Clay seems to think it over and then shrugs. He actually doesn't know. He remember being spanked as a child - definitely hadn't enjoyed it back then - but he figures it's something else when it's not that kind of spanking.
He blushes a little then holds up a hand and bites it delicately before pointing to his neck.
Orlando steps in, nuzzling at first, then using his teeth and clamping down. Pressure, not pain, he reminds himself, but something about Clay makes him want to own him.
The sensation of Orlando's teeth hard on his skin goes straight to Clay's cock, making it twitch. It makes his whole body twitch. His mouth falls open and he presses closer to Orlando without thinking, panting slightly.
"Fuck, Clay," Orlando whispers against his skin. "How do you do this to me?" He presses Clay back against the wall and starts a series of small bites down Clay's neck to his shirt's neckline. "I'm hard already."
The double sensation of the hard wall against his back and Orlando's warm body and sharp teeth is enough to turn Clay dizzy. He rubs himself against Orlando
Orlando growls softly at the feel of Clay's hardness, and bites down more. "You make me want to fuck you right here, right up against this wall." He steps back just enough to turn Clay around and presses back against him. "You want that? Right here?" He bites the back of Clay's neck.
Orlando has to reach down and adjust himself. He's hard as steel and hungry for Clay. "You're so fucking hot, Clay," he murmurs between kisses and bites. He slides his arms around so his hands are moving up under Clay's shirt, finding hard nipples to twist. "So hungry for you."
Orlando realizes what he's doing and quick as a cat has a hand down his pants. "Nuh-uh," he purrs silkily. "You're mine." He reaches in and strokes Clay's erection. "That's all mine." He bites the back of Clay's neck again to emphasize his words.
Orlando can hear the air moving in Clay's throat and see his larnyx working. It's powerful, knowing he can make that happen. "Beautiful, Clay," he praises quietly, and gives the hardness in his hand an extra squeeze.
He murmurs, "I need to taste you. Open you." He eases to his knees and then works Clay's jeans down his legs, and off. He spreads Clay's legs just a bit more, then bites hard at each cheek. "You've got the greatest arse." He spreads the flesh and delves inside with his tongue.
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Okay, I *so* do not have a puke fetish! And I don't have chlamydia either! I get tested!
But damn, Clay... to say your pillow talk blows... that's just mean!! *ducks and grins*
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He blushes a little then holds up a hand and bites it delicately before pointing to his neck.
I like to get bitten
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Damn that Clay. He can make Orlando ready for sex with just a look.
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Be my guest
Teasing Orlando is fun.
(occ- off to bed - feel free to continue - here or someplace else - or not as you see fit *g*)
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It makes his whole body twitch.
His mouth falls open and he presses closer to Orlando without thinking, panting slightly.
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He rubs himself against Orlando
So am I
and strokes his back, his hands urgent and warm.
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Yes. Now
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He gets a hand in between the wall and himself and starts to undo his jeans, gasping when Orlando pinches his nipples.
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He's making small thrusts up into Orlando's hand, moving between flexible fingers and the hard, straining flesh behind him.
The bites are driving him mad, making him moan.
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He murmurs, "I need to taste you. Open you." He eases to his knees and then works Clay's jeans down his legs, and off. He spreads Clay's legs just a bit more, then bites hard at each cheek. "You've got the greatest arse." He spreads the flesh and delves inside with his tongue.
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He pushes slightly back, shuddering from the slick slide of Orlando's tongue.
He can feel the sweat trickle down his face and back, tickling his skin and turning his shirt dark.
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