APPOINTMENTS POST

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[Action, February 18th] AND THIS WILL BE NC-17 SO GO AWAY KIDDIES

[of_sablier]

[From here!]

Mmm...

[OH that arching is definitely appreciated because it means that Vincent's hips are now pressed right up against Jack's and that friction is just what he needs...

... except there's far too much clothing in the way. Something really needs to be done about that, and he'll be giving Vincent's robe a tug to signal this.]

huhuhuhu

[laceratings]

[ and vincent seems to be in agreement, because his hands are working quickly to remove jack's cravat, tugging it open and tossing it aside, hardly wasting a moment before he's unclasping his shirt as well.

and all the while he's kissing him hard and deeply, raking his teeth against jack's lower lip then apologizing with a quick swipe of his tongue. ]

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[Jack would be mirroring Vincent's actions on the clothing-removal front if only he knew just how that robe WORKED. As it his he's just going to be fiddling half-heartedly with the fastener while his attention is focused on returning that kiss, his tongue darting out to run over Vincent's lip as a way of requesting entrance to his partner's mouth. Those teeth draw a pleased sound and a slight arch of his own hips-- oh yes, this is just how he likes things, however did you know, Vincent?]

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[ and vincent isn't going to help him at all on that front, not until they're in complete darkness; thank goodness vincent's mind isn't so fogged that he's forgotten about the illegal contractor's seal on his chest, and he's not about to go flashing that around, especially to jack of all people.

so instead he reaches up to take jack's hands and tug them away, using them instead to tug him back and toward the bed, and all the while he's kissing him, tilting his head and opening his mouth and sliding his tongue past jack's teeth and into his mouth. ]

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[By now Jack is so hormonally charged that even the sight of an illegal contractor's seal would barely get an eyebrow raise out of him-- he wants to have sex and he wants it now, his entire body almost humming with want and need.

But kissing is a good start and he'll be opening his mouth to allow Vincent's tongue access with great pleasure, sliding his own forward to meet it, hot and slick, and his leg mirrors its movement to slip his thigh between Vincent's and rub teasingly, because there's no way he's letting the other get the upper hand in this situation, not yet.]

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[ jack is moving quite fast, and though vincent normally prefers to draw things out, he's so hot and needy right now that he's not about to argue.

drawing jack back toward the bed, vincent drops his hands to work open the cross clasp at his chest (it's really not that hard to figure out you know!), opening the front of his robes and working open the ties beneath it. ]

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[Jack is already busy undoing his vest (the coat has been unceremoniously dumped on the floor on the way to the bed), fingers made clumsy by sheer need. Once the buttons are undone, that thing is getting flung somewhere to be found later and he's starting in on his shirt because it really is far too hot in here, something needs to be done about that...]

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[ jack sure is doing a good job of that, isn't he?

that's fine, vincent will take the time to open up his heavy, layered robes and let them drop in a heap on the floor at his feet, leaving him in a crisp, ruffled oxford and sleek black pants and, of course, his tall hooker boots.

locking his fingers behind jack's neck, vincent pulls him in for another heated, needy kiss, tugging him back until he feels the backs of his knees bump the edge of the bed. ]

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[Unfortunately for Vincent, between that oh-so-wonderfully distracting kiss and his own attempts at clothing removal, balance is sort of the last thing on Jack's mind, which means that the tugging will end up unbalancing him and send him toppling forward into Vincent.

Which means that Vincent will likely be going backwards onto that bed with Jack on top of him. OH WELL, at least it makes things easier this way?]

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[ vincent's mind isn't so fogged as to keep him from giving jack a flat look.

from here, on his back. beneath jack. ]

... Honestly.

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Ahaha...

[But hey, this position is so much more convenient, don't you think? Jack will just be demonstrating that fact by rolling his hips down as he claims Vincent's mouth again in another fierce kiss.

Why yes, he's very much getting into this, as Vincent will likely be able to feel quite well in this new position.]

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[ why yes, yes he can feel just how into this you are, jack.

it's exciting, though. vincent hums against his mouth and shuts his eyes again, all irritation evaporating as he kisses jack, both arms closing tightly over his shoulders. normally vincent's a great deal more .. aggressive about this sort of thing, but thanks to the effects of this stupid event, he's much more yielding than he normally ever would be with anyone but gil.

but he still needs jack closer. closer. closer. so he hooks one leg around jack's hip and pulls him down flush to his body, gasping into his mouth as he grinds his hips upward. ]

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[Yielding is good. Yielding is very good when Jack is this fired up - although honestly at this point he wouldn't object to being on the top or the bottom as long as sex was being had. If the experiment is making Vincent more compliant, it's making Jack more aggressive, and he responds to that grinding with a muffled moan and a nip to Vincent's lips, not quite hard enough to draw blood but definitely hard enough that it will likely cause a slight twinge of pain.

