Penthouse of Ormulus, backdated to Monday night (NWS)

[godinakilt]

Camulus's back hit the door of the apartment and he was sure he almost cracked the doorframe in his effort to wrench it open. He hauled Orlin inside and pinned him against the door again, one hand latching it firmly before returning to the pleasant exploration of flesh.

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[ascended_being]

Dimly aware that the door was locked behind them (which was a good thing considering what they were about to do) Orlin firmly hooked one leg about Camulus' waist and nibbled his collerbone, glorying in his freedom of movement with no pain.

Fantastic really.

[godinakilt]

Since it was, really, his shirt, Camulus had no compuctions about reaching between them and pulling it away, tossing it carelessly over his shoulder. Reaching down again, he took Orlin firmly - and possessively - in hand.

[ascended_being]

A look of ecasty crossed his face and his nails dug into Camulus' sholder.

"Oh my, I've missed this."

[godinakilt]

"We do this almost every night," Camulus growled, his breath hot against Orlin's ear as his hand began to stroke slowly, deft fingers grazing against Orlin's balls while he pumped.