[For Chris] - Birthday continued

[moraldyslexic]

"Not just sex," Lennox said with a laugh, arms tightening around Chris's waist as he pulled him closer. He knew that there was still people outside, people who expected them to be there for Chris's birthday, but he thought they could deal without the birthday boy. At least for a little while

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[chris_cutter]

Giving another soft groan, Chris leaned in to brush a kiss over Lennox's lips, murmuring against him. "What else then?" he asked, his voice teasing. Mostly, he didn't care about the answer, his free hand slipping up under the hem of Lennox's shift, fingers grazing over his skin. "Isn't that the good part?"

[moraldyslexic]

"I don't know, what were we talking about?" Lennox asked, already more distracted by the feel of Chris's fingers against his skin and the brush of his mouth. His hips pushed forward a bit, arching into him, wanting more contact and more skin. "Power? Sex? I don't remember."

[chris_cutter]

"Little bit of both," Chris replied beneath another quiet groan as Lennox pressed against him.

He turned slightly then, tossing the little statue carefully onto the bed so that he could get both hands on Lennox, fingers pushing his shirt up higher as he pressed him up against the wall of the hut. "Mostly sex, though."

[moraldyslexic]

"Is that how you work?" Lennox asked curiously, grinning at Chris as he leaned against the wall of the hut. His own hands worked under Chris's shirt, fingers spread over his skin and he leaned in, nipping his throat gently. "You're just all about the sex?"