So, I took Soolin to bed. To sleep. Poor girl--well, poor woman. She *is* two years older than me. I hope... I can *only* hope she has forgiven me for Gauda Prime
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*knocks politely on the door and pokes his head in without waiting for a response* Tarrant, good to see you, old boy. Heard you were in spot of bother... *trails off, noticing the other glass* Ah, sorry, didn't realise you were expecting company. I'll come back later, shall I? *moves to leave*
[Harry's eyes flutter closed and he leans further back into the pillows]
Mmm, oh yes, much better. Anyone'd think you were used to this sort of thing... [Tarrant chuckles again and his hand slows. Harry looks up in alarm and covers Tarrant's hand with his own] Don't stop yet, will you? Feels very nice.
[He continues stroking all over Harry's chest and stomach, thumbs brushing over Harry's nipples every once in a while. Tarrant kisses Harry again, slow and thorough. When they're both suitably out of breath, Tarrant's hands move to Harry's waist, to his belt buckle.]
[OOC: Oh, fuck, it's almost 4AM and my loud key-clacking's waking up the family. Shall have to go to bed myself, I'm afraid. Can we carry this on later?]
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Mmm, oh yes, much better. Anyone'd think you were used to this sort of thing... [Tarrant chuckles again and his hand slows. Harry looks up in alarm and covers Tarrant's hand with his own] Don't stop yet, will you? Feels very nice.
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[He continues stroking all over Harry's chest and stomach, thumbs brushing over Harry's nipples every once in a while. Tarrant kisses Harry again, slow and thorough. When they're both suitably out of breath, Tarrant's hands move to Harry's waist, to his belt buckle.]
[wet whisper against Harry's ear] May I?
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