His own hips roll hard against Vincent's, the friction from the fabric between them at once too much and not enough, and then he's sliding a hand down between them in an attempt to begin the process of removing his now-far-too-tight pants.]

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[ and while jack busies himself with his pants, vincent plucks off his gloves and tosses them somewhere to his right, it doesn't really matter where they end up so long as he gets rid of them.

and after that he's thrusting his hands between them to help jack out with the lacings of his pants, and before they're even fully open vincent is already shoving both hands down the front of them.

what? he's impatient. ]

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[Hello there wandering hands, Jack is not going to be protesting this one bit. In fact, he'll be trying to tug his pants open more both to give Vincent more room and to give himself a little relief, because those pants are definitely not meant to be worn for activities like this. They're far too tight and it's uncomfortable, you know.

He half-laughs, half-purrs his next words, just the faintest note of breathlessness to his tone.]

We're still overdressed...

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[ vincent smirks, his hands circling around jack's hips to shove the waistband of his pants down, rolling it low on his hips, but it's too much work for him to press them down any further than he can reach -- if you want them off, jack, you'll have to finish it yourself. ]

Better?

[ lifting his head, vincent nuzzles his nose along jack's jaw, breathing hotly against his ear and taking the lobe between his teeth while his fingernails hook into the skin of jack's hips, raising small red welts. ]

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Mmm... much.

[And then his breath hitches slightly at the combination of those teeth on his ear and the nails... really, it's no surprise that Jack Vessalius is something of a masochist, if the way his hips jerk forward at that touch is any indication. His own hands find their way to Vincent's hips to pull him closer, just rubbing against him now that he's been freed from the confines of his pants.

But Vincent's pants still need to go too, so at last he'll shift a hand around between them to fumble for the fastener there, fighting the urge to just tear the damn things open.]

[laceratings]

Good.

[ vincent rolls his hips again, craving more of that hot friction, and to make things a little easier for jack.

his hands, meanwhile, rise up to his own collar to begin unbuttoning his shirt - he'd rather not leave it to jack, or he'll lose all of his precious ivory buttons. ]

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[Jack won't object to this, in part because two sets of hands means things will go much faster.

And speaking of, he's got Vincent's pants open now, so it's his turn to be slipping a hand in to curl around and stroke, secretly pleased by just how much he's affecting the other. It's thrilling to feel the physical evidence of it in his hand, and he just savors that for a moment.]

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[ .. savor it for a moment. right. that's exactly what vincent is going to do. he pauses on the fourth button and inhales quickly, arching into jack's touch and breathing out in a low, rumbling purr.

that's nice. ]

Mmn..

[ oh right, buttons. after a few moments vincent finishes unbuttoning his shirt, then leans it up to shrug it off of his shoulders. ]

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[And Jack will just lean in to nuzzle at the bared skin of Vincent's collarbone, resisting the somewhat childish urge to leave a mark there as a sign of possession. Meanwhile, his hand will be giving a long, slow stroke, just teasing for the moment rather than actually trying to pleasure Vincent. There will be plenty of time for that in just a few moments when all of the clothing is off.

... oh, he still needs to actually take his own shirt off too. Doing that now!]

[laceratings]

[ good boy.

vincent will give him a hand by shoving it over and off of his shoulders once the buttons are unfastened. his skin is flushed, and goodness, it's so warm in this little hillside nook; vincent's skin feels like it's burning from within. he arches up into jack's touch again, rolling his hips against his palm.

and once the shirt is gone, vincent's hands dive into jack's hair, gripping hard and pulling him down for another warm, deep kiss. ]

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[Jack returns that kiss with pleasure, once again seeking entrance to Vincent's mouth while the hand stroking him continues its lazy, slow movements, his own hips pressing close to get more friction on his end as well.

But he's starting to get a little frustrated with how slow this is going (at least in his eyes), and a moment later he's trying to shove Vincent's pants down with his free hand, trying to remove one half of the very last layers of clothing between them.]

[laceratings]

[ and vincent will happily give him a hand. or a leg. he wriggles his hips to help jack lower them, then kicks them off once they're past his knees. then both legs are up, his warm thighs sliding over jack's hips.

humming low in his throat, vincent arches, grinding his entire body up against jack's hand and body and warmth, and both of his hands glide down to jack's hips, pressing his loosened trousers down over them. ]

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[Now it's Jack's turn to groan at that sudden increase in contact as they're pressed flush together and he can't stop his hips from jerking forward a few times out of instinct, his cheeks reddening immediately at just how needy that makes him look. Not that he ISN'T, though; his entire body is aching for this and the moment Vincent's hands move to start pushing his pants down, he's shifting his hands to assist him in this, all the while just sort of rolling his hips smoothly against Vincent's in return.]