[That, he was not expecting; hands and mouths are more often the territory of Skye's first sexual encounter with a stranger that he intends to see again (and in this case, live with) -- though he's hardly about to refuse.]
Can do, appletini.
[Those leggings are coming off, along with whatever underwear is beneath them, while Skye simultaneously finishes off the amateur art project on the side of Leif's neck with one particularly sharp bite.]
[Underwear, pah. Underwear is for boring times, not awesome funtimes. Leif lets out a high shaky gasp, reaching up to grip onto the pole and brace himself, and reaching out with the other hand to grab at Skye's neck and shoulders, trying to pull him close. He's hard already, obviously, and clearly eager to be touched, apparently unaware of the lingering bruises on his hips. Pay them no mind, of course.]
[Underwear is for the weak! Or the sexually non-liberated. Or something. In any case, Skye is not wearing any and very rarely does. He demonstrates this fact by wriggling out of his own jeans one-handed while he teases at Leif's cock with feather-light touches, never quite wrapping his hand around it.]
[Or the people who waste time taking off clothes, meh. Leif is going to get all grabbyhands here, because Skye is naked and needs touching rn,leaning forward and sliding hands over his hips, nuzzling at his shoulder and nipping hard.] Do not tease, please?
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Can do, appletini.
[Those leggings are coming off, along with whatever underwear is beneath them, while Skye simultaneously finishes off the amateur art project on the side of Leif's neck with one particularly sharp bite.]
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