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Erik von Brandt đŸ”„ Roy Mustang ([info]burningitout) wrote in [info]thereincarnates,
@ 2015-11-24 21:59:00

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Entry tags:andy lang, david ryan, erik von brandt, finley melville, gabriele whistler, holly strange, mark scott, riley kingston, shae holloway, violet ward

Who: Erik von Brandt & OPEN
What: PARTY THREAD. If Erik has to turn thirty, he’s doing it with a bang.
Where: The Capitol Club, Los Angeles, CA
When: Forward dated to Wednesday, November 25; evening
Warnings: Let’s go with ‘expect anything’.


Erik wasn’t a complicated man.

Actually, that was a lie. Erik was a very complicated man, but he did a good job of pretending that he wasn’t. It helped that the superficial layer of rock star out looking for a good time wasn’t completely off base, even if it wasn’t all there was to him. For the night, though, it was the only part that mattered, because Erik had invited anyone who wanted to come to a party at the Capitol Club, and he was hoping that the turnout wouldn’t be disappointing. He was also hoping for at least some nice legs in short skirts, but hey, he’d live if he didn’t get everything he wanted for his birthday. Look, it didn’t hurt to ask, did it? He wasn’t forcing anyone into a miniskirt.

He might have pregamed a little before he’d headed to the club, but it had only been a few beers. Good, strong, German beer, but still just beer. Just enough to get him started before he stuck with whatever selection of beer the club itself might have had. Hey, he didn’t remember what a place had on tap, from visit to visit, especially if he hadn’t made it there in a while. It wasn’t long after the place had opened for the night that he walked in the door, grinning and ready to be the life of the party, as soon as anybody started showing up. His bandmates, of course, were expected to be there, because Erik would give them shit about it for a few months, until he came across something else to give them shit for, if they didn’t show up. You might think that wasn’t much, but Erik was pretty good at being a giant pain in the ass, if he really wanted to be. It was a gift.

Just to get the night kicked off on the right foot, Erik started off by buying a round for all of the early birds that were there with him, and raising his pint glass of dark ale to them all. “To thirty, the year where you’re supposed to magically be a real adult!” He didn’t stick around at the bar long, though. He had people to mingle with, and someone whose drinks he’d already promised to take care of for the night. Erik von Brandt was a man of his word.


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Re: David/Finley
[info]lovesomepie
2015-11-28 01:16 am UTC (link)
David had thought that maybe after a week and a half, the memories of their last encounter would have dulled enough so that it wouldn’t be quite so jarring to see Finley again, but that apparently wasn't the case. Not even close. It wasn't that David had trouble looking him in the eyes, but as soon as David saw Finley, appearing out of nowhere right in front of him, all those memories immediately came rushing back to him as if they were still brand new and fresh. He couldn't pretend that it hadn't happened, and they both knew it.

It wasn't exactly surprising to see Finley in a suit, despite the casual atmosphere of the club, and David wasn’t actually sure he’d ever seen Finley outside of a suit. Well, except for when he was taking off the one Finley had been wearing. David swallowed at the thought, trying not to seem too affected by it as he came to a full stop on the outskirts of the main floor, blinking in surprise at Finley's entrance. David probably should have expected it, considering how often Finley was popping in on him without warning. He'd just blame the slight stumble backwards on the fact that he was a little drunk.

He wasn't really a suit kind of guy, though he had worn them before. Just not if he didn't have to, and David wasn't exactly impersonating an FBI agent on a daily basis. He was wearing something appropriately laid back but rock, meaning jeans and a leather jacket, though now he was starting to rethink the jacket as a poor choice, feeling the heat on his body begin to steadily rise at being faced with Finley Melville in front of him. David grinned, taking an entirely telling sway forward that was meant to be a casual step. Definitely not sober. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you.”

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Re: David/Finley
[info]swelltricks
2015-11-30 01:52 am UTC (link)
Really, Finley had suspected that David might have had a bit to drink, to work up the courage to send Finley that first text, and continue to flirt with him in the ones following it. He wasn't entirely sloshed, but Finley could see the telltale signs of it. Eyes a bit bright, face a bit flushed, movement a bit less fluid, less subtle, than usual. Not that David was precisely subtle at the best of times, of course, but moreso than to stumble toward him like he had. Finley raised a hand, braced David's shoulder with it and squeezed, gently, before letting it drop again. "It is nice to feel as though you're appreciated."

Drunk or not, David did look good. The neck of his shirt dipped low enough to show a bit of chest, and Finley's eyes were drawn to it as if magnetized. He knew exactly what lay beneath that shirt, now, and while that should have killed a bit of the mystery, and a bit of the interest, it really didn't. Finley wanted to get his hands up under it even more, grip on to David's sides and pull him in again, press their bodies together. The flirtation, and fumbling attempts at sexting, of their texts, and the amusement that Finley had felt at David's try at it, flared into sudden intense interest.

"Isn't it, Squirrel? Nice to feel... wanted?" Finley licked his lips, eyes trailing David from head to toe. He certainly wanted David, and it didn't take any great observational skills to realize that David wanted him, too. He wasn't about to pounce, though, not so easily. Not until he could drag David off somewhere, of course. If David was willing to admit that he wanted it, of course. Somehow, Finley didn't think that was going to be a problem.

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Re: David/Finley
[info]lovesomepie
2015-12-01 10:00 am UTC (link)
That small bit of contact with Finley's hand on David's shoulder, however brief, was enough to get his mind and his heart racing. It was like a sudden, electric shock, leaving David blinking and entirely distracted directly afterward once Finley had dropped his hand back down to his side. The last time Finley had his hands on him, David had been in a much more compromising position than this. A thought that had the heat rising in his face, though David's cheeks were already well flushed from the amount of alcohol he'd very recently consumed.

David hadn't been drunk at all during their first encounter, but in the aftermath, he found it was a lot easier to make a move with a little bit of liquid courage. He'd needed it just to make those initial texts, and being face-to-face with Finley now, he was glad for the slight fuzziness in his brain. He also couldn't ignore the way he noticed Finley now, the raw attraction at the front of his mind that made it impossible for him not to notice how he looked in that suit. How the pants hugged at his hips in a way that made David swallow, and it wasn't something he'd ever noticed on a guy before, but he noticed it on Finley.

They weren't as close as they had been the last time, but they were close enough that Finley had been able to reach out to grip his shoulder without straining, and close enough that neither of them had to raise their voices to talk, despite the noise of the club. David wasn't sure where exactly any of his bandmates were at the moment, not to mention anyone else attending the party who might notice him and Finley, but David was just drunk enough that he almost didn't care. Almost. Which was why he didn't immediately make a move to step any closer.

"Is that it?" David was drunk but he didn't miss the way Finley looked him over, eyes trained on Finley's face and lips slightly parted in an expression that could only be described as unadulterated lust. His voice was much huskier due to a combination of too much to drink and a lot of repressed sexual tension. "You want me to admit that I want you?"

