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Tweak says, "I see you."

Roger James Timothy Davies (rogeringdavies) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-03-07 12:52:00

Entry tags:

character: marcus flint, character: roger davies

RP: Date Night
Who: Roger and Marcus

What: Dinner, couch makeouts, possibly a bit of under the shirt fondling.

Where: Roger's flat

When: Saturday, 7th of March

Rating: NSFW - just to be safe

Roger bustled around his kitchen, pulling utensils and ingredients out with the terrifying determination of someone who, while lacking in the finer details of the culinary arts, has decided to overcome such shortcomings with sheer bloody mindedness. His boyfriend was coming over for dinner tonight, and putting aside the deep thrill that the word boyfriend gave him, he was adamant that the shepherds pie and crème brûlée he was making for Marcus would be perfect.

By the time he had finished cooking the meal and placed both dishes under warming charms, he shirtless and had extinguished one small fire (with his shirt, obviously,) but was deeply satisfied with the results of his endeavour. He was just heading to his bedroom to put on a fresh shirt when there was a knock on the door. "Coming," he called, changing direction and heading down the stairs to the door. He opened it and smiled, "Hello stranger."

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rogeringdavies
2015-03-07 07:14 am UTC (link)

Roger rolled his eyes and drew the man into a one armed hug, pressing his lips to the other man's lips for a tingling moment. "Come in and make yourself at home," he said over his shoulder as he padded up the stairs and into his bedroom, pulling on a dark blue collared shirt and the heading into the living room.

"So," he said, sliding up to Marcus with a huge grin. "I know you're bummed about the game today, but I am going to make it my mission to make you forget all about it, okay?" He placed a hand on each of Marcus' hips and pulled him close. "What do you think of my plan," he asked quietly, grinning at Marcus. He knew he made the other man nervous, although he didn't really feel that bad as his own heart was thudding at a hundred miles an hour as well. Besides, someone that perfect deserved to be made to feel nervous every now and then."Plus, I made you shepherd's pie and crème brûlée, but its nice and safe under some heating charms. So the question is, would you like me to uh, distract you first, or should we eat?"

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marcedflint
2015-03-07 07:53 am UTC (link)

Marcus allowed himself to be drawn inside - it wasn't as though he wouldn't follow Roger anywhere the man asked, and yes, he was fully aware of how ridiculous that made him, but he'd already come to terms with how head-over-heels he was for the man. The kiss still made him flush slightly, but before he could return the gesture, Roger was gone again, leaving Marcus to stand there waiting.

It wasn't as though he hadn't been here before, even before this new thing between them had started, but it somehow felt different, or at least, like it should feel different. Thankfully, the younger man came back before Marcus could get too lost within his own head, and he gave Roger a small, almost shy smile. He felt a slight shiver go up his spine at the feeling of the man's hands on his hips, and for a moment he was frozen, unsure of what to do or how to react. All of this was so new to him, but after a few seconds he reached out slowly, one hand coming to rest lightly on the side of Roger's neck, his fingers softly reaching the line of his cheekbone.

"I'm always distracted by you," Marcus admitted quietly, still smiling softly as he spoke.

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rogeringdavies
2015-03-08 06:01 am UTC (link)

Roger felt a thrill as Marcus slowly placed a hand on the side of his neck. There was something incredibly hot about the slow, deliberate, and almost shy way Marcus acted around him that made Roger feel incredibly sexy. He also had the suspicion that when push came to shove, and he'd helped the other man bring down some of his barriers that things wouldn't be hesitant at all - a thought that brought a warm feeling to all the right places.

"I know," he replied simply, closing the distance between them and engulfing Marcus in a decidedly heat-filled kiss. He started slow, allowing the older man to become familiar with the situation before he began to become more aggressive, biting down on Marcus' lip, before breaking contact and kissing along his jaw and into the hollow of his neck. Meanwhile, he slowly moved his hands under Marcus' shirt, relishing in the feel of his taut body. "How about that," he asked with an arched eyebrow. "Does that distract you?" He leaned back a bit and grinned, a challenge clear in his eyes. "What else would you like me to do for you?"

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marcedflint
2015-03-08 08:44 am UTC (link)

It was still difficult to believe, at times, that this was actually reality - there were times in the quite of the night that Marcus found himself unable to sleep for fear that he'd wake up back in his cell at Azkaban. While not unfamiliar, he hadn't had those thoughts in couple of years, and they made it so that he cherished every word or touch that passed between them, as if everything could shatter without warning.

