nah I can take it. You clearly have a type. Ain't exactly a good type but its a type. ...Toby, I can read. You know that, right? Like I could totally read the book. I'm just not sure how 'figuring Dorian out' is gonna help me out.
You're both sweet and charming. You both know what to say and do when it suits you. He's posh and can't lift, and you're quite rugged and strong. Drew. That was an old-fashioned way of flirting with you. Back in the day, someone might read to their spouse or lover. Even if they both could read. Because it was a way of getting closer. Oh, never mind. I don't suppose figuring him out is all that important. I know him, and I worry he still will try to get back at you.
Great. So you've got a hell of a lotta reasons why your boyfriend AND your murderer are great people. Don't think that's the kinda thinking yshould be entertaining Toby. Maybe flirting ain't what we need to be doing. Or figuring Dorian out. Maybe we need to figure out what we should actually be doing.
[After they're all done working, Moses has had enough of the sexual frustration that riddles his body and mind. He has to take a deep breath before he can even go for this. He hasn't had sex with a guy and he hasn't had sex in a while, but he's still aware of his needs. And he knows he needs to do something or he's going to go crazy.
So he growls and grips onto Andrew's arm after work.]
Follow.
[He moves up the stairs to one of the bedrooms for the inn. For Andrew's sake, he can stay here tonight as he's not sure about the arrangement he has with Cu.
And at this moment, he couldn't give less of a fuck if he tried.
[Drew has one shit eating grin when Moses comes to find him at the end of their shift. He didn't expect the other guy to just grab him and drag him around the place again. When they get to the bedroom though he quirks his eyebrows.]
Damn kid, so pushy... an' uh, not wastin' time don't exactly sound like the time of your life. You tryin'a tell me this is gonna be some kinda two pump an' done kinda deal?
[He blinks a couple of times.] Wow dude y'don't know me well enough yet if y'think I can just stop bein' an idiot.
[And he just laughs.] Dude we're both here for your benefit more than mine... believe me. A little bit of sex an' maybe you'll be able to go five minutes without bein' a whiny bitch.
[Even if he's undoing his own belt.] Pain in the ass? We ain't even started.
[He shook his head.] Trust me. It ain't the lack of sex. Maybe it would be for you, but not me. [He likes to think he's stronger than that... he really isn't.]
Yeah, cause after we start, it's the other way around.
[Moses takes no time getting naked, mainly because he's shirtless already. The pants drop, and out spring his pretty large dick, 8 inches in length, and already fully hard from earlier teasing.]
Well there's a real old saying. Abandon all hope all ye who enter here and pretty much the same thing should be said about you right now, an' my asshole.
[He just blinks.] Wait so you're a whiny bitch all the damn time 'cause that'll get old real fast kid. y'better have somethin' good goin' for you if that's true.
[And then Moses is naked and, well, he does have something good going for him. Drew's lips quirk up in a grin.] Well shit, colour me sold.
[He actually finally drops his own pants, grinning cockily at the other man before slowly making his way across the room.]
This asshole? It ain't ever alone if I don't want it to be, alright? So get that outta your head. [And he shrugs.] Now tell me what y'want so I can give it to you.
[Drew shrugs at that.] Makin' things fun is kinda my thing, like, one of my only talents.
[Now that he'd finally approached Moses though he reaches down for the other man's cock, tugging firmly on it without any preamble.] You wanna come? Now that parts easy. But believe me I'm not the guy who says no to anythin'.
It probably will be. [And Drews dropping for his knees, licking his lips in the anticipation of it.] A professional would ask you for money. [But he's already moving, taking the head of Moses dick swiftly into his mouth, getting himself familiar with it. The other man should find it weird, Drew's core temperature was significantly hotter than most humans, and that moist heat was slowly making its way around his cock.]
I've heard a lot of crazy things happening. Something about Peter Pan, and now talk of kidnappings and war. Are you all right? I thought to let you know I'm out of jail. Going to turn off the nullifier pretty soon.
yeah uh, crazy shit happened. i managed to stay away from the whole Pan thing but uh, the Russians kidnapped me. Figure I know what it feels like now, the whole nullifier thing.
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