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When you know the kind of man you want to be, are, whatever passes as bold to others is just a matter of honesty.
[ with the right partner, as with anything, angelo enjoys sex. given a goal, however, angelo is less prudish about it like he normally would. he has control; his partner treats him well; this was not like the situation in globe and this helps in settling his mood before he even got to kneeling in front of him.
jeremiah is attractive, but he's the wrong type. that's alright, because his imagination is plenty helpful enough, anyway. angelo is careful as he unzips him, as he pulls down his trousers to reveal more of his cock and down halfway his thighs. he's generous with how he lavishes attention to his cock as wets the fabric with his warm mouth and sucks against its stiff arc, soft and slow. ]
[He's going to have a mess to dry off before he makes it out of here, but Jeremiah doesn't stop it, the sensuous drag of pleasure with just the slight burn of fabric between them drawing a twitch under that tongue. No helping it; he makes such a nice picture like this, as if the tease wasn't already so sweet. Jeremiah's firmed up by now, and while he's drawn by the thought of feeling those lips on his skin, the heat of his mouth, he'll remain patient.]
I prefer it, really. [Spreading his legs a little further, Jeremiah's mindful to simply rest his knee on the partition, offering his hips up. His hands itch to do more, but he won't for now. The younger man can take the reins and Jeremiah will follow.] Knowing precisely what someone wants.
[Huffing slightly through his words, he's still gazing down but feeling his patience fraying anyway. He loves the drag of that mouth, waiting with bated breath, but the longer he watches it the harsher his breathing gets.]
[ an unfair comment when angelo is doing his best to make it difficult for him not to be excited.
angelo pulls down his underwear and mercifully starts sucking his cock. he's good at it, unfortunately. angelo is generous with his mouth toying with the head of his cock as he strokes the base, and can take it nice and deep down his throat before pulling back with an obscene sound as he takes it out of his mouth, laps up the slit and returns to sucking him off, bobbing his head back and forth as his eyes look up at him intensely. ]
[Absolutely unfair, but it's a challenge he'll rise to. He always will.
Any smirk he could throw Angelo's way gets wiped off fairly fast when he's fully bared and pulled into that mouth. A sigh punches right out of him, the feeling sweet and heady. He's skilled, as skilled as anything else he's done but far more intense. Who knows how he does this, how he so easily envelops so much of his length, pulls right back up without a flinch, that look in those vivid eyes completely unbroken.]
That's a tall order. [His voice already has that strain to it, not touched for long but worked up enough to sound it. Jeremiah gives in to an urge finally, reaching out with his left to sink his fingers in Angelo's hair, brushing that lock back out of his face as he leans down. He wants a feel of those pale, silky locks, but the unobstructed view is just as good.] Lord.
[ he likes being praised. he is dutiful, in the way that he sucks him off; at least he does it slowly, so jeremiah doesn't just lose it then and there. but angelo keeps his legs spread apart with his hands and moans softly as he hollows his cheeks around his length; he likes taking it, enjoys the soft sounds that jeremiah provides in his pleasure.
it's good that he's rising to the challenge. he likes how stiff and heavy he feels in his mouth, and if he praises him he rewards him with the way he takes him in deep to the back of his throat, before pulling halfway out and letting his tongue lave the underside of the head of his cock. ]
[It's fortunate no one has come in the bathroom in a while, because Jeremiah's not thinking about being quiet, groaning softly in open appreciation. He's fixed on those lips for now, even paler against the flushed skin of his cock, heat growing at his core. The slower drag of his mouth is heavenly, letting Jeremiah feel him in full, sinking deep without resistance.
This place has certainly spoiled him already. He still can't understand it, just how well someone like Angelo moves on him, almost like he's pleasuring himself as much as pleasuring someone else. He all but hisses out a sigh, fingers dragging slightly, carefully through his hair, stroking it appreciatively.]
Beautiful. [The murmur just falls right past his lips. He might get that a lot, but Jeremiah isn't taking it back, cheeks flushed in pleasure and at his own impulses. At least it's honest.]
