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[Voice/Action] (backdated to Christmas morning)

[There are the sounds of a somewhat muffled conversation in the background before Richard picks up the journal to address it, a clear undercurrent of happiness and slight excitement to his voice.]

So this is what they refer to on Earth as a "white Christmas." I've read that this sort of Christmas is the best kind to have despite the weather... what do all of you think? Do you prefer the snow, or would you like a sunny day?

[He'll be sitting on the couch sipping a cup of tea while he waits for answers-- and his housemates, because IT'S CHRISTMAS AND HE IS EXCITED due to not having this holiday in his world. Might as well enjoy it while he's here, right?]

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[There's a low, breathless laugh as that stroking of his wings slows as well and he nuzzles his face into Naoki's hair. If Naoki were to take him now, he wouldn't object at all.]

It isn't obvious?

[That question trails off into a gasp when Naoki gives his ear a bite and then soothes it with his tongue, another shiver making its way up his spine.]

Nope...you're going to have to tell me.

[Naoki nips again at his ear, drags one of his hands up to Richard's chest, fingers toying with a nipple. He shifts to press down against him, giving a slow rock of his hips, grinding them against the other's with a soft noise made low in his throat.]

[Richard tries, but he can't hold back the whimper that escapes him at that action. One of his hands trails down to trace mindless patterns at the small of Naoki's back, though the hand stills, distracted, each time Naoki touches him again.]

I want you.

Mmm.

[Naoki shifts, leans up to kiss him then, stroking his thumb along Richard's jaw, his hips keeping up that slow rocking, though he groans softly into his mouth with each movement. His other hand drifts away toward the bedside table to go digging through the drawer.]

[There's something so very intimate about that caress of Naoki's thumb against his cheek that makes his entire body warm with both love and desire. He swallows those groans as he kisses him back, muffling the sound with his tongue; he's trying to hold back from arching up and rubbing himself against Naoki, but at last that thin thread of remaining control just snaps and he's bucking, grinding himself on his boyfriend with a low moan that gets lost in that kiss.]

[Feeling him bucking and grinding like that, Naoki muffles a sound into Richard's mouth, though he has to pull away with a short pant for air after a few moments, lingering close enough that their breaths intermingle. He closes fingers around the bottle, uncaps it with slightly shaking hands and coats his fingers. The other hand he trails down over Richard's side and to his thigh, thumb rubbing circles over the skin.]

Open your legs wider...

[That's all the incentive Richard needs to spread them enough for Naoki to settle between them if he wants. The grin on his face is both teasing and seductive-- and then his own hand is sliding down between them to grasp at Naoki's hand and stop him before he can actually do anything. Oh no, he's got something else in mind...]

[Naoki does indeed settle between his legs, murmuring and shifting in close. He only pauses when Richard takes his hand. He blinks and lifts his head slightly to seek out his eyes.]

Richard?

Give me the bottle.

[He hopes he doesn't need to say anything more than that-- it should be obvious enough why he wants it.]

Ah...

[Naoki doesn't even hesitate (though he does swallow a bit) before handing it to him, a hand absentmindedly smoothing up and down over Richard's thigh.]

[With a smile, Richard adjusts his position against the pillows for a better angle and then coats his own fingers. Then, slowly, teasingly, he moves his slick hand back down, one finger just circling before pressing lightly against himself, breath catching in his throat as he does so.]

[Naoki shifts back just slightly, watching with widened eyes and licking his lips unconsciously. Heat spreads out from his stomach, gaze fixed on his hand as his palms continue stroking slowly over Richard's thighs.]

[There's a slight sound somewhere between a gasp and a whimper as he pushes that first finger in, but it quickly settles into a pleased moan once he gets it further in and begins to move it, slowly at first, then with increasing urgency. His other hand encircles himself to give a shaky stroke and he bites back another moan, hips giving a slight twitch upwards as he tries to focus on giving Naoki a bit of a show.

Isn't this much better, Naoki?]

[Naoki swallows thickly as he watches him, loving seeing the way Richard is moving, the sounds he's making, liking the knowledge that the other is doing this for him most of all. And he can't help but separate one of his hands from roaming over Richard's skin to move down to himself, biting down on his lip to hold back a sound as he strokes himself slowly, needing the relief, however slight.]

