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[releasing him with a harsh laugh, trailing a kiss up his stomach and chest as he loosens his grip on Yuri's hip]

Hey.

[soft, sliding a hand up under his shirt and vest, over his chest and stomach]

Mm? The bed looks lonely . . .

[kissing his jaw then nuzzling lightly, wrapping an arm around him and running a hand down his thigh]

In a second... the floor looks cold.

[settling comfortably into his hold, starting to undo his buttons, slow and attentive...]

Haha, you would know.

[biting then lazily worrying at the curve of his neck, letting his hands wander over bare skin and digging in with his fingers at random]

Nah, your lap is pretty warm.

[shudders, and strokes his vest and shirt off his shoulders, tucking his face against his neck and sliding his hands all over his back]

As long as you're content, then.

[taking his hands away to let them fall off then pulling Yuri more firmly into his lap by his hips, quietly moaning at the friction as he leans forward to press skin against skin]

[wraps both legs around his lower back, rocking languidly]

Yeah. I'm pretty content.

Mmm . . .

[trailing kisses along his neck and jaw, completely relaxed]

[cupping the back of his neck with one hand, trailing the other down his chest to rub over a nipple]

[shifting to mark up the other side of his neck, rocking back against Yuri with a sigh]

[pinching it and rubbing the tip with his thumb, inhaling sharply when Vincent rocks back at just the right angle]

[biting in to flesh to muffle himself, but that doesn't hide the shiver as rolls his hips into that same spot again]

I want you—Yuri.

[slightly breathless]

Bed?

The door wouldn't mind, I think.

[takes a slow start but getting the both of them up, half-dropping Yuri on the bed before pulling at the half-undone pants]

[props himself up on his elbows to watch, following his every movement... and multitasking. sliding his fingers in his mouth to start wetting them]

[taking his time, occasionally nipping at the newly exposed skin until he tosses them to the side]

[and about that same time he lays back full on the bed, legs spread and arcing his back to slide his finger into himself]

[discarding his own pants and kneeling against the bed, nudging Yuri's legs further apart]

Haha, content?

[working himself languidly and thoroughly, moaning softly when Vincent spreads hm]

Actually... starting to get a little..

A little . . . ?

[leaning over him, hair draping where it will while he licks and scrapes teeth against his nipple, pressing hot and solid against his thigh]

Bo--bothered--[interrupts himself with a moan, surging into an arch to rub against his cock]

[sucking as he inhales, sinking more heavily onto Yuri]

Mmmm, that won't do . . .

[wrapping his free arm around him to steady himself as twists and writhes under him, nails scratching up and down his back until he finally pulls his fingers out and twists underneath Vincent, settling on his stomach and curving up to meld his body against Vincent's]

[gathering up his hair, loose and careless, then pressing against the back of his neck to push him down into the mattress, body pressed against every inch of Yuri's back as he murmurs against his shoulder with his fingers dug in possessively to his hip]

Like that, mmm, when you almost beg . . . Haha, I want to deny you everything.

[not giving him more than an inch of space before he lines up and sinks into Yuri fully with a moan]

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