[ original: lor + bells; closed post]

[thaumaturgic]

[ continued from this thread here. alternate ORIGINALLY JUST A TROLLING reply. ]


[ He can't look at him. He can't, he can't, because this is all wrong. Lor isn't really sure what's come over him, but it sure isn't reason or sensibility. There's a pull at the door even though he knows it won't open far enough. ]

Please move, Bells. You wanted me to leave, so I'm leaving. [ It's spoken quietly, his head bowed, and he grips the doorknob so tight, his hand starts to cramp. ] I shouldn't have said anything. I'm sorry.

[ Everything about this situation is wrong, and Lor shuts his eyes, trying to resist the urge to blast the door apart in order to escape. What's one more regret to add to the countless he already has weighing him down? ] You asked me what my problem was. I told you. [ The inflection in his voice doesn't change, remaining small and quiet. ] And now I'd like to go home.

So either fuck me or move. You know you want to.

Comments

i still can't believe this happened.

[thaumaturgic]

[ Those words send the blood rushing through his body, harder than he can remember being in recent times and just a little bit dizzy with it. Lor lets out a low groan, and he rubs at Bells' cock with his hand, tracing the outline of it with his fingers before dropping his hand away. ]

Okay. Fuh— Okay, damn it.

[ He presses in close, pulling Bells against him and kissing him hard. A bite at his lip, a hand sliding into his hair, before Lor pushes him back. It's more than embarrassing, almost shameful, but he turns around, facing the door and bracing his arms against it before glancing at Bells over his shoulder. ]

Better hurry up, Bells.

why not? it's perfect :'D

[lacksgrace]

[ He stares, and for lack of anything better to do, he stares some more. It makes him so aroused to see just how willing Lor is right now, how much he actually wants it, and for an entire five seconds, his brain blanks. But then, he's moving, pressing up against his back and kissing at the skin of his neck. Biting at his shoulder as his hands slide around to his front so he can caress his belly and lightly tease at his cock. ]

You feel that? [ He rocks a little, purposely rubbing so that his own erection slides between them. ] You make me so fucking hard— [ Bells stops at that, pulling a hand away so he can wet his fingers with his mouth. ] Hang on. I've gotta make sure I don't hurt you.

[ He breathes the words right against his ear, knowing that even saliva isn't going to be enough to ease the pain. But it's something. It's a start, and he slowly slips a finger inside him. ]