runningred | (no subject)

Jay's room is neater than usual, things still packed away. He draws Emcee into another slow kiss, pulling gently at his buttons.

For all the heat he feels right now, he wants to take this slow. He wants to show Emcee just how much he missed him.

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From:

runningred

Jay returns the favour, groaning just as roughly as Emcee pulls his hair. He keeps kisses his way over Emcee's chest, returning to caress his nipples again.

He moves strong hands over Emcee's skin, loving the feel of the finely muscled dancer's physic.

He eases back without breaking contact, hand reaching for the lube he knows is in the top drawer of his dresser.

From:

i_am_your_host

His touch is electric, sending shivers up and down his body as he arches reactively against his hands.

Like Eric and David, Jay could easily bruise and hurt him with those hands, but he doesn't. Not without his say so.

From:

runningred

Jay laps playfully at the red mark on Emcee's neck, fingering him slowly. He loves the smoothness of Emcee's skin, the way his heel digs into the meat of Jay's thigh as he flexes with each slow stroke. He knows Emcee can take it rough but he doesn't want that. Not tonight.

He whispers a soft word in an all but lost African dialect and looks deep into Emcee's eyes before kissing him.

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i_am_your_host

Emcee sighs heavily against his ear, one hand clutching the back of his neck, the other stroking the arm that reaches down between their bodies.

He meets his gaze from under hooded eyelids. The whispered word falls on his skin. And he melts under his kiss with a soft whimper, letting him have his way.

From:

runningred

"Beautiful." He whispers between kisses, slicking himself before pulling their bodies together.

As always, he holds Emcee's eye a moment, waiting for a show of permission before entering Emcee with a long, slow slide.

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i_am_your_host

His skin flushes hot. There is nothing but desire in his eyes as he anticipates Jay's next move. And when he finally enters him, he exhales a sighing groan, arching his neck and tossing his head back into the pillow. He tilts his hips up, taking Jay in deeper, desperate to be filled by him.

From:

runningred

Jay kisses that arched neck, wrapping an arm around Emcee's waist to lift him into his slow, deep thrusts.

He brushes Emcee's hair back with a tender hand, holding his eye as he pulls him close.

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i_am_your_host

It's a dance again, slow and intimate. He slides his arms around Jay's neck, fingertips pressing into the muscles of his shoulders with each thrust. He doesn't thrust back, not yet. For now he just enjoys being fucked.

But Emcee is hard, and the friction on his cock trapped between their bodies eventually spurs him on to grind against him in counterpoint to his thrusts. His movements are still unhurried, following Jay's slow and sensual pace.

From:

runningred

Jay keeps up a gentle pace, trading soft kisses and whispered words. Just like the dance, he leads gladly, making sure his partner feels safe in his arms.

From:

i_am_your_host

He nuzzles the side of his neck with open-mouthed kisses, sighing against his skin, murmuring his name. Jay's warmth, his solidness inside him, the movement of his hips between his thighs-- it all overwhelms him, and he clings tighter to him, wanting him even deeper.

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runningred

Jay pulls them upright, Emcee straddling his lap to take him deeper. Strong arms keep Emcee safe and supported, his thighs moving them into a steady rhythm. He purrs softly into Emcee's neck, sucking softly on the lope of his ear.

From:

i_am_your_host

When Jay lifts him upright, he sinks down onto his lap with a breathy groan. With his arms around him, it leaves his hands free to touch him, fingers roaming over his shoulders, chest, stomach, muscles in motion with every thrust. He turns his head toward him, purring warmly against his ear.

From:

runningred

Jay growls softly, nuzzling and touching Emcee in return. Gods, the heat of Emcee, the closeness of his body makes Jay ache to fuck him harder and deeper but he wants to draw this out, make it last for as long as he can. "Emcee, beautiful Emcee!"

He cups Emcee's ass, lifting him into each thrust, as much to keep himself for thrusting too fast.

From:

i_am_your_host

As far as Emcee is concerned, Jay can do whatever he likes with him. It doesn't matter how hard, how fast, or how long, only that they keep fucking.

He gasps when Jay grabs his ass, finding the manhandling arousing. Groaning through clenched teeth, he leans bodily against him and holds on, fingers curled around his biceps.

From:

runningred

Jay pants into his neck, his skin slick with a fine sheen of sweat. He moves Emcee up and down his cock, fighting to keep the feeling of Emcee's weight and closeness from overwhelming him. His fingers dig softly into the meat of Emcee's rear, working them both harder and higher.

From:

i_am_your_host

He tips his face against his shoulder, moaning and sighing as he clings to him, letting himself be fucked completely and thoroughly. He licks and scrapes his teeth over his skin, tasting sweat. His hands roam over his arms before pressing flat against his hard chest, catching his nipples in the crooks of his fingers.

Bracing himself slighly on his knees, he clenches around Jay's cock each time he's lifted up.