[ he'll take it. he doesn't deny him; he is beautiful and he is right to notice it. angelo enjoys the way he makes him moan, and even if there were people coming in to the restroom he wouldn't have cared. he's just going to make him even louder with the way he takes in his cock in his mouth, the way he digs in his nails on the side of his thighs eagerly. he enjoys the act of giving it as much as klavier enjoys it from him; he can't deny that he's hard, too, that bulge in his trousers making it even more difficult to kneel on the tiles.
and he would complain, later on, how this stupid place has sullied his uniform, but for now he's content to suck him off like there is nothing and no-one else taking his attention right now.
angelo gives him some reprieve otherwise, dragging his tongue along the side of his cock after taking it out of his mouth. ]
.... do you want to come in my mouth? Or should I hold off?
[ and as he waits for his answer, angelo mouths kisses all over his length, tracing the vein with his tongue, lapping up the head and sucking on it as he stares up at him from where he kneels. ]
[His breath ticks up a little sharper, groaning in the back of his throat from Angelo's efforts, the bite of nails a pleasant burn digging into him. Jeremiah starts rocking forward only slightly, just to drag that little extra friction out of it, rather than to push any deeper than he is. He may take it perfectly well, and it would be so easy for him to lose it like this, but there's other things he wants.
Jeremiah's words come out in slight huffs as he answers, still transfixed on that pretty, unabashed face. His own must betray all the options he has to consider, some more feasible than others. There isn't the space he likes to spread him out, nor the patience to do it here.]
Let me use my mouth, too. [He may only brush the outside of Angelo's thigh with his calf, but he's looking between his legs, then his face again.] Just for a while.
[ he torments his cock one last time before taking it out of his mouth with such an obscene sound, tasting pre-come on his tongue before rising and settling on his lap again. his face, lightly tinged red, looks at him with a mischievous look. pretty, certainly, and right now all too willing to be directed, to see how jeremiah would like him. ]
[He barely tamps down his shiver, eye narrowing a little as his smile curls back onto his lips. It really is impressive to him that a man with his bearing can turn on this sort of energy. It draws it right out of Jeremiah in turn. Doing the work sounds more like a privilege right now than anything.]
Happily.
[Jeremiah doesn't resist the urge to lay a kiss to his cheek, trailing the short distance to his mouth. It isn't deep contact, not to simply taste himself, although he does regardless. He's just not flinching about it, not here and not now. His hands run up his thighs, squeezing before nudging him back to his feet, then planting a hand low on his bared stomach, walks him back so he's leaning against the latched stall door. Even in the biggest one, Jeremiah only has to scoot forward on his seat and lean in to get himself close and level with Angelo's crotch.
With nothing to stop him, Jeremiah tugs his pants down further, just enough to nose at the fabric of his underwear a little, lips brushing over his stiffening cock. It's not a tease that lasts very long before he's tugging those down too, licking his hand to wet it before wrapping around his exposed cock, working him a little first.]
[ angelo lets him be guided, curious as to how jeremiah wants him, and finds that he likes, very much, the look of him working him up with his hand. it feels nice, too. angelo is more used to taking control, so having to endure this kind of contact has his face tinged a nice red, watching him take obvious pleasure in doing so.
he shudders under his touch, feeling it too keenly around his stiff cock. angelo bites his lower lip as he continues, breathing slowly and hissing as he thumbs over the head of his cock. ]
Ah .... good. [ ever the tsundere, he just spits out, ] I don't mind that at all.
[Jeremiah's not deterred, not with the way he purrs it out. Angelo's certainly a curious one, different facets to his bearing at the situation changes. It leaves him guessing, eager to see what else lurks behind that disarmingly beautiful face.
And while he's no professional, past or present, his coaxing strokes are easy, a little luxurious. He's on the money; Jeremiah's definitely enjoying the feeling of velvety skin and firmness in his palm, though he doesn't indulge it for too long. Bowing down, he licks broad and heavy to feel him out at first, then sinks his lips over the head. Jeremiah only pulls the first few inches in, but he's attentive, working him up a bit.
He's already liking the flush to his skin a lot, so if he can push the limits of his composure, even better.]
