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[affablecharm]

[As soon as Jehan broke the eye contact, Courf's eyes clenched shut and his head rolled back.

He reached with one hand to tangle his fingers back into Jehan's hair, fingers scratching approvingly at his scalp. And oh god, the way that moan felt around him-- He let out a low moan of his own.]

[laughingandlyric]

[The fingers in his hair earned another soft noise, and Jehan let any indication of those fingers; either tugging up or pressing down; dictate movement when they felt like it. He'd let the pad of his tongue press hard along his base as he became more comfortable, pausing sometimes on the tip to very gently graze his teeth there, or a lip.]

[affablecharm]

[And boy was Courf thankful for Jehan becoming more comfortable with it. Every hard press, lick, graze of teeth or lips earned a very appreciative groan and tug at his hair. He was trying his best not to curse, but everything Jehan did only made it more and more difficult until he let out a string of colorful expletives.]

[laughingandlyric]

[The sudden string of foul language made him pause a moment, a little alarmed... before it struck him that it wasn't because he'd done the wrong thing by accident. With a hint of a smile as he came up for air, he ran his hand over his full length again, massaging just beneath the head and flicking another glance up at him.

Somehow, he was even more handsome, tilted back like that and cursing.]

[affablecharm]

[He had tried to bite it back, not sure how Jehan would take the swearing... Taking a deep breath with a shuddering groan, he opened his eyes again to see what Jehan was doing.

It really did leave him breathless, catching that hint of a grin on his lips and seeing him run his hand over him like that. Vaguely, in the back of his mind, he worried about the fact that so much attention was being paid to him and he had yet to return the favor at all, really.]

[laughingandlyric]

[He didn't mind the lack of attention at all. To the contrary; having Rey so out of his senses, unable to keep himself from babbling, and that hard in against his palm worked him up just as well as his boyfriend's hand or mouth would have. He didn't want him stressed over reciprocating-- he wanted him to enjoy himself.

Still dragging his thumb idly along his length, he assured,]

You can let go; it's fine beau.

[affablecharm]

[Given permission to let go was pretty much all he needed, to know that Jehan was fine with all of this. Eyes closing again, he fell back against the bed and moaned.]

Mon dieu, Jehan.

[laughingandlyric]

[A smile, and he hitched forward to nip gently at his abdomen, kissing the spot before going to take him into his mouth again. He'd let a hand drift up to grasp at one of his this time as he went, entwining their fingers.

It was all a bit clumsy, and definitely sloppy; but as long as the result was that he enjoyed it, it didn't matter.]

[affablecharm]

[He gladly laced his fingers through Jehan's, squeezing at those nips and kisses and damn it, his lips were around him again.

Clumsy and sloppy, he didn't care right now really... Jehan was doing wonderful, terrible things to him and he loved every second of it. And the sounds he made would assure Jehan of that, really.]

[laughingandlyric]

[The squeeze to his hand and those absurd, beautiful noises he was making only spurred him on. Clinging back just as tightly with his own fingers, he pressed his mouth hard against the underside of his head, using the pad of his tongue to tease at the very top before going back to the rhythm and speed he'd been comfortable with before.

...Well, to his credit, he had said he could show Reynaud something a little better than making out in a school hallway if he came home with him. Never let it be said that Jehan was a liar.]

[affablecharm]

[No, Jehan was certainly a man of his word, as Courfeyrac has now determined. With how pent up he was from earlier and all of this now? Despite Courfeyrac's excellent stamina, he's still a teenage boy... And that still feels really damn good.

Squeezing Jehan's hand again, he let out a shuddering breath. A warning, perhaps, as heat pooled in his stomach.]

I- I don't know how much longer, cher...

[laughingandlyric]

[Glancing up at him, he'd draw back quickly, replacing the motion of his mouth with a hand and nodding at him, sucking in a breath through his teeth.

Well... It wasn't as if he was timing him. It made his stomach clench to hear him say he was close, and he had to bite back a groan at the way he was breathing.]

So finish, Chou...

[And it took only a moment of thinking before he replaced his mouth where it had been before, still letting his hand do the work.

...Make it memorable, right?]

