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TEST DRIVE MEME #4


ARRIVAL

You remember a dream.

Or maybe nightmare is more accurate.

It was full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. There's a voice that feels like it's coming from all around you at once. Contrasting with the nightmare unfolding around you, it's smooth as silk. It makes you want to listen with every bit of attention you can muster in the moment.

"Judgement has come upon you, but not to worry. It can still be undone."

The voice promises you redemption for your sins. It promises you a better life and everything you could ever want, if only you just stop struggling so much.

And so you do.


Everyone wakes up in the same room initially. The room is done up in red with a cushy bed, a window, an old TV in the corner on a desk, and a few Hieronymus Bosch paintings lining the wall. There's a bathroom to clean up in and any belongings will be sat around the room to be gathered later. There's a duffel bag provided for your convenience.

After feeling a sensation of falling or dropping onto the bed, characters wake up feeling like they've just slept for a week. Their body will feel heavy and stiff, they'll have a massive headache at first.

They'll quickly notice the list of their sins written with their blood on a bedside table on an old piece of parchment. This will mean the list is tied to them and can't be changed or tampered with. They'll also receive their device to connect with others and the network. It won't be anything terribly fancy. As a matter of fact, it looks like a very old Blackberry type phone.

Once characters are ready to leave the room, they'll head down long, winding halls. They're dimly lit and ominous feeling. They may encounter fellow sinners or demonic staff that will direct the newcomer down to the lobby to get their actual room key to settle in. They may be pushy, they may border on courteous. It really just depends on the mood of the staff at the time and how they're treated in return. Eventually, everyone comes to stairs that lead downward.



Once down to the lobby, you'll notice the front desk manned by a demon who looks bored out of its mind. To the side of him is the door to the kitchen where guests may help themselves. To the right is a small duty free shop that seems to have a surprisingly normal, expected stock of items. Look around a bit further, there will be a tiny bar tucked in through a corner door. It seems pretty well-stocked and best of all, self-serve if you want to get away from your demonic hosts for a bit. Of course there's some seating, bar games, and a jukebox tucked in the corner if you'd rather stay and socialize a bit.

Please note that all the songs on the jukebox are appropriately hell-themed. Hopefully Sympathy for the Devil is universally loved.

STAND YOUR GROUND

Prompt I

It seems like not long after everyone has either returned from the maze or arrived fresh to hell that the storms started yet again. A bit more sporadically and not the constant downpour of the previous month, but it's still blood and fire raining from the skies, along with claps of thunder and lightning strikes that seem far too close for comfort. Fortunately, there's not as much flooding this time. Unfortunately, a particularly loud clap of thunder and lightning that strikes close to the hotel seems to leave it and surrounding establishments in the dark. Quickly, the hotel becomes a cold place, urging all guests to to move to the lobby for some warmth.

A roaring fire will be going and there will be hot drinks and snacks kindly provided by the staff while they try to work on correcting the problem.

Eventually, some rather panicked goblin-like demons come rushing up from the basement. They're half-singed and dirty looking from their adventure, so it doesn't seem to bode well for the power returning any time soon. Guests who listen closely will hear the demons apologizing profusely for 'letting them escape' and much more worrisome than that, about how it looks like there might have been some tampering going on down there. The staff is quick to tell the demons to hush and go, not to worry the guests or let word get back to Lucifer.

Once that whole scene is squared away, the staff will be urging guests to volunteer and pushing them into a drafty, creepy basement with nothing but candles and flashlights to lead the way.

It's okay, they reassure, it's not that bad down there! The lights provided all seem to flicker dangerously though, almost completely going out at times, as you descend creaky stairs to a lower level. Apparently the demons are tired of risking their hide to get the power back on, but they're quite happy to risk all the guests'.

The basement is slightly flooded in some areas, bloody rain making its way through cracks in the foundation. It reeks of dampness and mold. There are things that skitter in the corner of your eye as you venture in further. Rats, bugs, and a few smaller beasts.

No one will be given more to go on than they're looking for a breaker box to reset, and hopefully, that'll get everything back up and running again. Unfortunately, there are so many twists and turns that it gets confusing after a while... How come the basement looks much bigger than it has any right to be anyway?

