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[His reaction this time isn't quite as... well, reactive, now that he knows what it feels like again, now that it isn't so much of a lightning bolt of pleasure. But it still makes him bite his lower lip and push his hips forward again, loving the feeling, never wanting it to stop, please keep going. Every push of Allen's fingers sends pleasant sensations up his spine and seems to travel through his fingers and toes, because it feels so new, so - so fucking amazing.

And since Allen's busy with his ear, Clay can't exactly tip his head forward to bite at his neck again, and he needs skin-on-skin contact so badly at this point. So the hand at Allen's arm moves to slide under his shirt instead, fingers exploring his abdomen and side, while the one in his hair moves down, nails scraping lightly against the back of his neck instead.]

Feels - ah...

[Yeah, that's about all he can get out, except for murmuring Allen's name again.]

[Underneath Allen's shirt, Clay's fingers will find toned muscles. On his stomach and his right side, however? There's the unmistakable feeling of bumps and overly smooth skin that comes from scarring- and there's a good amount of it too. Allen makes a pleased sound of his own from the skin contact and the nails scraping.]

[Though really, he's getting the most pleasure out of working Clay like this. He continues massaging at that area, occasionally using his fingernails to scrape lightly. And to top it all off? He'll finish playing with his ear, and start tilting his head down as he begins to kiss down his neck, remembering what he had said earlier]

Stellar?

[Yeah... he can feel the scars there. He knows what they feel like; he's got a few of his own, after all, that thankfully Allen isn't really near. Allen must've been in a lot of battles. Not that Clay's actually thinking in such an advanced way, and instead just traces his nails up Allen's side before dragging them back down, though they dig in every time he feels that scrape against his back.

Which... speaking of that. Clay tilts his head back with a smile - yes, yes, do whatever you want there - as Allen starts to kiss down his neck, the sensation just piling on to all the delight he's feeling. And his back, moon and stars and sun, it feels so good, and every time he feels those nails scrape, his back arches again, pressing his body to Allen's, feeling another jolt when there's contact between their hips again. That, that feels incredible.]

Stellaaa-aaa-arrr...

[The word gets a laugh out of Allen, even if it's breathy from everything he's feeling. Clay feeling up his side and the way he kept pressing against him was certainly having an effect. It was enough to make his face blush some, what urge crossed his mind when another jolt from their hips connecting rode through him]

[No. Not today. And definitely not in Ino's room.]

[Of course, none of that mental reminding is going to stop him from continuing to massage that area of the back with his nails. Nor is it going to stop him from reaching a particularly sensitive spot on Clay's neck and brushing his teeth against it and flicking his tongue on the skin to gauge his reaction. Because you know, that's smart. ]

[If the way Clay's face is flushed and how he's breathing heavier than normal doesn't say anything - yes, he's definitely feeling the same way on his end. All of these sensations, especially after having gone so long without feeling them, are having quite the effect on him, but he doesn't want to stop yet. It feels way too good to just stop - maybe in a bit, sure, but oh, not before Allen has his way with his neck...

Since Clay's already got his head tilted back, he conveys how very okay he is with Allen doing more to his neck by tangling his fingers in his hair again, as if to keep him there. He doesn't stop feeling up his side, and in fact slides that hand down his back as well, loving the feel of heated skin against his own.

Yeah - Yeah, they can wrap up in a minute, but right now... Dumb decisions, here we go.]

[Oh Lord- His back moves with that hand moving down it, feeling Clay's heated skin against his own was like meeting fire with fire. His hand going down makes his hips move forward and collide again into Clay's- an almost whine sound comes out of his mouth when he feels that jolt again.]

[But, he'll try to focus off that by focusing instead on Clay's neck- since hey Clay was making it clear that it was very much okay to do that. And so enthusiastically, he'll bite down on Clay's neck, sucking on it and occasionally pausing to lick it over. All to make the same sort of mark that Clay had made on him earlier, not to mention to get more of those great reactions out of the other.]

