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Tweak says, "Are you my Mummy?"

after_burners (after_burners) wrote in tensor,
@ 2011-05-15 19:47:00

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bobby_drake, sam_guthrie

Bobby - about 2-3am, post Warren's birthday party
Between Sam and the body guard who'd escorted them and Kitty back from the party they'd managed to keep Bobby's noise level down to a dull roar as they made their way across campus and through the dorm. Sam, of course, piggybacking the smaller boy and staggering occasionally as he threw himself around, singing and bouncing and generally enjoying the hell out of the whole affair. Not that Sam minded at all. He'd drunk more than enough that he was glad his staggering was likely attributed to Bobby's antics and...Bobby's antics weren't much different than normal, honestly.

They'd dropped Kitty at her room first, the body guard under orders to see everyone directly to their rooms and not to leave until they were safely locked in for the night. At their own door Sam grinned at the man, who looked very much like he was only resisting the urge to roll his eyes out of professionalism, thanked him, and pushed the door shut.

"Oh Lord," he drawled, staggering slightly as he crossed the room, dropped onto the edge of his bed and...flopped backwards onto Bobby, laughing. "If that was twenty I can't even imagine what twenty-one's gonna be like." His accent had come out thick and warm and slow as hell.

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	after_burners 2011-05-18 03:22 am UTC (link)
	That got him looking back up to Bobby's face, and some of the tension bleeding away...though none of the want. But he was used to dealing with that. "You've known me how long now?" he managed, even if his voice was still low and rough, his accent thick on every word. "When have I ever been articulate?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hewhocometh 2011-05-18 03:30 am UTC (link)
	"Mmm...I love it when you go all country on me," he hummed, fingering the low set first button of Sam's shirt. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	after_burners 2011-05-18 03:41 am UTC (link)
	Sam lost his breath on a low gasp, along with his ability to speak in complete sentences again, and lifted his hand to grab Bobby's wrist. If he'd thought about it he might have meant to be moving Bobby's hand away, but what he did was trap it against his chest and run his thumb slowly over the inside of Bobby's wrist, stroking over his pulse. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hewhocometh 2011-05-18 03:48 am UTC (link)
	Bobby grinned and undid the button. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

after_burners
2011-05-18 04:14 am UTC (link)

Sam's grip tightened, probably to the point of being uncomfortable, and he only held it for a moment before making himself let go. He should back off, he wasn't drunk enough to think this was a good idea...but he was too drunk to be able to make himself back off. Lower lip caught between his teeth, he reached out and caught the lapel of Bobby's jacket and tugged, pulling him closer by it then pushing it down off his shoulder.

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	hewhocometh 2011-05-18 04:22 am UTC (link)
	Bobby settled his hand against Sam's chest and slid it down his breastbone until his wrist caught in his shirt. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	after_burners 2011-05-18 04:37 am UTC (link)
	Sam shivered and pushed Bobby's jacket farther down. Leaned in closer so he could work it off his arm completely, then circle his fingers around Bobby's wrist again. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hewhocometh 2011-05-18 04:44 am UTC (link)
	Bobby leaned in and squinted at him. "Where am I going?" he whispered. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	after_burners 2011-05-18 04:54 am UTC (link)
	"Where you wanna go?" Sam breathed, but he didn't give him a chance to answer before closing the negligible distance between them to brush his lips over Bobby's, warm and soft and only slightly hesitant. Apparently, yeah, he was just that drunk. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hewhocometh 2011-05-18 05:00 am UTC (link)
	His smile made kissing a little difficult at first, but he was able to overcome that relatively quickly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	after_burners 2011-05-18 05:15 am UTC (link)
	Sam leaned into Bobby, slow but steady, pushing him back onto his back again, hand still on his wrist and pinning it to the bed next to his head as he licked at Bobby's lips. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hewhocometh 2011-05-19 04:50 am UTC (link)
	Bobby went, pliant the whole way, and threw his other arm about Sam's neck as he settled. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	after_burners 2011-05-19 04:59 am UTC (link)
	Sam was well past being able to care how much he'd probably regret this in the morning, and he settled his weight over Bobby with a quiet moan as he kissed him again, tongue slicking into his mouth this time. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hewhocometh 2011-05-19 05:09 am UTC (link)
	His mouth opened, and he propped a leg, to wall Sam in on one side. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	after_burners 2011-05-19 05:28 am UTC (link)
	The hand not still pinning Bobby's wrist slid down his side, catching at the hem of his shirt and pushing it up so he could splay it over skin. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hewhocometh 2011-05-19 06:11 am UTC (link)
	His fingers followed Sam's spine down, then back up and across his shoulder. Sliding between them, he grabbed a fistful of Sam's shirt and tugged it free. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	after_burners 2011-05-19 06:25 am UTC (link)
	Sam nipped at Bobby's bottom lip before pulling back enough to pull his hand loose from beneath Bobby's shirt and slide it up to start popping the buttons all the way down. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hewhocometh 2011-05-19 06:42 am UTC (link)
	"Will you still talk to me in the morning?" Bobby quipped. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	after_burners 2011-05-19 06:50 am UTC (link)
	"Prob'ly depends on how hung over I am." And look at that, apparently somewhere along the line he'd loosened up enough to be able to talk again. Not that he was all that interested in talking, and he ducked back down to taste the hollow of Bobby's throat as he pushed his shirt back off his shoulders. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hewhocometh 2011-05-19 06:56 am UTC (link)
	"By the--After-noon...then?" he gasped, arching beneath him and exposing more of his neck. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	after_burners 2011-05-19 06:59 am UTC (link)
	"Prob'ly. So long as y'ain't-" He paused to lick a stripe up Bobby's throat and mouth over his Adam's apple. "Too loud," he finished, before sucking at the skin just below Bobby's jaw with a pleased moan. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hewhocometh 2011-05-19 07:04 am UTC (link)
	"Can I be loud now?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	after_burners 2011-05-19 07:07 am UTC (link)
	"Oh hell yeah," Sam breathed, grip tightening at Bobby's wrist at the same time that he closed his teeth over the tendon in the side of Bobby's neck. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hewhocometh 2011-05-19 07:11 am UTC (link)
	Bobby made a sound that was more pleasure than surprise. He didn't know if it was the alcohol or whether Sam was just always this way when amorous, but damn if he wasn't enjoying every second of it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

after_burners
2011-05-19 07:24 am UTC (link)

Sam liked that sound, and he licked at the spot he'd just bitten before shifting to repeat the process on the other side. Gentle scrape of teeth, slightly firmer bite down, quick passage of his tongue over the spot.

Mark had broken him in pretty damned well, really. Once the alcohol got him past the inhibitions of doing this with Bobby it was really just...him, and he wouldn't have been any different stone cold sober. If he'd have done it at all sober, anyway.

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