[ He thinks there isn't enough blood in his brain for the kinds of decisions Rye wants him to make right now, hnnngh. Another — choked laugh, manages: ]
Damn, but you've got a dirty mouth on you. [ Rocks his hips up, a breathy noise. Not like he's one to talk, he's noticed a marked tendency himself to keep his language very clean in mixed company. ] Do you talk to Tea like that?
[ Rye might notice that he's keeping his balance really easily despite the position, but now he reaches up above to hook his fingers around the doorframe and lever himself up, off both feet, pressing a hungry kiss on Rye in the process. Breaking it: ]
But I'm not saying no.
[ The logistics work out fine, he's (dizzily) sure. Suck him off, fuck him while he recovers a little, then he'll fuck you. ]
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Damn, but you've got a dirty mouth on you. [ Rocks his hips up, a breathy noise. Not like he's one to talk, he's noticed a marked tendency himself to keep his language very clean in mixed company. ] Do you talk to Tea like that?
[ Rye might notice that he's keeping his balance really easily despite the position, but now he reaches up above to hook his fingers around the doorframe and lever himself up, off both feet, pressing a hungry kiss on Rye in the process. Breaking it: ]
But I'm not saying no.
[ The logistics work out fine, he's (dizzily) sure. Suck him off, fuck him while he recovers a little, then he'll fuck you. ]