for plaguedrat - continued [possibly nsfw]

[silenttrainbaby]

[from here]

They are both whole, they are both young, and alive. And a tear may fall-just one- for Gilliam who isn't here, Grey can run his hands down Rat's front, the body much like his own.

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[silenttrainbaby]

Grey's chest moves as he heaves in a breath. Oh. Another breath as his body adjusts fully and he lunges up to kiss Rat, fingers urging him to move.

[plaguedrat]

Rat jerks forward, meeting him in the kiss, biting a little n his haste. He can't keep still any longer, not when all of Grey is inviting him in. Rat shifts his hips back so he can start to move.

[silenttrainbaby]

That's good, that rhythm. Being flexible allows Grey to fold up more, lunge into those kisses. The sounds he makes - if they can even be called that - are low and keened, breath more than sound.

[plaguedrat]

Rat tussles back a little, teasingly pushing Grey but never really telling him to stop. He bends forward where he can to kiss Grey's throat, gripping his shoulders roughly so that he can hold his angle and keep himself from giving in to the temptation to just bury himself, to fuck and make this even more intense.

[silenttrainbaby]

But isn't fucking what they should be doing? Oh, this is a kind of exquisite torture. Grey's toes curl, his fingers dig in to Rat's arms. The ground is hard - solid - under his back.

[plaguedrat]

He takes Grey's hard touch as a signal, urging him to move harder and faster, to give in a little. God, he wants to so badly. All it takes is that little permission to hurry him on.