Soapy Land
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Arcelio, laid out on his back, held the sheets under him with fists and cried out a little. He knew the drill, though, and despite the immediate pain knew that the more Rayson moved the better it would feel, so he starting begging for more. "Ray, f--- me, f--- me hard," he moaned needily.
Drake fumbled a little with the roll of bandages in his hands for a second, then leaned forward, slowly moving his lip's to Rosario's. When they touched, he held it no more than for a few moments before pulling away from him. -
Rayson complied, locking both of his hands onto Arcelio's hips, pulling him down onto each thrust, returning his moans. After a bit, he leaned down to kiss him, entwining their tongues.
Rosario made a small noise, and then another, the second out of surprise at the first. His eyes were a little wide when Drake pulled away, and his hands moved to cover what the towel couldn't. "That.. Was easy." -
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Arcelio moved his hands from the bed sheets to Rayson's hair, curling his fingers through it as he kissed him sloppily. As his lover was rutting into him, Arcelio found it impossible to keep any sort of sound in, and was moaning with every movement.
Drake leaned back against the sink, looking at his feet and smiling a little. "Yeah. And it wasn't bad. Did... Did you like it?" -
Suddenly, he stopped, pulling away completely, staring down at Arcelio. He choked on a sob, shaking his head, moving towards his clothes. "I-I don't.. T-This isn't right." As much as he loved making love, his head had cleared, and he knew that it wasn't a proper time. They were supposed to be grieving over the loss of their daughter. Not f---ing off the pain. "You got into the beer, didn't you? Oh, God, Arcelio.. We have to go get Ro."
Rosario nodded a bit. "Yeah. Yeah, I.. I think I did." -
Arcelio frowned, panting through his parted lips. It was a little unstatisfying to be left on the bed the way he was, and he huffed audibly. "Ray..." He sighed, grabbing part of the blanket so that when he rolled to one side it cover him. "You can't just do that."
Drake took a sort of hesitant step forward. "Maybe we can do it again. After you get dressed," he informed Rosario, clicking his tongue. -
Rayson shook his head, looking everywhere but Arcelio. "We can't just get drunk and act like everything is okay. Look. Here, go to the bathroom, and finish up. I.. I'm gonna go pick Daniel and Allen up. They should be at the airport soon."
The younger boy blushed a bit, but nodded, quickly slipping on his clothing. It was okay, he told himself. They were just experimenting. -
Arcelio pulled the blanket around his shoulders as he sat up. "No, I'll come with you," he stated, then hiccuped, and slid off of the bed feet-first. He shuffled up to Rayson, standing on his toes to peck his lips. "You're right. I'm sorry."
Drake waited for Rosario to finished getting dressed, tossing the bandages back into the cabinet while he did so. He faced the sink, to give the younger a little privacy. -
"..You smell like sex. No, seriously, go wash up, love," He ordered, though he said it with a smile, returning Arcelio's kiss.
It only took him a few minutes to get the buttons right, and then he cleared his throat, standing awkwardly. -
Arcelio gave a little whine, wanting to accompany him, but decided to just sigh and nod. "Okay. Be home soon, please, and call me when you can..."
Drake turned around at the cough, smiling sheepishly. "Do you want to, you know, continue?" -
"I will. Don't worry. Lock the door. Don't answer the phone- Oh. Wait. Get Rosario and then lock the door. Kay? I love you." Rayson kissed his cheek, moving for the door.
He nodded, holding out a hand. "In.. In the bedroom, maybe?" -
"But he's still mad at me," Arcelio frowned. ".. Okay. Love you. Be careful." He started going about the room, plucking up his discarded clothes.
"Yeah, sure," Drake nodded, and then began towards his room with Rosario in hand. -
(shhhh Ray got dressed what are you talking about shhhh)
Rayson, after talking to the old couple next door, borrowed their car, heading towards the air port after filling it up with gas. Daniel and Allen were outside, the younger sitting on the curb with his head in his hands, Allen standing, looking down at him with a pained expression.
Rosario closed both of the doors behind them, moving to sit on the bed when they entered the room. -
(teehee I can oddly imagine Ray terrifying the old neighbors by talking to them while partially naked
"heLLO DEAR NEIGHBORS I WOULD LIKE TO BORROW YOUR VEHICLE")
(how's Arcelio gonna get Ro there ain't no car)
After deciding that he didn't really smell all that much like sex, Arcelio got redressed in his same clothes from before. He particularly liked the fact that he hadn't yet gotten to wearing dad jeans, and despite having a son in college, he was still young enough to wear skinny jeans.
Drake didn't think it would be very appropriate to do anything but sit beside Rosario, so that's what he did. He gently turned the other boy's face towards him with one hand, and pressed another kiss to his lips. -
(Arcelio's car got brought back to the house member you member)
Rayson stopped the car next to them, rolling down the window. "Hey, hey, Daniel?" The boy looked up, sniffling, rubbing his nose on the sleeve of his shirt. "Dad," he mumbled, standing. Allen, after putting the suitcases in the back of the trunk, opened the door to the backseat, climbing in with Daniel. The younger laid his head on his boyfriend's lap, crying himself to sleep in the process of them going somewhere to get something to eat before heading home.
The younger kissed back, one of his hands moving into Drake's hair, pulling him closer. He hadn't learned how to kiss from videos and movies like most kids did, but it all felt natural to him. There, already.
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