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 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.

[runningred]

Jay groans, arching up against him and pulling at the cuffs. The clink of them, the shortness of his moving room makes him groan again, loving this. He tries to deepen the kiss, rubbing his ankle against Sherral's.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral groans back, happily deepening the kiss, settling his hands on Jay's arms.

[runningred]

Even with his hands cuffed, Jay has plenty of movement, pressing his body against Sherral's in long, sinuous grinds.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral groans, breaking the kiss and dipping his head to bite Jay's neck, long and at a point he knows is sensitive.