[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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Date: 2016-03-03 03:48 pm (UTC)From:And I know what you like.
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Date: 2016-03-06 12:14 am (UTC)From:[There's laughter in that, warm and rich and affectionate, and it trails off into a pleased noise as his hands wander lower. Fingers slip between the hunter's thighs, touches light and gentle and certainly not enough to satisfy.]
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Date: 2016-03-06 01:09 am (UTC)From:Dammit.
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Date: 2016-03-06 12:59 pm (UTC)From:[He's grinning against James' throat, fingers wandering up his length so that he can rub the pad of his thumb over the head, catching some of the slick there.]
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Date: 2016-03-06 01:33 pm (UTC)From:[By the traveler he wasn't going to move from this couch if the titan kept this up. His breath catching in his throat before coming hissed out through clenched teeth.]
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Date: 2016-03-06 11:50 pm (UTC)From:Sure?
[And with that he shifts, his free hand steadying itself on the hunter's hip as he ducks his head down to swipe his tongue across a nipple.]
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Date: 2016-03-07 12:44 am (UTC)From:[He rolls his hips into the touches with a ragged breath but managing a small smirk at the jab he manages. But then he's arching and drags his hand down Liam's back.]
Shit.
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Date: 2016-03-07 01:20 pm (UTC)From:[A hand winds into the titan's hair while a shuttering breath leaves him at all of the attention. The hunter bucks up into the other's strokes, grinding against him with a steadily growing desire.]
Liam please...
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Date: 2016-03-08 10:25 am (UTC)From:Please?
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Date: 2016-03-08 11:59 am (UTC)From:C-come on. You know what I want dammit.
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Date: 2016-03-09 10:49 am (UTC)From:[There's certainly teasing in his tone, and he grins against James' chest.]
I can think of a lot of things.
[The hand around the hunter's length quickens for just a fraction of a moment.]
Could be my hand
[He flicks his tongue over a nipple again.]
mouth
[His free hand wanders lower, resting teasingly along the ridge of James' tailbone.]
fingers
[And oh is he grinning as he pulls his hand away, instead coaxing the other man down so that he can grind slowly against him.]
cock. Any one of those things. All of 'em. None of 'em.
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Date: 2016-03-09 01:32 pm (UTC)From:O-or I could take care of it on my own if you're going to be a dick.
[Probably his own fault for not saying what he wants but he can't exactly think clearly right now. So he pushes up to try and get off him to stand.]
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Date: 2016-03-16 04:14 pm (UTC)From:[Oh he's still being an asshole for sure, and he punctuates his observation with another flick of his tongue over the hunter's nipple. When the man starts to move however, he offers an annoyed noise, arm winding around James' waist to gently hold him in place. It isn't forceful, never forceful, and offers just enough give to let him move if he really wants.]
But I dunno, could just watch. You look pretty good when you're touching yourself.
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Date: 2016-03-16 07:34 pm (UTC)From:[His hold on the couch tightens at the brush of a tongue on him, sucking a sharp breath through his teeth. Then he's being held in place which garners a brief noise of annoyance however he doesn't make any moves to break away and instead leans down a tad more.]
Can't watch if I lock the door.
[Then his focus is getting back into a comfortable straddle before grinding slowly into him.]
Maybe if you stop being an asshole, I'll take all three from you.
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Date: 2016-03-23 04:35 pm (UTC)From:[It's a genuine compliment this time, and his hand strays down to the hunter's hip as he gently pulls him closer so that he can match the slow grind.]
Promise I'll behave. Only as much as you want me to.
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Date: 2016-03-23 08:02 pm (UTC)From:[His head dips down to smear kisses along the titan's pulse, slow and loving despite the pauses to groan. Fingers reaching up to bury themselves into Liam's hair.]
Don't be an ass anymore and fuck me. How about that?
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Date: 2016-03-24 08:18 pm (UTC)From:[There's an appreciative noise at the fingers in his hair, but it's cut short momentarily later as his breath catches in his throat and he moans quietly.]
Think I like the sound of that one, yeah. Need things...?
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Date: 2016-03-24 08:57 pm (UTC)From:[That moan drives him on to rock a bit harder against the titan, biting his lip to stifle his own noises for a moment. More kisses placed to his neck before trailing down to his shoulder.]
I...there's none down here.
[He's a bit distracted right now.]
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Date: 2016-03-25 05:35 pm (UTC)From:[But lack of forethought really does prove to be an issue, and though he's reticent to have to move, he's just as unwilling to move. With a low noise, he tangles his fingers in James' hair to hold him close, rocking his hips up to meet the man's thrusts.]
Should start stashing stuff around the place.
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Date: 2016-03-25 08:57 pm (UTC)From:[Still kind of an issue that yea there was no stuff down here. That was kind of necessary even if he didn't want to move especially those grinds making him moan into the titan's shoulder.]
Maybe. I-I can go grab it real quick.
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Date: 2016-03-31 09:34 pm (UTC)From:[And oh those moans do something for him, and he's bucking up into the hunter with even more enthusiasm. But it's not everything, not what they both want, even if he's reticent to let James away.]
Really quick.
[His grip loosens enough for the other to break away.]
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Date: 2016-03-31 10:28 pm (UTC)From:[Son of a bitch he tightens his grip onto the titan at those rocks with a rather pleased noise but no he has to focus on something else right now. Things needed to be grabbed which meant letting go and sliding off of him.]
I'll try.
[Then he's disappearing off to upstairs after a slight stumble. What was proper coordination after such a distraction.}
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Date: 2016-04-03 04:48 pm (UTC)From:[He can't resist the teasing, but there's a distinct sense of loss when James slides away. His fingertips linger along the hunter's side for a moment or two but he settles himself and closes his eyes with a grin.]
Think you can.
[And with that James is gone and it feels like ages pass. Though it's a poor substitute, he takes himself in hand while he waits, moaning quietly under his breath with each slow stroke.]
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Date: 2016-04-03 08:55 pm (UTC)From:[He slips out into the hall and quickly makes his way upstairs before fumbling with the drawer. Alright, got the supplies and maybe he follows what the titan says by bringing along extra in order to stash in case of future incidents similar to this.
Now to head back. However the hunter stills in the hallway because that was certainly a noise. A rather pleased titan noise in fact.
So when he turns to pop back into the room, a light blush hits his cheeks and a pulse of heat hits between his legs. Sure he has the stuff but that was Liam touching himself which was definitely a thing. And who was he not to take his time now because of it?]
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