The basement is also jam packed with boxes just begging to be gone through. Most of them just seem to house an odd amount of clothing and what may be personal items left from previous guests, others hold decidedly more satanic and occult items. But if there's anything you're looking for in particular, from jewelry to a coat to a rad new walkman, you'll probably find it down here.

Keep going and you'll come across a room with a heavy steel door. If anyone should venture inside, they'll see a dungeon inside. There are demons chained to the walls in various ways, strung from the ceiling, or caged up that seem to be wasting away and forgotten. If they notice you, they'll try to plead with you to let them out, bribing you with information on Lucifer that no one else knows, but it's probably for the best you don't. There seem to be a few free spaces waiting for new additions after all... and besides, they've got to be locked down there for a reason, right?

Let them go against all better judgement and they'll most likely just rattle something off while they take off running as quick as they can.

Listen closely enough and you might hear tortured screams as they're presumably killed upon reaching the main floor of the lobby. It was probably inevitably, so don't blame yourself.

Anyway, moving on you keep going past the dungeon, and you'll finally find the room with the furnace and breakers to reset. It shouldn't take long to flip them back, but they'll continue to trip on and off for a while and may require multiple groups to make a return trek down to reset them until the demons finally correct the issues with the wiring that is causing these outages.

Speaking of issues with the wiring and what may have caused them... Hang around the bar or lobby enough, or around any area of the community, and you may hear muttering of something called The Veiled Order from beyond the gates. Some of the demons seem excited, others seem nervous. If asked, the demons may brush guests off. If drunk enough or given proper incentive, they may tell a story about a group of rebellious demons that Lucifer tried to cast out. They were damned to live in the burnt forests outside the gates, but sometimes, they still cause trouble.

Apparently, they thought they could be better rulers than Lucifer and were quite discontent with how he maintains Hell.

Some may say they're worried the Order is causing mischief by messing with the hotel, having had ample opportunity to sneak back within the gates. Others will laugh heartily and insist that it's a dumb tale to scare young demons, nothing more. Certainly nothing to worry about.

Another thing guests may overhear or bribe out of demons around the bar or club is talk about the call of infernal nightmares. If pressed for more info, the demons won't give much beyond the fact that it's a miserable thing, entirely miserable.

Prompt II

Apparently what the goblin-like demons accidentally set free are strange demons that possess fungi, dust, and dirt. They don't seem to quite be from this world, but they're called Coal Tars apparently. They're harmless creatures for the most part, but they do have a love of following around people with dark or sinister natures.

The staff will be offering a reward of a gourmet dinner of the guest's choice if anyone around the hotel will help to capture these little pests and bring them to the front desk. Afterwards, they'll be returned to the basement and locked away again.

Otherwise, people are free to ignore them or laugh at the people who can't seem to shake the little creatures following them around.

Careful though, breathing them in can make your lungs rot. Nasty way to go probably.

REACH UP HIGH

Prompt I
Warnings: cutting, blood, torture.

Whether you've been here for months or you're freshly arrived, your demonic overlord expects some participation. You can try and shirk the responsibility, of course. You can bargain your way out of it for a while. But eventually, you may find yourself trapped in a room just off the gym that's been fondly dubbed the torture room. It has all manner of equipment in there, along with an iron maiden even.

But don't worry about any of that right now. It probably won't be used.

You can try the door, but even with super human strength or every lock picking skill in the book, you won't be able to open it.

It soon becomes apparent what you're supposed to do soon enough when someone else is eventually shoved in with you. Both of your lists of sins will appear on a table that's been placed in the center of the room with two handy knives. You can choose to guard these or not care at all that they're on display.

"Know that honesty is a good place to start on your road to redemption. Sure, it can be terrifying at first, but that's why you've been given a partner in this journey. Pick up your knives and carve at least one sin into each other's flesh. Help in the journey to be candid with everyone you should meet here!"

The voice echoes all around you again, just like in the nightmare, and once again there's the pull to give in. This voice really does seem like it has your best interests at heart.

"If you need a bit of encouragement, we'll be giving it shortly."

It isn't a lie or idle threat either. The longer you wait to do what's been requested of you, the more shallow cuts that will appear on both of your bodies. Are you really prepared to endure this pain when giving in would be so much easier?

