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Are you saying that a little thing like naming a drink has the same value as fontech? [Good, you pay attention to him, dammit. The hand is going lower now, grazing the edge of Guy's pants.]

Well, obviously for you it does. [Hmmm. Sex or fontech.

Choices.]

It was the only incentive I had to offer. [Guy if you hesitate again he's leaving and you won't get any for a month.]

No, but I'll agree that it was probably the wisest one. [Hmmm. MMMMAYBE he can set it aside for a little while.]

Maybe I should've saved it for something really big. [Oh, good. Asch shifts to lie beside Guy instead, giving the fontech a little nudge. Get that out of the way already, he wants to indulge a bit.]

Nah, I think you made the right decision. [Oh all right, it can go on the nightstand. For now.

Guy even rolls onto his side and gives it his back as he slides an arm over Asch's waist.]

[Asch smirks at the small victory and leans in to press his lips to Guy's neck.] So what kind of fontech would it take for you to choose it instead?

What...over you? [Guy lifts his chin to give Asch a little more room. It's not often he takes the initiative like this -though he's gotten much better at it- so Guy intends to savor it.]

[Asch makes a vague sound of affirmative, nibbling a bit and not bothering to stop and make a proper response.]

Well... [Guy tightens his grip a little, so it's more as if he's holding Asch than just draped across him.] It'd have to be really advanced, look like you. Bitch like you, sound like you and cook like you. It'd probably have to be exactly like you in every way, so...since that isn't possible, I'd have to say it can't be done.

[Asch pauses, then smiles slightly against his neck, his approval quiet but clear as he starts to move his hand against Guy's stomach again, stroking against his skin as he presses closer. This is nice.]

[Guy agrees. All he has to do is sweet talk and he gets pampered like this!]

[Asch is as easy to please as ever. He lifts up to meet Guy's lips good and proper.

Also those pants are getting groped.]

[Guy sucks in a breath, hand clenching in the back of Asch's shirt.] G-geez, starting off quick huh?

Maybe a little. No telling when you'll want to go back to your fontech, after all. [It's said teasingly, nails dragging lightly over Guy's crotch.]

Guess you've got a point... [Guy shifts his weight anxiously, pressing his forehead to Asch's before he tilts his chin to start kissing down the side of his neck.]

[It's fun to see if he can make Guy squirm, so Asch grinds his palm down, tilting his neck to let Guy do as he pleases.] You can play with it later.

[Guy groans against Asch's neck, clutching at his back.]

[Victory! Asch's lips quirk into another smile, and he loosens the first button of Guy's pants. More fun if it's skin to skin, after all.]

[Guy is going to get back to nibbling on Asch's neck, though in doing so he's going to press closer and make it rather difficult for Asch to undress him.]

[Hey, you bastard. You're in the way. Asch grunts faintly and presses down on Guy's groin again, enjoying the contact but putting some distance between them to get some work done on those pants.]

[Guy shivers, but this time he reaches down and tugs Asch's hand away, draping it over his waist before scooting back closer to him and pushing his collar aside with his nose to latch onto the junction of his neck and shoulder.]

[Asch mumbles a vague protest, nails scraping over Guy's waist, and arches his body against the other man. Maybe some pampering will make it acceptable.]

[Guy just wants to fool around for a bit; Asch is always so ready to dive right in and Guy wants to savor it. So he finds the hem of Asch's shirt and slides his hand up the back of it, fingers against bare skin as he lifts a leg and hooks it around Asch's.]

[Well, if you want to be like that... Asch relents at last, hand shifting away from Guy's pants to slide upwards, fingers tracing the path of his spine. His body is always so touchable, it's marvelous.]

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