Soapy Land
Thread Topic: Soapy Land
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(I took some, yeah, but it isn't working and I have school tomorrow Mia ehlp I'm already failing two classes)
Rayson's hands were, for some reason, shaking as he unlocked the door, shoved Arcelio in, and unlocked it again. "You said teacher and student, right?" -
(Mm have you eaten? Or had lots of water? Sometimes tylenol works better if you do .3.)
"Mhm," Arcelio agreed, as he went to the end of the hotel bed and leaned against it. "Unless you want to do something else." -
(I've ate, but no. I'mma drink some water now.)
"No," He hummed, moving to pin his lover against the edge of the bed, taking both of his wrists in one hand, pinning them above his head.
(how even do you roleplay this omg) -
(Good good do that)
"I'll be honest," Arcelio purred, keeping his voice down. "I think, if you were a teacher... You'd be everyone's least favorite one who teaches math. So..." He brought a leg up, gently rubbing his knee against Rayson's crotch, "Mr. Carser," he said, in a more innocent tone, trying to hone in on his past high-schooler, "I'm really no good at math. I could really use some extra credit."
(Basically they just like pretend they are their roles yah) -
(Does that
And winces at this man it's gonna be so sloppy ahhh what did I get into)
Rayson kept his face perfectly unamused, and raised an eyebrow at the younger, tilting his head. "Well, I'm afraid I don't just hand out extra points to anyone.. You'd really have to earn them, Newman." -
(No it is good yes
You will be fine shh)
Arcelio pouted up at him, batting his eyes. "Alright... Well, what will I need to do? I'll do anything, really, I'd hate to fail your class." -
(whines loudly)
The blonde narrowed his eyes, peering down at the younger with acute curiosity. "Anything, hm?" He mumbled, moving a hand up, using his thumb to brush over his lips. "Why don't we put that pretty little mouth of yours to use, apart from talking?" -
Arcelio parted his lips slightly at Rayson's touch, curling his fingers in the bedsheet. "I think I could do that," he agreed, with a twinge of a smile. "But Mr. Carson, I've never done it before, teach me?"
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"Mm, but of course. That's what teachers are for, isn't it? Onto your knees, then." He took a step back, allowing room for Arcelio to kneel. While waiting, he undid his pants, pulling out his still half-hard length.
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Arcelio was quick to obey, going down on his knees in front of Rayson. It took a bit of self control to not go right for his lover's length as soon as it was out. Instead, he was patient, kneeling with his back straight and nose inches from Ray's manhood. "Mhm? Now?"
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Rayson took one of the younger's hands, guiding it to rest on his length. "For now, just use your mouth on the tip, and work the base with your hand, until I'm a bit more aroused. Surely, you can do that, can't you?" In reality, Rayson had taught Arcelio to do this within their first months of living together. It had been a painstaking process, full of accidental and not so accidental issues with Arcelio's teeth.
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I can imagine sassy arcelio trying to convince Rayson that he knew how to blow him and then accidentally biting him
and then next time doing it on purpose because he could)
By then, Arcelio was too impatient to reply besides with a husky, "Yessir." Then, he did just as he'd been told. His hand positioned Rayson between his lips, and then, started working his base up and down while his mouth went at the tip. -
(That's exactly what I imagined. Like, Rayson said something rude about his skills, and he was all like "BITE")
The older moved to lace a hand into Arcelio's hair, scritching at his scalp with affection. A small moan traveled from his lips and into the air. -
(And then he giggled while Ray cried)
Arcelio kept at it this way for a few minutes, using his own saliva to slick up the base of Rayson while he worked. When his lover was finally good and hard, he almost forgot to stop before taking him in entirely. He pulled his lips away, while his hand continued to pull and twist. "What now? You seem really hard, Mr. Carson." -
(Rayson does not cry.
Unless his son is dead.
Then, he cries. A lot.)
It took Rayson a moment to formulate a response, guarding against allowing a moan to block his words. "Now just.. Just take in as much as you can. Keep your lips over your teeth, though. And, don't stop using your hand. If you can't fit it all, use it like that. If you can.. Well, if you can, I'll be sorely impressed."
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