[It's an adorable look that puts warmth in his chest as he scoots over beside Martin on the bed and presses slightly at his shoulder, an invitation to lay back.]
Funny the timing of things: neither do I...suppose I do now.
[Plans: Martin. Seemed good to his mind.
And, oddly enough, helped him find a bit of the stride he'd felt he was missing earlier. Like finding even ground again.]
We only go as far and for how long as you'd like, alright?
[He moves to lean over Martin, arms bracketing the other man's head so an idle hand can pet through his hair as Chris leans in with a smile.]
You're sweet. And more charming than you give yourself credit for. Certainly, it's worked on me.
[He echoes Martin's earlier sentiment back and presses a kiss to Martin's lips, though it's brief as he moves on to press one to his cheek and one to his forehead....back to his lips, then on further down to his neck where he lingers.]
[He moves his head and it feels like invitation enough to kiss his neck and throat, then back to the side of his neck, lower to suck the skin between his teeth. Not too deeply, he doesn't actually know if Martin likes or wants marks, but a light one was too tempting.
Something in the back of his mind berates him though, and he pulls back with a small huff to catch Martin's eyes again. He should be responsible.]
I ought ask: do you like marks to your skin?
[It was his usual inclination, he liked leaving little marks, signs of his attention placed on another, but it wasn't to everyone's tastes.]
[That had been a good choice! The feeling of lips against his neck is lovely, and the sudden suction drags a soft moan out of him. It leaves him flushed and pleased, and that's how he meets Chris's eyes.]
[Chris' smile flickers brighter into playful...and with a promise of trouble at the edges.]
Good to know.
[Because he's certainly set to testing it. His lips return to Martin's neck, just above his shoulder so it could
You deserve a thorough attention.
[It's a simple and earnest declaration offered before a kiss. A kiss and a hand that trails down Martin's chest to find the edge of his shirt and slip underneath it so calloused fingers could trail along the skin of his stomach.]
[He gives an amused hum for the squirm, but his touch is more for the sake of it than to tease....for now.
His fingers continue their way up and Chris gives another quick kiss before ducking down to dedicate both hands to his exploratory touches. His hands lift Martin's shirt as he drags it up and follows the trails of his fingers with a series of kisses from belly up until Chris can help him maneuver his shirt off.
Once it's discarded, he moves to straddle Martin's hips and balance on his knees as he continues his gentle touches and kisses, including a deep sucking mark just above his collarbone.]
[Martin flushes when his shirt is pushed up, a bit embarrassed. Chris is really good looking after all, and Martin is... pretty average. He knows this. The kisses drag a noise from him, soft and pleased and a bit startled, and then he shifts to help Chris pull his shirt over his head.
Chris straddling him makes his breath come sharper, and he slides his arms around the other man as Chris kisses him again, holding him close. Teeth and lips against his neck, and oh, it does feel really good.]
[The flush and small telling squirm that comes from embarrassment only has Chris more determined.
Once his mark is left, he leans his arms on either side of Martin's head as he presses in to leave sweet little kisses on his lips, a couple more lingering before he pulls back to rest their foreheads together.]
Aren't you a pretty sight? Should I leave kisses and touches along all my favorite parts? Maybe on my way down between your legs? I'd like to have your taste in my mouth.
[Martin melts as Chris presses kiss after kiss to his lips. They're nearly painfull soft, full of affection and desire and that is... it's a little strange to him. Good strange. Just unfamiliar.
He gives a soft, pleased sight when Chris leans their foreheads together.
And then his eyes fly open at what Chris says. That is... not entirely what he'd been expecting, more explicit perhaps than that. He thinks his face must be bright red.]
Uh- yes? I mean... oh god... how do you stay calm saying this?
[He's very hot, and very calm, and Martin feels flustered just thinking about what he said!]
[Martin's face goes red and Chris can't help the satisfied little tilt to his smile. Oh, they were going to have fun.]
Practice, lovely, and confidence to know what I want, who I want, and how I want them. I want to know what you sound like when you're out of your head with pleasure and barely holding on...want to know all the little ways to drive all thought from your head...and practice'll certainly help there too.