[affablecharm]

[He only managed to open his eyes when Jehan's mouth left him and was replaced by his hand. That look and the straight forward comment. He was again at a loss for words and had to close his eyes when Jehan's mouth returned...

And sure enough, squeezing his hand tightly, it took only a few moments more of that for him to finish with a moan that may have been mixed with Jehan's name... But quickly dissolved into whimpering.]

[laughingandlyric]

[He'd hoped so. The effect of Courfeyrac's cursing had been enough to make his head spin, so he'd decided to be just as blunt.

He returned the grip to his hand and held still when he came. It was still a little alarming, even when he'd been expecting it, but he stayed just where he was. He waited until Rey had broken down into soft whimpers to make a show of getting the liquid down before pulling back and kissing the same spot on his abdomen.]

[affablecharm]

[Courfeyrac just watched, dear god what else could he do? Working on regulating his breathing again, his eyes slipped shut and he hummed pleasantly. His hand not in Jehan's moved to his hair, fingers running through it and smoothing it away from his face.]

Mon tresor, you will spoil me with attention like that.

[laughingandlyric]

[Staying in place for a few moments, to feel his hand through his hair, Jehan shifted after to crawl up beside him and kiss the corner of his mouth, and to press himself a little nearer to the warmth of the other body.]

Spoiling a lover is a noble goal in life... [Muttered, into his cheek.]

[affablecharm]

[He easily slipped that arm around him to draw him closer, laughing a little hoarsely and smiling.]

Then you'll allow me to when I've recovered, won't you?

[He turned to look at him better, smiling and stealing a proper kiss.]

[laughingandlyric]

[He returned that breathless laugh and tried not to make any too-eager movements at the idea, instead returning the kiss full-on...

And, okay, pressing against him a little bit.]

I think that's acceptable, cher.

[affablecharm]

[Lazy kisses were some of Courfeyrac's favorites... but for right now, feeling Jehan press against him like that, all he could think of was returning the favor...

With a soft groan, he nudged him a little, pushing him onto his back and pressing for another kiss... and another on his neck. And another. He wanted Jehan to completely melt before he got to the good part.]

[laughingandlyric]

[The sudden weight on top of him made him groan and flex lightly beneath him, greedily returning the initial kiss... Then reaching up to hold onto his shoulders, breath hitching at the subsequent kisses.]

Rey...

[affablecharm]

[Nipping here, sucking there... He idly dragged his tongue along Jehan's neck and up to his earlobe, breathing hot air against him.]

I want to leave a mark.

[Just one to easily cover, he thought of adding as he nipped at his earlobe. It was a request for permission, mostly. Because maybe he'd leave one on his neck... or further down. But with the way he moved to drag his teeth across the pulse point on Jehan's neck, it was probably, mostly, the former.]

[laughingandlyric]

[Just hearing him say so... it was almost more of a turn on than the way his tongue was dragging along his skin. Sinking back a little into the mattress, he let out a hot puff of air and tried not to outright whine.]

...Do it.

[Less permission; more of a demand. Especially considering what he was doing with his teeth...]

[affablecharm]

[Searching for the most sensitive spot on Jehan's neck that he could find, testing for reactions with his teeth and tongue, he settled there and nipped at his skin a little harder now. Sucking to leave his mark, he pulled away when he was certain it would form, he soothed it with his tongue and moved on.

To leave another one where his neck and shoulder meet.]

[laughingandlyric]

[It was almost unbearable.

It was his turn to curse, pads of his fingers digging into his shoulder at a clutch as his hips pressed up, eagerly, with each ministration of his mouth. Eyes closing tightly, the cursing subsided into murmuring, and he didn't have the focus to even pay attention to forming real words when his mouth was on his shoulder.

He was unfairly skilled... not that he was going to complain.]

[affablecharm]

[There might have been a small smile into his skin when he felt Jehan's fingers digging into his shoulder. To hear Jehan curse like that, though, was beautiful... and even better as it became less and less coherent. That was definitely the plan.

Lighter, open mouthed kisses trailed down his chest as Courf's hands pressed against Jehan's hips to keep them from moving up too much.... And as soon as he was raking his teeth across his ribs, Courfeyrac's fingers trailed their way slowly to Jehan's length, wrapping around it just enough to tease as he went to leave a mark near his hipbone.]