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[runningred]

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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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[runningred]

Jay takes him slowly, gently. He moans as he seats himself deeply, holding Alfred close. He moves smoothly, setting a steady place to build their pleasure slowly.

[morethanprops]

He moans, clutching at Jay's back and kissing what skin of Jay's he can reach.

[runningred]

Jay's gentle in his love making, returning the kisses warmly as he builds and builds, sliding a hand between them to stroke Alfred, wanting to bring him as much pleasure as he can.

[morethanprops]

The gentleness is nice and Moist finds himself building slowly as he gets a hand into Jay's hair, kissing and tugging.

[runningred]

"Oh god, yes." Jay moans, feeling his own pleasure build. It feels so good to just... enjoy this. His rhythm deepens, quickening.

[morethanprops]

Moist groans and moves faster along with Jay feeling himself getting close.

[runningred]

Jay strokes him faster, wanting them to fall together but it's not long before he's moaning roughly as his rhythm falters. He groans deeply as he gives in to it, coming hard.

[morethanprops]

Not long after, he cries out too, tugging Jay close to him as he comes long and loud.

[runningred]

Jay sighs, holding Alfred close and kissing him closely. He strokes Alfred's back, whispering sweet nothings as they both come down slowly. "God, you're so beautiful."

[morethanprops]

Moist laughs with a sigh, "Mm, I try to be ordinary but thank you."

[runningred]

"Not like this. You couldn't be ordinary if you tried." He runs a gentle finger over the curve of Alfred's cheek, flushed with passion.

[morethanprops]

"Watch me at work sometime,"

He kisses Jay getting comfortable in the bed.

[runningred]

"Love to." Jay smiles, making himself comfortable as well. He's kinda huggy after sex and his hand lingers on Alfred's arm, tracing soft pattens over his skin.

[morethanprops]

Moist doesn't want to move anywhere as this is relaxing,

"Good, we'll have fun and go searching for opportunities."

[runningred]

Good, because Jay is very comfortable. "Sounds like a plan. Although I suspect we are in slightly different professions. I don't have the confidence man's gifts." Taking a guess that it's Alfred's trade but not judging at all.

"Besides," He smiles and tugs at his white streaked forelock. "This makes me too conspicuous.

[morethanprops]

"There are ways to disguise that or use it. What would you say that you do?"

Moist reaches up to stroke Jay's hair and though he pauses when Jay figures out what he does, there's barely a reaction. He had a feeling that Jay would understand.

[runningred]

"It won't dye out. I've tried. It's something I'm stuck with." Jay huffs a little but half closes his eyes as Alfred touches his hair. He's such a cat for having his hair played with. "And it always grows back."

"Like I said, I'm a freelancer." Jay shrugs, "For the last few years I've worked as a trouble shooter for a very large, very dangerous organisation. Making sure things happen the way they planned them." He can't quite bring himself to use the words assassin or contract killer because it wasn't always the solution he used, unless he couldn't avoid it. "But they fired me so I'm on my own. Mostly now I design and build gear and equipment - scavenging any tech I can learn the basics of."

[morethanprops]

"Its interesting, makes you distinctive. Freelancing, as long as you don't get any blood into my jobs, we'll work out fine. Violence and my work get messy if mixed together,"

Jay's reaction is lovely so Moist keeps stroking his hair.

[runningred]

"It's a bloody nuisance." Jay growls but it comes out more like a purr.

He takes a long moment to answer. "I've seen enough violence in my time." And the history of scars on his body can attest. "I'm not keen for more."

[morethanprops]

"But a pretty one. Me too,"

He keeps petting and leans down to kiss Jay.

[runningred]

Jay wraps an arm around Alfred and pulls him closer, returning the kiss softly and sweetly. "This I like, far better."

[morethanprops]

"Yes, me too," He yawns as he rests against Jay.

[runningred]

Jay smiles and presses a kiss to Alfred's hair. "Stay the night?" There's a note of pleading. Just a slight one.

[morethanprops]

"I wasn't planning on moving until coffee was involved,"

As he's comfortable and has no desire to go anywhere.

[runningred]

Jay laughs softly and pulls the blankets up around them, settling in comfortingly. There's something so... warming about this. Sex is great but for all his casual fumbles here in Milliways, he's never found anyone willing to stay - to share the warmth and trust of a night's stay. It takes a considerable edge off the loneliness to hold someone in his arms and keep the nightmares at bay all night.