After Triangle (Wednesday 1/3)

Mar 05, 2006 18:08

Tim takes his bike back home, ignoring the wolf whistles as he speeds away from the Triangle, skirt lifting up his thighs and providing quite the show. Over the two bridges between Babylon and The Flats and Tim can feel the anticipation in his stomach ( Read more... )

nsfw, kadaj

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brothers_three March 6 2006, 04:17:25 UTC
It took Kadaj longer than he thought but he eventually ended up at Tim's, hoping that the other boy hadn't given up on him. Tentatively knocking on the door, Kadaj stepped back and waited patiently for Tim to come down and let him in.

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no_pixie_shoes March 6 2006, 04:34:54 UTC
Answering the door in sleep pants and a t-shirt, his hair still damp, Tim leans against the door, "I was about to think you weren't coming," he says, standing aside to let Kadaj in, "Problem with Yazoo or your friend?"

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brothers_three March 6 2006, 04:45:29 UTC
Kadaj smiled and looked at Tim through his bangs. "Took longer than I thought it would. Are you mad?"

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no_pixie_shoes March 6 2006, 05:03:18 UTC
Kadaj had to know how sexy he looked like that, no way it was an accident. It didn't stop it from being sexy though, and Tim shakes his head, "No, I'm not mad, you got here... right?" he says, holding Kadaj's hand loosely in his, "Is everything okay? I mean... nothing happened right?"

He closes the door with his free hand, locking each bolt before turning back to Kadaj. He's trying not to be nervous, because they've done this before, and Kadaj liked him like that, the way he was then.

So he smiles and hand still holding the other boy's starts leading him to the stairs, "This way," he says, trying to fall into the confident role, let himself be what Kadaj liked last time, it's hard, harder than it usually is and it's possible it doesn't come across seamlessly.

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no_pixie_shoes March 8 2006, 07:30:02 UTC
He loves how Kadaj's hands feel in his hair, pulling slightly, nails scratching at his skin. It makes him think for a second that maybe he could lay off the product a little, keep his hair a little more natural so Kadaj could do this. Which is kind of a weird idea for him to have.

Breaking Kadaj's hold only enough to reach tot he endtable, (and god did he just want to stay wrapped up in the other boy, strain and thrust against eachother until they both came, but there was a plan here, and he was on board with that plan) he leans over to pull the lube out of the drawer. He also grabs one of the condoms out of the package, glad he'd opened it to see what exactly he'd purchased, so he didn't have to fumble it open now.

Tossing the condom on the bed he comes back to Kadaj with the lube in his hand, "Let me go so I can use this?" he asks, kissing Kadaj again, this time more softly

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brothers_three March 8 2006, 21:23:00 UTC
Kadaj didn't want to let go and he tightened his grip on Tim, grinning up at him mischievously. He was giving Tim his best octopus impression. Not that it would last long. Kadaj didn't have much patience to play by that point. He wanted to feel Tim moving over him.

Letting his go, Kadaj just went limp on the bed, a sprawl that was calculated to look lazy and still give him the best vantage point to watch Tim. Because Kadaj liked to watch Tim and it didn't matter what the other boy was doing. He just liked to look at Tim, who he thought was the most wonderful in his world.

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no_pixie_shoes March 8 2006, 22:40:40 UTC
Kadaj lets go all at once, sprawling out sexily to look at him. Taking it as a kind of dare Tim flips open the cap andspreads the lube on his fingers. Pressing first one finger and then the other into Kadaj, Tim nips playfully at his stomach, teeth lihtly sinking into the soft skin of the other boy's belly. He can feel Kadaj's eyes on him, knows he's being watched, closely and it makes it better. He wants Kadaj to see. Wants him to see everything.

Fingers twisting inside Kadaj, Tim looks up from where he's licking Kadaj's bellybeutton and smiles, "You good?" he asks, meeting Kadaj's eyes from across his body.

Please don't die, he wants to say, always choose me first... Never leave me, but he won't, because he doesn't want to hear no. But he tries to put it into the way he works his fingers into Kadaj, fucking him with them while he practically worships his chest, flat stomach and tiny, perfect nipples. Let's it show in his eyes, when he watches Kadaj watch him, Maybe the other boy already knows, maybe he always knew and didn't need ( ... )

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brothers_three March 9 2006, 01:16:28 UTC
Even the fingers are nice and Kadaj moans softly, catching his bottom lip between his teeth. His eyes drift closed and he pushed back on Tim's hand, already wanting more.

That Tim's mouth was moving so deliciously over his chest, his skin, Kadaj reached out for him, his own fingers grazing over whatever he could touch, just so he could feel Tim more.

He was relaxed, he was ready. With an impatient sigh, Kadaj's chest arched from the bed and then collapsed back with a sigh. "Tim," he said, his voice rough. His cock was so hard already...he just wanted Tim to fuck him and make the longing ache in his gut go away, to replace it with a fire that Tim's mere presence seemed to ignite.

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