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Future Stuff ::1:: Been Up All Night
[This was not clicking for some reason. He has been staring at these reports for the past hour and half, nothing having been accomplished besides from papers being shuffled around in a semblance of productivity and knives thrown into the pillar behind him out of sheer frustration. His fingers tapping along the worn metal to keep himself from doing further property damage at this rate.
The bottom line was that stress was gnawing at him.
Not from the job though. If anything, reports should came as second nature after the past few months and coordinating had been relatively easy once the rough first week passed by. Being a vanguard should cause less stress than doing actually fieldwork yet here he was at a breaking point almost.
There was nothing. Absolutely nothing. Those stupid letters and photos and other bullshit weren't coming in anymore.
Something had to have happened and he's stuck here in this goddamn tower like a fresh rezzed moron.
His hands were effectively tied as well. No one could be sent out without the other two's approval and even then it'd be brought forward to discussion by the head vanguard. Which means that nothing could happen for days and he'll be sitting on his ass like he already was. All it did was make him all the more frustrated about having given up his freedom to leave as he so pleased because at least then someone would be out there trying to figure out what happened.
The hunter buries his face in his hands with an exhausted sigh leaving him. He probably looked like hell at this rate. Throwing himself into long hours had made his sleep schedule an abysmal handful of hours in the past few days. Half the time he didn't know how he wasn't passing out during meetings. Be easy to. Pull the hood further down, lean down on the table and maybe get an hour or two of on and off rest. Might be the best time to try it out to be quite honest since the hall was dead before attempting it when there'd be actual repercussions to getting caught.
He grunts after stretching out on the table some, pillowing his head with his arms for something close to comfortable. Shade is called out of transmat to keep a watch on things while an attempt at a nap was made. The ghost whirling softly in concern but does as told.
Things suck. Might as well try to ignore it for the time being.]
The bottom line was that stress was gnawing at him.
Not from the job though. If anything, reports should came as second nature after the past few months and coordinating had been relatively easy once the rough first week passed by. Being a vanguard should cause less stress than doing actually fieldwork yet here he was at a breaking point almost.
There was nothing. Absolutely nothing. Those stupid letters and photos and other bullshit weren't coming in anymore.
Something had to have happened and he's stuck here in this goddamn tower like a fresh rezzed moron.
His hands were effectively tied as well. No one could be sent out without the other two's approval and even then it'd be brought forward to discussion by the head vanguard. Which means that nothing could happen for days and he'll be sitting on his ass like he already was. All it did was make him all the more frustrated about having given up his freedom to leave as he so pleased because at least then someone would be out there trying to figure out what happened.
The hunter buries his face in his hands with an exhausted sigh leaving him. He probably looked like hell at this rate. Throwing himself into long hours had made his sleep schedule an abysmal handful of hours in the past few days. Half the time he didn't know how he wasn't passing out during meetings. Be easy to. Pull the hood further down, lean down on the table and maybe get an hour or two of on and off rest. Might be the best time to try it out to be quite honest since the hall was dead before attempting it when there'd be actual repercussions to getting caught.
He grunts after stretching out on the table some, pillowing his head with his arms for something close to comfortable. Shade is called out of transmat to keep a watch on things while an attempt at a nap was made. The ghost whirling softly in concern but does as told.
Things suck. Might as well try to ignore it for the time being.]
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[It's something that the both of them have reinforced enough over the years that he was sure that the pair of them would be prepared or simply do something else. That's how much wellbeing meant over a brief moment of pleasure. Still it's hard to stop himself from rocking back against him to point down.]
Bottom left.
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[Oh how he doesn't want to pull away, even for a moment, but he's adamant on his word: he would never, ever do anything to hurt his hunter. So it's with an apologetic kiss to James' shoulder that he ducks away, hurriedly pulling open the offending drawer and scrabbling through the contents until he's able to find what he needs.
Dropping a pack of condoms haphazardly onto the desk, he busies himself with trying to uncap the lube with one hand. It isn't easy, hey may curse once or twice under his breath, but eventually the cap snaps off and he's able to coat his fingers before abandoning the offending thing somewhere with little thought.
His breath hot against James' neck, he laughs breathlessly as his fingers circle against him.]
Love you.
[He's never been so truthful in his life, and he presses a reverent kiss to James' spine as he slowly slips a finger in.]
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Certain they won't fall, he glances back and softly laughs at the fumbling Liam was doing with the bottle. How romantic. Always showcasing those coordination skills whether or not he was aware that that the hunter found it rather endearing.
However the breath almost knocks out of him at the touch, causing his fingers to clutch at the desk. A pleased moan slipping out as he rocks back into Liam's hand.]
L-love you too.
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I got you, don't want to hurt you.
[He slips a second finger in, his movements slow and fluid as he nuzzles into the back of his hunter's neck.]
Wanna make you feel good.
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I know I know--traveler yes.
[Fumbling slightly, he straightens up to reach back and run his fingers along his titan's neck.]
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[The words are hot against James neck, his fingers working slow and steady.]
Traveler, you're so damn beautiful like this.
[The praise drips from his lips as he smears kisses along the curve of the hunter's shoulder, and his fingers curl for just a moment to draw out any noises that he can.
His patience is drawn thin though, and he reluctantly pulls back, his hand brushing over James' hip as he stretches to reach for a condom laying on the desk. Tearing it open with his teeth, he struggles for a moment to roll it on one-handed, but eventually he manages. More lube is next, and when he's certain that he's not going to hurt his hunter, he rubs himself against the man, pushing ever so slightly.]
Okay?
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[At this point, he doesn't care how much need has slipped into his voice and made his words quiver with each pant. There wasn't anything else on his mind asides from that wonderful mouth of Liam's and rutting back into those damn fingers that drew out moans with such ease from him.
