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The drink's called "Going Merry".

And since Guy is back at Good Spirits, I'll leave the mixing - and the prize - up to him.

Thanks for the suggestions.

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[Guy's always been better at this than Asch, but Asch is doing his damnedest to keep up. Wanting to hear more of the noises Guy's making, he shifts away from his mouth and starts working away at his neck.]

[Asch has nice hair. Guy makes it a point to clutch at it.

Also Guy's going to start shifting harder against Asch's hips searchingly.]

[Is he not hitting the magic spot yet? >:/ Well, he'll have to fix that. He grips Guy's hip a bit more tightly, grinding into him, trying to find the perfect place to thrust. Damned elusive prostate.]

[Asch you would be able to tell if you were. Guy wouldn't just be like "oh this is a nice pastime" with his noises.]

[....HE WILL GET THERE OKAY. JUST WAIT.]

[FOUND] Whoa-!

[Oh there it is. Thrust.]

Uhnn-! Ohhh damn, damn...! [Guy clutches desperately at Asch's back.]

You... you're supposed to enjoy it, you know... [Asch gasps with him as he moves, leaning in to nip at Guy's neck. He keeps working on hitting that spot, not wanting to lose the effect.]

I-I am enjoying it, you little... [Guy doesn't bother finishing the sentence, gritting his teeth and tightening his legs.]

I figured as much... [Asch speeds up a little more, groaning against Guy's neck. This is turning out to be a Very Good Idea.]

[And as these things usually go -if they're done correctly, at least- Guy is going to be all "ahh oh Score" and stuff and eventually climax. And it'll be awesome.]

[Seeing as Asch was waiting for him, he's not fair behind Guy. Ahhhhh flop. That was great.]

[Don't do it, Guy. Do not give in to the temptation to be flippant. Be nice.]

[/COMPLETELY CONTENT AND OBLIVIOUS.]

[Thank God for that.

Playing with hair now.]

[Mmmmmmcuddling. That feels nice.

Guy you are such a deceptive bastard.]

[But that's why he's able to stay in such good graces with you, Asch!

Any time you feel like getting out of there would be nice, though.]

[True enough. You're lucky he's kind of retarded.

Oh, right. As nice as it is to cuddle, it's awkward to stay like that for long, so he withdraws and settles down beside Guy instead.]

[Ow ow ow.] I really am spoiled.

...What? [/stupid Fabre genes]

Ahh, don't worry about it. Roll over, I want to mess with your hair.

Mmph. [Apparently Asch considers it unimportant enough to dismiss, so he rolls over without argument, closing his eyes. Speaking of spoiled...]

[Such a spoiled little rich kid.

But the hair-pampering makes Guy feel at ease and offers some familiarity and nostalgia that isn't rank with emo and whatnot, so everyone wins.]

[You gotta cut him some slack, he missed out on this for seven years.

Curiosity strikes after a while, though, and in a mumbled voice, Asch finally speaks up again.]

Why do you like my hair so much?

[He's not going to say 'our', whether Guy likes Luke's hair or not.]

Edited 2009-11-20 07:35 (UTC)

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[Action] oh God the imagery

[Action] a grouchy penis chasing a speedy little prostate man around

[Action] lol what the heck akai

[Action] no? :c

[Action] th-that is just- horrifying.

[Action] I have that effect on people.

[Action] I've noticed. 8|

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