Penthouse of Ormulus, backdated to Monday night (NWS)

[godinakilt]

Camulus's back hit the door of the apartment and he was sure he almost cracked the doorframe in his effort to wrench it open. He hauled Orlin inside and pinned him against the door again, one hand latching it firmly before returning to the pleasant exploration of flesh.

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[ascended_being]

Dimly aware that the door was locked behind them (which was a good thing considering what they were about to do) Orlin firmly hooked one leg about Camulus' waist and nibbled his collerbone, glorying in his freedom of movement with no pain.

Fantastic really.

[godinakilt]

Since it was, really, his shirt, Camulus had no compuctions about reaching between them and pulling it away, tossing it carelessly over his shoulder. Reaching down again, he took Orlin firmly - and possessively - in hand.

[ascended_being]

A look of ecasty crossed his face and his nails dug into Camulus' sholder.

"Oh my, I've missed this."

[godinakilt]

"We do this almost every night," Camulus growled, his breath hot against Orlin's ear as his hand began to stroke slowly, deft fingers grazing against Orlin's balls while he pumped.

[ascended_being]

Orlin's head fell back against the door and his hand grasped Camulus cock and began to caresses in rythem to what was being done to his own personal one.

"Not for a, ah! few weeks, days, oh lord."

[godinakilt]

Camulus's breath hitched in his throat.

"So you do know the words . . ." he growled as his mouth dropped to kiss at Orlin's neck, lapping and nipping at the skin. His hips rocked up into Orlin's hand and he ached to be buried inside the other man.

. . . or he told himself that he did. Right now, he was flexible on the subject.

[ascended_being]

Orlin shook his head and managed a small smile as he was continually played with. It was utterly his most favorate thing to do.

"I have no idea what you mean," he gasped, and tightened his hold marginally.

[godinakilt]

Camulus groaned and arched into his hand. "Bed," he snarled, and nipped at Orlin's ear, then trailed his tongue along the line of his jaw. "Now," he snapped, and pulled Orlin backwards with him.

[ascended_being]

They were actually going to make it to the bed? How very novel and quaint.

He moved easily with Camulus up to their bedchamber, and was plopped down on the bed, followed in nano seconds by Camulus.

[godinakilt]

Oh, shut up you. Camulus was feeling the need to do this properly. Somewhere in the transition his kilt had gotten left behind, and now his hips pinned Orlin to the bed, grinding harshly.

[ascended_being]

Orlin arched up with a gasp, and grasped wildly on the bedside for some lubricant before rolling expertly so he was on top of Camulus, pinning the man easily despite the other being larger and probably stronger.

[godinakilt]

Camulus chalked it up to the whole recently ascended thing. So he wasn't trying too hard to get back in control, arching back against Orlin with a groan.

[ascended_being]

Which was ood, because then Orlin wouldn't be able to have his fun with Camulus.

Squirting a small amount onto his finger he lifted Camulus legs and slowly traced one finger around his hole, kissing him in a thoroughly distracting way before slowly sliding one finger in.

[godinakilt]

Camulus growled into the kiss, his head rearing off the bed even as his hips moved impatiently against Orlin's hand, impaling himself demandingly.

[ascended_being]

Orlin smirked, and added another finger.

"That good?" he purred into Camulus' mouth.