movie night with Sherral

[runningred]

Jay's room has gotten bigger to include a large tv, a surround sound system and a very comfy looking couch with big cushions; the sort you can happily fit a few people or fall asleep on.

"Make yourself comfortable." Jay lays out the basket of steak pies, steamed veg with cheese and chunky roast root vegetables with bacon. All food that can be easily eaten with one hand. He puts A New Hope on and joins Sherral on the couch.

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[fluffiest_archadian]

"That's a good idea," Sherral says agreeably.

He shrugs off the blanket draped around his shoulders, tilting his head to give Jay better access to his neck as a moan escapes him.

[runningred]

Jay flails a little to find the remote, turning the movie off before tossed the remote away. He kisses his way down to the hollow of Sherral's neck and up to suck softly on the lobe of his ear.

Gods, Sherral gets him hot, but more than that, he feels... He sighs, holding Sherral close as he cups his cheek, bring Sherral into a deep kiss.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral moans, kissing back, his hand sliding to the collar of Jay's shirt and tugging. With one hand and poor balance, he can't really pull it off, so he's left with just indicating that he'd like it elsewhere.

[runningred]

Jay keeps his steady and laughs. "I think you better leave this to me." He leans back just far enough to ditch his shirt, before gently reaches for Sherral's do you want this off too?"

[fluffiest_archadian]

"Aye," Sherral says, glancing down. He makes a small noise in the back of his throat. "This is frustrating. I can't even lift my arm."

[runningred]

"Shh." Jay kisses Sherral softly. "Let me."

He helps Sherral out of his shirt, pooling it around his slinged elbow. With the care and gentleness of someone who knows how much a broken arm can hurt, his slides a hand in under Sherral's arm, supporting it on his own long enough to lift the sling aside and slide the sleeve of Sherral's shirt onto his own arm. Another careful slide and Sherral's shirtless and back in the sling.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral watches, a little apprehensively, holding onto Jay with his free hand to keep himself steady.

"You're good at this," he remarks softly, when Jay's done.

[runningred]

"My mentor once broke his arm in three places. I got a lot of practise helping him undress." He realises what he's said. "Not like this, of course."

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral laughs, pressing a kiss to the corner of Jay's mouth. "I'll be better soon, at least."

[runningred]

Jay smiles and returns the kiss. One hand safely anchored around Sherral's waist, his fingers move gently over Sherral's skin, mapping the shape and extent of his injuries, memorizing where and where not to touch and seeking the places he knows make Sherral moan.

[fluffiest_archadian]

From the looks of it, he has three deep (if healing rapidly) sword wounds across his torso, the last of them edging up his neck a little, along with a mottling of fading bruises. At the very least, the Archadian Army's healers are effective.

A few times Sherral hisses a little, just quietly, at Jay's fingers, but it passes quickly, and Sherral's eager to kiss back, moaning into the kiss softly.

[runningred]

Jay answers each hiss with an apologetic kiss, stroking Sherral's back. "Tell me what you're up for?" Jay whispers softly, "Let me put the pain out of mind?"

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral hadn't really thought further ahead than craving intimacy (just plain craving Jay, even) to blot out the fact that he'd lost men again, that Nabudis was still coming back to haunt him, that a war that might be even worse than the last is coming.

"Fuck me," he murmurs to Jay, his voice a little rough.

[runningred]

Jay kisses him hard again, cupping his jaw and panting hotly at Sherral's request. Getting both of them out of their pants without jostling Sherral's injuries too much is a challenge but he manages it somehow.

He leans Sherral against the deeply padded arm of the couch, kissing the inner curve of his thigh before swallowing him. He will fuck Sherral but he wants to hear him moan first.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral tips his head back, letting out a loud moan, tangling his hand in Jay's hair. He pushes his hips up a little, biting his lip.

[runningred]

Jay pulls off, teasing the tip with his tongue. "Don't hold back. You don't have to be quiet with me." He assure before taking him deep again, curling his tongue and hollowing his cheeks.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral swears loudly, bucking his hips upwards, his moaning rising in volume bit by bit as his hand curls tighter in Jay's hair.

[runningred]

That's more like it! Jay teases Sherral mercilessly, drawing him out then easing back to let him catch his breath. His hands rove over Sherral's body, avoiding his injuries as he cups Sherral's hips to take him deeper.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral gasps, legs trembling a little as he moans and swears.

[runningred]

Jay stroke his shaking thighs and takes Sherral deep in his throat, urging him to cum, to give in.

[fluffiest_archadian]

After a while, Sherral cries out, coming hard into Jay's mouth, before relaxing back against the sofa, breathing hard.

[runningred]

Jay takes his time to lick him clean before moving up to kiss him softly. "Shall we move to the bed?"

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral huffs out a slightly breathless laugh. "Aye, let's."

[runningred]

Jay give Sherral a gentle hand up, supporting him as they head to the bed.

He lays Sherral down gently and lays next to him, pulling him into a slow kiss.

[fluffiest_archadian]

"This is still very frustrating," Sherral mumbles between kisses.