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[chasinghumanity]

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He paid close attention to everything Mitchell did and he reacted like he thought he should. He leaned into touches, touched the man where he got the best response...this was his job and he was good at it. Fagin's best. It was some kind of sick joke that even after a year of being on the island, none of it had left him. He

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[raw_youth]

Getting undressed was a pain in the ass. Dodge focused on Mitchell's teeth as he fought with getting them both naked. He wasn't sober but he was a hell of a lot more fit for stripping them both. Minutes passed with nothing but the whisper of fabric and the wet clash of lips and teeth and breath.

"C'mon," he said, pawing at Mitchell's chest. He'd have never guessed the man was hiding that much chest hair. It made him feel positively bare in comparison.

[chasinghumanity]

Mitchell didn't need much encouragement. He pushed Dodge back onto the bed and followed him, pushing between his legs and pursuing a kiss. Blood thudded through his veins and the heat of Dodge's body beneath him felt blissful.

How many times had it started just like this? How many times had he lost himself in sex and found himself later, covered in blood? How could he still be asking himself these questions? He ground his hips down against Dodge's, the friction good but not enough, and grabbed at that condom from before.

[raw_youth]

Dodge was just fine with letting Mitchell do as he liked. He held the man's shoulders lightly and shifted his legs just enough that they'd both be comfortable. It was funny, a little, how it all came back to him. Dodge thought that maybe he'd been fooling himself with Anthony- that sex could mean something more. This was what it was all about. This was the raw need of someone else coupled with his own passive acceptance of doing just what he should for the other man's pleasure.

"Want help?" he asked as Mitchell fumbled for the packet. It was all so technical. The familiar thought crept into his head that the sooner it was over the sooner he could go. Except he wasn't going to go anywhere- it was his house. And where would he go, anyway?

[chasinghumanity]

"No," Mitchell replied. He huffed a laugh under his breath as he tore open the packet, flinging the foil aside. "S'not my first time."

He slid the condom on but paused, looking to either side of the bed. There were a lot of reasons he preferred sex with women, and one of the minor points was it didn't take quite so much preparation to get started with a girl. "Where's, erm.." He dipped his head again, kissing down Dodge's jaw to his ear. "Do you need something too?" He wasn't about to go digging through the man's things for lube.