[The laughter that follows is banked. Spoiled like rotten milk and just as thick. Greed slides his fingers back, prodding the extension of his knuckle all the way to the end. This is what he's wanted; a confession, a plea. Begging for a need that Alec's been so good at keeping under lock and key. The Sin's smile goes jagged as he feels fingers reach out for his cock.]
[No use waiting anymore. He already has what he wants.]
[He coils on Alec; serpent-slick and molding above him. Both elbows plant to either side of his partner's skull, allowing him to loom over. A hunter's sense, a predator's pose. Greed touches his nose against the side of Alec's head and his weight rocks to the opposing side. A second later, with faster movements and almost inhuman reflexes, he's got his would-be lover by the hip, then the thigh. Greed coaxes the leg aside, letting it flow the trail of his shoulder when it dips to the command.] Now that wasn't so hard, was it?Looks like you and I finally see eye to eye.
[The muscles of his stomach make knots. Pulling, tensing to drive up and inside. But the Sin in question makes not a sound. Instead, his lips wetly part. Shining the sharps of his teeth to a vacant light; igniting with the quickly-dwindling leftovers of a long-sought evening.]
[Greed's pace is slow at first. Slipping the tip of his cock in, moving further down the shaft. He's halfway inside when his rattler-gaze opens. Taking in everything Alec's willing to give. Sacrificing to him with breathy need, with a want that's almost intoxicating.]
[It's practically a favored drug and he couldn't have asked for better.]
[His right hand snaps out to the bed post, digging in with real enough nails that don't shiver black. That don't hook with weapon precision. No - he'll let his 'Shield down. Let the kid wander and have until he asks for more.]
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[No use waiting anymore. He already has what he wants.]
[He coils on Alec; serpent-slick and molding above him. Both elbows plant to either side of his partner's skull, allowing him to loom over. A hunter's sense, a predator's pose. Greed touches his nose against the side of Alec's head and his weight rocks to the opposing side. A second later, with faster movements and almost inhuman reflexes, he's got his would-be lover by the hip, then the thigh. Greed coaxes the leg aside, letting it flow the trail of his shoulder when it dips to the command.] Now that wasn't so hard, was it?Looks like you and I finally see eye to eye.
[The muscles of his stomach make knots. Pulling, tensing to drive up and inside. But the Sin in question makes not a sound. Instead, his lips wetly part. Shining the sharps of his teeth to a vacant light; igniting with the quickly-dwindling leftovers of a long-sought evening.]
[Greed's pace is slow at first. Slipping the tip of his cock in, moving further down the shaft. He's halfway inside when his rattler-gaze opens. Taking in everything Alec's willing to give. Sacrificing to him with breathy need, with a want that's almost intoxicating.]
[It's practically a favored drug and he couldn't have asked for better.]
[His right hand snaps out to the bed post, digging in with real enough nails that don't shiver black. That don't hook with weapon precision. No - he'll let his 'Shield down. Let the kid wander and have until he asks for more.]