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Jay curses softly and warmly as Sherral makes him, clearly loved it as his hands search for the gaps between the leather strips of Sherral's skirt.

Sherral bucks his hips again, shivering as he pushes Jay up against the wall, leaving another trail of marks up the other side of his neck.

Jay groans deeply. Fuck, he loves it when Sherral gets like this. He wraps his leg around Sherral's calf, shifting the leather of Sherral's skirt aside so there's only the silk between them. "Sherral, please? Fuck I want you!"

Sherral groans against Jay's neck, reaching one hand down to push Jay's silks aside. He presses in close, nudging Jay's legs a little wider apart with one of his and positioning himself up against the other man.

Jay opens himself to Sherral's thrust, moaning his name warmly and richly. "Yes! Oh fuck yes. Sherral!"

{ooc: sorry darling, my week got away from me.}

Sherral thrusts deep into Jay, drawing back before pushing back in again, starting slow with him.

(ooc: no problem! :D)

Jay gasps deeply, arching into the thrusts. He moans into Sherral's neck, holding him tight.

Sherral rolls his hips, working slow and hard, then picking up the pace, bit by bit.

Jay groans, clenching in time to Sherral's thrusts. He buries his hands in Sherral's hair, kissing him deep and hard.

Sherral groans deeply into the kiss, bucking his hips faster, pushing deeper.

Jay pushes back as hard as their position will allow, moaning Sherral's name. It's been too damn long and this feel too damn good!

Sherral gasps and groans Jay's name, tightening his grip on the other man, shutting his eyes.

Jay isn't sure how much longer he can hold on. Not that he wants to. He clenches tight around Sherral. Practically howling Sherral's name.

Sherral's not sure how much longer he can hold on either, and he gasps Jay's name against his ear, gripping him tight enough to leave marks.

Jay groans, the feeling of bruises bloom under Sherral's fingers. It's just that wonderful edge of pain that pushes him over, clamping around Sherral as he cums between gritted teeth.

Sherral angles his head and kisses Jay, hungry and rough, just before he comes as well. He breaks the kiss eventually, resting his forehead against Jay's, grip loosening.

"I've missed you a lot," he murmurs eventually.

Jay returns the kiss just as hungrily. He breathes roughly and lowers himself back to the floor, still holding Sherral close. He kisses him again, slowly and deeply, still breathless. "And I've missed you."

Sherral laughs a little breathlessly, turning a few shades pinker, and eases his hands up Jay gently until they're resting against the other man's chest.

He gives Jay a quick kiss, then eases away enough to give Jay a little more room to move.

Jay shakes his head, ceaselessly amazed by the way Sherral can blush at a complement even after fucking Jay senseless against a wall.

He doesn't let Sherral get far, pulling him back in for another kiss once his feet are down. "Shower?"

"Aye, that'd probably be a good idea," Sherral says. "Are we going to be able to get these costumes off, though?"

He runs a hand over Jay's silks, raising an eyebrow.

"Only one way to find out." He reaches for Sherral's skirt, hands seeking the buckle to open Sherral's belt. "That's a good start."

"I suppose 'twould be too cruel of Bar to make us wear these costumes for all that long."

He finds the opening and eases the leather away from Sherral's waist, running his hands over Sherral skin. "Well, that was easy enough. Mind giving me a hand with this?"

Sherral nods, reaching down. It's not too difficult to slip the silks down Jay's hips and to the floor.

"Easy," Sherral murmurs, tracing circles on Jay's hips with his thumbs.

"Well you already know I'm that." Jay laughs warmly, pulling Sherral close to kiss him again.