"So," he grinned wryly, a little too sure of himself as he pinned the other man to the bed. "Is this your idea of foreplay, or are you just weirder than I thought you were?" He took off his tie and playfully, well, tied it around the other man's head as a makeshift headband.
"I'm not sure what you mean." Greg supressed a laugh. "If you're talking about me talking the whole way through last night, then it's just another way of me telling you that you're good. Don't ask me why, it's force of habit."
"Fun habit," Stephen whispered into Greg's ear, starting to unzip his trousers. "Now, how'd you like to do this? Like the last time we saw each other, or something different?"
Greg smirked. "With these suggestions, Mr. Colbert, you spoil us! To be honest, I don't really care."
With that, Stephen pulled Greg closer towards him and started to pull off his shirt, biting at his neck and running his hands down his now naked body. Where were the condoms? Right where he always put 'em. With movements that were almost mathematical in precision, he pushed his cock up into Greg's arse and smiled as he saw the look on Greg's face as he moved inwards. Outwards. Inwards again. It was the same as always - or as much as always was these days, but Greg seemed to enjoy it.
He just wished he'd taken off his glasses. Things were gonna get steamy, by the looks of it.
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Forgive me if this is OOC. It's been a while, really.
Date: 2008-08-26 08:46 pm (UTC)"I'm not sure what you mean." Greg supressed a laugh. "If you're talking about me talking the whole way through last night, then it's just another way of me telling you that you're good. Don't ask me why, it's force of habit."
"Fun habit," Stephen whispered into Greg's ear, starting to unzip his trousers. "Now, how'd you like to do this? Like the last time we saw each other, or something different?"
Greg smirked. "With these suggestions, Mr. Colbert, you spoil us! To be honest, I don't really care."
With that, Stephen pulled Greg closer towards him and started to pull off his shirt, biting at his neck and running his hands down his now naked body. Where were the condoms? Right where he always put 'em. With movements that were almost mathematical in precision, he pushed his cock up into Greg's arse and smiled as he saw the look on Greg's face as he moved inwards. Outwards. Inwards again. It was the same as always - or as much as always was these days, but Greg seemed to enjoy it.
He just wished he'd taken off his glasses. Things were gonna get steamy, by the looks of it.