Post training cool-down

[runningred]

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Jay leads Sherral up to his room, tossing him a bottle of water from the bar fridge. "Shower?"

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[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral takes a gulp of the water. "Aye, shower."

He takes a few more gulps - after that sparring, he's thirsty - and immediately heads towards the bathroom.

[runningred]

Jay grabs them towels, taking sips from his own bottle. His bathroom is... honestly just a hedonist's dream - huge and decadent with god-like water pressure. He strips off, luxuriating under the spray and watching Sherral.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral strips down, folding his clothes neatly in a corner of the bathroom before joining Jay under the spray, settling his hands lightly on the other man's hips.

[runningred]

The shower's well and truly big enough for two but he likes that Sherral is close. He likes everything about the way Sherral is with him, the nearness, the comfort. Even the bruises they've left all over each other.

He pulls Sherral into another slow kiss, cupping his shoulders warmly.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral eases in a little more, until their bodies are pressed together, and slides his fingers up, running them over the bruises he left on Jay.

[runningred]

Jay would be lying if he didn't admit to being just a masochist and loving the feeling of Sherral's touch on his bruised flesh. He moans softly into Sherral's neck, kissing his way across his shoulder.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral turns his head, pressing a quick kiss to Jay's head. "You need me to heal you?"

[runningred]

"Don't you dare." Jay purrs, soapy hands moving over Sherral's skin. "I earned those bruises fair and square."

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral laughs. "As you say."

[runningred]

Jay kisses him deeply, soaping them both. He loves the slick feeling of skin on skin under the hot water.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral kisses back, drifting his hands lightly over Jay's body.

[runningred]

"So?" Jay whispers, kissing Sherral's ear. "Have you chosen a forfeit yet?"

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral laughs, turning his head to kiss Jay.

"It's difficult. No shortage of things I want to do to you."

[runningred]

"Then tell me the deepest, darkest, dirtiest thing you want to do to me?"

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral turns a little pink, ducking his head and chuckling.

"Maybe I just want to take my time makin' you beg," he murmurs, hand drifting down Jay's stomach, "bring you to the point where you can't take anymore and keep you just on the edge."

[runningred]

Jay groans softly, leaning into the touch. "Oh baby. You tempt me to ask you to tie me up."

[fluffiest_archadian]

"Aye?" Sherral asks with a grin, kissing Jay's shoulder, hand sliding down between his legs. "I'd like that."

[runningred]

Jay pushes into Sherral's touch, moaning softly. "Sherral, darling. Tie me to the bed and have your way with me."

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral laughs and backs out of the shoulder, taking Jay's hand to pull him along.

[runningred]

Jay flicks off the shower and follows, letting Sherral lead him where he wants him. "There's ropes and cuffs in the bottom drawer of the dresser."

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral turns a shade pink at that, because while it doesn't surprise him one bit that Jay has equipment for this situation, this is rather the first time he's ever done aught like this.

Wryly: "You're prepared, I see." He gives Jay a quick kiss, pushing him towards the bed.

[runningred]

That and considerably more. There are things in that drawer Jay would be glad to explain, or demonstrate. But maybe another day. "You know me and my toys" He grins, letting himself be pushed back.

He kneels on the edge of the bed, tucking his hands behind in a gesture of playful submission. "Where do you want me?" He doesn't trust many people to bind him like this but Sherral he trusts.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral laughs, opening the drawer and producing two cuffs. Two of the more comfortable looking ones. He trusts that Jay wouldn't mind a little roughness, but - well, this is the first time he's cuffed someone in a scenario like this.

With a smile, he eases Jay onto his back, taking one wrist and cuffing it to the headboard, then the other.

[runningred]

Jay lays back tamely, breathing a soft sigh as the cuff click closed. There something in that; the moment of surrender when you give yourself over to another. His cock twitches against his thigh, harden just at the thought of being helpless and exposed like this with Sherral.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral smiles a little, leaning down to kiss Jay gently, settling so that he's straddling the other man for the moment.