'

And more kissing. Because yes, he knows that was vague so there must be more distraction. Obviously.

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

Random's hand splays on his chest.

"Stop. Baby. Please, if you don't want to answer, say so. But don't kiss me to make it go away. Kiss me because you want me."

[latino_menace]

Ramon's brow furrows but he does stop. He takes the hand off his chest though, to gently kiss the palm.

'Always want you don't I? I just don't want you to worry.'

There's a sigh and he lays his head back down on the pillow, facing Random. 'Fine then. She's got something against me and is trying to get to Arithon to pay me back for it. She's made threats - so that's why you can't go near her. I don't know if she'll target everyone near me or not but I'm not willing to take the risk. OK?'

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

"Kay. Now, love me. If you want to. Not to manipulate. Those are games I don't think we should play. I'm rather too good at them."

It's true. He is. His fingers slide up Ramon's chest, trace his throat, cup his face.

"Plus. If I needed to I could take her out."

[latino_menace]

'I know you could. But I also know she has a sniper rifle, because we gave her one for Christmas. And all you have to do is walk in the door and she could have put a bullet in your head. So please, stay away. If you get Gorlim to look after the baby again, use the Trump to get to me, it's safer.'

He leans down and plants a soft kiss on his neck, a hand already creeping under Random's T-shirt.

'Wasn't trying to manipulate. Just don't want you to worry.'

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

"Kay."

He turns his face up for a kiss, eyes heavy with exhaustion and trust.

"I'll stay away. Don't want to get shot. Can I visit you again? Next week, maybe?"

[latino_menace]

'Of course.'

Ramon kisses him, carefully and lovingly. It's only been three days for him but God he misses him. Misses this. Fingers start to trail over his ribs, brushing lightly.

'Think you're wearing too many clothes Random.' He looks him in the eye. 'And you look tired. Are you sure you'd rather not just sleep?'

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

"No. I missed you."

There's something a little more desperate in him, because three days is his week and a bit, which is different. So different.

"I just... baby. And then sneaking in here. Got a few hours. But I woke up alone again."

[latino_menace]

'I don't like you waking up alone. Don't like it here either.'

He kneels up suddenly, letting the quilt drop back. Random is divested of socks and the the T-shirt is pushed up so he can start laying soft kisses over his stomach.

'Don't miss me. I'll be back soon.'

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

"Not to me."

His fingers trace along Ramon's skin as he works, then wind in his hair.

"Don't stop. Please."

[latino_menace]

'I'm sorry. I don't like being away either.'

He doesn't stop. Each rib gets trailed across with gentle lips, fingers stroking at the base of his abdomen. Occasionally there's the slight pressure of teeth on his side, hardly strong enough to even be called bites, designed only to stimulate the nerves under the skin.

'I love you. Don't forget it.'

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

"God, how could I?"

He hands clench in Ramon's hair.

"Please... harder."

Want to remember this. Want you written on my skin.

[latino_menace]

'Not going to hurt you.'

Even the slightest pressure with his teeth gets kissed over afterwards, he has no intention of being rough with him. Random asked to be loved, so that's what he's getting.

The waistband of his briefs gets hooked with a finger or two and pulled down slightly, just revealing the skin pulled tightly over hipbone and pelvis. Ramon licks along it carefully and then ghosts breath along, trying to see if he can make him shiver.

'You OK?'

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

"Please..."

It's faint, vague, tired. Not defeated- more caught in soft arms that are kind and make him smile to himself.

"...I'm tired. Take care of me, baby? Even if you don't give me touches to wear?"

[latino_menace]

'Take care of you,' he confirms softly, as he kneels up to remove Random's underwear properly.

'No biting. Just want to love you.' He grins with a hint of wickedness as he leans over again, touching a soft kiss to the end of Random's cock. 'You can bring the handcuffs next time you visit for the rough stuff.'

No more words as he slides his mouth round him, sucking gently.

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

Random doesn't have an answer for any of it. He just lies back on the bed and stretches, muscles tensing under Ramon's ministrations.

It's warm, comfortable, familiar, good.

"Lover..."

[latino_menace]

Ramon hums in quiet satisfaction. He loves doing this, its so intimate with him. Loves making him arch, loves hearing him enjoying it.

His tongue starts licking slowly, hardly any pressure behind it, just touching, tasting, trying to make him feel good, feel loved.

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

It works. He smiles, so, so happily, and wraps a hand through Ramon's hair before letting his legs slip apart, inviting him closer.

"...Sanluin..."

He feels beautiful, and yes, loved. Best in the world.

[latino_menace]

Ramon doesn't stop what he's doing. Random's obviously exhausted so he wants to take him high before making love to him properly. This is about him and he wants to keep it that way.

'Love you Random...'

He's stroking between his legs when a problem occurs to him.

'No lube here baby, wasn't expecting you. Twist us some?'

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

"...try."

He focuses, pushing Ramon away for a moment, pulling some with a frown.

But tired.

So tired.



...yes, it is cherry scented.

Random moans in embarassment.

[latino_menace]

Ramon...starts to laugh helplessly. Not much else he can do really.

'You think it tastes like cherries as well?' This calls for experimentation obviously. he touches a bit to his tongue, then pulls a face.

'Ugh. No.'

Still chuckling, he slicks a couple of fingers and starts to lick over Random's cock again as he slips one inside him.

'Good job cherries don't turn me off, right?'

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

Well, Random's blushing approximately the colour of a cherry.

But.

There you go.

"You don't mi... oooh God, don't stop that."

[latino_menace]

Then it's a really good thing that cherries don't turn Ramon off. Although if he'd take him when he's a tomato, this isn't likely to faze him.

His finger probes carefully, nothing rough about it. It's not long before a second is added though, because Random is more used to this than he is.

'Never stopping.' His lips fasten on the sensitive underside and start to suck as he hums a vibration down his length. Loves this.