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Jay lead Alfred upstairs. His room is nothing special; a rather large bed, a workshop style bench covered in sketched designs and half finished gadgets. There's a laptop and a detached robotic hand in here somewhere. The wardrobe is locked but locks are hidden, except to someone who might be looking.

"Drink?" Jay offers, nodding to the fridge and wet-bar in one corner.

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Jay gently helps Alfred out of his shirt, rejoicing in the expanse of Alfred's skin to kiss and explore. He kisses a path down to Alfred's nipples, teasing the hardened tips with his tongue.

He pants as Alfred's touch brings him close and closer to the edge. "I... you've got me very close." He whispers, feeling that he should give fair warning.

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"That was the idea,"

His stroking gets faster as he tries to push Jay over that edge.

[runningred]

It doesn't take much. Jay buries his face in Alfred's neck, moaning the man's name (Or at least the name he was given) as he gives himself over to Alfred's skilled touch.

He clings to Alfred, breathing roughly against his shoulder, leaning back to draw him into a slow kiss.

[morethanprops]

He returns the kiss, using his height to almost lean against the wall as he moves his hand to Jay's back.

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"Tell me what I can give you in return?" Jay whispers, nuzzling Alfred's shoulder.

[morethanprops]

"Gods, everything,"

He trusts Jay to know what he's doing and wriggles happily against him.

[runningred]

Jay can't help but smile. "We may need all night for everything. Perhaps I should start here?" He slides very gracefully to his knees, resting a hand on Alfred's fly. Again, waiting for consent.

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"I think we have and a very good place,"

The desk is odd but he doesn't want to move yet and thrusts towards Jay.

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Jay smiles and opens Alfred's fly with care. He takes his time, stroking and touching, getting a feel for the shape and heft of Alfred's cock before kissing the tip, taking him slowly into his mouth. Jay is very good at this and takes his time, enjoying making Alfred moan.

[morethanprops]

Moist groans, writhing with pleasure and gripping the desk and Jay's hair, its always a pleasure to find someone so skilled.

[runningred]

Jay wraps his hands around Alfred's hips, groping his ass and encouraging him to move, to take, to enjoy. Jay enjoys it even more when his partner gives in to desire.

[morethanprops]

With some adjusting, he's able to get a hand in Jay's hair as he shifts forward saying,

"Gods, that."

[runningred]

Jay grins around Alfred's cock, hollowing his cheeks to take Alfred deeper into his throat. The hand in his hair makes him groan, vibrating around him as he reaches down to cup himself. The joy of being young and virile means it doesn't take long before he's ready to go again.

[morethanprops]

With how good Jay is, it doesn't take long for Moist to come, thrusting into Jay. He uses his long legs to try and tug Jay near to him.

[runningred]

Jay swallows and swallows again, taking Alfred as deep in as he can as Alfred gives in to his pleasure. He licks Alfred clean and looks up at him with a smile, offering him a strong hand to steady himself.

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He's leaning against the desk and grins lazily at Jay, nudging him with his ankle,

"Come here and help me get you to bed."

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Jay laughs and stands gracefully, wrapping an arm around Alfred's waist. Jay supports him with ease, guiding him to the bed. He's a huggy soul and stops to brush his fingers over Alfred's cheek, kissing him slowly.

[morethanprops]

Its rather nice and Moist returns the kiss, using his long stride to reach the bed and fall slowly, tugging Jay on top of him.

[runningred]

Jay laughs softly and catches his weight on his hands. He presses against Alfred gently, rolling against him as he kisses his way down Alfred's shoulders and chest.

[morethanprops]

And Moist gets his hands on Jay's butt to grind into him and stroke his inner thigh.

[runningred]

Jay moans and returns the grind, kissing and stroking. He reaches to pull his own shirt off, finally naked and comfortable in his own scarred skin. He leans up to look Alfred in the eye. "Let me make love to you?"

[morethanprops]

The scars are interesting, Moist has a few, nips and bites from the dogs that he helped his grandfather train.

Jay's phrasing gets an eyebrow, "Love, don't need to worry about that, but otherwise, I like your ideas."

Urquhart talked of love and made it into a cage, Moist wants fun and sex.

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Jay smiles, if a tiny bit sadly. He hates seeing other people who have been as burnt by love too. He runs his hands over Alfred's ass, squeezing his cheeks before teasing his fingers up the crease of his thighs and crack. "I mean this..." He presses a finger softly against his hole.

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He groans and shifts against his finger, "Gods, yes."

[runningred]

Jay manages to multitasking well enough to kiss Alfred deeply, massage the tight ring of muscle and reach for the lube at the same time. He's amazingly gentle as he stretches Alfred, easing him into readiness.