[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: 2016-11-28 09:07 pm (UTC)From:Y-you always hated paperwork. So if you brush away the ones on my desk...
[He lets the possibility hang in the air, seeing if he will catch what he means.]
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Date: 2016-12-04 12:53 am (UTC)From:[He groans hot against James' lips, breath coming fast and heavy as he thrusts against him.]
Or with you in my lap, fucking yourself on my cock.
[One hand sneaks down between them, his fingers wrapping around his hunter's length and toying with the head.]
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Date: 2016-12-04 04:06 am (UTC)From:[A rough moan slips out with earnest, scrambling to start working off anything that stands in the way on his titan. His hips bucking up into the touch with a pleased whine.]
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Date: 2016-12-05 01:19 pm (UTC)From:[He doesn't want to break away, but as James' hands pick at his clothing he's suddenly reminded that there's still far too much fabric between them. With one last pass of his hand over the man's length, he works to help divest himself of his shirt, and then pulls back to start working on his pants.]
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Date: 2016-12-06 03:15 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2016-12-08 02:36 am (UTC)From:Desk?
[It's a weak question, because he's loathe to move at the moment, but he tries to keep his bearings.]
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Date: 2016-12-08 03:49 am (UTC)From:[A flash of a smug toothy smirk at the titan's noises and traveler he wanted to make even more of them so he continues his soft explorations along skin, smearing along kisses before helping to tug off his pants further. He certainly wasn't going to need those. Besides he can be somewhat of a shit by returning the favor and running his tongue over Liam's length.]
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Date: 2016-12-09 03:50 am (UTC)From:[But his half-hearted protests die off completely, melting into a hoarse groan at the sudden heat of James' mouth upon him. He'd been wanting for a while, but completely content to focus on his hunter's pleasure and ignore his own. Now though, with the teasing taste, he cants his hips and lets himself bask in the sensation.]
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Date: 2016-12-09 04:46 am (UTC)From:However he did say what he did so he's fumbling out of the chair and nudging him out of the way. His desk was a mess but it should be easy work to throw the holopads and paper into a drawer quickly. It's half tempting to throw them to the floor but he isn't like Liam.]
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Date: 2016-12-12 04:26 am (UTC)From:If James thinks that he's going to be be orderly, he's certainly mistaken. While the vanguard tries to file away his things, Liam drapes himself over the man's shoulders and pins him to the desk. He's grinning against his hunter's shoulder as he reaches over and shoves the remaining contents of the desk until they go spiraling to the floor. The clatter that follows is intensely satisfying, and it has him grinning into James' shoulder as he presses himself up against the man, one arm going around his waist to hold him close.]
C'mon, it's half the fun.
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Date: 2016-12-12 05:39 am (UTC)From:He's less thrilled at the armor that clatters though. No one was coming to his door so that was pretty nice. The worry leaves his mind when the arm encircles him, giving enough encouragement for him to grind back against him.]
You just like making messes.
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Date: 2016-12-13 12:55 am (UTC)From:[He grins into James' shoulder, smearing hot kisses across his skin as his hand splays across his stomach.]
I wanna make more too.
[With a cant of his hips he slides himself against the hunter, groaning quietly at the feel of it.]
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Date: 2016-12-13 03:58 am (UTC)From:As you should. Come on...
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Date: 2016-12-14 05:19 am (UTC)From:[He's adamant about that, and even as he continues to slowly grind against his hunter with a low noise.]
Which drawer is the stuff in?
[That's a rather important question, and he smears hot kisses along James' shoulder as he works.]
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Date: 2016-12-14 05:51 am (UTC)From:[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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Date: 2016-12-28 10:59 am (UTC)From:[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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Date: 2016-12-28 08:21 pm (UTC)From: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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Date: 2017-01-06 12:37 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2017-01-06 06:00 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2017-01-31 12:50 pm (UTC)From:[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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Date: 2017-02-01 03:52 am (UTC)From:[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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Date: 2017-02-09 03:21 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2017-02-09 04:13 pm (UTC)From:[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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Date: 2017-02-10 02:19 am (UTC)From:[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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Date: 2017-02-10 02:42 am (UTC)From:[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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