[It's probably a good thing that Richard has his eyes closed right now or he'd likely get distracted by what Naoki is now doing. Instead, he's too focused on sliding his finger in and out to get himself ready... until his finger brushes right up against that spot on a push in and he's gasping and arching his back as he tries to find that spot again and apply more pressure where he needs it most. The hand that was stroking himself stills, then starts up again with firmer and rougher strokes than before. It's clear that this is going a long way towards helping him get ready.]

[Naoki can't help but to lean closer to him, as though to get a better look. A soft groan slips out of him before he can think about stopping it, both from watching and the movements of his hand over himself. His other hand slides slowly up Richard's stomach and chest, just to touch.]

[That hand slipping up over his skin draws a shudder and a quiet sound, his eyes opening halfway to look at Naoki and smile at him. When he notices where Naoki's other hand is, that smile widens, and he slides his own finger in just deep enough to brush against that spot again. It should be obvious to Naoki when he finds it-- his back arches just slightly, head falling back onto the pillows as he struggles to keep his eyes open, to watch Naoki's response to this.]

[Naoki licks his lips unconsciously as he notices Richard's eyes open and that smile on his face. He swallows thickly and bites back another groan as he watches his reaction, hand quickening its pace moving over himself as he rocks his hips a little, panting quietly. His other hand comes to rest on Richard's chest, thumb stroking back and forth over his nipple. Just watching this is driving him crazy, heat burning low in his stomach.]

[Naoki isn't the only one getting more and more worked up here-- Richard's slipping in a second finger now, squirming and pressing himself down onto them each time he pushes them in, mouth open as he pants for breath. That thumb stroking his nipple feels almost too good, and he wants Naoki NOW, patience be damned. But he's not quite ready yet and he knows it, so instead he'll just keep working his fingers with little gasps and cries whenever they brush against that spot within him that sends a jolt of pleasure up his spine.]

[Naoki shifts so as to pinch his nipple gently between forefinger and thumb, murmuring his name softly. He's watching those fingers as Richard works them, expression hungry and eyes dark with want. He reluctantly draws his other hand away from himself, closing it around the other's erection and giving it a hard, rough stroke, wanting to see him squirm and make even more of those noises that he is.]

Naoki--!

[Oh, that was unexpected, and he can't help but buck up into that rough stroke, his other hand reaching down to grasp at the sheets. The fingers within him are moving faster now, more urgently-- he doesn't want to wait a moment longer than he has to, and he suspects Naoki doesn't either. But between that hand on his erection and those fingers pinching his nipple, it's growing increasingly hard to concentrate...]

[Naoki has to bite back the powerful growing urge to ask him now? because he wants him, he wants to take him this second and he doesn't want to wait. In response to the sound of his name, he growls and pinches at his nipple again, the thumb of his other hand swiping over the tip on an upstroke, pressing down slightly. He's fixated on his fingers, darting glances at his face now and again, to watch his expressions.]

[And at last Richard just can't stand it any more and slides his fingers out with a low sound of loss, moving to spread his legs wider as an invitation. At this point he doesn't even really need to say anything-- his body language should be loud and clear. Take me now.

Of course, he's still going to be a tease and move his own hand down to give Naoki a firm stroke in retaliation, and also as an incentive, because that's just the way he is.]

[Naoki groans and jerks his hips into the touch and then he's nearly scrambling to position himself, breaths short and ragged in anticipation. He slides his fingers up along Richard's thighs, teasing a bit as well, but he can't for long before he's gripping one hip, the other moving to guide himself inside.

He has to grit his teeth, muscles tensing right away because he wants to thrust in fast and hard. A tiny groan wells up in his throat as he presses in slowly, little by little, and it's good, so good he can barely control himself.]

[There's an answering moan finding its way out of Richard's mouth as Naoki presses in, legs lifting up to wrap around his waist and draw him even closer, coax him further inside. It never gets any less enjoyable the more they do this; if anything, it just gets better as they learn more and more about each others' bodies, what they like most, where they're sensitive.

And Richard is taking advantage of that knowledge right now to lean in and run his tongue over the markings on Naoki's chest. As he does so, he gives a quick squeeze of his muscles, wanting to see how Naoki reacts to both actions at the same time.]

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