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[willbewonderful]

continued from hereHe isn't sure what's gotten into Duck, but he's pretty sure he likes it and trusts Duck to find them someplace that Geoffrey can get some practice doing some things he's never, ever actually going to try at a Council meeting

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[legendarymadman]

"This'll do," says Geoffrey, with a short and definitely happy laugh. He can't help thinking, just for a moment before he starts to pull at his clothes, that now every time Duck comes out here to this shed he'll think of this moment.

[willbewonderful]

"Thinking about it," Duck replies, licking a long stripe up Geoffrey's throat to his ear, which he takes between his lips. "Why, you like it?"

[legendarymadman]

"I think I do," says Geoffrey, releasing a pleasant little shiver, "but apparently not as much as you do."

[willbewonderful]

"Can't help it," Duck says around Geoffrey's ear. "M'proud of you." With a last kiss, he turns in Geoffrey's arms, pressing himself against the wall of the shed and pushing his ass towards Geoffrey. "Now don't you got some official business to take care of here?"

[legendarymadman]

"I'm not sure I want this moment recorded in the official minutes," says Geoffrey, smoothing his hands down Duck's warm, muscular back. "Stay right like this."

[willbewonderful]

Duck actually complies this time, if only because he can hear the promise in Geoffrey's voice. He crosses his arms in front of him and, resting his forehead against them, tries sneaking a peak back at Geoffrey.

[legendarymadman]

"I hope there's oil in here somewhere," Geoffrey murmurs, his lips against Duck's back now, "but I'll use my tongue if I have to."

[willbewonderful]

There is, but Duck's not sure he wants to tell where it is now. He shifts, pushing his skin against Geoffrey's lips, and eyes the tiny tin of cutting fluid just out of Geoffrey's line of sight.

[legendarymadman]

"Is that an answer?" says Geoffrey, letting his lips trail down Duck's back, slowly, so slowly. "Stay right there," he tells him again, in case the command has been forgetten. "I'll be the one to do this."

[willbewonderful]

Duck presses his forehead tight against his folded arms and shivers. Whatever Geoffrey does, it's bound to draw a moan from him, and these walls aren't exactly soundproof. He puts his lips to his arm preemptively, drawing a breath that stutters with anticipation.

[legendarymadman]

Geoffrey licks heavily at Duck's tailbone and then he's on his knees, his tongue moving further down still and his hands working to spread Duck's legs, to give himself even more access.

[willbewonderful]

Duck's breath hitches in his throat, and his head rocks restlessly against his arms. He feels so tightly wound he might just explode at the first touch of Geoffrey's tongue, and then it's there, right at the heart of him, and Duck's arms unfold to scrabble against the wall for something, anything to hold onto.

[legendarymadman]

"Don't move," Geoffrey pulls away to say again, his tongue then making a long swipe at Duck's cheek. But he knows how impossible a request that is and just grips the back of Duck's thighs as he moves back in to continue.

[willbewonderful]

Duck's fingers find the edge of his workbench, and he clutches at it hard, trying his best to do as Geoffrey tells him. It's a hard thing when he feels like he's coming apart at the seams, like he might fall to pieces were Geoffrey's hands not on him.

[legendarymadman]

This is still something that Geoffrey doesn't do for Duck often, but when he does it's worth the wait, for both of them. The way Duck is moving, breathing, the way he's losing himself, it's incredibly arousing. Geoffrey isn't sure how long he can keep this up before he gives in and just fucks him, but he's trying, he's trying.

[willbewonderful]

A series of low, wordless sounds are building in Duck's throat, escaping him in tiny grunts that almost sound like pain, but pain is on the furthest side of the spectrum of what Duck's feeling now. He presses his forehead hard against the wood in front of him, almost ready to bite it to keep from making a sound that will be heard on the other side of the wall.