And more than that, are you willing to let another suffer along with you?

Eventually, the cuts will stop if you suffer them long enough, but you'll have failed this challenge and sustained more damage than if you'd just gone along with it. Satan will also be very disappointed in you.

Prompt II

"A generous nature is an important part of being a righteous person. Greed is a sin my Father frowns on quite a bit. What I ask you to do today is to go out and find a gift for that special someone or friend of yours and give them something to smile over."

With the items available in the basement and the shop in the hotel carrying a few new items, Lucifer would like to spread the good will of gift giving. It doesn't matter if you're not well acquainted with each other yet. You don't need to be! Anyone can spread cheer by giving a gift.

And if you don't, expect to be in excruciating pain for a few hours, and struggling for a breath. If you can't share a gift, then you don't deserve to share all that oxygen, do you?


FOLLOW ME DOWN

Prompt I
Warnings: Alcohol and drug abuse, potential non-con/dub-con.

With all the sinners, new and old, the bar will be lit up with activity and absolutely bustling with guests and demons alike. Food and drinks will be readily available and provided by hotel staff (although they might not always know what humans eat. What do you mean, you don't like fried kitten?), music will be blaring, and overall, there will be an energy to the atmosphere that's absolutely contagious. Even if you aren't typically inclined to linger at these sorts of events, there will be a certain pull to stay and have a bit of fun.

You may not get much of a chance to have that in hell after all. So one drink won't hurt, right? Nor will one more after that.

There will also be every sort of party drug available that might tickle your fancy. There's no harm in experimenting, is there? You're already in hell and the staff is handing it out and so helpfully showing you how to use it, or recommending a type that would suit what you want.

You've presumably done your atonement for the day, yes? So cut back a bit, let loose. Hell might be pain and torment, but it's also a nonstop party in the bar.

There's even a brand new stage and a karaoke machine for those feeling brave!

Ask the staff demons very nicely and you may even get less scrupulous drugs as well. Things that will convince your fellow damned souls to tell only the truth for a fun prank, or perhaps even potions that will make someone so enamored with you, they won't take their eyes, or hands, off you. How dare they give you the cold shoulder earlier, right? You've got them now.

There are also tables set up for all sorts of gambling and various bar games to entertain yourself with. Since currency as most are familiar with it doesn't quite exist down here, most of the demons seem to be accepting bits of your soul, if you're in a gambling mood. You may also get pulled into a fun game of strip poker against one of your fellow guests for a few succubi that are having a night out.

Relax and enjoy your night. Coming here and facing your sins is the hard part, so surely you deserve to have a little fun, right?



Prompt II
Warnings: sex, aphrodisiacs, potential dubcon/noncon, potential kinks.

The club within Penance has always offered many options for debauchery, but now it seems they're stepping things up a bit. There are themed rooms for sex machines (the same that were present at the carnival) that can be controlled by a demon or a partner. If asked, they'll gladly set you up on stage to put on a performance for the entire club.

They won't side eye you for any other kink you ask for either, however depraved it is.

But the succubi are handing out potions again, that can be taken willingly or not. The purpose of them is to strip away all of your inhibitions... or in certain cases, your mind as well as your will. It will leave those who take the potion as a perfect little pet or slave for someone.

It doesn't matter if you're generally strong-willed or not interested in submitting. You'll find yourself wanting to please someone until it's the most important thing on your mind. Maybe until it's the only thing on your mind. It doesn't even matter if you generally hate or adore the person you've attached yourself to, you'll find yourself sinking down on your knees anyway.

This is the perfect time to play out all those daddy kinks, domination and submission scenes, or perhaps a bit of pet play. It doesn't matter what theme of the game you choose, you're suddenly all for it no matter what.

Because you just want to make someone happy, even if what makes them happy is hurting you as much as pampering.

MISC.
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compelledtoprotect: (such a damn cutie!)

[personal profile] compelledtoprotect 2019-09-16 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[He reached out and smoothed Loki's hair, fingers touching one of those reddened ears briefly. Steve grinned, fairly certain that was analogous to his frequent blushes, if more subtle. He liked it. A lot.]


