Day 55, evening; Ridley's tent; Attn: Tim [F]

[ridley_parrish]

Co-written with Cajun in googledocs Warning: Adult content!Ridley slipped into his tent, Tim right behind, a couple of teasing catcalls from the Athosians warming his face with a blush. Tormin had arranged to sleep over at Harju's and was already abed, thank goodness, so they'd felt more comfortable about leaving the festivities. They were both

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[ridley_parrish]

"Me, too," Ridley said, then returned to marking Tim's shoulder. He squeezed Tim's asscheeks together, in rhythm to their rocking. The memory of coming inside Tim unprotected their first time surfaced, making him even more aroused. He wanted that again, wanted to be together long enough, trusting enough, to be able to be truly naked with the other man.

[t4_ltmiller]

"You feel so good," Tim said as he ran his hands up and down Ridley's back and sides. He liked the way the other man's muscles moved as they made love. If asked, Tim would have to admit to enjoying having his ass fondled and his lover seemed to know exactly how to do it. "Please keep touching me."

[ridley_parrish]

"That's not hard," Ridley said. "Not touching you, I couldn't do. I love having you so close." He kissed Tim then, licking across the other man's lower lip before pushing his tongue inside, tasting hints of Athosian stew and cassit and beer overlaid with something that was all Tim.

[t4_ltmiller]

Tim answer was swept away by Ridley's mouth, teasing and tasting him. He slid his tongue along his lovers, mimicking the intimacy of their bodies. Ridley loved touching him and wanted him close. How well would they do living apart? That thought caused his breath to hitch putting an end to their kiss. To cover his panic, Tim moved to Ridley's neck and began placing wet kisses there.

[ridley_parrish]

Ridley bent his neck, giving Tim better access. He'd felt Tim tense, but didn't know the reason and was somewhat afraid to ask. "You can mark me, you know," he said. "Up where everyone can see it if you want."