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[He grins as Clay predictably goes right for Allen's hair. Maybe it was shallow, but a part of him couldn't help but love how beautiful Clay found it. It made him feel beautiful in return...a rather uncommon feeling for Allen, really.]

[His fingers lift up to brush down Clay's chest as his forehead presses against his]

My Cowboy...

[He smiles and his hand tries to brush down Clay's chest again, except this time it's...more confused. Like he was trying to find the buttons of Clay's shirt to unbutton in a seductive manner except]

[...Oh right. Clay never wears buttons. This is now a bit embarrassing.]

[He does wear buttons! He just... happens to not do so when he's like this with Allen.

At first, Clay doesn't get what Allen's trying to do and thinks he's just feeling his chest. Which, okay, he has a fine torso along with a lot of other fine things, so that's cool. But he seems to be doing it in a confused way, and pausing and -

Ah. He gets it now. With a chuckle, Clay leans back, keeping his eyes on Allen as he reaches his hands up, giving him full access to his shirt.]

Go on, I know you want it off.

[He returns the chuckle, pulling his hand away to brush a lock of his own hair behind his wear sheepishly]

Yes, well, only because you have a very fine body.

[VERY FINE. But right. He'll lean back forward again and grab the bottom of Clay's shirt so he can pull it off him, making it quick as he can. Once it's off, he'll toss the shirt aside carelessly and move his head down to kiss at Clay's now exposed collarbone.]

"Only", he says...

[Never mind that the compliment makes him blush a bit. He leans back slightly to give Allen more room, one hand moving back to support his weight on the bed, the other moving up to stroke Allen's hair, loving the way it flows through his fingers. But, well, he also loves the feeling of Allen kissing his collarbone, and he can't help smiling from it.]

Mmm... I really love your hair, you know? I mean, you probably do know. But I really, really like the color and everything.

[He chuckles a little.]

I do know, I really like the feeling of your fingers in it.

[It's a nice feeling, feeling that hand brush against his scalp. He moves up and scrapes his teeth lightly against a sensitive spot on Clay's neck.]

Just think how it'd feel in your fingers while you're screwing me.

[Oh god. The sensation against his neck and the words Allen are saying makes him shiver, a light moan escaping as he tilts his head back to give him more room, fingers curling into his hair. He surges up slightly into the touch, letting him know just how much he enjoys it as well as the dirty talk, just imagining what Allen's saying. He answers, his voice a mix between a murmur and a whisper.]

Pull at your hair just like this... every time I push inside you.

Mm...I want that.

[Though...while the fingers in his hair is nice? The fact that he's still very much clothed and just getting his hair touched when he's made it very, very clear he wants more is starting to make him feel a tad impatient.]

...And I'm sure actually doing it would be incredible too.

[Clay blinks his eyes open at that, letting the words swim in his head for a second before he slides his hand away and looks at Allen with raised eyebrows, like he's just realizing that he missed a cue.]

Wha... Oh - [He laughs a bit, hand moving back to hover near his mouth as he does so.] Oh, man, I'm sorry. I thought we were still - haha -

[But okay, on to more important business. Allen's getting impatient, so Clay will go ahead and get on with what he should be doing.]

Then let's get to it.

[Now his hand moves forward to cup the back of Allen's neck as he surges forward to kiss him hard, showing just how turned on he is by all the talk and everything Allen's doing to him. With his other hand, he first slides his fingers down the buttons of Allen's shirt, then starts to fiddle with the first button - though it's a bit hard to do so when he can't see what he's doing and is kind of focusing on what his mouth is doing.]

[Clay you're half-naked thanks to your boyfriend and you thought they were still at talking - yeah I'd say you missed a cue somewhere. But at least it seems he got the message]

It's alright-

[But he's promptly cut off by the kiss before he can say anything more. Not that he minds, he makes a pleased sound as he returns the kiss, hard and passionate. One of his hands will move to Clay's back, feeling up the muscles there. Meanwhile the other tugs at his own neck-tie to undo it's ribbon to make it easier for Clay to get his clothes off]

Edited 2015-12-21 06:21 (UTC)

[Yes, good bf, helping Clay out a bit. Because gosh, it's still hard to focus on these buttons, and doing it one-handed at that! Rather than give up, Clay breaks the kiss, then ducks his head to start scraping his teeth against a sensitive spot on his neck. Now it's easier, and he manages to undo the first button, then easily starts to move down the line of the others there. Now that he's got a groove, he'll go ahead and start sucking at the spot, making sure to give it a nibble every now and then as well.]

