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]

Ridley moaned, hands closing around Tim's hips, encouraging the faster rhythm, the deeper penetration. "God," he gasped, breaking the kiss momentarily, "going to come so hard..."

[t4_ltmiller]

"Yes...so good, Tim moaned as he continued the faster pace. "I want you to come." He really wanted the other man to come in him like before, barrier free but they weren't there yet.

[ridley_parrish]

Ridley buried his face against the side of Tim's neck, his position making it difficult for him to control the speed of their lovemaking. He was taking the pleasure as Tim gave it to him, at Tim's pace. He murmured brokenly in multiple languages and none as his need slowly crested and then broke suddenly and he found himself throbbing into Tim's body.

[t4_ltmiller]

Tim continued his quickened pace even after Ridley found his completion. "Close...so close," he panted. He could feel it and it was so close, so delicious. His sweet spot was getting stroked with every rock of his hips. Tim wrapped his hand around his leaking cock and began stroking in earnest. "Yes," he groaned, pleasure coming from both his ass and his cock. It was pretty quick after that, his seed spilled over his hand as well as Ridley's chest and stomach.

[ridley_parrish]

Ridley hummed in contentment, seized by the lassitude that followed good sex, and held Tim close. "Didn't get to taste you," he said, before giving in to a jaw-cracking yawn.