Chuckling, Marcus was halfway through rolling his eyes at the comment before his eyes fell shut at the feeling of Roger kissing him. The rest of the world seemed to melt away, until the only thing he was aware of was the man pressed against him. He returned the kiss, a little hesitant, and couldn't hold back a sharp inhale at the feeling of hands against the skin of his ribcage. It was slightly difficult to breath, what with Roger's mouth on his neck, and it took him a few moments to wrap his mind around whatever words had just been said to him.

"I... Yes," he admitted, ducking his head slightly in an attempt to hide the blush he could feel staining his cheeks. The question was more difficult, and Marcus shrugged, not knowing how to answer other than an unsure, "Whatever you'd like?"

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rogeringdavies
2015-03-08 09:09 am UTC (link)

He smiled as Marcus returned the kiss, thrilled that they were actually making some progress after so very long spent wastefully pining after one another. In his opinion, they'd wasted months of sex at the very least, and Roger was determined to overcome that deficit as soon as humanly possible. There was of course the small but important fact that he was generally head of heels for Marcus, but with the blood rushing away from his brain and down to his groin, he decided that that was a thing he could think of later.

Roger rolled his eyes, and moved a hand down to linger suggestively. "Tonight isn't about what I want, but what you want." He kissed Marcus' neck again before pulling back and thoughtfully taking of his shirt. "Although anything you want I'll want to. You mustn't think that I'm being selfless in any of this," He tilted his head, and cupped the other man's crotch in his hand for emphasis, gently maneuvering him until his legs were against the couch. "Quite the opposite in fact. So tell me, lover, what would you like to do to me? Anything at all."

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marcedflint
2015-03-09 03:04 am UTC (link)

Marcus sighed, exasperated and fond, at seeing Roger roll him eyes, before losing his train of thought completely when there was one less layer of clothing between them. He let Roger maneuver him without protest, stumbling slightly before regaining his balance, one hand automatically wrapping itself around the younger man's waist to help ensure he stayed on his feet.

There was half a moment when he froze, feeling trapped by the furniture behind him, but one deep breath brought with the reassuring scent of Roger's skin, and he forced himself to relax. Nothing was happening here and now that he didn't want, or that he couldn't get away from if he truly desired to do so. He took another breath to consider the question, absentmindedly stroking his fingers over the skin of Roger's ribcage, further distracted by the placement of the younger man's hand and his own growing desire. "I don't know," Marcus admitted quietly after a moment. "You're the expert here," he tried to tease, though a little self-depreciation of his own inexperience bled into the words.

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rogeringdavies
2015-03-16 03:42 pm UTC (link)

Roger made a hmmm noise when he felt Marcus' big, warm hands on his hips. Those hands definitely belonged on Roger's hips, among other places. "This is going to be good, okay," he said reassuringly, you definitely deserve to blow off some steam.

He gave a mock sigh and sunk to his knees, before looking up at Marcus to gauge his reactions. Satisfied, he grinned, and turned his attention to removing the other man's belt and trousers. "Are you okay with this," he asked, even as he moved himself between the other man's knees. There was definitely something deeply pertinent to Roger's interests there, and he felt a swell of need in his chest and groin. Grinning, he backed away long enough to rid the other man of his pants, and then to stare at the impressive sight before him, before finally closing the space and placing his mouth on the head of Marcus' dick. For what seemed like an eternity, Roger focused on bringing the other man to climax - licking, and sucking, and gently stroking it along the way. Finally, when his throat was ready, he slowly inched down until his lips were around the base. He looked up at Marcus, brought his mouth back off it and grinned. "So, am I doing okay?"

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marcedflint
2015-03-21 04:54 am UTC (link)

Without knowing what to do with his hands - or any other part of himself, really - Marcus was at a bit of a loss as to what he should be doing. Of course, he was rapidly finding it difficult to breathe, let alone think at all, since it had been so long since another person had touched him in such a manner.

He couldn't help the way his eyes fell shut, nearly overwhelmed with sensation, and he could feel his fingers clench periodically at how good everything was. He blinked his eyes open at the question, huffing out a small laugh as he bent down to capture Roger's again, unable to respond verbally but trying to pour his gratitude and affection into the kiss.

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