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Tweak says, "I'm in love with a stripper"

Soren Elias Chappu Skwigelf (twiceloved) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-02-14 20:50:00

Entry tags:

henriette stillman, soren skwigelf

Who: Soren Skwigelf and Henriette Stillman.
What: Valentine's!
When: Saturday afternoon.
Where: Wolfpack house.
Warnings: Durr.

Rather predictably, Soren loved Valentine's Day. For him, it was an excuse to do sweet things for people and not have to think up an excuse or look like a sap. No, on Valentine's Day, his normal impulses were regarded as normal by the rest of the world too, and that made him happy.

He'd told Cass about the snowboarding weekend that they were going to take and gave him a handmade card (Soren making anything with his hands was a small miracle). He'd sung Sable a song and played it for her on the guitar before giving her a long backrub. All that was left was to give Henn something he'd made her too. Well, him. Soren still thought of her as a girl even with her new equipment, if only because she would eventually turn back into a girl (he thought, he wasn't sure how the soda worked exactly).

It was a hard secret to keep, but soon he was yelling for Henn from the kitchen, a plate with a small cake in his hands. It was white cake with strawberry goo in the middle, frosted in the sickly-pink vanilla frosting that one only found around Valentine's Day. "HEEEEEENN!"

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	twiceloved 2009-02-14 10:35 pm UTC (link)
	Soren purred at the hair tug, standing up and grinning. "Okay, fine, you win this time, but next time, we let the floor know we care." He grinned and goosed Henn before dragging him toward the couch. (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-02-14 10:37 pm UTC (link)
	There was a sound very much like 'yeep!' at the goosing, though he was laughing about it all the same, giving Soren a push and darting around him to flop down on the couch, "I win!" (Reply to this)

	twiceloved 2009-02-14 10:38 pm UTC (link)
	"What do you win?" Soren pushed his jeans off - partly because pants were just overrated, and partly because erections and boners were a Dangerous Mix. (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-02-14 10:48 pm UTC (link)
	"Dunno." He said, shrugging, "You tell me." There was a browarch, utterly expectant and still entirely amused. He'd worry about his own pants soon enough. (Reply to this)

	twiceloved 2009-02-14 10:50 pm UTC (link)
	Soren flopped on top of him, propping himself up on his arms. He figured kisses were as good as telling anyway, and the southward direction of the nibbles (plus Soren's predilection for oral sex) left little guessing as to Henn's prize. (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-02-14 10:52 pm UTC (link)
	Yep, purring definitely worked better as a guy, which was something Henn would puzzle about later, as it was he just smiled again, dragging both hands through Soren's hair, scratching gently at his scalp for a moment, not wanting to be too much of a distraction, "Mmm, I like where this is going." (Reply to this)

	twiceloved 2009-02-14 10:54 pm UTC (link)
	"You know, I do too?" Soren was glad he'd already unbuttoned Henn's jeans, and he made fast work of the zipper, tugging them down and off Henn's long legs. He nipped at Henn's hip, smiling at how the tattoos had landed on his skin before skimming his tongue inward to nip just below his navel. (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-02-14 10:56 pm UTC (link)
	There was an already-breathless little huff of amusement, shaking his head and shifting just a little, settling more comfortably against the couch, giving Soren's hair another gentle tug, "I'd guessed that, yeah." (Reply to this)

	twiceloved 2009-02-14 11:00 pm UTC (link)
	The hairtug earned a quiet groan, and Soren smiled. "I'm pretty easy to figure out, I guess." Though he stopped talking after a moment, reaching out with his tongue to drag it slowly from base to tip, looking up to see Henn's face. He wondered if it'd look the same. (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-02-14 11:02 pm UTC (link)
	Just about, actually, and despite the fact that he'd had two days to get used to the new set of sensations, it was still shiny and new and left him breathless without much effort, swallowing hard and responding with: "Guh." Which probably hadn't been what he was going to say initially. (Reply to this)

	twiceloved 2009-02-14 11:05 pm UTC (link)
	That would've made Soren chuckle if he hadn't been busy. He went slow at first, to accomodate the fact that the sensations were still new, then faster. Henn felt new in his mouth, but tasted familiar somehow, and he breathed hard through his nose as he focused on faster and lower. (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-02-14 11:09 pm UTC (link)
	Henn was still just as vocal as ever, that was something that would probably never change. It was quite probable that he'd completely forgotten the fact that his hands were still tangled in Soren's hair, but the reflexive little scratches and tugs were probably a good indicator of when Soren did something especially favorable. Which, really, was just about everything. (Reply to this)

twiceloved
2009-02-14 11:13 pm UTC (link)

Soren was proud of a few things he did, but this was the biggest one. He truly, honestly felt that he was good at this, if not great, mostly because he genuinely tried to get a feel for what the other person wanted out of the act by paying attention to their breathing and moans. He moved faster, further along Henn, doggedly determined to take all of him, if only for the experience.

