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[havesomedecency]

[So after the better part of a day and a half, someone still has a cheerful bubble over his head that simply reads "Masturbation."

Suffice to say it's a miracle that he hasn't shouted himself hoarse by now, but it's all the more clear that something needs to be done about it. That might be why he's making a surreptitious attempt at tracking down a certain Pawn in Clubs...]

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[softariel]

[That does seem to help; Winter leans into it further after a moment, his breath hitching quietly. He curls his fingers against Elliot's back, trying to tug him closer, trying to ease them both back again.]

[havesomedecency]

[Following the motion, Elliot leans him back down against the bed. His hand presses more firmly against Winter's chest, tilting his lips to deepen the kiss.]

[softariel]

[It earns him another pleased noise, soft and approving; now that they're in place, he doesn't seem to be in any particular hurry, running his hands lightly along the length of Elliot's back, just petting to indulge.]

[havesomedecency]

[Elliot seems content to move at a slow pace for now, falling back into their earlier rhythm. he cards his hand lightly through Winter's hair, running his fingertips along his scalp just a little.]

[softariel]

Mmm.

[Winter curls his fingers a little more firmly against Elliot's back, breaking the kiss to lean his head into that touch.]

I, ah. I rather like that.

[havesomedecency]

[Encouraged, Elliot tests the gesture again, pressing more firmly against Winter's head.]

This time—you'll have to tell me what you enjoy.

[softariel]

What I enjoy ...

[It's more thoughtful than anything else, and he keeps leaning against Elliot's hand.]

I like -- a number of things, though I've done better with ... partners who take charge, as it were.

[havesomedecency]

[With a soft huff, Elliot continues to pet him.]

I don't mean to relinquish control. Only—I'd like it if you would continue to tell me if something pleases you.

[softariel]

I can do that easily. I imagine it might be obvious, soon enough.

[havesomedecency]

Then I'll remain attentive.

[He slides his hand down with that, running his fingertips about a nipple, curious.]

[softariel]

[His breath hitches at that, soft and pleased, before he arches his back into that touch, offering himself more to Elliot's hands.]

[havesomedecency]

[That is pretty obvious . . .]

[Growing a little bolder this time, he moves moves two fingers firmly over the same nipple. His breath catches as well, marveling at the sensation, but he watches Winter's face carefully.]

[softariel]

[Winter catches his lip between his teeth after a moment, his breath stuttering before he can quite calm it. His hands move restlessly up Elliot's back, careful of his nails this time, but still encouraging more, as he sees fit.]

[havesomedecency]

[A flush springs to Elliot's cheeks at that sight. He runs his fingers over Winter's nipple again, making slow, tight circles over it. His hand in Winter's hair flexes, the blunt ends of his nails dragging against Winter's scalp.]

[softariel]

[Winter's breath hitches louder still at that, his eyes fluttering shut as he arches further, a graceful curve to his spine. His fingers flex against Elliot's back almost helplessly, as if again seeking purchase.]

[havesomedecency]

[Urged by the pressure at his back, Elliot leans down against Winter. He liked that before, didn't he? His hand moves to lay flat against Winter's chest pushing him down, although he moves his thumb to roll over Winter's nipple in small motions.]

[softariel]

[Winter goes a little breathlessly wide-eyed at that, squirming for a moment before he yields, tipping his head back to expose his throat.]

[havesomedecency]

[That's an invitation that Elliot can recognize. He curls his fingers more tightly in Winter's hair, holding his head where he's tilted it back, before lowering himself further against the other man. A stuttered breath escape his lips for a moment before he drops them to Winter's throat, kissing softly.]

[softariel]

Mmhh--

[The noise is a small breathless one, and he swallows hard under Elliot's mouth, shivering hard. Goosebumps rise on his skin, accompanied by a faint tremor, and his fingers flex harder against Elliot's back; yes, like that.]

[havesomedecency]

[Winter is very good at being encouraging. Elliot kisses at his neck again, harder this time, parting his lips against Winter's skin but stopping short of pressing his tongue or teeth against him. His hand starts to slide lower on Winter's chest, fingers dragging slightly just so he can feel the softness of his skin beneath them.]

[softariel]

[Winter swallows again at that, pressing just a little more into Elliot's mouth with a faint whine. He's soft to the touch -- though bony in places, like maybe eating is a thing he forgets to do more than he should. His hips shift restlessly with that, almost hesitantly polite.]

[havesomedecency]

[Taking charge, wasn't it? Elliot pulls back from Winter's neck for a moment, catching his breath which has gotten a little ragged down. He glances down at his hand on Winter, Winter's body curved beneath him. There's only a moment's hesitation before he leans up, cacthing Winter's lips in a kiss as he moves his hand down over the hem of Winter's pants, stroking him through the cloth.]

[softariel]

Mmhh--!

[He gasps at that, high and startled, his arms clutching tighter around Elliot for a moment, trembling; even when he relaxes his grip he's still shivering, panting softly into Elliot's mouth. He's definitely hard, whining as he rocks his hips into that touch.]

[havesomedecency]

[Elliot can't hold back from gasping in reply as a deeper flush spreads over his cheeks. He bears down over Winter after a beat, pushing deeper into the kiss. Firmly, with a bit more confidence now, he runs his hand over Winter's length, feeling him, pressing down.]

[softariel]

[Winter whines louder at that, a little more fiercely, curling his fingers more securely against Elliot's back and rocking harder into that touch. He presses back against the hold, but it seems less like an attempt to break free and something more like a challenge, eager and wanting.]