[He leans in with what little space is left between them and lowers his voice like it's a secret to offer.] But if I go too much or too far, please say something...I've a more foul mouth than some can abide by; I'd ather use it to your benefit, not your detriment.
[Not that he can be entirely kind while he speaks, he is still straddling Martin and it's a perfect chance to lightly grind down against him.]
[He thinks that he might just spontaneously combust with how hot his face feels right now. It's not even bad! It's nice hearing this from Chris, feeling so desired; it's just also new and he is so used to blending into the background, having someone's full attention on him like this is... it's a lot.]
I- yeah, okay. I- this is nice and- ahhhh...
[He gasps when Chris grinds down against him, and then gives a breathless laugh.]
[Chris' smile turns soft and he leans up to press his lips to Martin's forehead.]
I'll spare you my worst...this time. Besides, think there's other places my mouth could be.
[He raises a cheeky brow and starts his path down Martin's body, lips pressing to Martin's again briefly before slipping lower to chin and collarbone, a brief pause over one nipple that receives a kiss and the swipe of his tongue before he slips further down. Abdomen and stomach and just over his waistline as Chris' fingers work to slip Martin's pants down his hips.
Once there's skin revealed there too, his lips follow, pressing kisses on Martin's hips and thighs and delicate avoiding anything more sensitive for now as he slips the rest of his companion's clothing off and onto the floor.]
I've got you. [He offers against Martinn's skin where his lips rest pressed to his thigh.] And it's a criminal thing if you're not used to being told these things. And I don't mean Jon, but everyone else? Anyone else? You ought be hearing nothing but how much you're wanted.
[He presses his mouth to Martin's hip again and sucks, working a mark there as well.]
[Surely he has actually died and this is some amazing afterlife, because this sort of thing doesn't happen to him.
What does he do with his hands?
The thought is shoved right out of his mind when Chris's tongue swipes over his nipple, the heat of his tongue followed by the brush of cooler air making him squirm.
You'd think he would be more used to this by now, considering how long he's been in Duplicity. But this feels different. Good different. More fun, rather than something he's just doing for quota.
He raises his hips to let Chris push his pants down, and the touch of his fingers make Martin shiver in anticipation and pleasure.]
You're making me blush, Chris. I'm just a bit of a wallflower, I guess.
[The sudden heat of Chris's mouth, and the tug of suction makes him moan, and he tentatively reaches out to rest a hand against Chris's hair, petting it blindly.]
[Chris' breath catches slightly as Martin's hand sinks into his hair and he sucks the mark a little darker for his efforts.
When he leaves off the soft skin, he rests his cheek against Martin's hip a moment.]
That's perfect...keep your hand in my hair, lovely, I'm quite fond of the feeling. And don't worry, Shy's not put me off before and it'll certainly not make me less charmed by you.
[Which is not something he expects Martin to respond to, not with how he keeps one hand braced on the other man's thigh while his free hand curls around the base of his friend's cock. Chris runs his tongue up the length from where his fingers rest to the tip and around the head. He takes the journey twice, careful to lavish attention over a new spot, before he shifts and sucks the head past his lips and into his mouth to continue his tongue's attention along the soft skin.]
[He can feel Chris's breath against his thigh. Something so simple like that should not be so erotic. He'd not really understood the scope of that word until now.]
Alright. I can do that.
[He strokes his fingers through Chris's hair again, scratching lightly at his scalp.
He moans when Chris touches him, the warmth of his hand, the damp heat of his tongue. It feels like Chris is exploring, teasing out all of the most sensitive spots across his dick. The moan trails off into a gasp when Chris takes the heaf of his cock into his mouth.]
[He gives a hum of approval for the feeling of nails against his scalp and leans a bit into the sensation while he can.
Luckily, it's just as enjoyable to have the grip pull in his hair a bit as he slides down Martin's cock to take more into his mouth. Chris' tongue dances along the skin there as well while his hands move again, the one previously around the base shifts to cup under the other man's ass while his other hand rests on Martin's thigh. Perfect to keep him close and steady as Chris sinks even further, nearly to the back of his tongue.
It was tempting to go all at once, to overwhelm Martin and see how he handled the feeling...but that could be for another time, this was for going slow and exploring and learning...snd savoring, even if he might never call it that to his friend's face for fear of setting him ablaze with his own blush.]
