[Jamie pouts when Dorian takes his hand away but he doesn't resist. He looks at Dorian, full of need and wanting, and his other hand reaches to try to pull Dorian closer between his thighs.]
Then give it to me, [he quips and a wicked grin lights his face as he sidles closer.]
You've been waiting as long as I have, unless you took care of yourself every time you sent me off.
[Jamie bites his lip as Dorian pushes in, holding back a whimper of relief. His restraint doesn't last long and he gasps when Dorian's hips press up against him.]
Oh, fuck yes.
[He's learned by now to be careful about his blaspheming around Dorian and he's gotten fairly good at avoiding it.]
[Dorian whimpers himself as he attempts to hold still, drag out their mutual torment a moment longer. He can't manage it for more than a second, and when he begins o fuck Jamie it's quick and desperate.]
You always feel good, Jamie dear.
[He dips his head to kiss Jamie's throat, setting his teeth to it and holding on. He loves to see his mark on Jamie, and he loves seeing the marks of Jamie's other lovers there as well.]
[Jamie tangles his fingers in Dorian's hair as lips and teeth conspire to leave marks on his neck. He tips his head, giving Dorian as much room as he wants. Jamie loves having marks, and he certainly doesn't mind the way his other lovers get a little possessive if he shows up with bruises.
He knows Dorian delights in seeing the retaliation.
He tries to meet every thrust, urging Dorian as deep as he can get.]
[Dorian wants to drag this out for both of them, but he's far too close to the edge already. He reaches between them to touch Jamie's cock, just a teasing stroke of his fingers along the shaft.]
You're going to come with me, darling. Are you ready?
[He knows the answer already, but it's as much as he can manage to lengthen the experience.]
[Jamie trembles when Dorian touches him, offering a bare stroke.]
Fuck yes, [he gasps, grabbing at Dorian's thigh and his hip.] Dorian, please. Please--
[But he feels it building already. He's been hanging on the edge all night and there's nothing he can do to stop himself now. He whimpers as he tightens beneath Dorian, moaning his name sharply as his head falls back.]
[Dorian can't hold out against that, and he finishes just as Jamie tightens, groaning into his neck, his whole body shuddering with the intensity of it. He sucks in a breath and releases it against Jamie's skin in a laugh.]
[Jamie trembles and slumps back on the bar top, panting for breath as Dorian finishes in him. A grin spreads slowly across his face when he hears Dorian's breathless laugh. He reaches to push his fingers through Dorian's golden hair, fingernails gently dragging along his scalp.]
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Then give it to me, [he quips and a wicked grin lights his face as he sidles closer.]
You've been waiting as long as I have, unless you took care of yourself every time you sent me off.
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No, and believe me, darling, I ache to be inside you.
[He touches his forehead to Jamie's and pushes into him slowly, groaning deep in his throat.]
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Oh, fuck yes.
[He's learned by now to be careful about his blaspheming around Dorian and he's gotten fairly good at avoiding it.]
You feel so fucking good, darling.
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You always feel good, Jamie dear.
[He dips his head to kiss Jamie's throat, setting his teeth to it and holding on. He loves to see his mark on Jamie, and he loves seeing the marks of Jamie's other lovers there as well.]
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He knows Dorian delights in seeing the retaliation.
He tries to meet every thrust, urging Dorian as deep as he can get.]
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You're going to come with me, darling. Are you ready?
[He knows the answer already, but it's as much as he can manage to lengthen the experience.]
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Fuck yes, [he gasps, grabbing at Dorian's thigh and his hip.] Dorian, please. Please--
[But he feels it building already. He's been hanging on the edge all night and there's nothing he can do to stop himself now. He whimpers as he tightens beneath Dorian, moaning his name sharply as his head falls back.]
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Oh you beautiful, beautiful thing.
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You're perfect, [he breathes.] Fuck, Dorian.