Duplicity IC Contact

[bothbarrels]

 I suppose if you've reached this message I'm not around to accept your contact.
So, you can just leave it here, and I'll be sure to contact you back as soon as I can.

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[bothbarrels]

Well, thank you for permission.

[ There's definitely a teasing tone to that; North squeezes lightly where his hand had been placed. Then, after a moment, something seems to break—North was waiting to see what York wanted, but the urgency has been building in his system, and he turns and angles his head enough to bite at York's jawline. He can feel that York's hard, too, against his pelvis, and he brings his free hand to caress the side of York's cock. He rubs at York's body with both hands, biting at his jaw, and making some little pleased grunting sounds. ]

[infailtration]

It seemed like you needed it-- ah...

[ There you go, he thinks, dipping his head a little lower to suck a mark to North's neck right over his pulse.

It's not the first sex he's had in years. Not even with a guy -- Duplicity has taken both those titles already -- but North's touch is sparking a different sort of heat under his skin. He shifts his weight to get a hand between them and see what he's dealing with here, fingertips tracing the shape of North's cock through his boxers. Answer: he's dealing with a lot. ]

I hope you've got lube.

[ He turns his head to catch North's mouth again before the other man can answer, drawing him out of his underwear and stroking him properly. ]

[bothbarrels]

Mhm.

[ It's the only way he can give an affirmative answer right now, with the way York has captured his lips. He lets out a harsh and needy exhale when York starts to stroke him, and he turns his hand over so he, too, can feel out his lover's cock. Pressing his hand in between them he finds that York is a good, average size, and he moves his hand to find the waistband of York's pajamas and slip his hand inside. ]