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Tom Irwin ([personal profile] extendedmetaphor) wrote2013-04-12 11:41 pm
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He'd put a lot of thought into this, not necessarily the logistics but the fact that it was happening at all. They had sex a lot, but it felt different because it was happening on Guy's birthday. They walked home hand in hand and, almost at the threshold, he paused, pressing Guy firmly back against a tree and bent his head to kiss him.

"Happy birthday," he murmured.
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[personal profile] patriotqueen 2013-04-21 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Guy just wanted Tom, a bit too tired for extensive games (it had been a busy birthday), and far too lustful too. He just kissed him, hungrily, still tasting himself. "You spoil me, darling. You spoil me horribly."
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[personal profile] patriotqueen 2013-04-22 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes," Guy agreed, pulling the last of Tom's clothes from him, then starting on his own as he pushed Tom onto the bed.
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[personal profile] patriotqueen 2013-04-25 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Guy took off the last of his clothes, and had to admit he was quite pleased to be sober. It was definitely how best to appreciate the naked body in front of him. He knelt on the bed and leaned over kissing what skin he found and lingering in his neck.
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[personal profile] patriotqueen 2013-04-28 01:17 pm (UTC)(link)
A pleased hum escaped him (he did love those hands in his hair), as he continued kissing him, hand trailing down over his chest.
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[personal profile] patriotqueen 2013-04-29 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
Tom’s cock demanded attention, and attention it did get. Trailing down hands first, mouth closely following he cupped his balls before taking him in his mouth.