to Berlin with love.

[runningred]

 From here

Jay opens the door into a quiet back alley that could belong to any city - the lingering scent of garbage and the miss-matched colours where graffiti has been washed off or painted over. In the mid-afternoon chill of early spring, he takes Emcee's hand and leads him out into the street, pocketing the key. The sunlight is thin but warm and picks out the green swell of buds in the branches. The tree lined avenue is quiet this time of day. Not lacking in people but without rush, a lazy Saturday afternoon.

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[i_am_your_host]

Emcee puts his cigarette out in an ashtray and settles down on the couch beside him, curling up and tucking his bare feet up, and resting his head on his shoulder. He's definitely more comfortable now than he had been.

There's an Afghan throw on the back of the couch, and he pulls it over to cover them as evening falls and the air grows cooler. But Jay is nice and warm. He might even become drowsy at some point. The lit-up skyline, though, with its old and new shapes, still captures his attention and imagination.

[runningred]

Jay sits, happy to be a human pillow and hot water bottle. He strokes Emcee's arm, rhythmic and gentle.

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee does nod off for a short while, lulled by Jay's touch and his warmth. Plus the sofa is really comfortable and it's been a long day.

When he opens his eyes next the sky is completely dark and the sound of traffic hits his ears, and he picks his head up. Somehow nighttime traffic sounds different than daytime traffic. But it sounds familiar anyway.

"Oh, I fell asleep on you," he murmurs, stretching a little.

[runningred]

"That's okay. I'm good being your pillow." He chuckles, kissing the top of Emcee's head. "And it's not look your drooled on me or anything."

[i_am_your_host]

He snorts a chuckle.

"I never drool! I'm far too pretty to drool. I...secrete moisture. --Actually, no, that sounds worse."

With a yawn and a stretch, he then presses in even closer against Jay's side, sliding an arm around his middle.

"The city is beautiful, though," he sighs.

[runningred]

Jay snorts a laugh. "Nope, give up on that one. There's no good in that sentence."

Jay shifts to accommodation him, enjoying this easy intimacy. "Very beautiful." But it's Emcee he's looking at.

[i_am_your_host]

He giggles brightly at that, pressing his cheek against Jay's shoulder.

And then he feels his eyes on him. Because he can always feel it when eyes are on him.

He shifts his head to look up at Jay. A faint smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. Reaching up to cup his cheek, he gently pulls him in for a kiss.

[runningred]

Jay leans into the kiss, lingering over it slow and lovingly. The kiss of someone who's content to spend a lazy afternoon being a boyfriend pillow.

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee slowly deepens the kiss with tenderness and affection, as his hand slides down Jay's front to rest on his chest. Warm with a beating heart.

After a some time (because making out with Jay is always an indulgent pleasure), he breaks the kiss. With dark eyes glittering in the city lights, he regards him with an impish yet seductive look.

"Do you want to try out the party shower?"

He means the one in the larger, main bathroom of course. The party bathroom.

[runningred]

Jay makes the most of the kiss, brushing a gentle hand over Emcee's shoulder. He massages the back of Emcee's neck, indulgently tactile.

The suggestion makes him chuckle. "I think that's a brilliant idea. Lets do it."

{ooc: sorry darling, my day went particularly pear-shaped.}

[i_am_your_host]

He grins, and deliberately shifts so that he briefly straddles him, before getting to his feet. And he takes his hand and leads him through the lounge and to the bathroom.

It really is a grand setting unto itself, with shiny, clean lines and lots of space, marble tiles and chrome fixtures. The cabinet is stocked with large, fluffy towels and all manner of toiletries. And the tub, which Emcee had only glanced at the first time, is round and has what appears to be built-in seats and little holes all around. He's never seen a hot tub before.

"What kind of bathtub is this?" he asks with casual curiosity as he starts to undress.

[runningred]

Jay grins up at Emcee, cupping his hips for a moment as he's straddled.

He follows, half a step behind to let Emcee lead. It's his place after all. "It's a hot tub. The jets create bubbles and keep the water warm for hours."

[i_am_your_host]

Well, that changes everything.

"Forget the shower, darling, we're trying this out instead."

There's a control panel at the side that Emcee pokes at a few times until the tub turns on and fills with water. The swirling, bubbling action makes him grin with delight, and he dips his hand into the pool to test its temperature.

"Oh, this is just marvelous!" he giggles.

Definitely a party bathroom.

[runningred]

Jay chuckles, enjoying Emcee's delight at all of it. He undresses slowly and pads over to join him, running calloused hands over the bumps of Emcee's spine.

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee turns around at his touch, grinning up at him. He rises up to kiss him on the lips before grasping his hand and stepping into the tub.

"Oh good god, this feels fucking fantastic," he moans as he sinks down into the warm, bubbling water.

Really, he's just waiting for Jay to sit down and get comfortable so he can climb all over him.

[runningred]

Jay makes himself comfortable in a spot perfect for climbing all over and reclines decadently, trying to hide a grin. "Yeah, I can see this working. Few bottle of champagne, few friends..."

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee immediately slides over and straddles him, cutting off his sentence with a lusty kiss. He rubs against him as the jets of bubbles and hot water foam around them, swirling around their thighs, heightening the sensation.

[runningred]

Jay purrs his pleasure at this, his broad hands cupping Emcee's slender hips. "Hello, beautiful." He moans between kisses, massaging the curves of Emcee's ass.

[i_am_your_host]

"Hallo, hotness," he snarls playfully as he runs his hands over Jay's muscled chest and shoulders. Kissing him again, he arches his body against him, grinding slowly in the firm grasp of his hands.

[runningred]

Jay groans, hardening to Emcee's grinds against him. He rubs against Emcee's, spreading hiss thighs a little to give Emcee more room.

He pulls back a little to kiss his way down to molest his neck with slow, wet kisses.

[i_am_your_host]

He gasps and tips his head back, curling his fingers in Jay's hair as he kisses his throat.

They're both getting hard. Emcee keeps rubbing against him, flesh to flesh, until neither of them can take it anymore.

[runningred]

Jay sucks lightly on the hollow of Emcee's throat,

He moves with him till he aches, his strong hands kneading Emcee's ass.

He reaches for a bottle of oil. "Darling?" He asks softly, as always needing to be sure. Even after all this time, Jay's still a stickler for consent.

[i_am_your_host]

And even after all this time, Emcee still thinks it's sweet.

"Yes," he murmurs, raising himself a little with his hands on Jay's shoulders.

[runningred]

Jay slicks his fingers and lifts Emcee just a little higher. Slowly, teasingly he cup Emcee's balls, trailing his thumb the run softly just behind them.

He's in a dreadfully teasing mood and in no hurry. Unless Emcee gives him incentive to hurry.

[i_am_your_host]

He exhales a moan, his back arching like a cat's as his toes curl.

Two can tease. He reaches for the bottle of oil and generously slicks up his hand. Slipping it down between their bodies, he caresses Jay's cock with unhurried strokes.

And he kisses him, just as slow, just touching each other.