[Oh God he's gone for the neck. Allen moans at that, feeling his body turns a bit into jelly at the sensation around one of his weak spots. His hand moves down to the small of Clay's back, massaging that area just to encourage Clay right along. His other hand finishes undoing the ribbon, and it gets tossed to the side like Clay's shirt had been]

[The stimulation makes his back arch, sending tingles of pleasure to all the right places, making him curl his fingers against the back of Allen's neck and smile against the spot his biting at. It's definitely making him want to push further, and Allen may notice that his nibbling and sucking have gotten a little harder. But ugh, the last two buttons are the hardest ones to undo, and Clay has to use both hands to get them undone. Here he thought he could be all smooth and do it all with just one hand, bah.

Once they are unbuttoned, though... He pulls back to look Allen in the eyes, a coy smile on his lips as he pushes the shirt off of Allen's shoulders, further down his arms... and once he reaches mid-arm, he stops, instead letting his thumbs circle his inner-elbows.]

[Which he doesn't mind the harder nibbling and sucking in the slightest. He doesn't care if it makes a mark at the moment, because it feels good right now. He moves his head further to the side just so Clay can get more room. Which he doesn't mind that he needed two hands to get those last buttons off. You tried your best Clay]

[And he wasn't expecting the circling in his elbows. While it doesn't do anything for that left arm, his other arm gets enough of a feeling that it gets a surprised noise from the sensitivity of that area]

[He knows Allen's left arm probably isn't feeling much, but hey, it's still his, so Clay treats it like a valid part of his body all the same. He grins at Allen's reaction, leaning in to first kiss, then mutter against his lips.]

You like the way that feels?

[He'll kiss back, enthusiastically.]

Mm, I do.

[His free hand moves moves to Clay's chest, running his fingers down his abdomen with his nails scrapping lightly]

I like it when you touch me.

Mmm... [He makes the sound as Allen trails his nails down his chest, and he can't help arching slightly into it.] And I like touching you.

[He slides the shirt further down Allen's arms, nails gently scraping down the inside of them, particularly at his wrists.]

Especially when you react the way you do.

[He shivers at the nails scrapping down his arm. He lets go momentarily so he can drop the shirt from his wrists, tossing it aside too. That out of the way, his left hand lives up to run his fingers into Clay's hair. He takes the chance to kiss along Clay's jawline.]

Ha- I can't help it. I react because I want you.

[Clay tilts his head up, giving Allen more room to kiss along his jaw and letting out a quiet sound of approval. But now that both of their shirts are off, he slides his fingers appreciatively up Allen's torso, starting with the abdomen until he gets to his collarbones.]

Well, that sure is a coincidence. I want you just as much.

[And though it means making Allen stop kissing his jawline, Clay still moves forward, hands moving down once more so that he can press kisses of his own against Allen's collarbones. He'll let them settle on his thighs instead, thumbs rubbing teasing circles near his groin area.]

You're beautiful, Starlight. Every inch of you is beautiful to me.

[A chuckle comes out of his mouth, but there's a breathy effect to it as Clay slides those fingers and presses kisses against him. It only gets worse with those teasing circles, without any thought his hips shift to try to push into those thumbs, try to get the feeling he wants]

[Being called beautiful though is possibly a major contributor to why his cheeks turn a slight bit of pink. He lowers his head to rest against Clay's]

Ah...that sure is a coincidence. [Yeah, he'll echo what he said] To me you're just as stunning.

[Yes, there are other things Clay would like to get on to. But before he does that, he moves one hand up to run tenderly through Allen's hair, rests it on the back of his neck for a moment, then slides it back down his torso to his thigh once more.]

Now that we're on the same page... [He slides his hands over, brushing teasingly over Allen's crotch before reach their destination: the button and zipper. He'll ask as he starts to undo it:] Did you bring the supplies? You know, the uh... stuff?

[Stuff. God, he sounds like a sixteen year old all over again.]

[No kidding you sound like you're a sixteen year old. It's enough that it gets a raised eyebrow look from Allen]

The stuff?

[He lifts his head to give an exaggerated eyeroll - he was so hoping he wouldn't be called out on that]

Alright, alright - Lube, condoms?

Oh, that.

[He gives an overdramatic eyeroll right back as he nods his head towards where he set his stuff]

Yeah, it's in my bag over there like you asked. [There's some perks to working in a clinic] But, ah...you do know we can't get pregnant, right?

Edited 2015-12-24 01:11 (UTC)

[And... pffft, he laughs at the mental image, thank you babe.]

No, I know! It's just - you know, safer that way? I mean, we can go bare if you want, I'm clean and everything.

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