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Re: David/Finley
[info]swelltricks
2015-12-03 05:38 am UTC (link)
It was exactly what he wanted, of course, but admitting that would be a piss poor way of playing this game, wouldn't it? Finley never came out and asked for what he could manipulate his way into getting, instead, and though he regarded David far more highly than most of his usual hook ups (with, of course, the exception of Jace, who played the game just as well as Finley anyhow), that just made it even more important that he play his cards close to his chest, didn't it? They had a business relationship to maintain, after all, entirely separate from their lust. It wouldn't do to be getting everything all mixed up.

"It's really best that it's clear to all parties involved, what it is that you want, isn't it? It's about consent." Finley spread his hands to his sides, deliberately away from touching David. "I wouldn't want to do anything that you didn't expressly want. You're a classy lady, after all, I wouldn't dare presume that you want me to, say... kiss your neck." Finley didn't touch him, but he let his gaze fall heavily on the precise spot on David's neck that he would have chosen to kiss. Just in case David wasn't thinking closely enough about it, already.

He tucked his hands into his pockets, still an appropriate distance from David. No one would know from his body language what it was that he wanted to do to David, at least, though his face told the tale clearly enough. "Or that you wanted me to drag my fingernails down your chest, to the waist of those ridiculous jeans. That you'd like it if I grabbed your ass and pulled you in against me so you could feel my body next to yours, or if I wrapped my hand around your cock and gave it a nice rub..." Oh, David wanted all of those things, every last one. Finley could tell from the look on his face that he did, that he wanted them very much.

"I wouldn't want to assume, though, without your telling me so." Of course, it could be argued that the entire purpose of David calling him there was giving him consent to have his wicked way with David's body, but Finley stood back, trying to look as though butter wouldn't melt in his mouth. David would ask for it, now, even if he hadn't planned to before.

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Re: David/Finley
[info]lovesomepie
2015-12-04 09:12 pm UTC (link)
Kind of hilarious that Finley was suddenly preaching about consent, but then, teleporting someone without telling them first was a little different than hooking up when one of you wasn't sober. David wasn't so drunk that he didn't know what he was doing, but you could still make the argument that his judgement was impaired, though David wasn't so sure that had anything to do with his amount of alcohol intake. Being drunk had given him the courage to text Finley in the first place, but the thought had been in his head since long before he'd started drinking. David's judgement had been impaired when it came to Finley for months, and he knew, even now, that this was most likely the worst kind of idea. Once was enough, he shouldn't be willingly letting Finley get this close to him again, but he wanted him to. That was the problem.

They may not have been close enough for either of their body language to really give anything away (all David's really gave away was that he was drunk, and couldn't precisely stand still without swaying a little, though not so much that he would have fallen over. He wasn't that drunk), but if anyone had been paying attention to the way they were looking at each other, it would become all too clear. David couldn't take his eyes off the way Finley's mouth moved while he spoke, and the things he was saying... David unconsciously licked at his own lips, unable to stop himself from imagining it all, everything Finley described, and parts of him inside ached for it. He could practically feel Finley's gaze on his neck, heavy and undeniably a turn on.

"Are you a mind reader?" Maybe David hadn't been thinking that creatively in the midst of his drunken revelation to send Finley those texts, he'd mostly just been fixated on the idea of 'sex' and 'Finley', but the things he described didn't exactly sound horrible. David was grateful that he wasn't so drunk that he'd have trouble getting it up, but he'd had enough to drink so his physical reaction time was a little slow and he wasn't already sporting an obvious hard on in his jeans. That would have been embarrassing. He wanted all of it. Even with as sore as he'd been after the fact, and yes, David had been sore. Any kind of stretch on your body would be, especially a kind of stretch you'd never done before. David wasn't opposed to doing it again.

"Yeah. I want it." He took a small step forward, invading the outskirts of Finley's personal space and lowering his voice so no one around them could hear. Not that anyone would be all that surprised at what they heard, most people assumed they were a 'thing' now. Were they a thing? The bass from the music playing in the club was starting to vibrate through the floor, though that wasn't why his heart was beating a little faster as he grinned. "Besides. I think you like my ridiculous jeans."

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Re: David/Finley
[info]swelltricks
2015-12-05 07:38 am UTC (link)
Even without the more obvious physical signs of David's interest, Finley had enough experience to note the more subtle things. Not that David was subtle about any of this, including his interest, at all. No, he was licking his lips, staring at Finley's mouth, clearly willing for Finley to do something that was entirely outside their usual business arrangement. Of course, that meant that Finley was staring at Davids' lips, too, staring and parting his own, ever so slightly, a huff of breath escaping through them as he internally rejoiced that he'd at least gotten close enough to David's train of thought to know that they wanted the same things.

All he said, though, was, "Swell tricks, darling. I have them, if you recall." The only trick here, of course, was being able to read a man's body, his reactions, well enough to know that he would welcome the sort of attention that Finley was offering. Not much reading to be done, though, when David was the one stepping in closer, into Finley's personal space, and while it was intriguing... this was the sort of situation where Finley preferred to be in charge. Still, he could humor David for a moment, he supposed, if it would make him happy. Not that he cared about David's happiness, of course. It wasn't quite in his nature, was it? This was, he told himself, entirely selfish.

He couldn't help but laugh, lips curving into a smile that made him look younger than his age, younger than the age he'd been when he'd become Crowley and age had become a thing of the past. "I suppose they do have their merits, the way the cup your ass is amazing." If he was going for commentary about David's body, he supposed he really should go all the way with it. "And sometimes, if you move just right and you're feeling particularly... perky..." No need to elaborate, he didn't believe. David would get precisely what he meant. "You can catch a glimpse of the outline of your cock in them, sometimes.

If that wasn't a reason to enjoy a particularly tight pair of jeans, Finley didn't know what was, and David did wear them exceptionally well. "I believe, though, that I agree with your earlier comment..." He trailed off, let David think for a moment to see if he could remember their texted conversation at all. "Having pants on really is highly overrated. I'd be willing to change that, if you'd like."

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Re: David/Finley
[info]lovesomepie
2015-12-05 11:49 pm UTC (link)
David may have been making some kind of first move, with that step forward, but he was hardly feeling in charge. In all honesty, that small step into Finley's personal space had really just been the product of liquid courage. David felt in over his head with Finley, had before anything physical had ever happened between them, but especially now. The rules had been changed, but David had never known what the rules really were before, and he definitely didn't know what they were now. They'd been walking a thin line with each other for so long that now that they'd plunged right over it with some... intensely steamy dressing room sex, David had no idea what to do with it, or himself.

Thinking about their last encounter wasn't really helping the confusion of where they stood, but it was doing wonders for completely re-shifting his priorities. David would rather think about all the ways Finley had made him feel so fucking amazing that it still gave him chills just remembering it. He'd never come so hard in his life, to David's recollection. He didn't often remember his hook ups by how hard he came, but considering how much that encounter stood out in his mind, David was pretty sure that was an accurate account of his experience.