[ how relentless. it's not like he's a virgin and doesn't expect this from anyone when he's on the receiving end of it; but being on the other end always subjects you to a partner's earnest efforts in providing pleasure, and angelo forgets to breathe, for a moment, holding in air as he watches him suck his cock before realizing he's held his breath and letting out a low exhale as he does. it feels good, of course. and jeremiah sounds absolutely seductive the way he teases him about it, and angelo falls for it as well. his body shudders against the door, trying to control himself.
the door creaks beneath his weight when jeremiah sucks off his head, and angelo is mindful of not thrusting in too much into his mouth, just because he recognizes that he's doing work and he doesn't really want to rush him. but even he can only stay so stoic for so long. all of that is written in the red dusting his cheeks, anyway. and how warm he feels in this bathroom, confined in a stall. ]
[He may talk with a tease, but he doesn't keep it up in his movements, closing his eyes and paying attention just to how it feels. Life and all its twists and turns kept him too occupied in recent years to do much... pursuing. Jeremiah hasn't held another man this way in a while. Perhaps too long, from how good it feels just to throw himself into it.
Bobbing a little slower, he sinks until the tip nudges the back of his tongue, humming out softly before drawing back. His cheeks only get warmer the longer he goes, too prone for it when he's got another man's cock in his mouth. It's not a filthy act in of itself, even though his younger, arbitrarily-principled self took far too long to get even cozy with it for that reason. Sucking Angelo off here specifically though, in a bathroom stall, counts enough to rile his brain from that same angle.
Tugging his pants and underwear further down his thighs, Jeremiah's hands fit to his hips before roaming behind, squeezing at the curve of his bared ass. It's still a temptation, if he's honest, but he's not committed to it yet.]
[ he's only too human at the worst of it, and angelo responds to such ministrations readily enough that he sinks into pleasure and gives in. he closes his eyes and bites his lower lip, makes a show of how much he approves of his mouth -- so warm and indulging around his cock, and angelo pants and carefully fucks into that hold, moaning softly in the stall, not particularly caring if someone hears them, only that it gets done, only that it feels good.
pliant, and subjected to his desires which angelo can barely control to begin with, he looks softer in ways he doesn't usually look. he tosses his head back against the wooden door of the stall. ]
Ah, mmm .... good .... more, you can give me more ....
[The nudge of Angelo's hips gets him looking back up, and he's not disappointed by what he sees. Shifting his hand slightly as a buffer, Jeremiah takes his suggestion to heart, working faster, mouth sealed tighter around him. It's a lovely contrast indeed, seeing his face ease up from its sternness, the gentler timbre to his voice when laced with pleasure.
Jeremiah's hands fit well over his hips, the swell of his butt, and while his seeking fingertips may be able to reach inward easily, he doesn't push further. He's enjoying himself, just as he'd enjoyed the hot slide of Angelo around him in turn, even if the itch for more sits in the back of his mind. Sliding his touch further down, his palms move to the backs of his thighs instead, giving a greedy squeeze when he finds a good spot. Slim but not skinny, with the soft give of muscle, his skin satiny and hairless. Tempting enough that if he didn't have a mouthful of cock, he might have snuck in a nibble. Or three.]
[ too warm. he feels too warm in his hold and the way jeremiah touches him, he's incredibly greedy and wants more. he moans out loud when he feels the drag of lip on skin, teasing with the soft nibbles that he gives him, angelo giving in and having his hand move through thick hair and grasping firmly as he fucks his mouth, trying very much not to lose control or else he'll be sliding himself all the way to the back of his throat.
it feels wonderful. angelo pants through his desire as he enjoys him, enjoys the way jeremiah seems to take his time, licking his lips as he continues to bring him close to an orgasm. the way he's moving, it won't be too long, and angelo catches his lower lip between his teeth, moaning. ] I'm going to -- come in your mouth -- if you don't stop --
[From the look in his eye, Jeremiah doesn't think it's terrible at all, but he's always been a sucker for the power of suggestion. Then again he's got at least the starts of another idea, if it ends up appealing to the both of them. The obscene noises finally stop when he slides his mouth off, slick-sounding and enough to avert his gaze for a flushed moment. Licking the excess spit from his lips, Jeremiah looks back up, his own breathing swift as he allows himself a smirk, feeling just a little salacious for it.]
Not yet.
[Curling around, one of Jeremiah's hands presses flush to the inside of Angelo's thigh, his skin hot and impossibly soft under his palm. Beneath, he can feel the taut give of muscle, and squeezes down a bit out of an inevitable greed. If only he had a slightly more active imagination, the solution would occur to him.]
