[ Drake barely gets the words out before Magpie makes impact, instinctively catching the smaller man around the waist and with a splay-fingered grip on his ass. The next breath he takes is used to laugh, then he turns them to walk forward into his room so he can put Magpie's back against a wall. ]
You wanna keep me guessing, huh? [ He hitches Magpie up a little higher to slip the arm around his waist free, so that he can get a hand under the other man's shirt. His fingers drag up Magpie's side, following the line of his ribs. ] I've gotta figure out what you like? That's fun.
[ Then Drake's ducking his head to catch Magpie's lips, rocking his hips forward to pin him to the wall. ]
( Oh fuck yes. This is definitely a good start to things. Skipping the drinks and straight to the sex. Thank... you... city??? for offering up this opportunity. )
You can always ask, too. I'm an open book for this stuff. ( Not that he minds a bit of a game, if he can pay attention to it. Right now he's very distracted by that wandering hand. He groans softly, gasping a little when Drake's hand finds a particular spot above his right hip that drives him wild. Fuck, that's a happy accident.
He wraps his arms tight around the other man's neck when he leans in, groaning into their kiss. He's not shy about reaching down the back of Drake's shirt or grinding back against those eager hips. This all feels great, and he's definitely going to encourage all of it.
When he's finally out of breath, he pulls back with a gasp, not waiting a second to press his lips to the side of Drake's neck. ) And what do you like? I get to guess that? ( If those hard kisses and occasional nips say anything, it's that he's not at all opposed to this idea. )
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[ Drake barely gets the words out before Magpie makes impact, instinctively catching the smaller man around the waist and with a splay-fingered grip on his ass. The next breath he takes is used to laugh, then he turns them to walk forward into his room so he can put Magpie's back against a wall. ]
You wanna keep me guessing, huh? [ He hitches Magpie up a little higher to slip the arm around his waist free, so that he can get a hand under the other man's shirt. His fingers drag up Magpie's side, following the line of his ribs. ] I've gotta figure out what you like? That's fun.
[ Then Drake's ducking his head to catch Magpie's lips, rocking his hips forward to pin him to the wall. ]
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You can always ask, too. I'm an open book for this stuff. ( Not that he minds a bit of a game, if he can pay attention to it. Right now he's very distracted by that wandering hand. He groans softly, gasping a little when Drake's hand finds a particular spot above his right hip that drives him wild. Fuck, that's a happy accident.
He wraps his arms tight around the other man's neck when he leans in, groaning into their kiss. He's not shy about reaching down the back of Drake's shirt or grinding back against those eager hips. This all feels great, and he's definitely going to encourage all of it.
When he's finally out of breath, he pulls back with a gasp, not waiting a second to press his lips to the side of Drake's neck. ) And what do you like? I get to guess that? ( If those hard kisses and occasional nips say anything, it's that he's not at all opposed to this idea. )