Riding with Alfred

[runningred]

{from here}

Jay glances across to the monitor on the bench. "We have the garage to ourselves."

He turns back to Alfred. "So how... hot did riding get you?"

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[runningred]

Sasha's no slouch and the dance becomes a duel. Or sex on a sprung floor. The dance floor clears pretty quickly, letting them showcase their skills. Sasha pushes him faster and harder, her hands all over him, making the dance an interrogation more than an interview, checking him for weapons as they move.

Jay leans against the bar, icing his cheek and watching with a grin.

[morethanprops]

Moist is never armed and he's not even wearing his own clothes, which means there's nothing to find. The pushing is wonderful, he loves a challenge and is riding the crowd, meeting her with a smirk as he runs his hands over her.

Any small items he finds end up briefly displayed in a flash of his fingers before they disappear. She should be careful when she plays with a very good thief.

[runningred]

Sasha growls softly in his ear as she passes for another twirl, a sound loaded with challenge and lust. It becomes a game as she lifts some of her things back, just as lighty.

The diamond bracelet might end up between her teeth like a rose as the music comes to a crescendo, her eyes shining. She pulls him into a deep and passionate kiss, making sure it ends up between his lips. "Good boy, Areia. You drink for free tonight."

[morethanprops]

He returns the kiss and then bows to her as the bracelet disappears, "I'm honored."

[runningred]

Jay looks over from the bar and nods appreciatively, a smoke coloured and stunningly handsome boy straddling his thigh. Sasha takes Alfred's hand and leads him over to join them.

"You didn't lie, Tinto. Your friend here is very good. I just let you two in on a job tonight."

The smoke coloured boy comes over to Alfred, kissing him deeply, nibbling in his ear. "I hope you fuck as hard as Tinto? Because just wanting you made me hot."

[morethanprops]

The boy is gorgeous and at the kiss, Moist returns it and grins, "I'd say I do, don't I, darling?"

He doesn't know if Jay's using an alias here and darling is a useful word.

[runningred]

"Oh yes." Jay purrs deeply and catches hold of Alfred's hand, pulling him close so the youth is between them. "He really does, Fumaça. After Sasha's done with us, maybe Areia and I can do you together?"

He glances to Alfred, grinning as he presses their bodies together.

[morethanprops]

Moist pulls Jay and the boy close, lightly moving his hands over both of them before squeezing Jay's butt and giving a suggestive wiggle,

"That would be a perfect way to spend the night."

[runningred]

Fumaça whimpers with joy, moving between them with the rhythm of the music. "I like the sound of that. Very much!"

"A perfect way to end the night." Jay agrees, moving with them. "But we have a party to be at and a job to do. You keep that hot ass of yours warm for us, hey?"

Fumaça pouts and kiss each of them in turn. "I want you both back." He slips out from between them and skips off onto the floor.

Jay adjusts him with a sigh. "Oh fuck, that boy's hot. Well done impressing Sasha."

[morethanprops]

As he goes, Moist watches and puts his arm around Jay and resting it on his waist,

"He is. Oh that was fun, I don't normally get to show off like that. Now what's this job you've promised me for?"

[runningred]

"Well, you're gunna love this job then. Lots of showing off. We just got invited to the Spanish Embassy masquerade ball. There's a certain piece of art on display for the party that Sasha would like." He flashes Alfred's an image on his phone of a rather beautiful jewelled knife. "Game?"

[morethanprops]

"Yes, I am," Its not the kind of job he normally does which makes it even more fun.

[runningred]

Sasha comes over to join them, handing Jay a flash-drive. "The security blueprints and your invites. There will be other teams after the item but I'm sure the pair of you can deal with that." There's a challenge in that smile.

[morethanprops]

"Just adds to the fun," He says with a smirk anda bow to Sasha.

[runningred]

Sasha smiles and pats Alfred's cheek. "I like you. You should leave Tinto and come work of me. I'd take very, very good care of you."

{ooc: sleep well and thanks!}

[morethanprops]

"I know you would but I don't work for anyone only with people sometimes,"

He needs his ways out and partners tend to make them hard to find.

[runningred]

Jay growls playfully and pulls Alfred's away from Sasha. "Enough poaching, Sasha. We've got costume to acquire. We'll see you after the party."

[morethanprops]

"Costumes, yes, I love a good costume," As he's pulled away, Moist winks at Sasha.

[runningred]

Sasha shakes her head and lets them go, calling after them. "If you screw this up, Tinto, no pretty boys for you!"

Jay laughs and flips her the bird as they head back to the bike. Once he's get Alfred alone and heading towards his safe house, he asks. "So, what do you think? Sure you're up for an off the cuff heist?"

[morethanprops]

"Oh yes, I do my best thinking with a deadline and someone watching over my shoulder,"

It gets his adrenaline pumping and at the safe house, he kisses Jay pressing him against the wall. No matter how the job goes down, there will be good sex tonight.

[runningred]

"Well, depending on who else is in play tonight, we may have several sets of eyes."

Jay moans into the kiss, still hard from the club. He presses back, clutching Alfred's ass. "You wanna take the edge of that now or wait till after the job?"

[morethanprops]

"I wouldn't want you distracted,"

Moist reaches a hand down to unbuckle Jay's pants and caress him as he kisses. He's not as hard, Sasha was intriguing but he didn't have as much time to be seduced by that lovely boy as Jay did.

[runningred]

"We've got time to be a little distracted." Jay purrs, bucking into Alfred's hand as he returns the favour, stroking him slowly. "Party starts in half hour but we can afford to be fashionably late."

[morethanprops]

"Perfect, a good arrival will work to our advantage,"

There's a sofa nearby and Moist pushes Jay down on it and tugs his pants the rest of the way before shifting to take him in his mouth.

[runningred]

Jay swears softly and rests a hand in Alfred's hair. He lets Alfred set the pace, his head falling back. Oh fuck, Alfred's talented! There's nothing he can do but enjoy.