However there's a rather loud whimper slipping out as he bucks back, screwing his eyes shut. Then a low disappointed noise as everything ceases for a time. Yet it returns but with new excitement at the hard length rocking expectantly against him.
And then there's the push.]
Please Liam... Come on--I want your cock. Fuck me yea.
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F-fuck. Yeah, yeah I can do that. Gonna make you feel so good, I promise.
[With the slightest, sharp inhale he braces one hand against the hunter's hips as he slowly pushes forward, sinking into him with a low moan. He has to fight to keep himself from going to fast, the thought of hurting the man is absolutely abhorrant, but it takes all of his willpower to keep himself steady.
When his hips are flush against the other he pauses, leaning down to smear kisses along James' shoulder as he fights to catch his breath.]
Lemme-lemme know when, okay?
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[He doesn't care how desperate he sounds after Liam having riled him up so much and working him over so well, making him solely fixated on the satisfaction that only his titan could bring him. A throaty groan slips out at the sensation of Liam sinking deep into him, sucking in a breath as he screws his eyes shut.
By the traveler, it was everything that he wanted and yet it wasn't enough. So good but slow, too slow. The hunter wanted his titan now and it shows in the way he arches back against him, rocking back.]
N-now.
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[He all but pants the word against James' neck, eyes slipping shut with the effort of everything. Traveler, this is far more than he had ever thought possible when he had first walked through the vanguard's door but it certainly had been a turn for good.]
You sure?
[But he can feel James tense beneath him and he groans unabashedly, low in his throat as he pulls back until he's almost withdrawn from the man. The temptation proves too strong, however, and within a moment he's fallen into a steady pace, fucking his hunter slow and deep as he holds the man to him.]
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[He turns his head to steal a kiss away from his titan as best he can manage, settling for a rough yet satisfying mess of one while his hand reaches up to wind around the back of Liam's neck to keep him close. His hips cant back into him with unhindered want as the man finally starts moving.]
L-love you.
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Love you so much.
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Forever yours.
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[The words slip out, low and hoarse as he struggles to catch his breath. Each thrust is smooth as he sinks deep into James, and his free hand slips down between them, fingers splayed against the man's stomach for a moment before his hand circles around his length. He palms him for a moment, but just as quickly he takes him in hand and strokes, firm and quick, to keep time with his thrusts.]
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[He groans unabashedly, no longer giving any care as to whether or not someone hears what the vangurad is actually up to currently. All that he cared for was the man that he loves and keeping him close while fucked against his desk. Another messy kiss stolen away albeit shorter than the other as he sucks in a sharp breath at the hand traveling along his stomach.
A low hiss between clenched teeth as he tries to rub himself against the hand as much as rock back into Liam. He quickly changes tune into loud moans when those damn strokes come along and he starts thrusting into the titan's grip, fingers tightening around his neck at the added stimuli.]
O-oh yes...
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Love you, love seeing this side of you.
[He pants the words against James' lips, a hint of amusement barely audible.]
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Please...
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[The words are hot against the back of James' neck as he ruts against him, each thrust driving him closer and closer to his inevitable end. His grip around the other man's length doesn't falter though, and he smears messy kisses against his skin.]
've got you, c'mon-
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His whole body quivers after the release, hips meagerly attempting to find the rhythm again. A hand seeking out to wrap around Liam's arm as he rocks back against him.]
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[James is always beautiful when he's like this, and it takes Liam's breath away as he feels the hunter go taught beneath him. There's warm slick against his hand and he's entirely certain that there's nothing better in the entire universe than knowing that his hunter like this.
His thrusts slow for a moment to give James time to breathe, but in the end he can't quite hold out and with a gasped curse he picks up the pace until he's shuddering against the hunter.]
L-love-
[With a choked groan he comes, pressed flush against his hunter's back as he buries his face in the man's shoulder to muffle some of the noise. The world fades away for a singular moment, but when he's able to think straight again he presses a messy kiss to the side of James' neck.]
Love you.
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[He finds his rythym once more, rutting back against the titan to encourage him on while he clutches his desk. A loud groan slipping out as he feels Liam roughly buck into a couple of times. He knew what that meant and it simply means that he reaches up to bury a hand in his hair to keep him close.
Taking a moment to catch his breath, a tired laugh comes out.]
Traveler, t-that was so damn good...I hope someone heard. S-so that way they can be jealous.
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[He goes taught against James' back, smearing kisses along his shoulder as he slowly regains his senses. He bucks slowly, one last time, before laughing into his hunter's skin and nuzzling at the side of his neck.]
See? Told you loud was good.
[Leaning away for just a moment, he pulls out and deals with the cleanup, but after that he's draped against James yet again, slowly and gently nudging him until he's able to take the man in his arms.]
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[He laughs breathlessly, closing his eyes and leaning over the desk to catch his breath through soft panting. A low grunt slips out as Liam withdraws but it's an excuse to lay across the top of his desk even if his mess still remained on it and made it sticky. He honestly didn't have the level of care to fuss over it.
Liam's arms though are exactly what he cares for and he straightens back up to rest in them. A pleased and content smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.]
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[One hand strays down to James' stomach, wiping away some of the slick that's accumulated and with a please hum he nuzzles into the hunter's temple all over again.]
Love you.
[He draws his hand up, tongue flicking out to clean his fingers of the mess before he wraps his arms around his hunter.]
Love you so much.
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[He glances down at the soft touches, raising a brow as he follows Liam's hand and watches him. Laughing softly, he shakes his head and grins.]
Love you too. Ridiculous titan of mine.
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