Soapy Land
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The older man struggled to shut the door behind himself, and when he did, he lowered the blind, making a 'shh' sound at Arcelio. "They can hear yoooou. Be quiet. Very quiet." He moved forward, pinning Arcelio against the wall. His hand dipped between then, pressing at the crotch of his pajama pants. "Quiet," He repeated.
Rosario threw the towel over himself, and leaned against the wall, watching him silently. Softly, he mused a small, "Do you know how Arcelio and my dad got together? I've only heard the story once. A bet or something, and every time he lost, Arcelio had to give my dad a kiss." -
Arcelio's eyes widened for a second, but he was hazy enough that he moaned and bit his lip. "What're you talking about, Ray?" He asked.
Drake came back up with a thick roll of white bandage, turning back to Rosario. "What kind of bet? Like, was it something bad or...?" -
"You have ta' be quiet. Old couple next door," He muttered, continuing to palm his fiance through his pants, leaning forward to kiss him- It was a sloppy kiss, one that ended with his pulling away to inhale.
Rosario smiled just a bit. "Ever heard of Sherlock? They had a deal. Everytime someone mistaked John and Sherlock for a couple, they would kiss. And.. They ended up having sex in a hospital bed." -
At the time, the sloppy gesture seemed perfectly fine to Arcelio. He was moaning softly, chewing his lip when Rayson pulled his lips away.
Drake made a sort of snorting noise. "Okay, hospital sex isn't that cool, but that bet's not too bad. Kind of cool." -
"I wanna.. I wanna go to the bedroom," He mumbled against his lover's neck, sighing softly at the warmth he was giving off.
"I'm hoping you wouldn't know from personal experience," He teased, lifting his arms up, and a blush rose to his face as he asked a quick, "So, are you gay, or..?" -
Arcelio nodded, sighing out an agreement, "Yah." He threw his arms over Rayson's neck, pulling him down a bit to meet their lips again.
Drake laughed softly and shook his head, moving towards Rosario while he started unwinding the bandage. "Uhm, yah. I am. You said you weren't sure, right...?" -
Rayson allowed the kiss to go on for a few seconds before he pulled away, and, with one arm out to avoid running into walls, lead him to the bedroom, closing the door behind them.
Rosario shifted a bit, shrugging. "No. But, if I had to guess, I would guess I'm gay." He shrugged, and then, in a flair of confidence, muttered a quick, "You should help me find out." -
Once they were in the bedroom, Arcelio was all over his fiance again, leaning up to niddle on his neck in his most sensitve spots while his fingers teased under his waistband.
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"Hm," Drake nodded. He was already starting wrapping up Rosario when the younger made the suggestion, and he looked up, stopping his actions. "Wait- huh? I-I mean, I guess- like. Uhm."
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Rayson trailed a hand up, locking it into Arcelio's hair, holding him firmly in the kiss. A small moan escaped his lips as he moved back, to where the could lay on the bed. Already, Rayson was tugging off his lover's pants and underwear.
"I was.. I was only joking," He lied, blushing brightly. "Unless you really wouldn't mind. You know. Just experimenting." -
Arcelio didn't at all mind Rayson's impatience to get his pants down. In fact, he kind of encourage it, moaning against his lover's lips. "Ray," he murmured.
Drake was still blushing, but he continued wrapping Rosario up. "W-well, I'm not really... Experienced... At all." -
Rayson finally got them, along with his boxers off, niping at him neck. "I'm gonna f--- you.. f--- you until you scream," He muttered, his voice still coated in alcohol.
"Just kissing and stuff," He said, with a shrug, watching his movements carefully. -
Arcelio whined pleasurably at Rayson's statement, his hands moving to lift away the man's shirt. "Please, please do," he murmured, lifting his head back for Rayson's access.
"Uhm..." Drake was blushing bright red, and after wrapping Rosario around the torso a total of six times, he taped it up and stood up, looking at him. "You sure you want to?" -
The older continued working on his neck, pulling off his own remaining garments, lifting Arcelio's hips with one hand, holding his steady- And then moving into him without hesitation.
Rosario nodded, and gave him a small smile.
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