[The hum strokes against his cock, makes him squirm beneath the other man. It's so good, beautiful sensation. He could lose himself in this. He wants to lose himself in this.
Chris's tongue is hot and soft as it runs against him, and the feeling of hands against his thigh and arse, holding him there, it's overwhelming. He gives another light tug at Chris's hair, trying to ground himself.]
[The praise is nice and there's a gentle scrape of teeth along the skin in response. Especially as his hair gets tugged again. He leans into it with a small, needy sound, but then pulls against the hold to make it tug harder as he drives the head of Martin's cock down, past the back of his tongue, and into his throat as his lips press down to the base.
It's blissful for a moment, nothing in his mind but the focus of holding his breath and his throat squeezing around his companion's length purely for Martin's pleasure. His fingers dig in harder to keep Martin's hips in check while Chris pulls back only about an inch and then sinks down again.
When he finally pulls back, it's slow and his teeth once more scrape lightly along the soft skin below them, all the way to the tip.]
[Fuck! Fuck how is he supposed to survive this? His fingers curl against Chris's scalp as bthe other man swallows him, engulfing his cock in heat. He fights to still the way his hips want to move, to take more. He can feel Chris's lips and tongue against him, the press of his throat and the way it seems to ripples as Chris swallows around him.
He is very glad that Chris is holding him down. Staying still is a challenge. His hands tighten and release against Chris's hair rhythmically as he moves, and he cries out at the scrape of teeth against sensitive flesh.]
[He lingers a little longer in place before finally pulling back slowly up to the tip again. His efforts renew, tongue and gentle scrape of teeth alternating with a hand that lets go of Martin's hip to apply idle touches to the shaft not in his mouth.
But the way Martin says his name is so sweet...he makes a quiet vow to himself to have Martin come down his throat another time as he pops off the head of his friend's cock to focus on stroking and touching as Chris slides back up his body to thread the fingers of his other hand into Martin's hair. "I've got you, lovely."
He presses a kiss to Martin's forehead and then back to his lips as his hand takes up a faster pace, seeking to catch those pretty cries against his mouth.]
[Chris is... is really good at this. If Martin was more in control of himself, he'd be more coherent, and able to come up with a better word than 'good', but the way Chris is touching him, the pads of his fingers, the scrape of teeth and softness of his tongue... it's all perfectly designed to make sure that Martin forgets words.
He gasps when Chris slides off him, and blinks blearily up at him, a smile on his lips.]
Yeah... yeah I know.
[He kisses him, eager for something to do to occupy his own mouth as Chris strokes him. His moans spill against the other man's lips, desperate, until he finally comes, gasping, over Chris's hand.]
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Date: 2022-09-22 05:54 pm (UTC)He smiles at him when he does pull away. Probably looks really dopey, but he feels fuzzy and happy and warm.]
I mean, I don't have anything else planned...
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Date: 2022-09-27 01:02 am (UTC)Funny the timing of things: neither do I...suppose I do now.
[Plans: Martin. Seemed good to his mind.
And, oddly enough, helped him find a bit of the stride he'd felt he was missing earlier. Like finding even ground again.]
We only go as far and for how long as you'd like, alright?
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Date: 2022-09-28 11:11 pm (UTC)Funny. I think I just suddenly found something to occupy me too.
[It's ridiculous and it's fun. Really fun.]
Alright. Same for you though. Don't want to push if you aren't having fun.
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Date: 2022-09-30 08:39 pm (UTC)You're sweet. And more charming than you give yourself credit for. Certainly, it's worked on me.
[He echoes Martin's earlier sentiment back and presses a kiss to Martin's lips, though it's brief as he moves on to press one to his cheek and one to his forehead....back to his lips, then on further down to his neck where he lingers.]
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Date: 2022-10-01 11:23 pm (UTC)I must have done something right.
[He isn't sure what it is, but he's not going to complain!]
Martin kisses back, chasing Chris's lips even when he moves away. He turns his head a little, to let Chris have more access to his neck.]
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Date: 2022-10-03 09:26 pm (UTC)Something in the back of his mind berates him though, and he pulls back with a small huff to catch Martin's eyes again. He should be responsible.]
I ought ask: do you like marks to your skin?