From:

runningred

Jay moans and fucks him harder, his rhythm faltering. Fuck, oh fuck Emcee's amazing. He slides and hand between their bodies, wrapping a firm hand around Emcee's cock. "Wanna... see you cum."

From:

i_am_your_host

Panting breathlessly, and holding onto Jay's shoulders, he leans his upper body backwards a little so that they both can see Jay's hand gripping his cock.

He then starts riding him in earnest, rising and sinking on his knees, fucking his hand, and being fucked.

From:

runningred

Jay groans, fighting to hold on just a little longer. He grits his teeth, stroking Emcee faster. "Oh gods! Beautiful man, so beautiful." He holds Emcee tight hand fucks him just as hard. Neither of them is going to last long.

From:

i_am_your_host

The sounds of their rising voices and sweat-damp skin hitting sweat-damp skin fill the room. Emcee's short, sharp grunts grow louder and louder with each of Jay's thrusts. His fingers dig hard into Jay's shoulders as his thighs begin to burn with exertion and his cock aches with the need for release. Jay drives him closer and closer to the edge, so close he can taste it, so close that he's going to bring Jay with him--

He suddenly throws his head back with a cry as his whole body goes rigid. He comes all over Jay's hand and clenches impossibly tight around him at the same time.

From:

runningred

There's not way Jay could hold on through that. Not with the taste of Emcee's sweat on his lips, the heat of cum on his skin and the unbearable clench of Emcee's perfect body. He groans Emcee's name, falling over the edge with him.

He pants into Emcee's neck, holding him close. "Oh gods, Emcee!"

From:

i_am_your_host

It's a good thing that Jay can still hold him close because he would just about slump backwards off his lap if he didn't.

Through the haze he utters a breathless, trimphant laugh, feeling as if he'd just endured something great and wonderful. He slides his arms around Jay's neck, pressing his face against it, exhausted.

From:

runningred

Jay laughs warmly and lays them both down, still inside Emcee as they fall back against the pillow. He takes his time, stroking Emcee's hair and sharing soft kisses as they both come down.

From:

i_am_your_host

He smiles languidly up at him, purring and stretching, still feeling Jay inside him and wanting to keep him there.

"You were fantastic, darling," he murmurs between kisses. "I'm glad the haircut didn't affect your prowess or else I would've had to nickname you Samson."

From:

runningred

"I can still bring the pillars down, darling. I promise you that." Jay laughs softly, tucking an arm around Emcee and playing with the drops of sweat as they inch over Emcee's beautiful form.

From:

i_am_your_host

"Mmm, you can indeed," he says with a purring chuckle, before sipping a kiss from his lips. He then sighs deeply, content and satiated, as he curls his toes into the sheets as the last waves of pleasure course through him.

From:

runningred

Jay moans softly, sharing the little aftershock of joy. He rubs his thumb softly over Emcee's jaw, nuzzling his neck and the mark he left there. "Your company is rather inspiring of feats of strength."

From:

i_am_your_host

He closes his eyes and smiles at his touch and his breath on his damp skin.

"Or perhaps you just like to show off," he teases, running his hands down his well-muscled back.

From:

runningred

"Maybe a little." Jay smiles, pressing a kiss to the top of Emcee's head.

With infinite care, he removes himself from Emcee before they both become too sticky and uncomfortable but he makes no move to get up. He doesn't want to let go of Emcee any time soon.

From:

i_am_your_host

He smirks.

And he would wrap his legs around Jay's waist again, but no, too tired.

And he's not going anywhere, as evidenced by his refusal to break free from Jay's arms.

From:

runningred

And Jay would pick him up and fuck him into the wall just to prove the point but that's going to have to wait. 20 minutes at least. And this is far too nice.

Although the chill air is starting to seep in so Jay pulls a blanket up around them both to keep in the warmth. Falling asleep like this feels like it could be a very good thing to do.

From:

i_am_your_host

A very good thing indeed. Jay will hear no protestations from Emcee.

He sighs again, the warmth of his breath filling what little space there is between them.

"You know, darling," he murmurs drowsily, "if at any point during the night you wake up with an overwhelming urge to fuck me again, just let me know."

Edited Date: 2015-01-28 07:55 am (UTC)

From:

runningred

Jay chuckles and noses Emcee's hair. "Gladly, my dear. As long as you're happy to wake me if the same urge overwhelms you." Jay's just as happy to go either way.

From:

i_am_your_host

He briefly opens his eyes just to peck him on the chin.

"You're fun."

With that, he shuts his eyes again and presses close against him.

Jay knows that Emcee isn't really a cuddler. In fact he usually prefers to leave after a few rounds of sex.

But this is different. This is what he wants tonight.

From:

runningred

And Jay is very happy about it indeed. He strokes Emcee's hair till he falls asleep, holding him close.

He closes his own eyes, letting sleep drift over him and enjoying the idea of one or either of them waking each other up for more.