Future Stuff ::1:: Been Up All Night

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[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.]

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I uh-

[Words are exceedingly difficult at the moment, what with the show before him, and he trails off, glancing down. There's heat high in his cheeks and he's as hard as he's ever been, but he offers up a grin, still trying to scramble for something, anything.]

Shit, James.

[And with that he's swooping in for a rough kiss, hands splaying down the hunter's sides as he shifts to kneel over him.]

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Liam I-

[Nope. Whatever he planned on saying dies in his throat quickly at the kiss, eagerly returning though messily so. His hands reach up to the titan's shoulders and pull him down cause he doesn't give a damn anymore at this rate.

This was a success though. Definitely a good use of an opportunity and fits under the doing something with another vanguard excuse even if it's not a valid excuse.]

Surprise I guess.

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[Down if perfect, he's more than willing to hold himself above the other, chasing the kiss for as long as he can.]

James, fuck, you didn't have to-

[He pauses that train of thought as he ducks down and moths at the hollow of the man's throat, fingers curling about his hips.]

You look good like this.

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I know, I know but I ugh wanted to.

[His head leans back to expose his throat more for the titan, taking in a sharp breath at the kiss and groaning softly. He was already so wound up from his own work that any from Liam felt amazing on top of everything.

Oh. Oh well he's definitely blushing harder at that and his eyes flickering lower down the man's undersuit shamelessly.]

I guess so. Must like what you see then.

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Shit...

[The admission strikes him deep, and it draws a low, rough moan from the back of his throat as he nips his way up James' neck. One hand reaches to curl around his back, drawing him upward with a gentle nudge, while the other strays to wrap around his length, and oh, oh he can feel just how worked up the hunter is.

Shit. Definitely straight out of his fantasies.

But he smirks against the man's throat, gives him a slow, steady stroke as he laughs quietly.]

Told you I'd model for you.

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I--Fuck...

[There was quite a bit he wanted to say to that but it's get erased away at the fingers wrapping around him, breathing in through clenched teeth as he savors the mouth on his neck. He whimpers softly when the titan then moaning and rocking his hips up into the stroke.

So far the wait was definitely worth it. Damn good call.]

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Fuck...James.

[Oh those noises do things for him, and he exhales shakily against the man's throat. His hand never wavers though, slowly, steadily stroking, even as he bites a dark mark into the base of James' throat.]

Wanna know how things ended?

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[Dammit this was definitely making things harder to focus let alone articulate words. He pants softly, trying to follow the strokes with his hips because that was the strongest desire right now. Another rough moan slips into shaky laughing.]

I'm pretty sure I already do.

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Oh?

[There's amusement in his voice as he traces the pad of his thumb in slow circles over the head of the hunter's length.]

Why don't you tell me then, yeah?

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[The hunter tries to not squirm at the touches, moving his hands down to grip at the sheets with a ragged groan. Biting his lip, he tries to calm himself but fails miserably.]

Don't be a dick right now. Please.

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Honest question. Wanna hear it from you.

[But the request is heeded. There's an apologetic kiss placed to James' collar before he's moving, smearing his mouth down across the expanse of the man's chest. There's a hint of teeth before he shifts, dragging his tongue across a nipple before he sets to work teasing it into hardness. And of. course he's relented, the lkng, slow strokes returning.]

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Shit.

[A hand comes up to wind into Liam's hair accompanied by a pleased noise, leaning his head back at the combined effort of mouth and hand on him. There was no way that he was going to last like this.]

W-well...I figured I'd be back to face first in that pillow while a certain titan shows me what he's got. Making me forget everything but his name. That's what sounds right.

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[He laughs warmly against the hunter's skin, though the noise melts into a low groan that he doesn't care to stifle.]

Tease you up, get you begging, 'n fuck you until you can't even think.

[He laughs again, rolling his hips down to grind himself against the man's thigh.]

Sound about right?