"So you have been staring at my ass. I knew it." It still happened so infrequently that it always took David by surprise when he actually heard Finley laugh, it sounded so much more genuine than the usual sarcasm that came out of his mouth that the contrast was a little jarring, but it made David's grin widen to something almost shit-eating. He liked it when Finley did something as human as laugh, it made the man feel more tangible than the demon he regularly professed to being.

He was genuinely pleased at the compliments, though the minute Finley mentioned the outline of his dick, David's grin disappeared as his jaw dropped a little in surprise, mouth hanging open uselessly as it became obvious that he had no immediate come back to that. Finley: 1, David: 0. Not knowing what to do with his hands, David stuffed his own in his pockets too and cleared his throat, meeting Finley's gaze again a little more intently than before. Oh, he remembered their text conversation. David swallowed. "Yeah? Maybe we should go somewhere, then."

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Re: David/Finley
[info]swelltricks
2015-12-06 06:22 pm UTC (link)
Had this been one of their many conversations on the boards or over text messaging, Finley thought, that moment when David's jaw had dropped would have signaled the point at which David gave up and stopped responding. It was easier to measure, face to face, that it wasn't that David had lost interest in the conversation at all, it was because Finley had managed to take the conversation that one step past playful banter and into leaving David uncomfortably turned on by the thought of the things that he was proposing. It was also more satisfying, seeing it on David's face instead of getting only radio silence out of the bargain.

Perhaps it should have been disappointing that David had finally learned the next step in their dance, instead of fumbling about amusingly trying to find his footing, but considering where that next step led, Finley wasn't complaining. There was no sense in pretending that he hadn't been staring at David's ass, and cock (and yes, Finley wasn't just teasing, he'd managed to steal a few glances along the way, and the skinny jeans that David preferred really didn't do much to disguise any shift in interest), particularly when he was all too willing to go along with David's proposal and get another excellent look at both.

Finley could have teleported the both of them to his apartment, or David's, in the blink of an eye... but really, he'd just gotten to the party, hadn't he? He really ought to at least have a few drinks before he left, and since David had been the one to invite him, he would be the one paying for them. He supposed he could insist on that happening before David got any attention to his dick, but considering how much he enjoyed that, as well, and that it had been his primary reason for going... it seemed that a compromise really ought to be in order.

"Many dark corners in this place? Or should we go straight to the bathroom?" Finley looked around, trying to spot the best place for a quick hook up. Something to take the edge off, for both of them, and then by the time they'd spent long enough at the party for him to consider it worth his time in even attending, much less paying to get in, he was positive that they'd be up for round two back at one of their places. It really was the best solution, he thought, particularly as it allowed them both to get off twice, so long as David didn't get too drunk to function. He'd have to remind him, if it looked as though he planned to get any more tipsy than he already was, what he'd be missing out on if he passed out.

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Re: David/Finley
[info]lovesomepie
2015-12-07 11:50 pm UTC (link)
They'd been playing a game of chicken with each other for a long time, that was something David could recognize fully, now that they were past it. He'd rarely ever won those games, it was usually Finley who had taken it a step too far in the past, and left David gaping, open mouthed and speechless on the other end of his computer, or on his phone. Of course, back then it had been easier to pretend that it had just been that: banter. Maybe not harmless, David had never been that naive not to realize he'd essentially been leading on a demon. Or at least, it would have been leading on, if it hadn't been entirely mutual. That had been the part David had been blissfully naive to for long enough.

Finley had won another round, but they weren't playing that game anymore. They were playing an entirely different sort of game, one which the rules still weren't immediately clear, but David knew enough to know what would happen next. The anticipation of their next encounter was so powerful David could practically feel the hairs on his arms rising with it, though that was ridiculous. How could any person want someone that much? It just didn't make sense. And yet, the more David looked at him, the more he thought about what they had done, what they could do, the more he felt that lump in his throat rise and the rest of him start to react to just being in the vicinity and allure of Finley's body heat.

David hadn't been expecting Finley to suggest they hook up somewhere here, though maybe he should have. Still, he wasn't immediately opposed to the idea. Blame it on the alcohol (god he really hated that song), and the resolute and unyielding need to get off with the man in front of him. David looked around, catching a glimpse of Erik at the bar with some brunette, Violet and Andy were close by too, and - wait, was that Mark? David squinted before shaking his head, trying to concentrate on the more important question at hand. All his bandmates were too busy to notice what David was doing, or who David was with, so he had nothing to worry about except figuring out where they could go and not be seen.

Not that hooking up some place where they could be seen had stopped them before. Just the thought had David's heart beating a little faster, and he was too impatient to wait to get somewhere more secure. He suddenly remembered that this place had a VIP room, and tonight, because of the festivities, it had been specifically reserved for just members of REDO and any invited guests. Right now all his bandmates were elsewhere, so it wasn't being used. David nodded at the roped off entrance on the second floor, almost above the DJ's booth. "That dark enough for you?"

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Re: David/Finley
[info]swelltricks
2015-12-08 12:19 am UTC (link)
Finley noticed David's glance around the room, was even able to determine what it likely was all about. Wouldn't want anyone to catch the two of them sneaking off, would he? As much as there had been gossip about the two of them, Finley doubted that David wanted to actually confirm it. It likely wouldn't discourage his fans any, of course, Finley had done his research enough to know that the lead singer of REDO was openly gay. Engaged, he believed, so he was even more unavailable in the fans' eyes. Seeing David waltz off with a man there was a picture of him kissing likely wouldn't be all that much of a scandal, or attract too much judgement from his friends.

That didn't meant there was any great need to be blatant about it, of course, as far as Finley was concerned. He liked a good bit of drama as much as the next man, of course, but he preferred that the drama be far better engineered, and not at his own expense. When one was in Finley's line of work, a certain degree of closeness was enough to be counted as a weakness. One kiss, caught on camera, was nothing. A kiss, followed by being seen obviously heading off together at a party a couple of weeks afterward, was the beginning of what looked like a pattern. David's darling sister herself had seen his closeness with Juno and made certain that Finley was aware that she'd seen it. Some of the less savory of Finley's customers in the entirely human side of his business wouldn't think twice to threaten David, if they received the impression that Finley care about more than sex.

No matter, though. It was a reincarnate party, and everyone seemed bit more focused on the man of the hour himself than David, so far as staring fans went. In the matter, he supposed, he and David were old news. Erik von Brandt and the hot little number at the bar was, he believed, new. Finley held his hand out to touch David's arm, again, and decided that, if he'd really care to get his rocks off, he ought to at least give him some warning as to what he planned. "Dark enough. Ready, darling?"

Fine, perhaps it wasn't so much a warning as it was a rhetorical question. Finley teleported them to the room that David had indicated; them leaving together by foot would be just as suspicious as him teleporting them straight to their destination, of course, and it would give far more time for far more people to notice that they were going somewhere. He didn't give David time to protest, though, once they were up in the privacy of the dimly lit VIP room. He used his grip on David's arm, and the fact that the other man would be off balance thanks to the unexpected shift between one place and the next, to yank him forward and press their lips together.

