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au; jakob alvida
USERNAME: kboy88
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au; jakob alvida
USERNAME: kboy88
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You can meet nerds anywhere if you look in the right places.
[ he shrugs a shoulder and rights himself, pulling out a sleeveless tank, but he ponders it, letting the muscles of his back show and flex. ]
They're the best in bed. They've been up to all the kinky shit because no one's looking in their direction. It's always fun. That and so maybe I like to read sometimes.
[ he turns then and the panties barely contain his dick but somehow they do, but the outline is nowhere near concealed. not that it matters, they've showered together, but it's different now. charged in a way that makes a little heat prickle into q's chest. ]
Trying to decide what I want to wear out to the lake. I was half tempted to just go in these and these alone. [ "these" being the underwear, of course. ]
[ he shrugs a shoulder and rights himself, pulling out a sleeveless tank, but he ponders it, letting the muscles of his back show and flex. ]
They're the best in bed. They've been up to all the kinky shit because no one's looking in their direction. It's always fun. That and so maybe I like to read sometimes.
[ he turns then and the panties barely contain his dick but somehow they do, but the outline is nowhere near concealed. not that it matters, they've showered together, but it's different now. charged in a way that makes a little heat prickle into q's chest. ]
Trying to decide what I want to wear out to the lake. I was half tempted to just go in these and these alone. [ "these" being the underwear, of course. ]
Ahhh, there it is. [koby snaps his fingers, points, flashes his teeth in a wide grin.] Coming out as a nerd in the sneakiest way poss–
[and then quentin’s turning and the silk is hugging the shape of his dick, the contour and weight of it straining the panties and koby’s words cut off in a sound halfway between a hiccup and a gasp. he covers quickly, scrubs a hand over his face and looks anywhere, anywhere else.]
Possible. Sneakiest way possible. Uh. [a bark of a laugh, looking somewhere over quentin’s left shoulder.] Don’t think that – I mean, unless you wanna cause a fucking. Riot. Or something.
[a sex riot. a sexy olympian in panties riot.
belatedly:] The lake? Why do you wanna go to the lake? [said as if quentin’s expressed a desire to climb everest or go cave diving – possible, but absurd and inconvenient.]
[and then quentin’s turning and the silk is hugging the shape of his dick, the contour and weight of it straining the panties and koby’s words cut off in a sound halfway between a hiccup and a gasp. he covers quickly, scrubs a hand over his face and looks anywhere, anywhere else.]
Possible. Sneakiest way possible. Uh. [a bark of a laugh, looking somewhere over quentin’s left shoulder.] Don’t think that – I mean, unless you wanna cause a fucking. Riot. Or something.
[a sex riot. a sexy olympian in panties riot.
belatedly:] The lake? Why do you wanna go to the lake? [said as if quentin’s expressed a desire to climb everest or go cave diving – possible, but absurd and inconvenient.]
( literally unblocked for just this. )
Did you leak that tape?
Did you leak that tape?
How secure is Alvida's network?
And why, on God's green Earth, would you agree to shoot that tape. Sex tapes are filmed every day without cameramen. WHY Teo's?
And why, on God's green Earth, would you agree to shoot that tape. Sex tapes are filmed every day without cameramen. WHY Teo's?
You shouldn't have kept it on any network.
I don't understand any of you.
I don't understand any of you.
)Is it that bad?
[ he ducks his head to meet koby's eyes, knowing and playful. he'll take the panties as a good sign then and moves away from his dresser, padding up closer to koby. ]
I like the way they feel - and they'd look good in the sun. Maybe even better after I take a swim. Think I could pass them for swimwear?
[ a little closer then. ] Unless you had another place in mind for said riot.
[ he ducks his head to meet koby's eyes, knowing and playful. he'll take the panties as a good sign then and moves away from his dresser, padding up closer to koby. ]
I like the way they feel - and they'd look good in the sun. Maybe even better after I take a swim. Think I could pass them for swimwear?
[ a little closer then. ] Unless you had another place in mind for said riot.
The lake? It’s got ducks in it. Ducks are kinda gross. [again, affectedly casual, dismissive – koby likes ducks, actually. he likes most animals, but birds especially. the lake’s been nice to sit by and watch the sun rise after a too-long night, and he’s enjoyed watching the various waterfowl do bird things.
a thought – he’d probably also enjoy watching quentin swim among them, shirtless like he is now, the baby pink silk of the panties soaked and clinging to the supple curve of his perfect olympian ass. koby clears his throat and suddenly quentin is very close, and there’s a hitch in his breath as he looks upwards, doe-eyed, caught off-guard.]
Uh – yeah, they feel good. They’re real silk. [eyes flicking down – silky dick still fucking incredible looking, yup – then back up.] No, definitely not. Maybe on a nude beach, but not in England.