I'd like to do more, but would prefer somewhere more comfortable. [And with the proper supplies, though Jeremiah has yet to discover how easily those things can simply appear if one simply looks enough places. Nowhere is he hinting that they should take the time to excuse themselves, either. Even neglected, Jeremiah's still too hard to go anywhere without finishing what they've started.] For now...
[For now, he'd still like a way they could come together, so he pushes himself to his feet, back to towering over the younger man and realizing that aligning their heights to stroke their dicks together might be harder than he'd imagined. Help him out?]
But if you want to get off, too, either use your hand for both of us or fuck my thighs and ... be creative.
[ that seems like an easy choice, doesn't it? he can turn around and jeremiah can fuck him like he's actually going inside of him and angelo can still pleasure himself, either way. ]
[An easy choice, indeed. It's a new one for Jeremiah—in practice not in concept, god, he wasn't born yesterday—but the look of intrigue and reddened cheeks says plenty. Hard not to, reaching out and sliding his touch over his leg, up the pale curve of his rump. The columns of his thighs are their own kind of tempting, the longer Jeremiah eyes them.]
We could try that.
[They're going to try, his mind already looks made up on that. On his feet like this, he needs to widen his stance yet, pressing briefly against the younger man to feel it out, how they fit together. Up close again, Jeremiah dips down to press a kiss to the back of his neck, still as fond of those little touches, hands to Angelo's hips. Like this, his cock simply rests against the bare cleft of his ass, coming back to full hardness. An idea to come back to later, should they meet like this again. For now, Jeremiah wets his hand, pulling back to slick his cock up that extra bit, working himself for a few strokes before looking down.
It looks just as suggestive, the backs of Angelo's thighs hot where he aligns the tip, then slides between the press of soft skin until their hips sit flush. Odd-feeling but pleasant, warm where he's nestled between Angelo's legs, just underneath his balls. The rest of their bodies align surprisingly comfortably even with their differences in height, pulling himself close and drawing a soft sigh from his lips.
Never let him claim not to default to being an affectionate lover, even under casual circumstances.]
[ he does turn, for him, angelo no stranger to being in such a pose anyway. he arches his back against jeremiah's so he can grind against him as he sits flush against his back, that warmth enticing as angelo pushes against the door and makes his thighs tight around his cock.
a pity he's so much taller. but these circumstances are good enough and the promise of another encounter later on is also enticing. angelo loves the feel of his cock, biting his lower lip as his body feels all too warm beneath him. ]
[Jeremiah hums, thrusting a little harder as Angelo presses around him, held in place enough for him to move more. He hadn't had expectations on how it would feel aside from different, but the plushness of his thighs, the silky drag of skin are nice. Aligning their bodies tight feels good too, the impact of his hips against his bared ass rocking them both.]
You flatter me. [He thinks, anyway, but it's why it comes out with a humorous curl to his voice.] Mmm, afraid I'm just not the same degree of creative. This is good, though.
[Huffing into the softness of Angelo's silvery hair, his hand trails over his hip to slide between his legs, thumb hooking over the other man's cock at the base, fingers dipping between to seek his own. His length doesn't reach far enough to stroke together, of course, so he gathers up some of the slickness and draws back over Angelo's balls, circling his cock and stroking leisurely, light.]
[ angelo pants against his body, his hands keeping him still against his crotch as he tightens his thighs around his cock and strains against his position on the door. he ruts against jeremiah, letting him work him up to his orgasm, slowly building as angelo shudders underneath his hold. ]
And ... I most certainly ... don't mind you practicing on me often.
[ a pretty face deserves a nice reward, after all. ]
[It fits. Experience remained the most likely possibility. Angelo molds so well to him, keeps finding a pathway to make both of them feel good no matter how they fit together. An attentive lover: another thing about him he can't help but like.]
Often, mm? That's quite an offer.
[Jeremiah says it playfully, but the interest is unmistakable. It's been a while since he heard someone else enter, so he's minding his volume and little else. His cock sits comfortably in the grip of his muscles, the press of his groin and thighs so damn hot around him, drawing arousal tight in his core. Answering with a firmer grip, he strokes Angelo harder, feeling down the length of him and swiping over the tip, smearing precum under the pad of his finger.]
I'll think I'll be taking you up on it. [However many times over, seeing how it goes, though Jeremiah can already guess, nosing into the younger man's hair and speeding up his thrusts, his hand. There's no point in playing coy with his actions, too.]
