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whatwas[The PCD clacks and the view shakes a bit, but finally centers on Horst's happy face. He's up on a roof, with four bottles of liquor and a chair.]
Right, you bunch of nutters, I'm going to sit up here and watch you all run about.
Tyki, you want a drink? I'm up here in the sane corner of the world.
Right, you bunch of nutters, I'm going to sit up here and watch you all run about.
Tyki, you want a drink? I'm up here in the sane corner of the world.
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Date: 2011-04-25 07:24 am (UTC)He arched into in, unexplainably, body pressing upwards in a long, lean line into the firm one above him.
Well. He hadn't been expecting that.]
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Date: 2011-04-25 07:28 am (UTC)He presses down eagerly against Cloud as he presses up, and fists one hand in the blond's hair.]
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Date: 2011-04-25 07:32 am (UTC)His own hands slipped down Horst's clothed back, one fisting in the material of his shirt and tugging, the other coming upwards to splay over his neck and press him downwards, allowing his teeth to sink more deeply into his skin.
His hips arched upwards as the other pressed downwards, another moan slipping past his defenses.]
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Date: 2011-04-25 08:00 am (UTC)This isn't how he's used to feeding, but he's not complaining. The mako trickling into his own system makes him feel alive again.
He isn't even drinking anymore really, just making a point of leaving bruises on Cloud's neck. And then his lips have found Cloud's, and his hand has slid under Cloud's back to pull his hips up against Horst's.]
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Date: 2011-04-25 08:07 am (UTC)His lips parted as Horst's suddenly attached to them, mouth open and tongue darting over, tracing over the full bottom lip of the other and taking in the taste of his own blood along with the tang of mako that was left behind.
His fingers slipped from Horst' neck upwards, into thick, dark hair, tugging on it as his hips did as they were instructed, moving against the other's in a slow grinding motion, a soft purr sounding in his throat.]
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Date: 2011-04-25 08:14 am (UTC)But when in doubt, just go with it. This is a very, very good change of pace for the day.
He sits up, expertly pulling Cloud up with him and removing the blond's shirt in one fluid motion.]
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Date: 2011-04-25 08:20 am (UTC)His shirt came away from his body easily without the barrier of his harness in the way, and for a moment he was thankful he always took it off at night. Not like he needed it or the armor after sunset for anything other than looks anyway.
Once the shirt was removed, however, he shifted so he was on his knees, hands finding the hem of the other's shirt and tugging upwards, removing it easily, tossing it aside. At least now they were even.]
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Date: 2011-04-25 08:52 am (UTC)He slowly unfastens Cloud's belt, and pulls it free; he has a use for it in mind. Besides, he has to remove it slowly. He's so drunk it takes several tries to work the small fastening; it's not like removing soft cloth.]
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Date: 2011-04-25 08:56 am (UTC)He paused at the other's struggling, lips curling into a smirk as he leaned down, those same lips pressing against the heated skin of the other's jaw.]
Sure you've done this before?
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Date: 2011-04-25 09:07 am (UTC)He lets himself be distracted by Cloud's mouth, just for a moment.]
How often do you do this?
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Date: 2011-04-25 09:11 am (UTC)Not often enough. [His words were spoken against skin before his teeth nipped into it. In reality it hadn't been since the night under the Highwind with Tifa. In his own little world it had only been a couple of months.]
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Date: 2011-04-25 09:17 am (UTC)Isn't that what I've been telling you for months?
[he lays Cloud back on the floor, and binds his wrists to the leg of the sofa with the belt.]
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Date: 2011-04-25 09:20 am (UTC)What in the hell are you doing?
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Date: 2011-04-25 09:32 am (UTC)You're more than capable of getting out of that if you like. Trust me for now. You'll like this.
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Date: 2011-04-25 09:41 am (UTC)You're going to regret this.
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Date: 2011-04-25 09:46 am (UTC)[Good luck trying to answer, Cloud, what with the vampire teasing your tongue and all]
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Date: 2011-04-25 09:48 am (UTC)But he really, really likes what you're doing at the moment, so maybe you shouldn't stop quite yet.]
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Date: 2011-04-26 04:18 am (UTC)Horst breaks that very long, hungry kiss to look up at the failed bondage and laughs.]
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Date: 2011-04-26 04:28 am (UTC)It takes a lot more than leather to hold me down.
[Excuse him while he attacks your neck, biting down harshly. Have a taste of your medicine, Horst.]
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Date: 2011-04-26 04:43 am (UTC)But he doesn't want to ruin this and he moans softly, a little shakily, and grinds hard on Cloud.]
[Offline] How... long have I been replying with this journal with neither of us noticing? /Facepalm
Date: 2011-04-26 04:49 am (UTC)Don't tell me you can dish it out but can't take it back.
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Date: 2011-04-26 04:55 am (UTC)[Rambling. He does that occasionally. He kisses Cloud's neck, sometimes pausing to nip and suck a few bruises into his skin.]
Don't stop.
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Date: 2011-04-26 05:22 am (UTC)Then why are you rambling?
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