…yeah? [cautious, eyebrows ticking up. the deliberate gentleness of their first meeting had disarmed koby more than he’d even admitted to teo, and he finds now that he’s – unexpectedly soft around quentin. left a little undone, perhaps.] I wasn’t sure if, uh. You know. [a laugh, a flash of that piercing in his tongue.] You were into me or. Whatever.
a thought – he’d probably also enjoy watching quentin swim among them, shirtless like he is now, the baby pink silk of the panties soaked and clinging to the supple curve of his perfect olympian ass. koby clears his throat and suddenly quentin is very close, and there’s a hitch in his breath as he looks upwards, doe-eyed, caught off-guard.]
Uh – yeah, they feel good. They’re real silk. [eyes flicking down – silky dick still fucking incredible looking, yup – then back up.] No, definitely not. Maybe on a nude beach, but not in England.
…yeah? [cautious, eyebrows ticking up. the deliberate gentleness of their first meeting had disarmed koby more than he’d even admitted to teo, and he finds now that he’s – unexpectedly soft around quentin. left a little undone, perhaps.] I wasn’t sure if, uh. You know. [a laugh, a flash of that piercing in his tongue.] You were into me or. Whatever.
Oh, I can't swim in these. It will ruin the silk.
[ as if that's the real reason he can't go out in the panties he's absolutely stolen now. but here he is looking down at the curious guy he met in the shower and something about the wide eyes and the softness of his edges draws quentin in. he knows better than to come back again and again. he chooses people he can leave after one fun night, keeping an arms' length between him and things that might hurt.
but here he is, bodying up to koby and looking down at the wide eyes and the laugh and the piercing. it's the laugh, though, that makes something bloom warm in his chest. ]
I took a shower with you. [ a little huff of a sheepish laugh, and then a shake of his head, he reaches to brush one wild lock of pink off of koby's forehead. ]
And I'm wearing your underwear. I wasn't sure if you would come or not. [ he shrugs a bare shoulder, hand dropping to koby's elbow, his hand. ] But yeah, I'm into you. I can show you, if you want.
[ as if that's the real reason he can't go out in the panties he's absolutely stolen now. but here he is looking down at the curious guy he met in the shower and something about the wide eyes and the softness of his edges draws quentin in. he knows better than to come back again and again. he chooses people he can leave after one fun night, keeping an arms' length between him and things that might hurt.
but here he is, bodying up to koby and looking down at the wide eyes and the laugh and the piercing. it's the laugh, though, that makes something bloom warm in his chest. ]
I took a shower with you. [ a little huff of a sheepish laugh, and then a shake of his head, he reaches to brush one wild lock of pink off of koby's forehead. ]
And I'm wearing your underwear. I wasn't sure if you would come or not. [ he shrugs a bare shoulder, hand dropping to koby's elbow, his hand. ] But yeah, I'm into you. I can show you, if you want.
You did take a shower with me. [koby nods, lips pursed in a serious, thoughtful look, hiding the flash of a grin that threatens to break out. something about quentin looming there is disarming – not out of intimidation, something koby knows well, but out of softness, warmth.
the thought is dangerous, risky, and koby shoves it away with an effort, though he doesn’t move away from the hand brushing his hair away. in fact, he tilts into it, surrenders to the smile and letting it reach his eyes, turning his cheeks a deeper pink.] You were a real gentleman the whole time, too.
[I wasn’t expecting that.
quentin’s hand slipping down his arm meets koby’s easily, fingers lacing together, palm to palm, and this time when those big, bright blue eyes skip downwards, it’s deliberate, lingering. well – why not? quentin’s gorgeous, eager, (sweet) and koby’s got nowhere to be for a while. he doesn’t have alvida breathing over his shoulder, telling him to get to work, to focus.
so he reaches out with his free hand, skates the callused fingertips up over the muscled length of quentin’s stomach.] Show me? Show me how?
the thought is dangerous, risky, and koby shoves it away with an effort, though he doesn’t move away from the hand brushing his hair away. in fact, he tilts into it, surrenders to the smile and letting it reach his eyes, turning his cheeks a deeper pink.] You were a real gentleman the whole time, too.
[I wasn’t expecting that.
quentin’s hand slipping down his arm meets koby’s easily, fingers lacing together, palm to palm, and this time when those big, bright blue eyes skip downwards, it’s deliberate, lingering. well – why not? quentin’s gorgeous, eager, (sweet) and koby’s got nowhere to be for a while. he doesn’t have alvida breathing over his shoulder, telling him to get to work, to focus.
so he reaches out with his free hand, skates the callused fingertips up over the muscled length of quentin’s stomach.] Show me? Show me how?
