Cooling down and heating up with Alfred

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Jay lets them into his room and sits the bowl of ice down, pulling Alfred into a slow, sweet kiss. His hands drift down Alfred's back, leisurely untucking his shirt.

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[morethanprops]

Moist helps him with the shirt as he relaxes into the kiss.

[runningred]

Jay pushes Alfred's shirt open and reaches for the ice. With a warm smile, he teases it over the curve of Alfred's neck and across his collarbone, following the trail of it with his tongue.

[morethanprops]

That's intense and Moist searches for something to lean against as he feels his knees go weak.

[runningred]

Jay backs Alfred towards the bed, picking up the bucket of ice and bringing it with him. "Lay down." He prompts gentle, pushing Alfred's shirt back off his shoulders.

[morethanprops]

"Gods, you're good,"

He kicks off his shoes as he lays down, leaning up to kiss Jay.

[runningred]

Jay chuckles into the kiss before repeating the treatment to the other side of Alfred's neck, taking special care to suck a light mark at the hollow of Alfred's throat.

[morethanprops]

Moist rests his hands on Jay's hips so he can hold him as he smiles,

"Mm, need the right job for you. Leave everyone wanting and with money in our pockets."

[runningred]

Jay hums his agreement and encouragement as he works his way lower. He turns the ice in circles, never quite touch Alfred's nipple before following with the warm flat of his tongue.

[morethanprops]

His words become moans at Jay's skilled touch and Moist arches into him.

[runningred]

Jay leans over to tease the other side, chilling the peek of Alfred's nipple to almost unbearably cold before wrapping his hot lips around it. He rests a hand on Alfred's hip, holding him down as he teases merciless.

[morethanprops]

Moist curses fluidly in a few different languages at the prolonged cold as he tries to move against Jay's hold. This is deliciously intense.

[runningred]

Jay nips sweetly before attacking the other nipple again, kissing Alfred thoroughly as he lets the ice melt.

The drips send chilled riverlet down the centre of Alfred's chest. Jay chases the trail, licking up up before blowing cool air over Alfred's nipple. All the while keeping his strong, one handed grip on Alfred's hips.

[morethanprops]

He wiggles and groans at all the sensations saying,

"You're unfair and wonderful, gods."

[runningred]

"And you love it." Jay growls playfully, working his way down to draw patterns over Alfred's chest and stomach. He rests a piece of ice in Alfred's navel, sucking a red mark on Alfred's side as he reaches to loosen Alfred's trousers, easing them down.

[morethanprops]

"Yes, don't you stop,"

He shivers with desire, moving his hips up into Jay's hands.

[runningred]

"Oh, I don't plan to stop! Not until you're begging!" He plucks another ice-cube from the bowl and smoothes it over the tilt of Alfred's hip.

He strips Alfred of the rest of his clothes and straddles his ankles. With a dangerous grin, he pops the ice-cube in his mouth, lowering his head to blow cool air over the head of Alfred's cock.

[morethanprops]

"Don't beg easily,"

Though that cold there might get him considering it and he groans.

[runningred]

Jay turns the ice-cube over in his mouth, smoothing off the hard edges with a grin. "But you know it'll be with it."

He presses a kiss to the head of Alfred's cock- at first with the heat of his lips, then letting the ice-cube slip forward to brush against the velvet heat of him before returning to lap at him with hot, broad sweeps of his tongue.

[morethanprops]

"Depends,"

His smooth voice falters at the cold and hot as he arches up into Jay's mouth.

[runningred]

Jay laughs and swallows the diminishing slither of ice. "On what exactly?"

But he doesn't wait for an answer. Instead he grabs another piece of ice and curls his tongue around it, grinning before taking Alfred to the root. His talented tongue keeps the ice moving, never pressing too long in one spot as he sucks and teases.

[morethanprops]

"What do I get?"

It comes out as more of a growl as he clutches at Jay.

[runningred]

Jay teases him till the ice is melted, leaning back to lap at the head of his cock.

He leans up to grin at Alfred, "That depends," He toys with another piece of ice, teasing it over the crease of his balls, "On what you want."

[morethanprops]

"More," That's easy, he always wants more and this feels so good.

[runningred]

"Beg." Jay urges, taking Alfred deep into his mouth as he rubs circles with the ice behind Alfred's balls, fondling him warmly.

[morethanprops]

He mutters in Uberwaldian as he clenches and arches into Jay,

"Please, gods, please, don't stop."