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Re: David/Finley
[info]lovesomepie
2015-12-08 05:29 pm UTC (link)
David couldn't claim to be aware enough that he was actually thinking that far ahead, but maybe subconsciously he was. Not that he thought any of his bandmates would actually care, they were all open minded, and Owen was an openly gay man. David just didn't want to deal with their questions. There had been enough of those after the picture of them kissing surfaced, and the You Tube video of their very public argument that had gone viral. The questions about him and Finley had just started to die down in the press too, thankfully, so David wasn't exactly that eager to stir them up again by being seen here with him tonight.

Not that he was ashamed of Finley or anything. That wasn't it, that wasn't what this was about, David was just... he just didn't know how to handle this. Any of this. It was one thing, hooking up with someone and having the press be all over it. David had dealt with that enough when he and Andy had been a thing, which felt like a million years ago now. No, the part that made this weird, and David unsure of how to navigate, was that he was a hunter, and Finley was a demon. There were lines that shouldn't be crossed that had already been crossed, and were about to be crossed again. The inebriated haze was just a nice reprieve from having to care about that, an excuse to keep making those bad decisions.

He actually expected Finley to teleport them that time, or maybe it was just that he'd come to always expect that now. It certainly was a habit for the other man to pull the rug out from under David's feet like that, and this time, at least, it seemed to have a real purpose beyond just throwing David off his game. The less people who saw them leave together, the better, and teleporting right to the VIP room meant less chance of getting followed. The hand on his arm, and Finley asking him if he was ready was indication enough, and David's eyes found his just before they disappeared, steeling himself as best as he could for it.

Despite being more ready for it than he usually was, David was still off balance when they reappeared in the dim lit room, nearly toppling over if it hadn't been for Finley's grip on his arm. Of course, the downside to teleporting in instead of walking in past the velvet roped entrance was that no one on security would know the room was already occupied, if someone else decided they wanted to use it. Again, they could be easily caught here, but isn't that what made it a little more exciting? All thoughts instantly vanished when Finley yanked him forward, the alcohol in his system and the sudden shift in gravity going straight to his head as he all but fell into him. The second David felt Finley's lips on his, he responded with a soft noise of surprise, immediately pressing more urgently into the kiss and dragging his free hand up Finley's chest.

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Re: David/Finley
[info]swelltricks
2015-12-09 04:36 am UTC (link)
That tug had gone quite a bit better than Finley had thought it would, so far as desired results were concerned. He’d expected David to resist, at least a bit, to give him a fight even though he’d admitted that he wanted it, wanted him. Instinct, he supposed he expected, a natural inclination to fight when one was being manhandled. David didn’t seem to mind at all, judging by his reaction to Finley’s attempt to pull him close. Of course, quite a bit of that was probably whatever he’d had to drink before Finley arrived, but he wouldn’t complain so long as it got him what he wanted from David
 namely, an agreeable capitulation to Finley’s attempts to tug him precisely where he wanted him to be, up against his chest and far easier to kiss.

The noise that David made was strangely charming, as though it still took him by surprise when Finley’s lips pressed to his in spite of the fact that it wasn’t precisely new anymore. It was almost innocent, as far as anything that Finley involved himself in could possibly be innocent, even with David pressing into it like that. Finley nearly smiled against his lips, making a pleased noise as David slid his hand up his chest. Quiet, of course. They’d still have to be exceptionally quiet, of course. They were still somewhere semi-public. But soft noises like that, gentle noises of pleasure, they could likely get away with those. For the moment, until they started to get carried away, he’d enjoy them. Then
 fingers in his mouth had done a brilliant job of convincing David to quiet down, before. He’d like to see if they worked as well a second time.

Finley let go of David’s arm, dropped it to David’s hip, as well, and squeezed gently, tugging David’s hips closer to his. No point in pretending it wasn’t where they were going, after all, even as he took the time to warm David up to it
 not that he thought David would need much warming up, unless the alcohol had slowed his reflexes that much. Quite alright, though, because Finley had no doubt that he’d be up to the task of persuading David’s cock that it wanted to perk up and take an interest in the proceedings. A bit smug, perhaps, but Finley thought he’d earned the right. After all, their last encounter had ended fairly spectacularly for David, and clearly hadn’t scared him off the thought of sex with a man for life.

His tongue teased at the crease of David’s lips, not quite demanding entry but trying to coax David to give it up willingly, first. He rather thought he could persuade David into an oral fixation, if he’d paired the feeling of Finley’s fingers in his mouth with his orgasm. Sex that good, it could give you quite a few new kinks. Not that Finley had developed any, of course. Except, perhaps, for his fingers over, and in, David’s mouth
 he’d jerked off to the memory, over imagining what those lips, that tongue, would feel like against his cock, instead. They’d gone rather straight for the prize, after all; David’s mouth hadn’t quite gotten the workout that Finley might have given it, had he been any more in control of his own reactions to the situation.

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Re: David/Finley
[info]lovesomepie
2015-12-09 08:43 pm UTC (link)
Had he been a little less inebriated, there may have been more resistance, but then, David was already kind of used to Finley manhandling him wasn't he? He fell against him easily, the only outward sign of any resistance was the eventual slight bracing against his chest with the hand he'd slid up it, once he’d found some footing. More noticeable once Finley grabbed him by the hips that provoked a sharp intake of breath from David, attempting to pull him in further. He flattened his arm from elbow to wrist against the slope of Finley's chest, curling his fingers into the shirt material there and bracing himself as Finley drew him in, pressed their mouths together and David felt that first slide of Finley’s tongue against the line of his lips, causing him to shiver.

It was like sense memory overload, that first press of lips, Finley’s hands on his hips, it sent David spiraling back into memories of their last encounter, coming to him in flashes that had his head spinning as much as the amount of alcohol in his system, and the way they were colliding now. He’d worked hard not to think too much about it over the last week and a half, but the truth was, every chance his brain got it found a way to remind David of that night, especially when he was asleep and had the chance to dream about it. The amount of times he’d dreamed about him and Finley doing this was an embarrassing amount that he’d never admit to except under duress, but now with Finley touching him, and being not entirely sober, it was no easier for David to pretend he was keeping it cool than when he was texting Finley to get him here.

With the room dimly lit and the gentle but persistent vibrations coming from the DJ’s speakers that David could feel traveling through his feet, it really did give off the illusion that they were entirely alone, even if that was far from the truth. Just outside these walls, in the midst of all the noise, were any number of people who could walk in at any point. In his mind, he was alone here with Finley, and there was only the gentle nagging in the back of his head telling him that he wasn’t, giving David that slight sense of urgency that had his body not resisting Finley for long.