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not_that_henri
2009-02-14 11:25 pm UTC (link)

Henn was already having trouble keeping his hips still, tension pooling at the base of his spine, singing down his thighs, toes curling reflexively as he gave Soren's hair another tug, breath caught in the back of his throat, already rapid and thready.

The next moan was almost a whine, nails digging against the nape of the blonde's neck, just for a moment, dragging through his hair again a moment later, completely unable to keep still.

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	twiceloved 2009-02-14 11:29 pm UTC (link)
	Soren groaned at the nails on his neck, moving lower for a moment before bearing off. "You okay, Henn?" He was gasping for breath, licking his lower lip and smiling. "Keep going? What do you want?" (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-02-14 11:40 pm UTC (link)
	It was amazing, really, just how easy it was to make words work once he had a moment to breathe. Of course, he still sounded a little breathless, voice pitched just a little lower than it had been, edging into a growl, "If you stop now I might actually have to kill you." (Reply to this)

	twiceloved 2009-02-14 11:50 pm UTC (link)
	That made Soren laugh for a moment before going back to his happy task, moving faster than he had before. His hips dragged against the couch, groaning a little at the friction. He really hoped something would happen where he could get off too. Eventually. (Reply to this)

not_that_henri
2009-02-14 11:59 pm UTC (link)

Henn would happily return the favor, the same as always, once he recovered anyway, and given as how he was once again struggling not to writhe outright, that wouldn't be much longer.

Apparently speaking Shadow came just as easily now as it ever had at times like this, sounding almost like crinkling cellophane, almost like a squeaky floorboard, almost a lot of things, the same as verbal Shadow always was.

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	twiceloved 2009-02-15 12:08 am UTC (link)
	Reaching up, Soren ran his fingernails down Henn's torso, breathing hard through his nose, other hand reaching lower. Henn's groans were familiar and different, pitched low enough to go right to his groin. He sighed and felt his hips buck again, and he hoped he wouldn't given himself rugburn or anything. (Reply to this)

not_that_henri
2009-02-15 12:16 am UTC (link)

The nails were what did it, really, arching in a slow undulation to press himself up into the slow, faintly stinging drag of Soren's fingers, feeling pleasure curling tighter in the pit of his stomach, threatening to unravel at any moment.

There was another low sound, keening faintly and giving Soren's hair another tug, just at the moment it was the best he could manage as far as warnings went.

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	twiceloved 2009-02-15 12:20 am UTC (link)
	Soren appreciated the warning. He bore off enough so he could swallow comfortably, hand working the area of Henn's cock previous occupied by his mouth. He wanted Henn to finish, wanted him to cry out. Soren loved getting people off, and got off to it almost as much. (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-02-15 12:29 am UTC (link)
	There was a yowled string of half-formed syllables as he finally went over that edge, arching sharply, fingers curling through Soren's hair once more, not pulling really, just holding on, shivering through the aftershocks and trying to catch his breath, willing his brain to solidify enough to come up with a response that made sense. (Reply to this)

	twiceloved 2009-02-15 12:33 am UTC (link)
	Soren stayed with Henn until he was finished, until he could feel the tenseness drain from his muscles a bit. Sitting up, he licked his lower lip and grinned, kissing Henn's stomach again. "Happy Valentine's Day!" His voice was cheery and bright, and he moved to wrap his arms around Henn's waist, stretching out next to him. (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-02-15 12:38 am UTC (link)
	There was another amused huff at the exclamation, shaking his head and shifting over to drag Soren that much closer, fingers tracing not-at-all idle patterns down along his side and across his back, "Mm, it's getting there, sure." (Reply to this)

	twiceloved 2009-02-15 12:42 am UTC (link)
	A low throaty purr of approval sounded from Soren's mouth, and he moved closer. Henn's fingers were always nice, and Soren ran his fingers through Henn's hair. "Good lord, you really do like cake, huh." (Reply to this)

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