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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.]

Date: 2016-12-08 02:36 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] rocketsout
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[There's a sharp, stuttered intake of breath at the feeling of his hunters mouth and Liam doesn't bother to stifle his groan. Traveler be damned if someone heard them, he can't even be bothered to care what anyone thinks. Not when there are fingers tracing along his hips and he can't help but shiver at the feeling of them.]

Desk?

[It's a weak question, because he's loathe to move at the moment, but he tries to keep his bearings.]

Date: 2016-12-09 03:50 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] rocketsout
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's what you said-

[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.]

Date: 2016-12-12 04:26 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] rocketsout
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[There's another choked off noise as James' tongue teases him, and he leans over the chair heavily, one hand braced against the back to keep himself standing. The temptation to thrust is overwhelming but he holds himself back, eyes fluttering open to stare down at his hunter when he's nudged away.

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.

Date: 2016-12-13 12:55 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] rocketsout
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Yeah I do.

[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.]

Date: 2016-12-14 05:19 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] rocketsout
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Not gonna hurt you.

[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.]

Date: 2016-12-28 10:59 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] rocketsout
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Alright, yeah.

[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.]

Date: 2017-01-06 12:37 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] rocketsout
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[His mouth doesn't leave James' shoulder as he works, loving kisses smeared across the line of the blade. His free hand steadies James, coming to rest on his hip with a light grip to prevent him from moving too quickly.]

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.

Date: 2017-01-31 12:50 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] rocketsout
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You're gorgeous.

[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?

Date: 2017-02-09 03:21 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] rocketsout
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[A shudder runs down his spine at the sheer intensity of his hunter's voice, and he curses under his breath as he fights to keep himself still. Self-control is oh-so hard, though, when James is taught beneath him, burning hot and eager.]

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?

Date: 2017-02-10 02:19 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] rocketsout
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I've got you, I've got you-

[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.]

Date: 2017-02-10 03:36 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] rocketsout
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[The kiss is messy and he wouldn't have it any other way as his hand skirts up James' side until he's able to hook his arm around the man's chest to pull him close. He moans, the sound rough and low in his throat as he rocks against his hunter, his pace slowly starting to pick up with each moment that passes.]

Love you so much.

Date: 2017-02-25 04:44 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] rocketsout
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Never gonna leave, never gonna let you go-

[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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