It wasn’t so much Finley kissing David that surprised him, more the sudden yank towards him coupled with the kiss, but David adjusted, head spinning a little and something warm igniting in the pit of his stomach at the noise Finley uttered. Kissing Finley felt exactly like it had the first time, his lips on David’s just the way he remembered. It didn’t take much coaxing to get David to part his lips for Finley willingly, the tension in his arm bracing against him giving out and David let his hips fall fully against his, opening his mouth to Finley with a shuddering inhale as he stopped fighting it, chests pressing together as he stepped into the embrace.

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Re: David/Finley - ADULT CONTENT BEGINNING
[info]swelltricks
2015-12-10 01:14 am UTC (link)
Had he been slightly less caught up in the slide of his lips against David's, Finley might have complained that David's grip was wrinkling his shirt, and they still had quite a bit more party to get through before he went home and changed it. He'd have argued that the fact that he could likely set it to rights with no more effort than snapping his fingers didn't matter, that it was all about the principle of the thing. Since David's lips parted for him easily, let his tongue slide between them and sweep the inside of David's mouth, he forgot about that protest entirely.

Finley kissed David deeply, but slowly, taking his time to feel out the kiss, now that things were a little less desperate between them, the fire not yet fully blazing. More like it was banked, ready to be stoked into something that would leave them both scorched. Where scorched was fucked out, of course. Their first time, and the kisses that had come before it, had been a more frantic thing. Now, Finley took the time to appreciate the taste of alcohol on David's tongue, somehow more interesting than if he'd been the one to drink it, himself.

The thrumming of the speakers under their feet did block out quite a bit of the sense of other people near them, that they could be overheard. No one would overhear anything over that music, not enough to know precisely what it was that he and David were up to, in their cozy little nook. Only if someone was approaching would they have to worry, and Finley rather thought they'd slipped away early enough into the evening that David's friends wouldn't be ready to tear themselves away quite yet. They had a bit of time, at least, to enjoy each other.

David stepping closer felt like permission for more, and Finley slid his hand from David's hip to his ass, gripping through his jeans. The other went to cup the younger man's jaw, holding him firmly to the kiss as their lips pressed, softly clinging to one another with the suction of the kiss. He held their hips firmly together, no telltale bulge in Finley's pants quite yet. They'd just begun, after all, and there'd been enough time between those stimulating texts and this that he wasn't quite worked up enough, yet. He'd get there, though. Fast, if past experience was anything to go by.

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Re: David/Finley - ADULT CONTENT BEGINNING
[info]lovesomepie
2015-12-10 07:08 pm UTC (link)
It was the kind of kiss that you actually had the time to sink into, actually much more like one of the first kisses they'd shared, as opposed to all the ones they'd exchanged the last time. Technically the second kiss, as the first one had been for the sake of a deal. That kiss in Finley's apartment had been unexpected, but not rushed after that initial explosion of heat, it wasn't quite as frenzied between them like it had been in David's dressing room, as desperate to kiss each other as they were to get each others clothes off and do things to each other that you couldn't take back afterwards.

This was a lot more like that kiss in Finley's apartment, where David actually had the chance to appreciate Finley's tongue inside his mouth as they felt each other out, slowing himself down enough that the mere slide of lips against each others made his chest flush with a warmth that nearly ached. Finley kissed him so slowly, so deeply, that David could soon feel it all the way down in his toes, completely overpowering the vibrations still flowing through the floor and nearly making him forget where they were entirely. David honestly couldn't remember the last time he'd been caught up like that in a kiss, sober or not, to the point that he forgot himself.

His tongue slid out to meet Finley's, angling his head more into the kiss to deepen it further. When Finley grabbed his ass like that, holding David more firmly to him, David made a small noise in his throat, nearly grinning if it were at all possible with his mouth open like that. The corners of his mouth twitched, but otherwise, he was merely left with the urge to smile, Finley grabbing his ass and pulling him in against him just like he said he would earlier, out in the club. If there was one thing David had learned about Finley Melville, it was that he typically made good on his promises.

David didn't shy away from it, instinct taking over as his hand released the front of Finley's shirt and slid up further, coming to clasp at the back of Finley's neck while his other arm circled around Finley's waist, leaning even further into the kiss, as much as he could so that he was as pressed against Finley as he possibly could be. With the hold Finley had on his jaw, there was no immediate way to break from the kiss, not that David really wanted to. Fitting his open mouth more firmly against Finley's, he tilted his chin and inhaled deeply into the kiss, getting in as much of Finley as he could before either of them had to stop for breath.

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Re: David/Finley - ADULT CONTENT
[info]swelltricks
2015-12-11 07:11 am UTC (link)
Finley certainly didn't mind David kissing him as though he was all that he could possibly need to breathe in. Unfortunately not the truth of the matter, but Finley enjoyed being ranked above something so necessary as air in David's priorities. For all of his strengths, Finley was rather susceptible to flattery, and that sort of need was the best flattery of all, really. He kissed back, just as deeply, and carefully, tongue brushing against David's as he plundered the depths of his mouth. He'd like the chance to learn all of the nooks and crannies of David's body, of course, from mouth to ass to the bend behind his knee. It wasn't worth thinking too closely about, of course. Merely a desire for knowledge, obviously. Knowledge was power, after all.

The hand on David's ass massaged gently, absently, at the firm globe of flesh through his jeans. It was a nice handful, of course, and even nicer unclothed. Finley had appreciated the way it pushed against his hips, the first time they'd fucked, but he really hadn't gotten a chance to get his hands on David's ass like he'd have liked, once they started. No need to cup it, to control him by Finley's grip on it. A worthwhile sacrifice, considering how very hard the both of them had come, but the beauty of a repeat performance, as he'd found, was savoring those little details you hadn't had time for, the first go round.

They did need to breathe, Finley knew, and he pulled his mouth away regretfully. There hadn't been much space for kissing, during, either, nor did he anticipate a chance for it this time, either. He supposed that meant they needed to make another go of it, after this. Three times, it still didn't mean anything other than that they were exceptionally eager for one another's bodies. Nothing personal about that, was there? As complicated as David Ryan being himself, and Dean, made things, Finley didn't see any harm in already thinking about a third chance to do all the things to David that he'd fantasized about, even in the midst of the second.

He trailed his lips back to David's ear, muttered softly, "Tell me what you want, darling, and then I'll tell you what I'll give you." Their options, had Finley not been a demon, would have been rather limited. Since he could summon in whatever sort of materials they might need, it was less a call for the kind of activities that precluded a need for a condom. If David wanted Finley to fuck him again, there was nothing in the way of it... but that did ruin a bit of the fun, sometimes, a bit of the frustration that gave way to greater pleasure at having to find another way about things. Finley had a few in mind already, of course. When it came to sex, he was always prepared.

