[Alec can imagine what Greed is thinking, or believes he can, but every look into his eyes proves that he's wrong, and every shift of Greed's body against him seems to make it matter less. Greed can think what he wants, and when they get down into it he'll think only of Alec, that must be a certainty even with how little positive self-image Alec possesses.]
[He shifts his hand so that he can lube up a second finger without having to remove the one in Greed for long, then he slides it in. He knows what he's looking for right now, knows that Greed is clearly ready for more. Likely ready for more than even that, but it's a distraction, something more for him to ride, as Alec focuses on his cock, on getting it ready.]
[Part of him can't help thinking it absurd that Greed may ride him like this, that the man is larger than him in a way that has much to do with the strength of his opinions as it has to do with actual physical size, and that they will both make for a bizarre image.]
[Good thing, then, that Alec likes the absurd.]
Aren't you going to let me have a drag? [Alec knows smoking even if he doesn't know cigarettes, doesn't know nicotine, and might be disappointed by it, by the fact that it won't compare to Fool's Delight, the rush not the sort of thing to bend his mind like that, but probably also not the kind of thing to leave him paranoid and shaking. He doesn't want the aftereffects of that now, but he never does, and yet he's used the drug multiple times before, and other drugs as well.]
[He isn't going to make it a bargain, though, isn't going to refuse anything now. He pulls his fingers out of Greed and then holds on to hip with one hand, the other holding on to the base of his cock.]
no subject
[He shifts his hand so that he can lube up a second finger without having to remove the one in Greed for long, then he slides it in. He knows what he's looking for right now, knows that Greed is clearly ready for more. Likely ready for more than even that, but it's a distraction, something more for him to ride, as Alec focuses on his cock, on getting it ready.]
[Part of him can't help thinking it absurd that Greed may ride him like this, that the man is larger than him in a way that has much to do with the strength of his opinions as it has to do with actual physical size, and that they will both make for a bizarre image.]
[Good thing, then, that Alec likes the absurd.]
Aren't you going to let me have a drag? [Alec knows smoking even if he doesn't know cigarettes, doesn't know nicotine, and might be disappointed by it, by the fact that it won't compare to Fool's Delight, the rush not the sort of thing to bend his mind like that, but probably also not the kind of thing to leave him paranoid and shaking. He doesn't want the aftereffects of that now, but he never does, and yet he's used the drug multiple times before, and other drugs as well.]
[He isn't going to make it a bargain, though, isn't going to refuse anything now. He pulls his fingers out of Greed and then holds on to hip with one hand, the other holding on to the base of his cock.]
Then take it.