Like I said before, I still think people would end up squeezing you before stepping on you, but you're definitely a lot safer at this size I think. Promise you'll never be a snake in bed though? If I rolled over, I'd definitely squish you.
dothelokimotion: (Truth takes us to dangerous places)

[personal profile] dothelokimotion 2019-09-17 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
Please. I would bite you before you squished me.

[ but he smiles, amused, tucking his hair around his ears. ]
compelledtoprotect: (kiss5)

[personal profile] compelledtoprotect 2019-09-17 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
Ah ah. You promised you'd never do that, remember? Not allowed to bite me, so definitely no snakes in my bed. Just humans. Asgardians. Whatever you wanna call yourself. Just Lokis. I don't care what you choose to look like so long as I can't hurt you. And maybe something easy to kiss. I like doing that an awful lot . . .


[Steve stepped closer, letting his fingers graze Loki's cheek as he leaned in. He didn't kiss Loki, not immediately, and his fingers moved to toy gently with the man's earlobe. That was adorable, that his ears went red.]


That sound acceptable Loki? Something I can kiss? Hopefully something with a tongue?


[He flicked his over the man's lips, teasing. Steve couldn't help it! It was suddenly so sexy, standing there, talking suggestively and touching Loki just a little. He tipped his head, moving even closer, so that his lips brushed Loki's as he spoke.]


I never thought embarrassing us both would suddenly be so sexy . . .
jelliclerats: (đź“–06)

[personal profile] jelliclerats 2019-09-17 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
It would almost be impressive if you were the worst I could find. As bad as I am, I can't claim that title either.

[ And Nezumi can be bad, but he knows he's not even in the running. He can lean a bit into cruelty, but he's usually more defensive than offensive with a singular exception. After all, attacks increase your chance of death, and Nezumi had something he wanted to accomplish before he died.

He failed.

Sipping at the drink, Nezumi then sits the glass onto the table and circles the rib with his gloved finger. ]


The opposite of defensive is open. I'm too smart for that. My age doesn't protect me from anything so I can't use it as an excuse for stupidity. You don't seem dumb enough to think I should be so blindly trusting, either. Don't disappoint me, Fox. I had higher hopes.
dothelokimotion: (You assume the story is about you)

[personal profile] dothelokimotion 2019-09-17 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, hush. You talk far too much.

[ loki curls his fingers under steve's collar and yanks him closer for a proper, bruising kiss. ]
invicto: (three.)

[personal profile] invicto 2019-09-17 09:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ James let out a quiet chuckle, gasping softly when Steve bit down on his throat. His fingers weaved into Steve's hair, holding him in place until he knew the marks of Steve's teeth would be left behind, and when Steve bared his neck for him next, James was quick to return the gesture.

When he pulled back, there was a perfect outline of his teeth on the side of Steve's neck. He hummed appreciatively, brushing a thumb over the rows of teeth marked onto the skin.

Then he looked up at Steve. ]


Let's move to my room. We'll be more comfortable there.
invicto: (one)

[personal profile] invicto 2019-09-17 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ His lips twitch at the hint of sarcasm, but he too turns his attention to the boxes of junk laying around. It's not that he's not interested in repeating the experience of their first meeting, possibly in a slightly different context, but he knows that being pushy and forceful now won't get him what he wants.

Besides, he does know to sort his priorities, and a stinky filthy basement isn't the place to be making moves on someone, especially when there's something short-circuiting somewhere.

While she manages to find some wires, James has gathered a couple of tools. They look primitive at best, but he figures they might be able to do the job, provided they can figure out what's wrong. ]


Here. These might be handy. [ He says rather than answering her question right away, handing her some of the tools. After a pause, he adds. ] Yes. I remember all of it. Don't you?
invicto: (thirteen.)

[personal profile] invicto 2019-09-17 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It really is such a lovely sight. Klaus could protest but he doesn't, and the wiggling and shifting doesn't really register as real struggling, to James. He'd know if Klaus wasn't having his own share of fun with this.