[ angelo licks his lips, lets himself get lost in the sensation as jeremiah jerks him off, panting against the door, his body arching and rutting against him. it's dedicated effort that he can't ignore, and his body craves contact, some form of release; he's not going to withstand it for long.
a pity he can't kiss him. but angelo comes, not too long after; a sharp gasp against his hand, making a mess down his thighs and against the door as he eagerly grinds and fucks into his hold. ]
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[ with the right partner, as with anything, angelo enjoys sex. given a goal, however, angelo is less prudish about it like he normally would. he has control; his partner treats him well; this was not like the situation in globe and this helps in settling his mood before he even got to kneeling in front of him.
jeremiah is attractive, but he's the wrong type. that's alright, because his imagination is plenty helpful enough, anyway. angelo is careful as he unzips him, as he pulls down his trousers to reveal more of his cock and down halfway his thighs. he's generous with how he lavishes attention to his cock as wets the fabric with his warm mouth and sucks against its stiff arc, soft and slow. ]
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I prefer it, really. [Spreading his legs a little further, Jeremiah's mindful to simply rest his knee on the partition, offering his hips up. His hands itch to do more, but he won't for now. The younger man can take the reins and Jeremiah will follow.] Knowing precisely what someone wants.
[Huffing slightly through his words, he's still gazing down but feeling his patience fraying anyway. He loves the drag of that mouth, waiting with bated breath, but the longer he watches it the harsher his breathing gets.]
Mmh, don't stay down there too long.
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[ an unfair comment when angelo is doing his best to make it difficult for him not to be excited.
angelo pulls down his underwear and mercifully starts sucking his cock. he's good at it, unfortunately. angelo is generous with his mouth toying with the head of his cock as he strokes the base, and can take it nice and deep down his throat before pulling back with an obscene sound as he takes it out of his mouth, laps up the slit and returns to sucking him off, bobbing his head back and forth as his eyes look up at him intensely. ]
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Any smirk he could throw Angelo's way gets wiped off fairly fast when he's fully bared and pulled into that mouth. A sigh punches right out of him, the feeling sweet and heady. He's skilled, as skilled as anything else he's done but far more intense. Who knows how he does this, how he so easily envelops so much of his length, pulls right back up without a flinch, that look in those vivid eyes completely unbroken.]
That's a tall order. [His voice already has that strain to it, not touched for long but worked up enough to sound it. Jeremiah gives in to an urge finally, reaching out with his left to sink his fingers in Angelo's hair, brushing that lock back out of his face as he leans down. He wants a feel of those pale, silky locks, but the unobstructed view is just as good.] Lord.
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it's good that he's rising to the challenge. he likes how stiff and heavy he feels in his mouth, and if he praises him he rewards him with the way he takes him in deep to the back of his throat, before pulling halfway out and letting his tongue lave the underside of the head of his cock. ]
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This place has certainly spoiled him already. He still can't understand it, just how well someone like Angelo moves on him, almost like he's pleasuring himself as much as pleasuring someone else. He all but hisses out a sigh, fingers dragging slightly, carefully through his hair, stroking it appreciatively.]
Beautiful. [The murmur just falls right past his lips. He might get that a lot, but Jeremiah isn't taking it back, cheeks flushed in pleasure and at his own impulses. At least it's honest.]
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and he would complain, later on, how this stupid place has sullied his uniform, but for now he's content to suck him off like there is nothing and no-one else taking his attention right now.
angelo gives him some reprieve otherwise, dragging his tongue along the side of his cock after taking it out of his mouth. ]
.... do you want to come in my mouth? Or should I hold off?
[ and as he waits for his answer, angelo mouths kisses all over his length, tracing the vein with his tongue, lapping up the head and sucking on it as he stares up at him from where he kneels. ]
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Jeremiah's words come out in slight huffs as he answers, still transfixed on that pretty, unabashed face. His own must betray all the options he has to consider, some more feasible than others. There isn't the space he likes to spread him out, nor the patience to do it here.]
Let me use my mouth, too. [He may only brush the outside of Angelo's thigh with his calf, but he's looking between his legs, then his face again.] Just for a while.
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I'm all up for you doing the work.
[ he torments his cock one last time before taking it out of his mouth with such an obscene sound, tasting pre-come on his tongue before rising and settling on his lap again. his face, lightly tinged red, looks at him with a mischievous look. pretty, certainly, and right now all too willing to be directed, to see how jeremiah would like him. ]
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Happily.
