Double Pup Post @ Las Manantas [ota]

[really_oldguy]

Methos was reconsidering his decision to eat at this establishment. It seemed to be owned by some manner of psychotic. First, the man had greeted him at the door in what appeared to be some sort of black and red luchador mask, only he had two dangerously sharp katanas strapped to his back and guns holstered at his hips. Then he'd more or less

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[really_oldguy]

He pulled her against him, Methos' hands were running over her in a frenzy, he wanted to touch her everywhere at once but not the number of hands necessary to do so.

[comingwith]

Rose released his hair so that she could grab his shirt at the waist and give it a tug to free it. "Mentioned something about bein' shirtless." Her voice was husky with need and each word was punctuated with a long and drugging kiss.

[really_oldguy]

His shirt gone, in a quick motion he picked her up in his arms, one arm supporting her back, the other underneath her knees.

"But no grapes. Shame, that." he said before capturing her mouth again as he walked her toward the bedroom.

[comingwith]

[ooc: Continued here NSFW].