OOM - distraction Sherral

[runningred]

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After a long shower and some serious sleep, Jay finds his way to room f(x,y). "I come bearing beer." Jay calls, knocking on Sherral's door. Barefoot and relaxed, he looks a hell of a lot better than he did last time Sherral saw him.

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[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral chokes a little on his beer.

Then: "Er, aye. Well, magicite is, I suppose."

[runningred]

"I've never seen anything like it. It's stunning. You have a real talent!" Jay leans a little closer to feel the chill off the blade. "I know almost nothing about magic but even I can feel the power in this."

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral smiles shyly. "Aye, well, half the work was done for me already - it's very good quality magicite."

[runningred]

"And modest too." Jay chuckles, leaning over Sherral to put his beer down. "What are skill are you hiding?"

[fluffiest_archadian]

"Nothing of note, I assure you," Sherral says, wrapping up the sword again and setting it down.

He gulps down a little more of his beer, then sets it down.

[runningred]

"That I don't believe for a second. You are definitely note-worthy." Jay gives into temptation, reaching out to cup Sherral cheek, pulling him into a gentle kiss, giving him plenty of time to pull away if he wants to.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral has enough warning that he doesn't freeze up, and instead kisses back a little tentatively, one hand settling lightly on Jay's shoulder.

[runningred]

Jay lets out a soft sound, something akin to a purr as he rests his hand on Sherral's hip. He smiles as he breaks the kiss. "I'm glad. I was kinda worried you'd push me away." He kisses Sherral again, still slow and gentle.

[fluffiest_archadian]

"You'd have coped, I'm sure," Sherral murmurs with a small smile.

When Jay kisses him again, he makes a small noise, the hand on Jay's shoulder sliding up into his hair slowly.

[runningred]

"Yeah, but I would have been really disappointed." Jay grins.

Jay moans softly as Sherral's hand moves into his hair. He wraps his arms around Sherral's waist, holding him close. He parts his lips, letting Sherral deepen the kiss if he wants to.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral takes him up on that silent offer, deepening the kiss, his free hand settling on the small of Jay's back.

[runningred]

Jay returns the favour, kisses Sherral passionate but still gently. Some part of him is still worried he's going to push it too far. "You really are gorgeous." He runs his hands over Sherral's back, not quite down to the curve of his ass but close.

[fluffiest_archadian]

"Flattery'll get you everywhere," Sherral murmurs wryly, playing with Jay's shirt. "You're rather good-looking yourself."

[runningred]

Jay chuckles and starts kissing his way down Sherral's neck, tugging lightly on his shirt to give him access to the curve of the young man's collarbone.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral moans a little, tangling his fingers a little tighter in Jay's hair.

[runningred]

Oh fuck, yes. Jay really does love having his hair played with. He moan, fighting the urge to grind against Sherral. "Let me take this off?" He asks, pulling at Sherral's shirt.

[fluffiest_archadian]

"Aye, you're welcome to," Sherral says, easing back slightly to give Jay the room to do so.

He may be tugging at Jay's shirt a little, moving to slide it upwards. He figures if Jay's asking about Sherral's shirt, he's up for losing his own.

[runningred]

Jay nods and helps Sherral out of his shirt, shrugging off his own. The stab wounds are healing well enough but even so, he needs a little help to get his shirt off over his head.

Once he's free of it, he leans back in to kiss his way along Sherral's shoulder, tracing the curve of his collarbone back to his neck.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Even with the - considerable distraction of Jay's lips on his shoulder, Sherral still cants his head to peer at the stab wounds. After a moment, he decides that he's satisfied with how they're healing.

After a few moments, he uses the hand in Jay's hair to ease his head back slightly, and leans in to return the favour, laying long and lingering kisses along his jawline and down his neck.

[runningred]

Jay makes no effort to stifle a moan, running one hand lower to pull Sherral close to him, his desire unmistakable. There are plenty of scars over Jay's skin, some of the more resent ones still raised and sensitive, making him shiver as Sherral kisses over them.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral bucks his hips just a little as Jay pulls him close, and chuckles against the skin of his neck.

"You make some fine noises," he notes solemnly, and trails back to what had seemed to be a particularly sensitive spot on Jay's neck to start leaving a hickey.

[runningred]

"Never did believe in being quiet about enjoy it." Jay manages to gasp as he buries a hand in Sherral's hair, encouraging him to bite harder. "And to think, you were the one blushing..." He pulls away when Sherral releases his neck, kissing him fiercely.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral kisses back with equal fierceness, the hand on Jay's back edging down slowly.

[runningred]

Oh god, yes. Jay has no qualms about following suit now, cupping Sherral's ass and pressing against him. He manages to come up for air; panting, flushed and grinning. "I want to see you naked. So bad!"

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral's panting too when the kiss ends, grinning widely at Jay.

- Yeah, going slow and gentle is great, but it can wait for another time. Right now Sherral is backing Jay up against the desk, scattering maps, shoving the other man's trousers down.