[It was his usual inclination, he liked leaving little marks, signs of his attention placed on another, but it wasn't to everyone's tastes.]
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Date: 2022-10-04 03:06 pm (UTC)Yeah... yes, that was really nice.
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Date: 2022-10-06 09:29 pm (UTC)Good to know.
[Because he's certainly set to testing it. His lips return to Martin's neck, just above his shoulder so it could
You deserve a thorough attention.
[It's a simple and earnest declaration offered before a kiss. A kiss and a hand that trails down Martin's chest to find the edge of his shirt and slip underneath it so calloused fingers could trail along the skin of his stomach.]
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Date: 2022-10-06 10:46 pm (UTC)He makes a pleased noise when Chris's lips graze over his neck, absolutely appreciative, before the noise is cut off by a kiss.
He squirms a little when Chris's fingers slide up beneath his shirt and over his belly; it's a little ticklish.]
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Date: 2022-10-13 05:04 am (UTC)His fingers continue their way up and Chris gives another quick kiss before ducking down to dedicate both hands to his exploratory touches. His hands lift Martin's shirt as he drags it up and follows the trails of his fingers with a series of kisses from belly up until Chris can help him maneuver his shirt off.
Once it's discarded, he moves to straddle Martin's hips and balance on his knees as he continues his gentle touches and kisses, including a deep sucking mark just above his collarbone.]
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Date: 2022-10-15 04:28 pm (UTC)Chris straddling him makes his breath come sharper, and he slides his arms around the other man as Chris kisses him again, holding him close. Teeth and lips against his neck, and oh, it does feel really good.]
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Date: 2022-10-23 12:48 am (UTC)Once his mark is left, he leans his arms on either side of Martin's head as he presses in to leave sweet little kisses on his lips, a couple more lingering before he pulls back to rest their foreheads together.]
Aren't you a pretty sight? Should I leave kisses and touches along all my favorite parts? Maybe on my way down between your legs? I'd like to have your taste in my mouth.
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Date: 2022-10-26 06:07 pm (UTC)He gives a soft, pleased sight when Chris leans their foreheads together.
And then his eyes fly open at what Chris says. That is... not entirely what he'd been expecting, more explicit perhaps than that. He thinks his face must be bright red.]
Uh- yes? I mean... oh god... how do you stay calm saying this?
[He's very hot, and very calm, and Martin feels flustered just thinking about what he said!]
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Date: 2022-10-29 11:26 pm (UTC)Practice, lovely, and confidence to know what I want, who I want, and how I want them. I want to know what you sound like when you're out of your head with pleasure and barely holding on...want to know all the little ways to drive all thought from your head...and practice'll certainly help there too.
[He leans in with what little space is left between them and lowers his voice like it's a secret to offer.] But if I go too much or too far, please say something...I've a more foul mouth than some can abide by; I'd ather use it to your benefit, not your detriment.
[Not that he can be entirely kind while he speaks, he is still straddling Martin and it's a perfect chance to lightly grind down against him.]
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Date: 2022-10-30 06:44 pm (UTC)I- yeah, okay. I- this is nice and- ahhhh...
[He gasps when Chris grinds down against him, and then gives a breathless laugh.]
It's good so far! Just... not used to it.
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Date: 2022-11-04 02:39 am (UTC)I'll spare you my worst...this time. Besides, think there's other places my mouth could be.
[He raises a cheeky brow and starts his path down Martin's body, lips pressing to Martin's again briefly before slipping lower to chin and collarbone, a brief pause over one nipple that receives a kiss and the swipe of his tongue before he slips further down. Abdomen and stomach and just over his waistline as Chris' fingers work to slip Martin's pants down his hips.
Once there's skin revealed there too, his lips follow, pressing kisses on Martin's hips and thighs and delicate avoiding anything more sensitive for now as he slips the rest of his companion's clothing off and onto the floor.]
I've got you. [He offers against Martinn's skin where his lips rest pressed to his thigh.] And it's a criminal thing if you're not used to being told these things. And I don't mean Jon, but everyone else? Anyone else? You ought be hearing nothing but how much you're wanted.
[He presses his mouth to Martin's hip again and sucks, working a mark there as well.]