[ had it been any other context he might have pushed koby up against the side of the tub and made the shower last a little longer, the water a little hotter. but things had felt different, casual, natural l̸͇̓͜͠͠i̴̢̡̪̾͒̚k̴̡̻̻͒̈́̚e̵̟̫̻̓͘͝ t̵̡͔̝̾̿͋h̸̡͔̝͒͒͊e̸̡̙̾̒̔y̵̢̞̽͘͝'̵̪̐͑͘͜d̸̢̻́́ s̴̡̻̟͒̐̈́h̴̢̻̙͌̕͝ö̸̟͎̝́̓̈́w̸͕͍̾͑e̵̢̢͚͊̀r̵͖̼͇̾̈́͠e̸̟͇͛͋͜͠d̴̫͙͕͆̐̚ t̴̡̝͔͑̈́͘o̵̝̝̠̓̈́͘g̸͙̘͔̐͌e̴̝̺͍̽͑͘ẗ̴̻̻͙́͛̚h̸͓͖̻̀̕̚e̸̙̻͇͒̔͝r̸̠̞̪̿͛ á̸͖͓͎̔͌ m̴͉̺̟͑̐̕i̴̦̞͕̔̔͝l̸͔̼̘͑̾̈́l̸̺̠̼̾͐͘i̸͇̦͊͒̓o̸͖̦͎̾̕͝n̵̡̻̞̓́͝ t̴͎̞͙̓͒̔i̵̞̺̻͊̔͠m̵̞̝͇̈́̀e̴̢͖̝͌̚s̵̺̠̀̀̒͜ b̵͙̠̫̈́̚e̴͖̘͎̿͐͛f̸̠̘͖͛̈́͘o̵͖͉͍̓͛̀r̸̡̞̓͊e̸̢̺̦͋̈́͋.
the muscle under koby's fingers ripples, shudders and quentin laughs out a breath, tugging at his hand and drawing them flush together. he's never taken his time with people, always jumped into bed and out of bed as fast as he could save for a few - teo, rhae. the few that stuck.
quentin leans down into koby's face and kisses him, deep and slow, taking time to lick hotly into his mouth. his free hand reaches for his backside, drawing their bodies flush, if only so that koby can feel the way that the pink silk has stirred his blood. ]
I thought about interrupting one of your showers last week. [ murmured in against the shell of his ear, mouth moving to his neck. ] Set a different tone, let you have me, I'll have you. I chickened out.
[ he laughs and gives koby a pull dragging him in, toward the bed. ]
the muscle under koby's fingers ripples, shudders and quentin laughs out a breath, tugging at his hand and drawing them flush together. he's never taken his time with people, always jumped into bed and out of bed as fast as he could save for a few - teo, rhae. the few that stuck.
quentin leans down into koby's face and kisses him, deep and slow, taking time to lick hotly into his mouth. his free hand reaches for his backside, drawing their bodies flush, if only so that koby can feel the way that the pink silk has stirred his blood. ]
I thought about interrupting one of your showers last week. [ murmured in against the shell of his ear, mouth moving to his neck. ] Set a different tone, let you have me, I'll have you. I chickened out.
[ he laughs and gives koby a pull dragging him in, toward the bed. ]
Yesterday was nice.
I haven't slept that well in months.
[ q, please. ]
I haven't slept that well in months.
[ q, please. ]
[quentin reaches out, grabs him, pulls him close, and koby’s eager for the press of their mouths together, because he finds himself grinning, a flash of teeth at the way he’s so easily swept up, because it feels – good, it’s good, it’s easy and familiar like they’ve done it a million times i̸̤͕͌̆ş̸̟̏́ń̷̬̝̀'̷͎̂̒t̵̰̰͂͆ ̵̨̈́̇t̴̳̓̇h̶͉̳̎̆a̷̠͎̾̓t̷͉̉ ̷̭́͝ṣ̸̞̈t̷̻͑r̴̲͍̓a̷̙̅ń̶̖̚͜ğ̵̬e̶̥̗͗.̵͕̱̏͠.̷̫͙͑.̴̹̬͋
but the thought doesn’t linger, not when the nearly-bare heat of quentin’s body is sealed to his own, an invitation for koby’s hands to trace over the contour of muscles he’d seen soaked and gleaming, before, but hadn’t touched. he strokes his hands down the muscled swimmer’s back, smiles against his mouth as it travels away.] Yeah? Wish you would’ve.
[easy, husky and heated, head tilting to one side to bare the line of his throat as they stumble back towards the bed.] Least you were brave enough this time, though, huh?
[hands lower, lower, finding the silk clinging to quentin’s ass, squeezing. koby pauses close to the bed, steps back, enough to pull his shirt off over his head, toss it over a shoulder.] S’all good. We can make up for lost time, yeah?
but the thought doesn’t linger, not when the nearly-bare heat of quentin’s body is sealed to his own, an invitation for koby’s hands to trace over the contour of muscles he’d seen soaked and gleaming, before, but hadn’t touched. he strokes his hands down the muscled swimmer’s back, smiles against his mouth as it travels away.] Yeah? Wish you would’ve.
[easy, husky and heated, head tilting to one side to bare the line of his throat as they stumble back towards the bed.] Least you were brave enough this time, though, huh?
[hands lower, lower, finding the silk clinging to quentin’s ass, squeezing. koby pauses close to the bed, steps back, enough to pull his shirt off over his head, toss it over a shoulder.] S’all good. We can make up for lost time, yeah?
Definitely better than ambien.
We should do that again. You stay over, wake up together, go about our day ambien or not.
Or at least let me treat you to dinner. If you want.
We should do that again. You stay over, wake up together, go about our day ambien or not.
Or at least let me treat you to dinner. If you want.
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