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Emcee flits his gaze around the room. Ooh, pointy things and punchy-hitting things.

He follows Jay to the bed and immediately intends on pulling his sweaty shirt off.

"I can't decide if I want you now while you're already hot and sweaty, during your shower, or after your shower, but then I'm thinking, why do I have to choose?" he says conversationally.

"You know me." Jay purrs, raising his arms to let Emcee to take his shirt off for him. "You can have me any and every way."

"Mmm, I think I might," he says with a sly grin as he peels the sweat-soaked shirt off his body and over his head.

"Oof, laundry day tomorrow," he teases, tossing the shirt aside. "Now, how do I penetrate the rest of your armor?"

The phasing makes Jay grins and he takes Emcee's hand, guiding it down his chest to his crotch. Widening his stance, he uses Emcee's finger to trigger a release. An armoured belt and box removes to reveal a standard fly.

"Ooooh," he coos with amused fascination. "It's like you're coming apart before my very eyes."

He reaches down to undo Jay's fly with deft fingers.

"Doing this in the wrong order would end with the person touching me on the ground unconscious. You," he presses into Emcee's hand, "have the secret of getting to me."

"Mmm, what a privilege," he purrs with a smile as he strokes him with a sure hand. "Your secret is safe with me, darling. I would never give this away."

"I'm glad." Jay groans, letting Emcee lead him, where he will. "I'd hate to find myself compromised in the field. Or taken advantage of." He grins playfully.

"Not with such a rock hard defense," he murmurs, leaning in to kiss him on the lips.

Teasingly, he lets his hand trail away from his cock, sweeping up his chest.

"But there is something to be said about you when you are laid bare."

"I'm yours to strip to the core." Jay groans, tilting back into the touch. "I trust you under my armour."

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Emcee smiles and hums thoughtfully, as he presses against Jay's chest with his fingertips, urging him to lie back.

"I could turn you inside-out, darling."

Jay sprawls back on the bed, smiling as he pulls Emcee with him. He kisses Emcee slow and deep. "With a touch, gorgeous."

Emcee shucks off his boots and follows, ending up straddling his lap and leaning over him to press his mouth against his. He draws the kiss out, running his palms over Jay's warm, sweat-damp skin.

"A touch, a kiss, a lick, a suck... I know all your secret little buttons," he whispers with a grin into his ear, and he catches one of his nipples in the crook of his fingers, sensuously kneading his pec muscle.

Jay groans, arching his back into the touch and flexing his muscles under Emcee's hands.

"I know a few of yours too." He leans in to nip at the curve of Emcee's throat.

Emcee makes a cat-like noise at the nip. "Two can play at that," he purrs before returning the gesture, teeth grazing the side of Jay's neck in a hickey-inducing kiss.

Jay growls and bucks under Emcee, burying a hand in Emcee's hair and encouraging him to bite harder.

Jay suddenly bucking beneath him sends a thrill of arousal up his spine. Emcee draws in a sharp breath, and he smiles.

"Oh, I think we're going to get a little wild tonight, hmm?" he murmurs heatedly, before giving him a harder, more thorough kiss to his throat using tongue and teeth.

Jay's growl deepens. "Keep doing that and things are going to get damn wild." He hisses, reaching between them to stroke Emcee through his clothes. "I need you naked."

Emcee pulls his mouth away, leaving a wet, pink welt on Jay's skin.

"If they must," he teases with a purring moan.

He leans back on his knees to strip off his tank top, and after quickly unbuttoning his fly, he pushes his trousers down and pulls them off. He's halfway hard.

"How do you like me like this, darling?" he croons as he straddles him again, but higher up his torso so that his cock rests on his chest.

Jay watches him strip, licking his lips. He looks down at Emcee's half hard cock. "I'd like you much better on my face."

"I was hoping you'd say that."

Emcee grins and shifts upward some more, putting his knees on either side of Jay's broad shoulders. He reaches down to run a hand through Jay's hair, while the other guides the head of his cock toward his lips.

Jay reaches out, licking a strip up the underside of Emcee's cock. In a posture of surrender, he crossed his wrists against the bedhead as he tightens his lips around Emcee's tip.

Emcee's eyelids flutter and he groans, making a fist in Jay's hair. Looking down at him-- and it's a nice view-- he slowly pushes his cock further into his mouth, watching it disappear past his lips.

Jay does his best to keep the submissive posture... but he wants more and harder. He reaches down and cups Emcee's ass, pulling him closer, taking him deeper.

Emcee exhales a half-moan, half-laugh. With both hands in Jay's hair, holding his head steady, he begins to move his hips. In and out, in and out.

"Fuck, darling, you are so hot like this," he hisses.