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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[morethanprops]

Of course he is, he's very good with his tongue and he knows what Jay likes. Now he's simply doing it with his mouth.

[runningred]

"Oh fuck, babe. You're too good. You're gunna have to let me blow you after this." He does take long before he's keening softly, his hips moving slowly with Alfred's rhythm.

[morethanprops]

Moist answer is a lick in a place he know Jay loves before moving faster to get Jay coming.

[runningred]

It doesn't take much to push Jay over the edge and he comes with a long moan. He pulls Alfred up into a kiss, licking the taste of himself off Alfred's lips. "Fuck, you're amazing!"

[morethanprops]

Its a lovely kiss and Moist shifts his body against Jay's as now he's hard and wanting and says in between kisses, "Course I am."

[runningred]

Jay laughs and shifts so he's laying down on the couch with Alfred's knees either side of his head. He pulls Alfred's fly down just far enough to get his mouth around him, encouraging Alfred to take.

[morethanprops]

Moist groans and thrusts into his mouth, his hands in Jay's hair and on his shoulders.

[runningred]

Jay's more than happy to let Alfred ride his face, licking and sucking and choking himself happily. He's just as talented as Alfred but rawer and rougher.

[morethanprops]

That roughness makes him come quick as he was harder than he realized and Jay is good. Soon he cries out, arching against the couch with the odd trousers resting on his thighs.

[runningred]

Jay moans and drinks him down, running his hands over Alfred's hip. He lets Alfred lift off in his own time.

[morethanprops]

He ends up sprawled on the couch beaming at Jay,

"Gods, you're good. So who are we going to me at this masquerade?"

[runningred]

Jay laughs and reaches to hug Alfred warmly, enjoying the afterglow as they plan. "I'll deal with identities. I need to check what Sasha's given us to make sure they match up with the invites."

"There's a costume shop just up the road if you want to go arrange us some outfits. The party's high-class so the more expensive, the better. And we'll need masks."

[morethanprops]

"We need to be interesting but not too much. They should remember the costume and not the people. A matched set, but something easy to move in,"

Its a tricky question as the right outfit can make or break a job.

[runningred]

"I knew you'd be better at this part than me. And perhaps something that can be changed easily in case we need to vanish in the crowd."

[morethanprops]

"Vampires, elegant suits, capes, they'll remember the capes but they can be lost and hats. Come in with sweeping capes just owning the place and then when we leave in just tuxedos, we could almost be waiters."

[runningred]

Jay kisses him, slowly and deeply. "Wait-staff is always a good clean way out." He nudges them both gently up. It's time to get working.

He unlocks his cupboards and finds Alfred a more comfortable outfit to go shopping in. He pulls a spare identity from the case and hands the wallet to Alfred, fat with crisp euros. "See what you can find us. I'll get everything else ready."

[morethanprops]

Moist looks Jay over to get a sense of his size and nods, "Just up the street?"

If its a good place, he won't need to do much and the cash will only help.

[runningred]

Jay nods and draws him a map just to be sure. "They cater to the high class crowd so you should find some nice stuff there. I trust you." He tosses Alfred a set of keys to let himself back in when he's ready. "I'll order us a ride. We'll need something classer than the bike to arrive in."

[morethanprops]

"Oh yes, an entrance will be key and the proper ride does so much,"

He smiles to himself as the key disappear into his pocket. Then he heads towards the costume store, he loves proper disguises.

[runningred]

Jay gets busy with IDs, cloning security passes and setting up earbuds for them both. When Alfred comes back, he has several computers open and printers running.

[morethanprops]

Moist returns with two garment bags and a hat box along with a smirk, "That was a very good shop, they knew their business and didn't ask many questions."

The bags are hung up on whatever he can find and opened to show two elegant tuxedos, that aren't too much, with a tray, they could be for a waiter. Alongside them, two masks, one that's blood red and the other with the shadow of a castle on it and two cloaks, one with a white and the other a red lining. "I think they'll do."

[runningred]

Jay purrs, "They're beautiful. Let's wash up and get going."

Jay strips off and heads for the bathroom, scrubbing down and getting clean to remove as much of his natural scent as possible, welcoming Alfred to do the same. "There are set of really good colognes in the cabinet. Pick two, a stronger and milder one. There are pads for under the strap of your watch that means you can change them out."

He dries his hair as he pads over to the wardrobe, pulling out several drawers of watches and cufflinks. Most of them very expensive. Jay knows how to dress.

[morethanprops]

It doesn't take Moist too long thought he does love showers but soon he comes out and beams at the selection,

"Keep the cufflinks and watches simple, elegant, well chosen but not ostentatious. We're young men with money, taste and pedigree."

He picks a silver set of cufflinks and a watch, the cufflinks have a bezel to them that almost looks like a moon. Then finds an enameled set that are incredibly simple and in that show their worth.

[runningred]

Jay nods and picks a red enamelled set to match the mask. He pulls out a set of strapped pouches designed to sit under their clothes to hold the pieces when they change.

He brushes his hair back, braiding the white streak under to hide it and create a widow's peak.

The tuxedo fits him like a glove, tight in all the right places to show off his broad shoulders and narrow waist. "Think this will work?"

[morethanprops]

Moist nods, loosening his tie slightly and tugging his braid to make it messier,

"Yes, I think it does. You're the one pressing against your leash and I'm your pleasant leash."

The tuxedo suits Moist, highlighting the long lines of his body and the white makes him look paler.