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[can't help the tension is his arch anymore, falling back against him, slick with sweat, lost in his rhythm except for the occasional helpful traction of his own feet pushing against the fur, and meeting Vincent's eyes in the mirror]

[dislodging Yuri's fisted hand from the blanket and guiding it to his stomach, wrapping his arm more securely around Yuri to keep him up, still looking smug even when undone as his eyes flicker to Yuri's]

[slides his hand down his stomach to wrap around himself, grip loose so that every thrust pushes his cock against his hand, making him hiss and shudder until he finally closes his grip tight and starts stroking in earnest, fighting to keep his eyes open]

Mmm, yes, Yuri.

[toes curl as he starts to come undone, pushing into Yuri a few times before he's pulled taut, coming with his teeth sunk into Yuri's shoulder]

[grips himself almost painfully tight to stop himself so he can watch Vincent, and only after he's done and limp does he finish jacking himself off]

Vin.

[i-inhaling . . . then sucking deeply on his skin, not letting go, as he reaches down to fondle Yuri's balls with a short groan]

Mm!

[wrenching tight, whimpering as he strokes himself through it]

Ahh, Yuri . . .

[gently kissing where he bit, holding him tightly while his strokes become softer]

[care... fully removing his fingers but not otherwise moving much... is it even possible to be tired in a dream?]

Was... a really good idea. The mirror.

[slowly rolling them, so Yuri isn't on top of him, shifting to settle himself]

Haha, you never thought of it . . . ?

[yess]

It might have crossed my mind.

Edited 2012-02-16 01:14 (UTC)

[soaking in contact and not having to support & fuck Yuri]

Oh, good. I would hate to surprise you.

Really...

[nuzzles vaguely at his arm, totally limp]

Mmm, of course. Surprises can be so nasty.

[pushing some of his hair out of the way]

I like to think I'm hard to surprise.

You like to think that you don't show when you are.

[slight rake of nails]

Same as you.

Haha, what a pair.

[reaching a hand back to stroke over his thigh]

I don't think anyone would believe it if it wasn't already true.

Edited 2012-02-16 02:03 (UTC)

[cheek against his shoulder]

I wonder . . .

[uses his hand to tuck Vincent's arm tighter around himself]

You know, it's too bad I'm not going to feel this in the morning.

[stifling a laugh]

I'm not putting on a repeat performance.

[huffs, burrowing closer]

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