catch all >> august

[trollophoroi]

WHO >> Fandaniel & All These Random August Threads
WHAT >> Various closed threads.
WHEN >> August
WHERE >> All around Fragment~
Content Warnings >> Probably some mentions of death at some point, Fandaniel being a little crazy, and some nsfw in the threads.

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[trollophoroi]

[ Now that? That earns a sly look and a mischievous smirk tugging at the corners of Fandaniel's lips.

If he's going to be allowed that, then clearly he should also presume permission to slide his hand further down the front of Owen's pants, fingers already seeking warm folds to sneak in between. On that note, he also pulls Owen back down for another kiss. It would seem he is, if anything, appreciative of the prospect. If only Hien had spent even an iota of time adding any kind of useful furniture to this place...

Oh well.

Surely they can make do. ]

[sicklysweet]

[As he's pulled down, he does - briefly - consider placing his hands on Fandaniel's throat and strangling him. He not sure if he could actually overpower Fandaniel, and he doesn't want to ruin the moment, but the intrusive thought is there.

(And if it's contributing to the wetness Fandaniel finds between his legs, he will probably admit to it after everything is said and done. Surely he'll appreciate that!)

He moves his hand to grip Fandaniel's hair, now, not yet pulling harshly but more... gently guiding him away and downwards. The kissing is nice, but who knows how much time they have until Hien shows up and ends them?]

Do you want to be a good boy and get on your knees?

[trollophoroi]

[ Owen could have merely asked if he could strangle Fandaniel and, honestly, the chances he would laugh and tell him to go ahead are freakishly high. Alas, maybe another time... except now they actually die if killed oops ]

You know, that's usually my line.

[ But it's nice to be on the other end for once. He lets Owen push him down, gradually collapsing to his knees and making sure to slide his pants down off of those hips as he goes, hand having moved away from its explorations to join the other in hooking thumbs around waistbands and tugging. ]