[When Allen's hips press against his, Clay lets out another moan, a little more heated, a little more desperate, and rolls his own hips against him just as he did in the chair. All of this - the heat of skin against skin, the way their hips move together, Allen's fingers sending additional jolts of pleasure through his body and the lips teeth tongue at his neck - all of it's just making him think nothing but more, more, more of this. He smears his hand up Allen's back, as much as it can go with his shirt still on before lowering it again, he shifts his hand through his hair, he keeps his throat bared and revels in how intense it feels. More, he wants more, he wants it bad and he wants it now.

And that's exactly why they should stop. This isn't the right time, nor the right place. He wants this, he wants it so badly, but he also wants it to be something they'll both look back on and not regret or be embarrassed over. He doesn't want to just pull away, because god, he doesn't want to stop and he doesn't want Allen to think he doesn't want it. But he will, at least, pull his hand away from his back to rest on his arm instead and keep his hips back. Still keeps his head tilted up because hell yeah he wants a mark for later, but.]

We... We should probably, ah...

[He lets out another noise, still breathy and pleased, but a little quieter than before at least.]

Edited 2015-10-04 09:50 (UTC)

[ Luckily, even if he's really into the moment- he does notice the cues. The sudden pulling away, the words. Right. Even if it felt really, really good- they were probably getting a bit too heavy right now. More so than either of them were comfortable with, even if part of him really wanted it at the moment. ]

[So he'll lower his hand away from Clay's back, and slow with the biting on his neck before he finally responds.]

Ah...stop soon, yeah.

[Not that he's immediately pulling away either, because damn, he wants to at least finish making this hickey]

Mmmmmyeah.

[And with the way Clay slides both hands into Allen's hair and lets out a light and pleased groan, yes, he's very content with him keeping it up and giving him a mark, too. He's got turtlenecks, he can hide it later. But the idea of having one, and it still felt so good, if less intense than before. Less intense is a good thing. Makes calming down a bit easier.]

You make me feel amazing...

[He says it in a murmur; it's the truth, but he also wants to convey that yes, he loved what they were doing and would like to keep it up someday, just not today.]

[Less intense was probably for the best. It was still going to take a bit to cool down, but at least the now lack of intensity wasn't making it worse. He flick his tongue over the bite mark before he pauses at Clay's murmur, gives a small little chuckle and then finally finishes up. He then pulls his head up to give him a kiss on the cheek]

You are amazing.

Edited 2015-10-05 02:56 (UTC)

[He lets out a long, satiated sigh, keeping his eyes shut for a moment as he lowers his hands, looping them loosely around Allen's neck rather than staying in his hair. When he opens them to look into Allen's eyes, he looks happy, content, and so very fond of the guy in front of him that it can only be described as tender. He's still breathing a little hard, and - yeah, he still looks pretty heated, as it will take a bit to cool down, but he just. Gosh, he really, really likes him so much.]

If I'm that amazing, then so are you.

[Wow, even with how heated he feels, it's pretty amazing he still feels himself blushing at that statement. His arm slowly move to wrap around Clay's waist in the same loose fashion. He's trying to make sure there's at least a little space between their bodies though, at least.]

Ha....if you want to sincerely grade me as amazing, then it's very good we're stopping where we are now before that opinion could get ruined.

[....Yes. Allen may have made a sex joke no one panic ok.]

Edited 2015-10-05 04:38 (UTC)

[... ... ...

He should behave. He really should behave.]

Hmm, well... [Whatever. He slowly starts to trace circles against the back of Allen's neck as his smile turns more coy.] I'd make it amazing for the both of us.

[... .... ...]

[You know usually Allen's pretty good at resisting temptation normally. Or even just outright ignoring it. He can do that on any normal day, really.]

[But when he's stuck in a teenage body with hormones and all, haven't had anything like this in a long time, have already been worked up a huge amount, and now the guy he really likes giving him that smile while saying those words while tracing his neck which is causing him to shudder?]

[Just...okay. Okay even he has his limits]

Clay, please remind me why we're actually stopping right now.

Edited 2015-10-05 05:10 (UTC)

[Clay ducks his head to let out a laugh at that, feeling giddily prideful and a bit (JUST A BIT) lovestruck at the look on Allen's face. Part of him wants to say I don't know, why are we stopping right now and pull Allen right back against his body, but he knows that side of him is driven by hormones and should not be listened to right now. So he listens to his more logical side instead.]

