[Ray takes a few deep breath and decides to get changed. A tight v-neck tee and tight jeans. No underwear. Theo seems like the type to go for that sort of thing.
And then he heads downstairs to wait, trying not to do something stupid, like pace the floor or something like that.]
[Theo takes his time but doesn't blow past the estimate; he just needs to make sure he looks cute - arriving in a weathered leather jacket, torn jeans and muscle tank. His hair is slicked back from a recent shower and despite any lingering coolness in the air, his skin glows with a potentially magically influenced warmth while he waits on the doorstep for Ray to let him in after knocking.
Hand emerging from his pocket, he takes a lollipop out of his mouth to gesture with it when he speaks:]
[Jesus Christ. Theo looks like he walked out of a photo shoot. He looks like something from the pages of the magazines that Ray kept under his bed at home. He's even got a lollipop, which of course makes Ray think about what else that mouth would look good doing.]
Hey, hi. Nice to see you again. Uh -- yeah, come on. Come on in. [He's definitely a little flustered as he steps out of the way to let Theo in.]
[Theo thrives on attention, so he enjoys the mildly-flustered way in which Ray invites him in and strides on past the threshold, lollipop back in his mouth while he looks around and turns back to face Ray once inside. He shrugs off his jacket so it slumps down to his elbows, holding it there, while offering a cheeky tilt of his head.]
[He pecks Ray on the lips again, before putting the lollipop to Ray's lips - a parting gift, because he'll turn around and let himself on up. He hasn't explored the house but how hard can it be? On the upper landing he'll hang back as not to go creeping through rooms, though he does lean to look through any ajar doorways. Nosy. Also dropping his jacket to the floor up here, he'll get it later.]
[Why is that kind of hot? He crunches on the lollipop while Theo heads upstairs and tosses the stick away, then follows him up. He sets a hand at his lower back and leads him into one of the rooms on the second floor. And closes the door, just in case.
Now he can really get his hands on Theo, starting with stroking his palms over those gorgeous bare arms of his. Down to take his hands, lifting on to his mouth to kiss his fingertips] God, you really are gorgeous.
[Praise, praise, praise. Theo is beaming from it - smile stuck to his lips, blue eyes twinkling with egotistical delight. Ray's a charmer, he's decided, and he's going to keep enabling it by waiting a beat before using one of the just-kissed hands to crook two fingers under the waistband of Ray's pants. With a little tug for emphasis.]
Shit. Yeah, okay. [He strips off Theo's tanktop and -- well, there's a reason they call them muscle tanks, right? Jeez. Ray makes an appreciative noise and skims his fingers over the front of Theo's jeans. Leaning in to kiss him more lingeringly as he undoes the fly and slips his hand inside to palm him.]
[Theo responds kindly, a little more hungry for the kiss - nipping gently at Ray's lower lip while he rolls his hips forward, joining Ray in loosening his zipper and slipping in a hand of his own to Ray's pants. Only he doesn't linger long, other hand shoving them down and reaching around to grab a handful of ass with a playful little snort.]
[Oh hell yes. He steps out of his jeans and pulls off his shirt, leaving him naked in front of Theo. Ray has a lean, runner's build. Smooth, save for a trail of hair starting just under his navel.
He starts to push at Theo's jeans when the question pulls him up short.]
That... might ring a little weird, yeah. But most other names are on the table.
[He can work with no Daddying, even if part of him thinks it'll just be a matter of time before he can work Ray into it. Like a little sexy manipulation game still yet to be had. He helps step out of the rest of his own clothes - leaving him naked before Ray, sporting a few bracelets on one hand and a navel piercing and his funny little cursemark on his hip, which looks like a little magical tattoo. He's being kind and taking his rings off, reaching out to pull Ray with him toward the bed by the wrist. Bedside's where he drops those rings and flips back to rest on the edge of the mattress.]
[Ray doesn't have any rings of his own, unless you count the black band tattooed around his ring finger. He has a black braided leather bracelet on one wrist, and a beaded choker which, if Theo looks closely, have carvings on the beads.]
I like pet names. I'm okay with dirty names, as well. Wouldn't complain if you wanted to call me a slut, or something. [He drapes his arms over Theo's shoulders and straddles his lap, kissing him again. Nipping teasingly at his lip.]
[Theo leans into it, hands roaming up Ray's back affectionately - and he closes his eyes while kissing back, humming lip to lip and savoring the moment.]
Call me anything you want, too. I'll be your slut if you'll be mine.
