[Ivan drank at a bottle and a half of Vodka, and drunk Ivan thought it would be a good idea to strip clumsily as he walked over to Talib's room. Sock getting caught on his foot, he almost fell over at least twice; his jacket tossed onto a lamp. Placing the bottle so close to the edge of a nearby table it threatened to topple over if even the ground shook, Ivan opened the door.]
/Hiiiighest Bidderrrr~!/
[No response; he wasn't there. Pouting, the grey-headed boy entered the room, kicking the door shut behind him. He hopped onto Talib's bed, rolling around naked for a few minutes.]
[Talib was exhausted. The nexus had not been kind after his most recent death and he had been having too many close calls to count. Vaguely, out of habit more than actual cognizance, he took note of the empty bottle on the table and moves it into a stable position as he passes.]
[He enters his room and doesn't bother with the lights, stripping himself quickly and falling into bed.]
You want me so badly you wait for me like this...How long have you been hard? Have you been touching yourself, like a bad Boy, thinking of me?
[He leans in to ravish those smug lips and gently begins to caress Ivan's cock.]
What did you hope would happen, Boy? That I fuck you? Did you want me to fuck your ass, your mouth? Or shall I tease you, touch you until you come all over yourself?
[He sweeps his thumb over the head before quickly withdrawing his hand, smirking at how the Boy will react to the loss of stimulation. Talib opens the tin and pauses, devilish eyes evaluating the man in his bed.]
Do you want a simple fuck, Boy, or do you think you can handle some games~?
/Hiiiighest Bidderrrr~!/
[No response; he wasn't there. Pouting, the grey-headed boy entered the room, kicking the door shut behind him. He hopped onto Talib's bed, rolling around naked for a few minutes.]
/I wanna do it..s'not fair!/
[He scooted underneath the sheets and waited.]
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[He enters his room and doesn't bother with the lights, stripping himself quickly and falling into bed.]
[!]
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Owowowow!
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Boy? What on earth...?
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I was t'surprise you!
[He slurred slightly, accent much heavier than usual.]
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[At the slurring he puts together the Boy, the bed, and the bottle, but wants to hear the words straight from the man in question.]
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[He gave him an amused look.]
For the sex, yeah? Haha.
[Ivan scooted out from under the sheets, revealing he was naked, and slung his arms over Talib's shoulders.]
Y'do not want~?
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[Mockingly surprised.] Are you drunk, Boy? Are you horny for me? What a shamelessly pretty sight you are...
[His other hand teasingly massages Ivan's inner thigh, so close, but not touching his dick yet.]
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[Sultry eyes looked up at Talib, lips smirking so delicately. Ivan shifted his hips, brushing his dick against Talib's hand.]
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[He leans in to ravish those smug lips and gently begins to caress Ivan's cock.]
What did you hope would happen, Boy? That I fuck you? Did you want me to fuck your ass, your mouth? Or shall I tease you, touch you until you come all over yourself?
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[Ivan moans softly at the touch and at Talib's words. His hands gripping at the older man's shoulders as he roughly kissed him back in need.]
Yes yes...I want you t'fuck me...or--nn...do everything you want t'me.
[At least his English is marginally better than last time.]
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[The hand at his cock suddenly squeezes and pumps quickly as his other reaches over to the nightstand and rummage around for the tin of lube.]
Don't come, Boy...I want you around my cock when you scream to Heaven...
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[Ivan gasped at the quickened pace, his hips rocking against Talib's hand as his own hands sweep across the man's chest, feeling him up.]
Mmnn...you will make me...if you do it so fast...
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Do you want a simple fuck, Boy, or do you think you can handle some games~?
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I can handle the games~ [He chuckled quietly, pressing his chest up against the other man's.]
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Prep yourself, Boy. I'll need to get a few things~ Be loud about it, too.
[He rolls off the bed and disappears momentarily into the walk-in closet.]
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