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[teetheyes]

Get off my back about it. I don't need the company.

[ooc: Very displeased about this and this.]

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//back home, not in a sling//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[pet, and he remembers]

I have to get a...oh, that feels good.

//back home, not in a sling//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

A...?

[He can talk while his eyemouth licks the slit there.]

//back home, not in a sling//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

A haircut.

[bucking up into the sensation]

//back home, not in a sling//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

It's getting a little long, preppy.

[Gentle nip of the eyemouth, then he licks back up to hood his mouth over Blue.]

//back home, not in a sling//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Nnn...that feels good...

//back home, not in a sling//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Getting his hands involved, twisting his palms against Blue's shaft while sucking the head.

//back home, not in a sling//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Cori...

[petting Cori's hair, fingers tugging a bit against his scalp]

//back home, not in a sling//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[And down his mouth goes, taking him to the back of his throat, fingers stroking his balls and perineum.]

//back home, not in a sling//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Cori, more, more, please...

[bucking up against Cori's mouth]

//back home, not in a sling//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Mouth tightening, up and down, then off for his eyemouth to take over.]

More what.

[Licking his lips.]

//back home, not in a sling//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Your eyes, god, your eyes....

Make me come, please...

//back home, not in a sling//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Eyemouth off, and he sits up.]

Can you handle it?

[Brushing his fingers at a fading bruise.]

//back home, not in a sling//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[looks up at him]

I'm a soldier, Cori.

//back home, not in a sling//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I'm teasing you.

[Emphasizing that with a couple jerks, then he goes to get the lube.]

//back home, not in a sling//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

That's not very nice, you know.

[jerking while he waits]

//back home, not in a sling//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

You're a soldier.

[Coming back with a heavy kiss, tossing pants and briefs out of the way then lubing himself up.]

//back home, not in a sling//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Yes, I am.

[fingers on Cori's chest, a flick to the bar before taking it in his mouth and sucking]

//back home, not in a sling//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

But you're still my Boy Blue.

[Hiss for the suck to his piercing. And he guides himself in, slow and firm.]

//back home, not in a sling//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Nnn...mmmhmmm....

[arches up against him]

Yeah, I am.

//back home, not in a sling//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Moving faster now, hand between them to stroke Blue's cock.]

Kiss me.

[And by that, he means the eyemouth.]

//back home, not in a sling//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

O-okay...

[reaches up for him, kissing his mouth first, then leans to one eye, mouth over it]

//back home, not in a sling//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Eyetongue to tongue as he pivots Blue against the couch arm, to drive against his prostate.]

I love you...

//back home, not in a sling//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[Curls and wedges himself to make sure Cori hits it, his mouth not leaving Cori's eye, his fingers moving down until one slides into him, curling]

//back home, not in a sling//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Ahh...

[Feeling that, and pushing back against Blue's hand before thrusting forward again.]

//back home, not in a sling//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[curling his fingers, his mouth sucking on Cori's eyetongue, stiffening when he comes into Cori's hand]