The sole of his boot drags down Klaus's back, reaching the curve of his ass and digging the heel against a cheek. He lets out an appraising hum, then moves his foot back up, pressing the boot down between Klaus's shoulder blades. ]


You look good on the floor, like the filth that you are. Maybe I should start dragging you around like this, make you clean shit with your mouth. My boots do need a bit of polishing...
compelledtoprotect: (such innocent innocence)

[personal profile] compelledtoprotect 2019-09-18 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[The groan all but echoed as James mauled his neck and he shuddered against the man, getting hard almost instantly. He wasn't going to act on it of course, but he knew James would feel it. And god did he love the want the man looked up at him, possessive and hungry and just . . . It was everything he'd longed for on the island and it was heavenly.

Steve moved reluctantly, sliding off James and offering a hand and a grin. He reached up and touched the bite mark himself with reverent fingers, watching James.]



Does this mean I get a James blanket? Because that would be pretty amazing.
compelledtoprotect: (kiss2)

[personal profile] compelledtoprotect 2019-09-18 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Steve gladly shut up, amused that so many people told him that. They were right, but he couldn't help himself sometimes. And maybe he liked pushing people to be a little rough with him . . .

He kissed Loki back just as hard as the man kissed him making hungry little sounds. Steve had riled himself up without meaning to and while it was a little embarrassing, he wasn't about to leave, not if Loki was going to kiss him. He crushed the man to his chest, making it clear he wasn't in any mood to find something else to do.]
dothelokimotion: (Default)

[personal profile] dothelokimotion 2019-09-18 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ loki groans, twining his arms around steve's broad shoulders and neck. he doesn't mind a little manhandling and quite prefers it, even though loki is quite strong himself. he drags his teeth over steve's lower lip as he licks into his mouth, pleased. ]
universal_charm: (Default)

[personal profile] universal_charm 2019-09-18 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)

He gasped when Frank pinned his hand, stilling beneath him, thighs and hips trembling as the anticipation stilled his breath. Or perhaps Frank stole it with those kisses. Possibly both. Either way his body was aching, needing Frank to stop with this teasing and take him already.

He shifted his hips forward, pressing Frank harder against him, letting out an unmistakably needy groan.

inbello: (Default)

[personal profile] inbello 2019-09-18 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
This is entirely new, and Ronan has no idea how to deal with it. He's not a virgin, but this sensation is unimaginable to him, because he so rarely lets himself think anything much beyond blow jobs and hurried sex. That's most of what he's done. This is intimate, but it's also...with Frank. This isn't like it would be with Adam or Draco or even Kavinsky. 

The noise he makes is just as obscene, maybe somewhat desperate.

I want to take you apart, Frank says to him, and that's halfway to the goal.

"I won't," he promises and means it. He's not entirely sure he can keep that promise, because he already feels like he's not entirely in control of his body here. 
failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Smirk)

[personal profile] failed_antichrist 2019-09-19 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[He looks pissy, for a second, then Setsuna can't help the smirk that appears across his lips as he finally rounds off the last 'r'.]

There. Done. Let's get the fuck out of here, now.
pococurante: (work)

[personal profile] pococurante 2019-09-19 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Spike is impatient to get them out. It doesn't matter to him why they're here. Either they've done something bad enough that they should be executed, or they should be let go. This in-between torment is what he can't stand. Get the job done and move on already.

He does move on to the one next to whichever one Natasha is questioning. Instead of immediately bashing the lock with the butt of his pistol, he does take a minute to examine the chains and see if there's any weak points other than the lock. And listen, because who knows what this thing will have to say. ]
pococurante: (work)

[personal profile] pococurante 2019-09-20 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
"All of them." Spike narrowed his eyes at Frank. "I don't care what they did. Nobody deserves this kind of shit."

With that said, he moved to the next one, checking the chains to see for any kind of weak point he could exploit. Picking locks was fine, but took forever. And he wanted to get these things free one way or the other.
failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Wait huh?)

[personal profile] failed_antichrist 2019-09-20 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Boring? How could almost getting married be boring?" He would enjoy the whole story, but Setsuna aimed to give Steve the same respect he gave him by not prying further.

That got harder when what Steve talked about hard times, the comment of 1940s housewife still in the air combined with being told Steve was from 2014. Then timeline and space travel and -

"Wait. Wait. What? What's this about timelines? And at least the world makes it to 2014. That's good. But what space travel Did you go on a spaceship?" Setsuna couldn't help the barrage of curious questions.
invicto: (three.)