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Re: David/Finley - ADULT CONTENT
[info]lovesomepie
2015-12-12 01:23 am UTC (link)
The attention to his ass had David leaning a little more purposefully into Finley, the longer and deeper the kiss got, the gentle massagings of Finley’s hand on his ass provoking a sound of approval from the back of David’s throat, already caught up in the moment. He liked the way Finley handled him, David thought blissfully somewhere in the midst of his intoxicated mind as he experienced a certain amount of dizziness from the gentle collision of hands and mouths. Confident, and unapologetic, two qualities that Finley arguably had in spades on any given day, but especially it almost seemed in the way he touched David, once they’d crossed the line into the kind of touching that they were doing now. He handled David like he had every right to David’s body, and in the moment, David didn’t necessarily mind, not when the end result of Finley touching him was mind blowing sex. He really didn’t mind the hand on his ass either.

By the time Finley pulled away, David felt dizzy, and he probably would have swayed on his feet if he hadn’t already been so firmly interlocked with Finley. His hold on the other man, and Finley’s current hold on him, kept David grounded enough that he was able to keep his balance once their lips detached, though David was infinitely disappointed that there was any need for it. His own need for oxygen had never been so annoying, and already a little blissed out by the kiss, and drunk, David uttered a soft grunt of disappointment. He could still practically feel Finley’s tongue inside his mouth, exploring David so slowly and thoroughly that it left him aching for it afterward.

Finley’s lips near his ear caused David to shiver, mind already flooding with mental images of everything he thought he wanted to do with Finley. This was still so new that David still couldn’t fully wrap his head around the fact that these were things he wanted to do with another man, but now, especially being drunk, he was able to just blow right past that initial confusion. The confusion could wait, it would still be there later after David had sobered up, but for now, it was nice not to feel like he had to dwell on it. Right now he was a lot more into the idea of doing things with Finley that involved taking off clothes again, instead of worrying about what it meant that he even wanted to do those things. Sometimes David allowed himself to be led around by his dick.

“What I want
?” David smiled lazily, head still feeling light and enjoying the strange haze that had already begun to surround them with how their bodies had already connected, and still were. He clutched at Finley a little tighter at the thought, head craning into his touch as the hand around Finley's neck fell, sliding purposefully down the front of his chest before David dipped his finger into the waistband of Finley's pants. He tugged on it lightly, turning his face into the hard line of Finley’s jaw and mouthed at the skin. “I wanna do something we haven’t done yet.”

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Re: David/Finley - ADULT CONTENT
[info]swelltricks
2015-12-13 12:15 am UTC (link)
The list of things they hadn't done was far shorter than the list of things they had, of course, which meant Finley could certainly oblige that request. As enjoyable as their first time together had been, it would get boring if they did the same thing every time. Finley expected they'd both get bored of it sooner or later if they kept doing it, anyhow, but there was no sense in burning through that possibility for a good time any sooner than they had to. Something that they hadn't done... he tilted his head to the side, giving David more room to mouth at his jaw without any awkward bumping or having to reorganize themselves. It was... nice, David's mouth on his neck. Very nice. Finley's breath caught in his throat, until he released it in a sigh.

The possibilities were very nearly endless, but the memory of David's lips around his fingers led him in one very particular direction that, by all rights, would have been a step that most people took before getting fucked in the ass. They weren't, of course, most people, but it did seem a shame to have skipped it when David had such a hot little mouth. What Finley really wanted, of course, was for David to suck him off; everyone was inherently selfish, when it came to sex, and anyone that claimed that pleasing their partner was the ultimate goal was lying. Everyone wanted to get off, and doing the same for your partner was just an exchange that made them more likely to agree to do it again, later.

The problem, of course, was that Finley was absolutely certain that David had never sucked a cock before in his life. Gotten blowjobs, most definitely, from whatever girl had been swept up by his good looks that week. Finley very much doubted that David had gotten through high school a virgin in almost every sense of the word except for taking it up the ass. Whether or not he'd ever had it done right, Finley very much doubted. He'd been blown by both, and men were simply better at it. More familiarity with the plumbing, of course, and far more enthusiastic as they were very much aware of how very good it felt. Women would never understand what it was like to have a penis.

"I'm going to suck your cock," Finley told him. It wasn't a suggestion by any means; he'd told David that he'd tell him what he'd give him. That was exactly what he was doing. "You're going to pay the most excellent attention, darling." It might be difficult for David to do that, particularly since Finley intended to absolutely blow him away with a masterful blowjob, but so long as he focused at least a bit on it, Finley was certain he could pick up enough to not completely fuck it up. "You're going to come down my throat, and then once you have, you're going to get down on your knees and show me what you've learned." Finley did hope that the delay in getting off would at least result in a far better job of it.

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Re: David/Finley - ADULT CONTENT
[info]lovesomepie
2015-12-14 12:36 am UTC (link)
It was a little strange, still, kissing someone's jaw and being met with the scruffness of facial hair, but it didn't turn David off it like he might have previously thought it would. It was still a jaw, albeit much more defined than most women's that he'd come across. Finley had incredibly sharp features, his jaw in particular, and David's already impaired attention span made it easy for him to get distracted by it, and the way he felt Finley's breath catch in his throat with David's mouth attached to him. Getting that kind of reaction from Finley, however small, it made David feel like he wasn't completely clueless.

Encouraged, he pressed his mouth more purposefully into the tender skin, just under the line of his jaw, no longer talking into it but actively kissing it. Sucking and pulling at the skin there, not enough to bruise, but not too gently either. Thinking that he could have any sort of power over Finley was foolish, but when it came to sex, it wasn't a one-sided game. There were two people involved, usually, both with the opportunity to have some sort of advantage over the other. The last time they'd seen each other, Finley had bent David over a table and fucked him until he came a shuddering mess, and while David wasn't going to be doing that to Finley tonight, he liked the idea of making his breath catch. Small victories were still victories, and that had been all him.

The idea of blowing a guy, or a guy blowing him, wasn't a thought that David had entertained often, but since this thing with him and Finley had started? It hadn't exactly been something that hadn't crossed his mind. He'd dreamed about it a few times, even, and he may not have been sober, but David didn't miss the sudden warmth that twisted in the pit of his stomach at Finley's declaration. David was clueless about a lot of things that men did together, apart from what he and Finley had already done, and he maybe felt a little in over his head but luckily, thanks to the alcohol, he was already pretty outside of his head anyway. Not so drunk that he wouldn't know what he was doing, but just drunk enough that he was also loose enough not to think too hard about it.

David laughed, soft and deep in his throat against Finley's jaw before pulling back, their faces mere inches apart and making it distracting for David when it came to pulling himself together enough for an appropriate comeback. He didn't actually mind Finley telling him what to do when it came to this, but it just wasn't in David's nature not to make a smart remark about something. The thought of Finley sucking him off was obviously a huge turn on, but the thought of putting his mouth on Finley's dick, making him moan with it, that was just as appealing to David in the moment, and he could feel his own dick finally starting to perk up and take a little notice. "Is this a hook up or a tutorial?"