Weeell... we both agreed we're not really at that point yet, contrary to what our bodies are telling us. We don't want to have an amazing time too fast. [He raises his eyebrows teasingly] But most importantly? This is Ino's room, and I don't think we want to take things further here.

[And he gives a groan sound because he knows Clay is right even if he so doesn't want to be Clay to be right at this moment. But you know, he guesses it's good someone is thinking of long term consequences even that someone is stopping him from an amazing time in the short term]

Okay, okay- you're right. Holding off is better, I get it. [He lets out a tiny sigh and mutters to himself] Shit.

[He chuckles at that, amused and, well, maybe letting out some of his frustration as well, and he leans in to give him a chaste kiss before he pulls back, and pulling his body away as well, just to lessen the temptation for both of them.]

There you go. Now, let's actually calm ourselves down and not get riled up again.

Right- okay. [Yeah you keep that kiss chaste!! As Clay's pulling away, he'll just- pull away too, by letting go of Clay and pivoting he's no longer in front of Clay and instead slumps his back against the wall next to Clay. He gives an exasperated sigh as he reaches up to just fully untie that tie and ditch it because it's way too hot to have on right now when he's trying to cool down.]

Okay, okay okay- [He drops the tie and runs a frustrated hand through his hair. Time to try to think of anti-sexy things. He'll be talking to himself for a bit here as he does a game of word association here] Clinic, Mold, Bacteria cultures, Chlamydia bacterial infection, Gonorrhea, Crabs, Crowley and Tekhetsio... [He makes a disgusted face, okay it seems to be working]

Edited 2015-10-05 12:40 (UTC)

[... You know, he did meet Crowley so he does know who he is, but with the word association going on there, he still automatically thinks that "Crowley and Tekhetsio" are some kind of disease. And that's pretty nasty, man. Clay, meanwhile, steps away from the wall while crossing his arms over his chest in a stretch routine and tries to think of some unsexy things himself.]

High fructose corn syrup, Eldoon's Noodles, diesel trucks, cigarettes, littering, cloudy nights, blood...

[He shudders a bit at the thought of that last one. But yeah, this is definitely working, as well as the stretches he's keeping up. Now he's bending down to touch his toes and keep them there for a moment.]

[You know what? That's a close enough assumption, Clay. So go you, go you. Meanwhile Allen hears Clay's list of unsexy things and...wow. Glad he quit smoking last week sheesh.]

[But okay he has to ask about one of those]

...Eldoon's Noodles?

[YEAH GOOD THING EH.]

It’s a noodle place Apollo took me to once. Apparently, the Wrights love it. Me? I feel like I almost died just from the first bite. It was pure salt disguised as noodles! I think he made me eat it just to see my reaction to it.

[DISGUSTED NOISE. He likes noodles, and he likes a bit of salt, but not noodles that are practically drowned in salt!]

[a pause]

...You're very health conscious aren't you...?

Well, yeah, I try to be. [He says as he stretches his arms up, interlocks his fingers and bends at the waist to the side as far as he can go.] To be an astronaut, you have to be in good health and in good shape. Like, really good on both ends, so I’ve been practicing that lifestyle for a while now. And it’s not like I’ll turn down noodles with a dash of salt, but practically a block of salt with a dash of noodles? Ugh. No.

[...Y-Yeah you know what? He's going to politely avert his eyes so he's looking to the side of Clay because he so doesn't need to see how flexible and fit this guy is right now]

I-I see...that makes sense. [Right. Normal person metabolism- you have to be more careful. And at least it sounds more reasonable than those diet things Ino's always doing] Maybe their secret ingredient is salt licks.

[Imagining that.......]

No. No. Gross. No!

[MORE DISGUSTED NOISES as he stretches to the other side. On the bright side of this conversation, it's certainly making his hormones calm the heck down and not shoot down to his lower regions like they've been doing.]

Too much sodium can lead to high blood pressure and osteoporosis, you know!

[Well, Allen did start listing diseases and such as unsexy things, so maybe this will help]

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