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❝Did you miss me?❞ (his kitten @Damn_Good_Shot ) (#Fake Roleplay Account) (MV|MS|MDNI)

Joined May 2013
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❝Fᴀʟʟɪɴɢ·s ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ғʟʏɪɴɢ﹐ ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ·s ᴀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍᴀɴᴇɴᴛ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.❞
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"What makes you think I haven't?" Smirking against those familiar lips, he dragged him closer still. Legs hooking around his waist, rolling the two of them over. "Are you going to be a good boy for me tonight, Tiger?" He cooed, hands sliding up the man's body, guiding his -
“Christ, your hands are cold!—“ The suddenness of the initial touch gave Seb a bit of a jolt, but he was cooperative otherwise, his cock already growing harder with the handling. “…Surprised you haven’t done that already just for a laugh…” The sniper muttered, his body-
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arms up above his head. Jim had been waiting for the prime opportunity to test out the new restraints he'd had installed while Sebastian had been traveling.
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(Using both hands now, he took the man's shaft, easing the rubber cuff down to the base.) Darling, if I thought you needed help, I'd just slip you a viagra. (Once happy with the placement, he pulled Sebastian up onto the bed, lips returning to his lovers.)
(A playful roll of his eyes as a snort of laughter escapes his nostrils.) Cheeky. Hope this isn’t your way of saying you think I need an extra hand getting it up at my advanced age….
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(Slipping a hand into the pocket of his slacks, he plucked out a rubber cock ring, twirling it around his fingers.) Thought I'd put a ring on it.
(Moran’s grinning lips met Jim’s with no resistance, letting the man reel him in and kiss him breathless, his expression dreamy as they parted again.) Oh?
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(Allowing the larger to draw him in, he hummed softly, a grin on his face.) I thought you'd like that. (Arching his body into Sebastian's, he found his lovers lips, kissing him with a deep intensity.) I bought you a little something, kitten.
(Moran took ahold of his lover’s waist as the other man’s hands roamed over his front, steering him closer by the shoulders. He could feel the short hairs on the back of his neck raise as Jim’s promise tickled his ear.) Now /that/ sounds like a pretty sweet deal…
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(Placing the glass off to the side, Jim rose up onto his knees shuffling to the side of the mattress, hands running up along the colonels chest. Hooking over his shoulders.) Tonight, (his voice soft, leaning in so his lips drifted over the shell of Sebs ear). I'm going to make -
(Stepping out of his pant legs, Sebastian takes a few measured paces forward, standing at attention in front of the Irishman, a faint smirk curling the corner of his mouth.)
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your mind melt in the best of ways.
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Very much so. (Eating up every bit of his sniper, he drained the rest of his glass before curling a finger at the naked man.) Come here, kitten.
(The sniper shrugs out of his open shirt and kicks off his shoes. Long digits then find the buckle of his belt and undo it, allowing him to drop his trousers and boxers at the same time.) Enjoying the show?
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(Having acquired a glass of whiskey along the way, the smaller man took a sip of the amber liquid before settling on their bed. Watching with hungry dark eyes.)
If you insist…. (He certainly doesn’t seem upset by the command as he slips out of his suit jacket and tosses it aside before starting in on his shirt buttons.)
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(He's thoroughly enjoying the sight of the man as he made his way into their bedroom. Pulling his suit jacket from his shoulders as he followed after his lover.) Strip.
(Seb utters an awkward cough as he pushes himself back up to his feet, adjusting the crotch of his trousers before slinking off to the bedroom.)
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(Chuckling lightly, enjoying the little pathetic sound, Jim slowly dropped his foot back to the floor and motioned with his head toward the bedroom.) You know where to go.
(A quiet, breathless sound escapes from the back of Seb’s throat, his hips shifting beneath Jim’s polished shoe.) You gonna let me up, or….?
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There's a good boy. (He is applying just a liiiittttle bit more pressure to what lies under his Oxfords.)
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I wasn't giving you the option, Tiger. Come with me.
/Only/ foreplay and you’re looking for begging? Might have to sweeten the pot a little there….
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Darling, all you're gonna be getting tonight is foreplay.
No foreplay or nothing, eh? Just straight into it?
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I want you begging for mercy.
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You should be asking what you could do for me. After all, I do have a rather easy target to get.
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gun play but i shoot myself in the head
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Reluctantly allowing the taller man's frame to rise, he stepped away and slipped his hands into his pockets. A faux sheepish look covering his face as he returned back to his own desk. "Hurry home."
He smiles up at him, then shrugs, "Mmm, you're smart, you'll figure it out." One glance to the time and then he's standing, reaching for his coat. How glad he is that summer is over now. "I'm going for dinner. Text me what you want."
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