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Re: David/Finley - ADULT CONTENT
[info]swelltricks
2015-12-14 09:45 pm UTC (link)
Finley had never thought of his neck, under his jaw, as a particularly erogenous spot before. He'd known, of course, that some people found it stimulating, and he was certain that lovers must have tried to kiss there before... except perhaps not. Finley didn’t like to leave another's teeth anywhere as psychologically sensitive as the tender skin of his throat, and he certainly didn't recall anything quite as powerfully pleasurable as this resulting from their efforts. His breath stuttered again as David doubled his attention there, eyes struggling to stay open, mouth struggling to stay closed, but it was nearly a futile effort. It was enough to have his cock swelling in his pants, twitching into very intrigued life in a way he had no hope of hiding from David.

It was a bit embarrassing, how he always seemed to get hard before his younger, less experienced partner. One would think it would be the other way around, one more thing that made David Ryan so infuriating. How dare he affect Finley so strongly, provoke such reactions from a body that he'd long thought well under control as though he were David’s age... the age his body had been frozen, physically, once he became a demon. The best revenge, of course, the only revenge at his disposal that was appropriate for the crime, was to bring David off fast and hard, to prove that Finley had quite as much control over David’s dick as David had over his. More, even, if he could manage it. And he didn’t doubt he could manage it. He'd been told he had an excellent mouth, and David wasn’t far behind him in taking interest in the proceedings.

"Neither, if you're going to bitch and moan about it." It was entirely a bluff, obviously. Finley wasn’t about to back out of the chance to get David’s lips around him, the head of his cock balanced heavily on David’s clever tongue. "I imagine I could step back out there and find someone who wouldn't complain about my plans before I could even snap my fingers." Finley didn’t move, though, to go make good on that threat. He didn’t even move to let go of David’s ass, at first, but pressed him closer, let the curve of his erection press against the beginning of David's through layers of thick cloth. "I suppose you'd best decide if that's really what you want." Finley didn't doubt that David would choose the option that would get Finley’s lips around him quickest.

With one more squeeze, Finley started lowering himself to his knees. It might be easier to blow David if he guided him to sit down on one of the couches in the VIP lounge, but Finley didn’t want easy. Finley wanted fast. He wanted to take David into his mouth still only half hard, work him to his full length, his full girth, until Finley’s lips had to stretch to fit around him. Then, he wanted to bring him off so hard and fast that his knees buckled. Not all that much to ask, was it? He started fumbling with the button and zip of David’s pants, getting them undone quickly so he could start peeling those tight jeans down those powerful thighs, feast his eyes, his hands, his mouth, on David’s prick.

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Re: David/Finley - ADULT CONTENT
[info]lovesomepie
2015-12-15 11:39 pm UTC (link)
David knew it was a bluff. He wasn’t dumb enough to keep pushing Finley just in case, but he was pretty sure that right now at least, Finley was entirely bluffing. He was just as worked up as David was, maybe a little more so, after the way he reacted to David kissing the underside of his jaw like that. It made David feel
 weirdly powerful, that he was able to provoke that much of a reaction from Finley. The last time had been different. They’d both been too out of their minds to really do anything on purpose, the minute their mouths connected they had just gone with what would feel best, the end result being David bent over a table and Finley driving into him in the most intense sexual experience he’d ever had. David couldn’t actually claim that any of that had been a complete accident, but he’d fallen into this thing with Finley without meaning to. Their first time hadn’t been intentional, at least on David’s part, but this? This hook up was premeditated.

He could feel how suddenly hard Finley was before Finley pressed them more firmly together, but when he did, the grin was all but wiped from David’s face as his lips formed a slight ‘O’ and he had to swallow a groan. Finley’s bulge pressing to his own was the sort of thing David never expected to take such an interest in, but now, it was like he couldn’t get enough of it. He felt almost addicted to the friction, only craving it more now that he could feel it pressed so firmly against him. David was nearly disappointed, then, that they weren’t planning on going straight to the finish line like last time, but the reality of not having Finley pushing inside him again just made him that much more desperate for anything from the other man, whatever he would give him and however they could get each other off in this barely private room without getting caught.

Still relishing in the way Finley was squeezing his ass while holding them so tightly to each other, any further smart remarks or protests died on his lips before they ever came out. David was much more into the idea of Finley putting his mouth on his dick then leaving to find other prospects, and David probably would have physically tried to keep Finley there if he had to. His attraction to the other man might still be a complete mystery to him, but it was there, practically bursting from him with the intensity of his desire to keep doing this thing with Finley for as long as the fire still burned between them. This was entirely new for David, and not just because it was with a guy. Despite Dean’s reputation, and David’s own as a musician, he didn’t do the random hook up thing quite as often, at least not in comparison to some of his bandmates. Namely Erik.

“... Nope. Definitely not.” He definitely didn’t want Finley to leave, and the bulge in his pants more or less indicated that Finley didn’t want to leave either. That was reassuring. Almost feeling disappointed when Finley pulled away, that quickly disappeared when he started lowering himself to his knees. David's hands fell to his sides as they (somewhat regretfully) slipped from Finley’s form in the older man's slow descent, mouth going a little dry and breath catching in his throat as Finley started hastily undoing David's pants. Once the button on his pants and zipper were undone, David helped as best he could, using both of his hands to shove his jeans down off his hips with barely controlled breaths, the anticipation already rising steadily in his chest.

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Re: David/Finley - ADULT CONTENT
[info]swelltricks
2015-12-16 05:59 am UTC (link)
As eager as Finley was to get on with it, and get his first taste of David's dick, he reached up to cover David's hands with his own. "Gently, darling, don't want you to do yourself any harm." He helped David pull them down, working the tight denim over his thighs, pushing the thinner fabric of his boxers down with them a bit more quickly, once they were out of the way. There was no need to take them down much further than that, once David's cock was freed from them, no need to waste the time in getting any closer to being entirely naked. Disappointing, not getting to see David's body, but it would hardly be a desperate back room blowjob if they took the time to get properly unclothed, would it? It was all about being too eager for relief to take the time for that sort of thing.

Finley supposed he could take the time to tease David a bit, but that also seemed a bit against the principles of the sort of booty call that David had made. No, he'd get right to it. He looked up at David, dark eyes fixed on the younger man's face as he took his dick in one hand, bringing it to his lips. A long, slow swipe of his tongue over the head, an even slower swirl about the shaft, working some spit onto him to make the initial glide of his lips against David's skin easier. It tasted, of course, like a dick, particularly a dick that had been trapped inside tight layers of fabric for who knew how long. A bit like sweat. Faintly bitter. Nothing about it should have been pleasant, really, but it made Finley's mouth water.

