Goodbye LJ...
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windandwaterThis is just to make it official for those who don't know, but I'm leaving LJ completely. For the rest of this week at least. Tomorrow is the Bar Exam and it runs for three days, so don't expect to see me about at all until Thursday night. Or even until the weekend since I plan on spending Thursday after the Bar drunk and crying. No online time for me at all. *whines* It will be hard, but I know I can do it.
So, because I'm a total h0r like that, I am declaring this to be a spam post. Go ahead. Run wild! Give me fics, give me links, give me pics, just babble to your heart's content and rape my inbox so I have something to see when I finally DO come back to the wonderful world of LJ. I don't even care if you write me a drabble and post it one word at a time. XD;
Though, I've tried to make a spam post before and it failed a bit miserably, so I don't have very high expectations this time around. Feel free to prove me wrong though!
♥
So, because I'm a total h0r like that, I am declaring this to be a spam post. Go ahead. Run wild! Give me fics, give me links, give me pics, just babble to your heart's content and rape my inbox so I have something to see when I finally DO come back to the wonderful world of LJ. I don't even care if you write me a drabble and post it one word at a time. XD;
Though, I've tried to make a spam post before and it failed a bit miserably, so I don't have very high expectations this time around. Feel free to prove me wrong though!
♥
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Re: Business Lunch
Date: 2006-02-21 07:58 am (UTC)Instead of answering with words, Quatre pulled Duo’s hips towards him with one hand, while the other took a fierce and possessive hold on Duo’s erection. Casting one last sultry smirk at Duo, he took the heavy erection in his mouth and sucked lightly.
Duo cried out, hips bucking, and grabbed for Quatre’s hair. “Aahh, Quatre!” he gasped, tossing his head back. “D-don’t tease.”
Quatre shot him a look that clearly said “I’ll take as much time as I damn well want to,” switching his free hand to Duo’s wrist to ease the pull. With more free play, he began to go down on Duo in earnest, taking the whole head in his mouth and inching slowly down his shaft.
Quatre delighted in the taste of Duo; the heat of him in his mouth, the scene filling his nostrils, and the noises and motions he was able to wring for his lover. He found a part of his mind comparing Duo’s reactions with Trowa’s, but dismissed it; his lovers were two very different people, and he loved them each for what they were.
For instance, Duo was much noisier than the usually restrained Trowa. The soundproofing in his office *was* quite good, but he was getting a bit worried. He gave Duo’s hip a warning squeeze, and Duo, making an effort to focus, got the hint and stuffed a hand in his mouth.
Even with that restraint in place, Duo couldn’t contain his moans, arching up against Quatre’s mouth as he came closer and closer to completion. “Mmmnh... Ahhh... Quatre...” he whimpered. Though he would have died rather than admit it, being here, in Quatre’s place of power, was a real turn-on... to say nothing of Quatre’s skill at blow-jobs! Duo might not have been any good at giving head yet, but he was getting a lot of practice in receiving them.
Quatre pulled back, licking the tip of Duo’s erection like a lollipop, and Duo couldn’t help but tighten his hands in Quatre’s hair with a whimper. Quatre winced, but he still found it a familiar and comforting gesture, and he stroked his hand slowly up Duo’s chest, tracing along the shifting muscles. It really had been a long and lonely morning, and he was very hungry.
Nevertheless, he leaned his elbow into Duo’s hip, pressing the other down onto the desk. HE was in charge this morning, not Duo, and he didn’t intend to let his lover forget that!
Beneath him, Duo whimpered, not up to arguing. “More,” he begged instead, all pride forgotten. Quatre obliged, deep-throating the shaft again, and he felt Duo cry out and clench underneath him, very close to the edge.
Duo arched up, biting down on his hand, and still a muffled scream escaped him as
Re: Business Lunch
Date: 2006-02-21 07:58 am (UTC)Even when Duo lay on the desk, spent and panting, Quatre found it hard to tear himself away. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then licked it. He couldn’t stop touching Duo, with his fingers, his palms, his lips and his tongue. Oh, lord, he wanted to fuck him so much --!
“...Quatre.” Duo was panting hard, and reached for his lover through a daze.
Both hands braced on the edge of the desk, only inches from Duo’s chest, Quatre managed an almost normal tone. “...Yes, Duo?” he said.
“You... you’re just...” Duo couldn’t seem to finish. Gathering his energy again, he reached up and wrapped his arms around Quatre’s neck, gathering him in for a kiss.
Quatre’s cock was throbbing insistently, trapped inside his pants. He so wanted to -- maybe now was the time -- “No -- wait.” With difficulty, breathless, he untangled himself from Duo’s arms and pushed away from the desk. Taking a deep breath, as the sight before him caused any blood that might have been left in his head to rush downwards, he reached to undo his pants.
“Wha -- huh?” Duo pushed himself up on his elbow, confused and still a little dazed. His nipples were still hard, standing out on his chest, Quatre saw.
“I just need to... I want to...” Taking his aching cock in his hand, Quatre began to pump it, eyes still moving hungrily over Duo’s sprawled body.
“To what?” Duo was definitely beginning to regain a little of his composure. He shifted forward, a seductive little smirk crossing his face. Quatre couldn’t repress a whimper at the sight.
“...Finish my lunch. Oh, Duo, you’re so beautiful it hurts... I just have to...” It was getting more difficult to form coherent thoughts, much less witty replies.