Yeah? How you gonna do that, beautiful? [He pushes a hand through Theo's hair and sucks at his lower lip, running his other hand over Theo's chest. Rubbing a thumb teasingly over his nipple.]
Jesus, you really know how to flatter a guy. [He might be blushing faintly at the comment, since he's not used to hearing this sorta thing from other people outside Fraser or Andy. But he leans in to nip at Theo's jaw, slipping a hand between them to stroke his fingers teasingly over Theo's cock] Yeah. Yeah, I wanna fuck you.
You want me on my back, or do you wanna take me from behind?
[He's gotta keep up the filthy talk for fun, his fingers raking up the back of Ray's neck to comb up through his hair affectionately. His voice is low and as seductive as he can make it, nose nudging to Ray's cheek as he lets out a little sigh at being touched.]
Fuck, either one is tempting. On your back, I think. I wanna kiss you while I fuck you. [He's such a sucker for making out during sex. For him, it's half the fun.]
[Theo'll splay himself out on the bed easily enough, shifting them around so that he's got Ray between the V of his legs, one hooking high on his hip as Theo gets comfortable. He looks up at him with the languid ease of a centerfold, and bites at the knuckle of one of his hands he's brought up to his face in an attempt to seem coy.]
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We might have to meet up more than once
Check off all those boxes on our lists
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be there in a half hour, babe
be ready for me ♥
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[Ray takes a few deep breath and decides to get changed. A tight v-neck tee and tight jeans. No underwear. Theo seems like the type to go for that sort of thing.
And then he heads downstairs to wait, trying not to do something stupid, like pace the floor or something like that.]
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Hand emerging from his pocket, he takes a lollipop out of his mouth to gesture with it when he speaks:]
Hey.
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Hey, hi. Nice to see you again. Uh -- yeah, come on. Come on in. [He's definitely a little flustered as he steps out of the way to let Theo in.]
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So, where're we playing?
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He steps in and strokes the backs of his fingers over Theo's cheek, brushing their lips together.]
You taste like candy.
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[He pecks Ray on the lips again, before putting the lollipop to Ray's lips - a parting gift, because he'll turn around and let himself on up. He hasn't explored the house but how hard can it be? On the upper landing he'll hang back as not to go creeping through rooms, though he does lean to look through any ajar doorways. Nosy. Also dropping his jacket to the floor up here, he'll get it later.]
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Now he can really get his hands on Theo, starting with stroking his palms over those gorgeous bare arms of his. Down to take his hands, lifting on to his mouth to kiss his fingertips] God, you really are gorgeous.
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Strip me down? Let me feel those hands some more.
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Do I get to call you Daddy or is that a no-go?
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He starts to push at Theo's jeans when the question pulls him up short.]
That... might ring a little weird, yeah. But most other names are on the table.
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[He can work with no Daddying, even if part of him thinks it'll just be a matter of time before he can work Ray into it. Like a little sexy manipulation game still yet to be had. He helps step out of the rest of his own clothes - leaving him naked before Ray, sporting a few bracelets on one hand and a navel piercing and his funny little cursemark on his hip, which looks like a little magical tattoo. He's being kind and taking his rings off, reaching out to pull Ray with him toward the bed by the wrist. Bedside's where he drops those rings and flips back to rest on the edge of the mattress.]
And by the way? Nice room.
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I like pet names. I'm okay with dirty names, as well. Wouldn't complain if you wanted to call me a slut, or something. [He drapes his arms over Theo's shoulders and straddles his lap, kissing him again. Nipping teasingly at his lip.]
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Call me anything you want, too. I'll be your slut if you'll be mine.
[See, it works!!]
And trust me, I love to be a slut. You'll see.
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[He massages his hands against Ray's sides, dragging blunt nails down over his shoulder blades.]
How you wanna use me.
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["I'm not a top or a bottom, I'm a problem" attitude 100%. He leans in toward Ray's ear in turn, whispering:]
You wanna fuck me though? Fill me up with that nice thick cock of yours?
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[He's gotta keep up the filthy talk for fun, his fingers raking up the back of Ray's neck to comb up through his hair affectionately. His voice is low and as seductive as he can make it, nose nudging to Ray's cheek as he lets out a little sigh at being touched.]
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[Theo'll splay himself out on the bed easily enough, shifting them around so that he's got Ray between the V of his legs, one hooking high on his hip as Theo gets comfortable. He looks up at him with the languid ease of a centerfold, and bites at the knuckle of one of his hands he's brought up to his face in an attempt to seem coy.]
I'm gonna like my view.