The way he took David into his mouth was almost careful, particularly considering how very rough their previous coupling had been. He parted his lips, balanced the weight of David's cock against his tongue, using both that and his grip on the base of it to guide him fully into his mouth. He didn't take him in fully, not at first. It was the sort of thing that you really had to work yourself into, wasn't it? Perhaps some men could go straight to deep throating, but Finley wasn't one of them. A skill to work on, perhaps, but not one that he possessed at the moment, not one that had been valuable enough to him to have dedicated the time to learning it. He'd never had any complaints about his oral skill, regardless, and he sucked at David's cock, cheeks hollowing around him, lips folded over his teeth to protect the ruddy skin of David's cock from any harm.

Normally, he'd have a bit of commentary, but that was the downfall of sucking cock: you couldn't keep up your side of the conversation. David might like that, of course. He'd finally found a way to shut Finley up. Finley had to admit, he'd thought the same whilst imagining David's lips around his own cock, a time or two. Or more, really, every time David had kept running his mouth long past when the banter had already started to turn Finley on. It was an easy fantasy, wasn't it. Convenient, even. It likely hadn't crossed David's mind, then, but from now on Finley was fairly certain that it would. He traced the tip of his tongue against the vein on the underside of David's cock as he drew back, only to suck him down again.

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Re: David/Finley - ADULT CONTENT
[info]lovesomepie
2015-12-17 12:35 am UTC (link)
David immediately halted in his efforts when Finley put his hands over his, before he let Finley help him pull them down a little more carefully. 'Careful' wasn't really high on his list of priorities, not when there were other things happening, mainly the prospect of Finley sucking his dick, that had him being a little more hasty than he would have otherwise. To the point that he wasn't at all concerned about the well being of the part of his body that was about to get a lot of attention from Finley's mouth, when really, if he hurt himself in any way down there the odds of that happening were a little less likely.

Once his dick was free of all material, David exhaled a sigh of relief (though not the kind of relief he was really craving at the moment), only to take in a much sharper breath as he looked down just in time to catch Finley's gaze before he felt the unmistakable sensation of a wet tongue on his head. David gasped, hips jerking reflexively as Finley explored the length of him with his tongue. It felt... well, it felt like a tongue on his dick. Not exactly the first time that had ever happened to David, with other women at least. But it was Finley's tongue, this time, and that apparently made all the difference.

He hadn't even taken David into his mouth yet and already David was trembling a little, merely from the anticipation of getting head from Finley in the back room of a club. It was exciting in a way that David had never really been excited by anything before. The rush of danger at being caught wasn't new, at least not since their last encounter, but the need for relief, any kind of relief if it wasn't exactly how he wanted it, only intensified everything else about this. Sex with Finley had been good, really good, so good that part of him wanted to take back what he'd said earlier and insist that they do that instead, but having Finley's mouth on his dick? It was so good that it made David desperate for more, for everything, for anything he could get right now.

"... Fuck, Finley." Still only half hard, that didn't last for long. Once Finley started taking him into his mouth, David's breath stuttered, unable to hold back the tiny moan that escaped his lips, but he really did try to keep quiet this time. Finley wasn't exactly in a position where he could easily put his hand over David's mouth again. Resisting the urge to move, David kept himself as still as he possibly could, watching as Finley took more of him in and David shuddered as he actually felt himself start to get harder inside Finley's mouth, with Finley sucking him down, Finley's tongue tracing the vein of his cock, and David had to actually bite down on his lower lip to keep from making a louder noise. Incredible that he had even that much restraint, considering all that he'd had to drink, but he was trying.

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Re: David/Finley - ADULT CONTENT
[info]swelltricks
2015-12-17 06:52 am UTC (link)
If David hadn't been fighting to restrain himself, Finley would have taken it as quite an insult, particularly when he was putting forth his best effort at sucking cock. It would have been easy to simply fall into a rhythm, bob his head on David's dick with a proper amount of suction, entirely mechanical. Likely it would have gotten David off, been an entirely satisfactory blow. David would likely never have thought anything of it, really... but Finley's pride simply wouldn't allow it. His pride, and the desire to really and truly impress David with the quality of the blowjob that Finley could provide, of course. The sort of blowjob that he'd compare any others he got in his life to, after it was over.

Slowly, relaxing his throat, Finley slid forward until David's cock touched the back of his throat, and then a slow, careful tilt, a gradual adjustment until he could, almost comfortably, ease him past his gag reflex and take him down his throat. Easier, before David was completely hard, of course. Less to swallow. He dropped his hand from the base of David's dick as his lips met it, reaching both of them around David to grip his bare ass, squeezing the flesh there firmly. Ah, far better than groping him fully clothed. He used the grip to draw David in even closer to his face.

He groaned quietly around David's cock, momentarily drowning out the soft, wet sounds of lips on cock that were, for the most part, hidden in the music vibrating from the floor below them. A pity, almost. Finley had always enjoyed the sounds of a blowjob, the moans, the slurping and the sort of sound that could only be made by something firm penetrating a wet orifice. Really, Finley enjoyed the sounds of sex, in general, but while giving a blowjob your ears were really far closer to the action than they would have been, otherwise. Even with David deep in his throat, Finley did his best to keep his tongue in play, pressing it upward, making his mouth even tighter around David's cock.

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Re: David/Finley - ADULT CONTENT
[info]lovesomepie
2015-12-17 06:48 pm UTC (link)
David had maybe been prepared for Finley to blow his mind a little, after all, he was well aware just how experienced the other man was. He didn't need to know every sordid detail of everything Finley had ever done to know that much, it was in his attitude, the way he referred to all manners of sex like a point of professional pride, and yeah, when he did bother to brag about it. Not to mention, if you've ever seen Finley, there's no getting around the fact that the man was unfair levels of attractive. Not the kind of face that never saw any action. Besides, they'd already had sex, and that had been fucking insane. David had been a little prepared, or at least he thought he had. That was before Finley started deep throating him.

His whole body seemed to react at once to the sensation of his cock touching the back of Finley's throat, gasping harshly as David very nearly flailed dangerously off balance. The only reason he didn't was Finley's hands very suddenly and firmly on his ass, steadying him enough that David managed to find his center again, lurching forward a little as Finley drew him in closer with his hands. David's hands fell to Finley's shoulders, after a moment of bizarre sobriety where he thought that Finley probably wouldn't appreciate it if David messed his hair up by burying his hands in it.

Maybe not shockingly, David had never been deep throated before. You always felt kind of bad, didn't you? When a girl was trying to take you down and just kept choking on it? David wasn't an asshole, so he usually let them stay in the safer regions of his cock, or else just stopped them to keep going to the really good stuff. This? This was the good stuff David had never known he'd been missing. He could barely contain himself now, hissing barely intelligible swear words, his whole body seeming to tremble around Finley's mouth. A higher pitched moan escaped his throat, briefly tilting his head back towards the ceiling in response to the vibrations around his dick as Finley groaned into it, making David jerk a little from the effort to keep his hips still. His grip on Finley's shoulders tightened, breathing harder between moans, the intense suction of being halfway down his throat and Finley's tongue already working him up gradually to the edge.

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Re: David/Finley - ADULT CONTENT - [info]swelltricks, 2015-12-18 05:22 am UTC
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