Duo smirked and slid one hand through his bangs, pushing them away from his eyes. “Going to come all over my face again?” he asked.
“I admit, the idea does have -- appeal. Think you can hide the mess?” Quatre hunched over slightly, unconsciously swaying towards Duo again, even as his hand moved faster over his erection.
Duo’s eyes flicked down to Quatre’s crotch, then back up to his face, and he licked his lips. “Oh, yeah... pump it, babe... you know you want to come all over me.”
Re: Business Lunch
Date: 2006-02-21 07:58 am (UTC)Even when Duo lay on the desk, spent and panting, Quatre found it hard to tear himself away. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then licked it. He couldn’t stop touching Duo, with his fingers, his palms, his lips and his tongue. Oh, lord, he wanted to fuck him so much --!
“...Quatre.” Duo was panting hard, and reached for his lover through a daze.
Both hands braced on the edge of the desk, only inches from Duo’s chest, Quatre managed an almost normal tone. “...Yes, Duo?” he said.
“You... you’re just...” Duo couldn’t seem to finish. Gathering his energy again, he reached up and wrapped his arms around Quatre’s neck, gathering him in for a kiss.
Quatre’s cock was throbbing insistently, trapped inside his pants. He so wanted to -- maybe now was the time -- “No -- wait.” With difficulty, breathless, he untangled himself from Duo’s arms and pushed away from the desk. Taking a deep breath, as the sight before him caused any blood that might have been left in his head to rush downwards, he reached to undo his pants.
“Wha -- huh?” Duo pushed himself up on his elbow, confused and still a little dazed. His nipples were still hard, standing out on his chest, Quatre saw.
“I just need to... I want to...” Taking his aching cock in his hand, Quatre began to pump it, eyes still moving hungrily over Duo’s sprawled body.
“To what?” Duo was definitely beginning to regain a little of his composure. He shifted forward, a seductive little smirk crossing his face. Quatre couldn’t repress a whimper at the sight.
“...Finish my lunch. Oh, Duo, you’re so beautiful it hurts... I just have to...” It was getting more difficult to form coherent thoughts, much less witty replies.
Duo smirked and slid one hand through his bangs, pushing them away from his eyes. “Going to come all over my face again?” he asked.
“I admit, the idea does have -- appeal. Think you can hide the mess?” Quatre hunched over slightly, unconsciously swaying towards Duo again, even as his hand moved faster over his erection.
Duo’s eyes flicked down to Quatre’s crotch, then back up to his face, and he licked his lips. “Oh, yeah... pump it, babe... you know you want to come all over me.”
Re: Business Lunch
Date: 2006-02-21 07:58 am (UTC)The words choked off as he lost control, and splattered all over his hand, and Duo’s chest and stomach. He shuddered and moaned, nearly falling into Duo, who grabbed at his arm to steady him while he came. Duo put a hand under his chin and tilted his face up, bringing him in for a kiss before the aftershocks had fully finished.
After a few moments Duo pulled back, eyes bright, and licked his lips again. “You made me all messy,” he said.
“Yes, well -- well, that often happens with take-out food.” Quatre began to get his breath back, and with it, some modicum of shame. He nearly fell back into his office chair, and pulled Duo down onto his lap again.
They sat there for several minutes, not speaking, just breathing and enjoying the moment. Finally Duo stirred. “Maybe I should bring lunch more often,” he said.
“Mmm. You should.” Quatre grinned. “Although, come to think of it, I haven’t had any actual food yet. You’re tasty, Duo, but not filling.”
Duo laughed, and pushed himself up on one arm to brace against the arm of the chair. He bent his legs to prop his feet against the other arm, sitting cross-legged over Quatre’s chair. “Well, I have an appetite to fill, too!” He reached over tot he desk, and ruffled around for the forgotten take-out cartons.
Quatre’s stomach rumbled, causing him to blush and Duo to laugh. He chose to ignore both. “Then -- let’s eat!”
This was definitely one of his best business lunches ever.
Re: Business Lunch
Date: 2006-02-21 07:58 am (UTC)The words choked off as he lost control, and splattered all over his hand, and Duo’s chest and stomach. He shuddered and moaned, nearly falling into Duo, who grabbed at his arm to steady him while he came. Duo put a hand under his chin and tilted his face up, bringing him in for a kiss before the aftershocks had fully finished.
After a few moments Duo pulled back, eyes bright, and licked his lips again. “You made me all messy,” he said.
“Yes, well -- well, that often happens with take-out food.” Quatre began to get his breath back, and with it, some modicum of shame. He nearly fell back into his office chair, and pulled Duo down onto his lap again.
They sat there for several minutes, not speaking, just breathing and enjoying the moment. Finally Duo stirred. “Maybe I should bring lunch more often,” he said.
“Mmm. You should.” Quatre grinned. “Although, come to think of it, I haven’t had any actual food yet. You’re tasty, Duo, but not filling.”
Duo laughed, and pushed himself up on one arm to brace against the arm of the chair. He bent his legs to prop his feet against the other arm, sitting cross-legged over Quatre’s chair. “Well, I have an appetite to fill, too!” He reached over tot he desk, and ruffled around for the forgotten take-out cartons.
Quatre’s stomach rumbled, causing him to blush and Duo to laugh. He chose to ignore both. “Then -- let’s eat!”
This was definitely one of his best business lunches ever.