APPOINTMENTS POST

[of_sablier]

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GO NUTS.

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[of_sablier]

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. ]

[of_sablier]

[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.]

[laceratings]

[ .. 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. ]

[of_sablier]

[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. ]

[of_sablier]

[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. ]

[of_sablier]

[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.]

[laceratings]

[ don't worry about looking needy, jack, vincent thinks it's cute!

weird.

but regardless, he slides jack's trousers over his hips and down his thighs with ease, then leaves the rest to him while he leans up to kiss his throat, his collar, his shoulder, both hands running up jack's warm back. ]