[personal profile] invicto 2019-09-20 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ James smiled a little to himself, as always very pleased to find just how easy it was for him to get Steve hard. His legs squeezed tight around Steve's waist one more time, then he let them fall to the sides, allowing Steve to rise to his feet before following suit.

He didn't let go of Steve's hand even once they were both standing, head tilting to the side to allow Steve to touch the mark on his neck. ]


Maybe. I'll think about it. [ The idea sounded pretty perfect, though, and James dragged Steve to his room, closing the door behind them promptly. Steve's gift was in a bag by the corner of the room, but that could wait. ]
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (soft)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-09-20 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
He wasn't. Far from it. He liked Billy's greediness, and the greedy ease of his body, taking him like that. Frank leaned Billy against the wall a bit, but mostly he was just moving him, closing his eyes and relishing the visceral feeling of a tight, slick body taking him and the soft noises Billy was making, trying to smother.

Frank squeezed his thigh. He didn't dare give him a slap, though he thought about it. About the wicked noise that would make, and how Billy might jump and gasp and clench.

He growled softly against his ear. "Let 'em hear you. C'mon, make some noise."
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (soft)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-09-20 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
It was easy to press in. Frank held the root of his cock just to stay steady and he pressed into him, slow but unrelenting, filling Jim up until there was nothing more for him to give and he was nestled neatly inside, their bodies flush.

Then, Frank waited a moment. He kept his hand on Jim's wrist and then, just as he started to move, shifted his hand so their fingers laced together. It was exceedingly intimate, but hadn't they just shared a very intimate moment, knives and blood and truths shared.

Frank ruined it with a softly uttered, "Fuck," against Jim's jaw. "You feel good."
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (soft)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-09-20 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Frank only hummed against Ronan. There was nothing else to do, after all. His mouth was occupied, his hands busy holding Ronan at the ankle and stroking him teasingly. This was a lovely place to be, a lovely thing to do. Ronan was pliant but not limp or overwhelmed, just at that lovely stage of letting things happen to him.

Between filthy swipes of the tongue and vulgar presses in against the tight ring of muscle, Frank murmured quiet praise to Ronan's skin. Like he could breathe it into him, make him believe that he was a desirable thing.
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (Default)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-09-20 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Frank frowned back, but got to work on the cuffs. There were no keys (not surprising), but there was a fair amount of rust and wear, and it wasn't hard to smash some of the weaker locks with the butt of his gun.

He still thought this was a terrible idea. But what was the point in arguing right now, or at all. It wasn't going to make a difference.
universal_charm: (Default)

[personal profile] universal_charm 2019-09-20 02:05 am (UTC)(link)

Jim’s mouth dropped open in an o, arching as Frank pressed inside of him. He sucked in a breath through a hiss, shuddering as he felt Frank fully settle, the familiar ache of a man inside of him more than welcome. He could feel their chests bumping as they breathed, his cock slipping against Frank’s abdomen.

“Feel even better when you’re really fucking me,” he rasped, fingers happily lacing with Frank’s, squeezing as they lay together, locked so intimately. He gazed up at the other man, red cheeks contrasting the sharp blue of his eyes. “Frank...”

onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (soft)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-09-20 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
"God, you've got no patience in you," Frank teased, nose pressed against Jim's cheek and smiling brilliantly about it. He moved, building up strength and speed, fingers still laced with Jim's. He shifted their hands up, pinning it closer to his head. His free hand came down, shifting how Jim's leg was caught at his waist, pressing him up slightly so that he could get deeper.
universal_charm: (Default)

[personal profile] universal_charm 2019-09-20 02:28 am (UTC)(link)

Eyelashes fluttered, moaning as Frank began to move, adjusting the angle of his hips so that he could drive in deeper. Fuck this was what he needed - the singular bliss of a man inside of him, the heavy weight of him that made it just a touch hard to breathe, enough to make his nerves spark.

“Whoever said patience was a virtue is a liar,” he panted, turning his head to snap his teeth, tugging at Frank’s ear, letting raw, hungry groans as they moved together.