hey baby you so fine baby (for Belize)

[redviperofdorne]

Oberyn strokes one finger along Belize's hand and smiles, drawing him a little closer. "As a matter of fact, I do," he murmurs, kissing Belize's jaw briefly before tugging him toward the door. Thinking about the room can wait a bit. Small details are of little concern to this one.

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[belize_queen]

Belize follows, grinning, and laughing to himself - it's been a while since he had a wild lay, even if Simeon is sweet as ever. But no-one made any promises, so his conscience is clear.

"Indeed, handsome. Indeed," he murmurs, already calculating what room is the closest for them to crash at.

[belize_queen]

Darn Mansion, making clothes reappear when they were already removed!

"Flexible enough," Belize replies with a teasing, appreciative grin. "But you'll have to be very nice if you want to see how flexible I am."

He steps back, towards the bed.

[redviperofdorne]

So terrible, that. :|

Oberyn grins and follows, gladly. "Am I ever anything less? Though perhaps I shouldn't ask you to answer that," wickedly.

[belize_queen]

"You've been holding your own so far," Belize replies, on a similar tone. He plops on the bed, tugging Oberyn with him.

[redviperofdorne]

Oberyn grins and follows Belize down, kissing him open-mouthed again, playfully.

[belize_queen]

Belize's hands are skillful as they travel over Oberyn's body, his kiss is passionate as he kisses back.

Those pants are getting daaaaaaarn tight.

[redviperofdorne]

Yeah, really. You think this one hasn't noticed? Because he has, oh how he has, and he might be moving his hands to get rid of Belize's because he's considerate like that. "Good with your hands?" He purrs, on Belize's mouth.

[belize_queen]

"I've been told so before," Belize replies, comfortably moving to stroke him through the fabric.

[redviperofdorne]

Oberyn grins, slips his hands through the fabric to fondle Belize, teasingly. "Someone speaks you fair, then..."

[belize_queen]

"On occasion," Belize replies, as he manages to get Oberyn's pants open. "Just like you," teasingly.

[redviperofdorne]

"I only ever speak the truth," he manages to get out, before he moans for Belize's touch, his own gaining in intent.

[belize_queen]

Belize chuckles between kisses, and slips his hand between Oberyn's legs, caressing in long strokes. "Good. I'd hate to be deluded," he murmurs, against his lips, breathlessly.

[redviperofdorne]

He groans, puts his head back. "Tease," he accuses, but lightly.

[belize_queen]

"I live to please," Belize replies, and he sets to nibble at Oberyn's earlobe, a hand still caressing him with an expert touch.

[redviperofdorne]

Oberyn's hand curls around Belize more, fingers teasing his underside, and murmurs, "The two do rhyme, do they not?"

[belize_queen]

His breath hitchs, his hips buck.

"Much like people mesh well, words do as well, I suppose."