[Jeremiah doesn't resist the urge to lay a kiss to his cheek, trailing the short distance to his mouth. It isn't deep contact, not to simply taste himself, although he does regardless. He's just not flinching about it, not here and not now. His hands run up his thighs, squeezing before nudging him back to his feet, then planting a hand low on his bared stomach, walks him back so he's leaning against the latched stall door. Even in the biggest one, Jeremiah only has to scoot forward on his seat and lean in to get himself close and level with Angelo's crotch.
With nothing to stop him, Jeremiah tugs his pants down further, just enough to nose at the fabric of his underwear a little, lips brushing over his stiffening cock. It's not a tease that lasts very long before he's tugging those down too, licking his hand to wet it before wrapping around his exposed cock, working him a little first.]
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he shudders under his touch, feeling it too keenly around his stiff cock. angelo bites his lower lip as he continues, breathing slowly and hissing as he thumbs over the head of his cock. ]
Ah .... good. [ ever the tsundere, he just spits out, ] I don't mind that at all.
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[Jeremiah's not deterred, not with the way he purrs it out. Angelo's certainly a curious one, different facets to his bearing at the situation changes. It leaves him guessing, eager to see what else lurks behind that disarmingly beautiful face.
And while he's no professional, past or present, his coaxing strokes are easy, a little luxurious. He's on the money; Jeremiah's definitely enjoying the feeling of velvety skin and firmness in his palm, though he doesn't indulge it for too long. Bowing down, he licks broad and heavy to feel him out at first, then sinks his lips over the head. Jeremiah only pulls the first few inches in, but he's attentive, working him up a bit.
He's already liking the flush to his skin a lot, so if he can push the limits of his composure, even better.]
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the door creaks beneath his weight when jeremiah sucks off his head, and angelo is mindful of not thrusting in too much into his mouth, just because he recognizes that he's doing work and he doesn't really want to rush him. but even he can only stay so stoic for so long. all of that is written in the red dusting his cheeks, anyway. and how warm he feels in this bathroom, confined in a stall. ]
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Bobbing a little slower, he sinks until the tip nudges the back of his tongue, humming out softly before drawing back. His cheeks only get warmer the longer he goes, too prone for it when he's got another man's cock in his mouth. It's not a filthy act in of itself, even though his younger, arbitrarily-principled self took far too long to get even cozy with it for that reason. Sucking Angelo off here specifically though, in a bathroom stall, counts enough to rile his brain from that same angle.
Tugging his pants and underwear further down his thighs, Jeremiah's hands fit to his hips before roaming behind, squeezing at the curve of his bared ass. It's still a temptation, if he's honest, but he's not committed to it yet.]
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pliant, and subjected to his desires which angelo can barely control to begin with, he looks softer in ways he doesn't usually look. he tosses his head back against the wooden door of the stall. ]
Ah, mmm .... good .... more, you can give me more ....
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Jeremiah's hands fit well over his hips, the swell of his butt, and while his seeking fingertips may be able to reach inward easily, he doesn't push further. He's enjoying himself, just as he'd enjoyed the hot slide of Angelo around him in turn, even if the itch for more sits in the back of his mind. Sliding his touch further down, his palms move to the backs of his thighs instead, giving a greedy squeeze when he finds a good spot. Slim but not skinny, with the soft give of muscle, his skin satiny and hairless. Tempting enough that if he didn't have a mouthful of cock, he might have snuck in a nibble. Or three.]
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[ too warm. he feels too warm in his hold and the way jeremiah touches him, he's incredibly greedy and wants more. he moans out loud when he feels the drag of lip on skin, teasing with the soft nibbles that he gives him, angelo giving in and having his hand move through thick hair and grasping firmly as he fucks his mouth, trying very much not to lose control or else he'll be sliding himself all the way to the back of his throat.
it feels wonderful. angelo pants through his desire as he enjoys him, enjoys the way jeremiah seems to take his time, licking his lips as he continues to bring him close to an orgasm. the way he's moving, it won't be too long, and angelo catches his lower lip between his teeth, moaning. ] I'm going to -- come in your mouth -- if you don't stop --
[ as if that's a terrible thing. ]
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Not yet.
