Continuation from the Lovestruck Room

[usaisnumberwon]

(continued from here: http://community.livejournal.com/aphdressingroom/1058651.html?thread=162164571#t162164571 )

Of course I am eager. You're the one who worked me up into such a state to begin with. You should be a bit more excited yourself!

*He pulls him into the room after him, stopping to shut the door behind Matthew.*

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[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*He laughs softly.*

You seem a bit meek right now actually.

*He lets his hands wander south on Mattie's anatomy.*

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

H- hey! I'm working on that! [While jumping and squeaking a bit, too.] A little warning would be nice.

But then again, I do like such surprises.

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

Warnings for what? I don't know what I will do next.

*He smiles and kisses him again, giving his butt a squeeze.*

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

Touche, A- [There was another slight jump as he turned even redder. After taking a moment to regain his composure, he ever so casually dropped a hand down onto his thigh.]

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*Oh ho ho? A casual thigh touch hmm? You'll have to do better than Mattie.*

Mmhmmm <3 *He kisses Mattie again, giving those ass cheeks another squeeze. He likes how they fit into the palm of his hands.*

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[He's working on being subtle here. Give him time.]

Alllll. [He mumbled just a bit, smiling into the kiss. Hell. Forget being subtle. He's settling for outright groping him.]

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*He can be subtle another time. Right now he has a wound up Al to deal with!

He moaned, cheeks coloring.*

Mattie...

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[So true. Perhaps he'll put away the subtleness for a change. It can always be pulled back out later, after all.]

Yes Al? [Letting his hand linger, he pressed his palm lightly against him.]

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*Yes. Subtleness can come out later, after the initial burst of sexual tension is dealt with.*

It feels good when you do that... *He's smiling, pressing into you, so he can kiss at your neck. He pulls your shirt out of the back of your pants.*

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[That was always a good time for it to show back up. It was the natural flow of things or something.]

Then perhaps I'll keep it up. [Planning to do so anyway, he let his fingers linger as they moved across from one thigh to the other before he pulled his hand away for just a moment in order to make a brazen move to undo his pants.]

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*Yes, and then it could rekindle the fire so to speak.*

*He gasps softly when you suddenly remove his pants. He hadn't been expecting that. You're usually not that bold. But he likes it, and it shows.*

Do. Please. More.

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[That was plenty of encouragement to get him to continue as he did enjoy it when Al spoke like that. Moving his lips onto his neck, he trailed light kisses along one side and then the other. As soon as he had Al's pants undone, he was slipping his fingers down the front, just barely far enough to tease him.]

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*Al moaned softly before biting his lip. You're very proficient at finding all the sensitive spots on his neck. Worst of all, you're teasing him - even though he's quite hard with need, you're taking your time aren't you?*

Mmmmfff Mattie...

*He whines, grabbing at your back.*

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[Of course he is. Or he's just offering that tiny bit of a pause for him to anticipate what's next.

...which was him slipping his hand all the way in and lets his fingers and hand cup around him, pressing forward just a bit as he does.]

Yes Alfred?

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*He moans again, arching into Mattie's fingers and palm. He wants to grind against those long fingers, rub himself against your palm until he feels satisfied.*

M-more. Harder. More!

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[He pressed his hand against him more firmly, slowly dragging his fingers downwards before moving back up. Leaning in a bit, he nipped his neck just below his ear, hard enough to leave a mark.]

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*He cried out, bucking up into Matthew's fingers. He tugged hard at the shirt on Matthew's back.*

M-Matt...more...more!

*He was still wound up from earlier. He just needs more touching, more fingering and he'll come.*

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[Resting his other hand on Al's hip, he gave him the smallest of nudgeds towards the bed.]

First, we're going to have to fix this problem of standing and then the one of you wearing too many clothes.

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*He moved back towards the bed with haste, pulling Matthew with him.*

Yes...yes too much clothes...no clothes is better...get rid of them all...

*If there wasn't a hand currently in his pants, he'd be trying to rip them off.*

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[Said hand stayed, occuping it's current position for a bit longer before he snuck in a final grope and removed it in order to better be able to remove Al's shirt from him.]

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*He whined when the hand left. He felt...lonely without it there, pressing down on his most sensitive parts. But he tolerated its absence; he had clothing to shed. As did Matthew.*

Clothes go now!

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[There was a small moment of hesitation as he tried to decide whether or not he was going to take the slow, agonizing path or not. In the end, he decided not to and, instead, settled for quickly slipping Al's shirt off of him.]

You certainly have a way with words.

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*He grunted at him, pulling Matthew's shirt off with less finesse.*

I'm all...worked up! I don't need words to tell you what I want!

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[He'll forgive him for doing so this time.

Smirking for just a moment, he let his lips place light kisses upon Al's collarbone. As he did, his fingers traced along the hem of his pants before moving to undo them and slip them off of him.]

I don't know. Words can be nice sometimes.

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*That's very kind of him!

He moans in the back of his throat as Matthew's lips kiss along his skin. He shimmies out of his pants and starts to tug at Matthew's pants.*

Yeah yeah but...today...I...mmm...I want you!