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[The grind drags a low moan as though things weren't hard enough already, tightening his grip on the bed in vain attempt of getting a clear head. This was both the best and the worst.]

Yea, yea that sounds like it without a doubt. Kind of already...there though. Seriously.

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Gonna beg, then?

[It's just teasing though, because he's exhaling shakily against James' chest. With an apologetic noise, he pulls back, removing his hands so that he can start working his undersuit off.]

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Pft I don't beg. You might get a please.

[At this point he knows how to rightfully tease back though it comes out more shaky than what he would like. He leans back in order to appreciate the view.]

I'm sure you'd live that.

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I mean, wouldn't be against it.

[It's a bit of work to try to undress himself in his position, and so he has to momentarily roll away to fully rid himself of the undersuit. Almost as an after thought, he ends up grabbing the necessary supplies and tossing them on the bed before he returns and straddles the hunter.]

Little politeness goes a long way.

[Still teasing, and he leans down sliding himself against the man before taking the both of them in hand with a quiet groan.]

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[Alright he will admit to having softly laughed at the fumbling that the titan performs in order to get his undersuit off but then he's letting himself look him over happily. A soft grunt leaving him while he adjusts to fact that someone was straddling him, flushing some.]

Of course you wouldn't be. That's what you want to hear.

[He leans his head back with a whimper because yes he had practically asked for this but this was torturous.]

Fucking dammit.

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[He manages a shaky smirk, rolling his hips and unabashedly groaning with the spike of sensation. It's intense, but good, and the fact that he has James beneath him and whimpering does such things for his ego.

The way his head falls back though, it's such an invitation that he can't pass it up. With a smirk, he leans down and presses a kiss to his throat, biting down to start working a proper mark.]

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[With the grinding and the stroking, the hunter is soon panting while rocking his hips up to encourage both to continue. By the traveler he needed to be careful but this was too damn amazing to ignore.]

Fuck me. Keep this up and I'm going to lose it.

[Ok and now he's getting marked. Dammit. He's groaning once more at the added sensation of teeth working into his skin.]

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Shit, James-

[His breath catches in his throat, and he closes his eyes for a moment to try to steady himself. It's only partially successful, but he does tear himself away with one last, slow stroke. And then he's pulling back, nudging James to move.]

C'mon.

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[Oh well that's a thing. He gives a grunt at the final touch and the loss of the hand but apparently he's supposed to be moving now. Fair enough the coaxing is enough to get him to budge and follow the nudges to move as suggested.]

Alright, alright. Moving.

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[The moment James is situated, he's draping himself over the hunter's back, trailing his lips over the shell of his ear while his arm loops about his waist to keep him close.]

No need to sound so down about it.

[He's just teasing though, because with his free hNd he's reaching across to try to rustle through the stand next to the bed for supplies so that he can take his time preparing the man under him.]

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[A new flush hits his cheeks but he focuses on the pillow in front of him, bringing it close to curl his arms around it to get comfortable. That and it would provide ample cover if he decides that the heat coursing through his face was too much.]

I'm not. You're sadly mistaken if you think so.

[Definitely keeping his eyes on the bed because that was the distinct rummaging of someone in the nightstand and that didn't exactly warrant any need to watch. He rocks back against Liam though to see if he can get him to fumble somewhat.]

I want this.

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I hope I a-

[The retort is cut off by a rough moan at the sensation of the hunter rocking back against him, and it effectively distracts him for a moment or.two. When he finally manages to get his wits about him again, he leans down to bite at the crux of James' shoulder.]

Fuck...want you.

[He fumbles with a condom packet, breathing heavy against the hunter's skin as he slides it on. Then it's on to the bottle, slicking his fingers and slowly preparing the hunter, pressing messy kisses to the side of his neck all the while.

When he's finally certain that he's not going to hurt the other, he pulls back and slicks himself, content to slide himself against the man for a few moments before slowly starting to push in with a ragged breath.]