[Curling around, one of Jeremiah's hands presses flush to the inside of Angelo's thigh, his skin hot and impossibly soft under his palm. Beneath, he can feel the taut give of muscle, and squeezes down a bit out of an inevitable greed. If only he had a slightly more active imagination, the solution would occur to him.]
I'd like to do more, but would prefer somewhere more comfortable. [And with the proper supplies, though Jeremiah has yet to discover how easily those things can simply appear if one simply looks enough places. Nowhere is he hinting that they should take the time to excuse themselves, either. Even neglected, Jeremiah's still too hard to go anywhere without finishing what they've started.] For now...
[For now, he'd still like a way they could come together, so he pushes himself to his feet, back to towering over the younger man and realizing that aligning their heights to stroke their dicks together might be harder than he'd imagined. Help him out?]
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But if you want to get off, too, either use your hand for both of us or fuck my thighs and ... be creative.
[ that seems like an easy choice, doesn't it? he can turn around and jeremiah can fuck him like he's actually going inside of him and angelo can still pleasure himself, either way. ]
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We could try that.
[They're going to try, his mind already looks made up on that. On his feet like this, he needs to widen his stance yet, pressing briefly against the younger man to feel it out, how they fit together. Up close again, Jeremiah dips down to press a kiss to the back of his neck, still as fond of those little touches, hands to Angelo's hips. Like this, his cock simply rests against the bare cleft of his ass, coming back to full hardness. An idea to come back to later, should they meet like this again. For now, Jeremiah wets his hand, pulling back to slick his cock up that extra bit, working himself for a few strokes before looking down.
It looks just as suggestive, the backs of Angelo's thighs hot where he aligns the tip, then slides between the press of soft skin until their hips sit flush. Odd-feeling but pleasant, warm where he's nestled between Angelo's legs, just underneath his balls. The rest of their bodies align surprisingly comfortably even with their differences in height, pulling himself close and drawing a soft sigh from his lips.
Never let him claim not to default to being an affectionate lover, even under casual circumstances.]
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[ he does turn, for him, angelo no stranger to being in such a pose anyway. he arches his back against jeremiah's so he can grind against him as he sits flush against his back, that warmth enticing as angelo pushes against the door and makes his thighs tight around his cock.
a pity he's so much taller. but these circumstances are good enough and the promise of another encounter later on is also enticing. angelo loves the feel of his cock, biting his lower lip as his body feels all too warm beneath him. ]
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You flatter me. [He thinks, anyway, but it's why it comes out with a humorous curl to his voice.] Mmm, afraid I'm just not the same degree of creative. This is good, though.
[Huffing into the softness of Angelo's silvery hair, his hand trails over his hip to slide between his legs, thumb hooking over the other man's cock at the base, fingers dipping between to seek his own. His length doesn't reach far enough to stroke together, of course, so he gathers up some of the slickness and draws back over Angelo's balls, circling his cock and stroking leisurely, light.]
Really good.
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[ angelo pants against his body, his hands keeping him still against his crotch as he tightens his thighs around his cock and strains against his position on the door. he ruts against jeremiah, letting him work him up to his orgasm, slowly building as angelo shudders underneath his hold. ]
And ... I most certainly ... don't mind you practicing on me often.
[ a pretty face deserves a nice reward, after all. ]
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Often, mm? That's quite an offer.
[Jeremiah says it playfully, but the interest is unmistakable. It's been a while since he heard someone else enter, so he's minding his volume and little else. His cock sits comfortably in the grip of his muscles, the press of his groin and thighs so damn hot around him, drawing arousal tight in his core. Answering with a firmer grip, he strokes Angelo harder, feeling down the length of him and swiping over the tip, smearing precum under the pad of his finger.]
I'll think I'll be taking you up on it. [However many times over, seeing how it goes, though Jeremiah can already guess, nosing into the younger man's hair and speeding up his thrusts, his hand. There's no point in playing coy with his actions, too.]
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[ angelo licks his lips, lets himself get lost in the sensation as jeremiah jerks him off, panting against the door, his body arching and rutting against him. it's dedicated effort that he can't ignore, and his body craves contact, some form of release; he's not going to withstand it for long.
a pity he can't kiss him. but angelo comes, not too long after; a sharp gasp against his hand, making a mess down his thighs and against the door as he eagerly grinds and fucks into his hold. ]
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