Re: Billy K/Jamie M: the Mayers apartment
So like, he didn't know exactly when it had happened, Jamie, when like, the club-kid thing of like, wanting now and immediate had dulled - or whether it was like, anticipation sharpened keenly through keying shit up to its limits. But yeah, having Billy slowly cant downward until his ass was warm heat and pressure over Jamie's dick was waking him up a little. It didn't like, slam the accelerator even a little. He remembered way too well stumbling over the guy's bedroom threshold and getting blown cleanly and neatly without like, a spare minute to even do more than appreciate the ride. Billy's smile was lopsided, it made it less like, perfect but more real, maybe. His hair was in his eyes, and he used his free hand to push strands of pastel sugar-pink out of the blue as the guy's neck craned to put wet heat at the jut of jaw and neck, and Jamie made a startled noise in his throat that ended on resonation through his nose.
"Which here is here?" And okay, distraction was Billy's like, main effort and goal here and Jamie like, obliged by kissing the guy properly, turning into the brief brush of his mouth with his own, the like, hand he'd used to move the guy's hair catching the guy at the back of his neck, under soft brushed pink over his knuckles. He made it leisurely, way chill, a little warmth swept along the edge of Billy's tongue where it curled and flicked against the inside of his lip. The heat, the pressure was doing what heat and pressure did, and Jamie pushed back on the inside of his elbow and gripped the guy by the hip, finally and sat as up as he could, inseam to inseam in a demonstration of abdominal strength he was pretty sure wasn't the intended purpose of that exercise, but whatever.
"I'm keeping my promise," which, anticipation sort of rolled over in Jamie's stomach and fell through his spine as his skin heated up and his dick twitched to like, half-awake. "But you know, I'm still fixated on you thinking Repose is bigger than New Zealand." He presented Billy with a pleased, crowd-attracting grin at like, centimeter distance and kissed the guy in a long sweep of tongue and leisurely heat that didn't like, preemptively warn the guy he was getting moved as Jamie twisted on the good knee and pushed Billy over with his own body, until they'd broadly switched spots, only Jamie took a generous, inch maybe six back from being crammed up against the guy's body.
"Did you take geography, in New York?" He took advantage of surprise, injected a little smug superiority deliberately and mouthed a spot just under the guy's shirt above his waistband.