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Date: 2022-11-08 12:37 am (UTC)[Surely he has actually died and this is some amazing afterlife, because this sort of thing doesn't happen to him.
What does he do with his hands?
The thought is shoved right out of his mind when Chris's tongue swipes over his nipple, the heat of his tongue followed by the brush of cooler air making him squirm.
You'd think he would be more used to this by now, considering how long he's been in Duplicity. But this feels different. Good different. More fun, rather than something he's just doing for quota.
He raises his hips to let Chris push his pants down, and the touch of his fingers make Martin shiver in anticipation and pleasure.]
You're making me blush, Chris. I'm just a bit of a wallflower, I guess.
[The sudden heat of Chris's mouth, and the tug of suction makes him moan, and he tentatively reaches out to rest a hand against Chris's hair, petting it blindly.]
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Date: 2022-11-15 03:17 am (UTC)When he leaves off the soft skin, he rests his cheek against Martin's hip a moment.]
That's perfect...keep your hand in my hair, lovely, I'm quite fond of the feeling. And don't worry, Shy's not put me off before and it'll certainly not make me less charmed by you.
[Which is not something he expects Martin to respond to, not with how he keeps one hand braced on the other man's thigh while his free hand curls around the base of his friend's cock. Chris runs his tongue up the length from where his fingers rest to the tip and around the head. He takes the journey twice, careful to lavish attention over a new spot, before he shifts and sucks the head past his lips and into his mouth to continue his tongue's attention along the soft skin.]
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Date: 2022-11-17 12:13 am (UTC)Alright. I can do that.
[He strokes his fingers through Chris's hair again, scratching lightly at his scalp.
He moans when Chris touches him, the warmth of his hand, the damp heat of his tongue. It feels like Chris is exploring, teasing out all of the most sensitive spots across his dick. The moan trails off into a gasp when Chris takes the heaf of his cock into his mouth.]
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Date: 2022-11-21 07:12 am (UTC)Luckily, it's just as enjoyable to have the grip pull in his hair a bit as he slides down Martin's cock to take more into his mouth. Chris' tongue dances along the skin there as well while his hands move again, the one previously around the base shifts to cup under the other man's ass while his other hand rests on Martin's thigh. Perfect to keep him close and steady as Chris sinks even further, nearly to the back of his tongue.
It was tempting to go all at once, to overwhelm Martin and see how he handled the feeling...but that could be for another time, this was for going slow and exploring and learning...snd savoring, even if he might never call it that to his friend's face for fear of setting him ablaze with his own blush.]
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Date: 2022-11-26 03:39 pm (UTC)Chris's tongue is hot and soft as it runs against him, and the feeling of hands against his thigh and arse, holding him there, it's overwhelming. He gives another light tug at Chris's hair, trying to ground himself.]
You- you're so good...
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Date: 2022-12-03 06:57 am (UTC)It's blissful for a moment, nothing in his mind but the focus of holding his breath and his throat squeezing around his companion's length purely for Martin's pleasure. His fingers dig in harder to keep Martin's hips in check while Chris pulls back only about an inch and then sinks down again.
When he finally pulls back, it's slow and his teeth once more scrape lightly along the soft skin below them, all the way to the tip.]
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Date: 2022-12-07 04:39 pm (UTC)He is very glad that Chris is holding him down. Staying still is a challenge. His hands tighten and release against Chris's hair rhythmically as he moves, and he cries out at the scrape of teeth against sensitive flesh.]
Fuck... Chris...
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Date: 2022-12-13 01:32 am (UTC)But the way Martin says his name is so sweet...he makes a quiet vow to himself to have Martin come down his throat another time as he pops off the head of his friend's cock to focus on stroking and touching as Chris slides back up his body to thread the fingers of his other hand into Martin's hair. "I've got you, lovely."
He presses a kiss to Martin's forehead and then back to his lips as his hand takes up a faster pace, seeking to catch those pretty cries against his mouth.]
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Date: 2022-12-22 08:49 pm (UTC)He gasps when Chris slides off him, and blinks blearily up at him, a smile on his lips.]
Yeah... yeah I know.
[He kisses him, eager for something to do to occupy his own mouth as Chris strokes him. His moans spill against the other man's lips, desperate, until he finally comes, gasping, over Chris's hand.]