Eliot

[petty_dabbler]

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John waited until Eliot had his shirt off, then he moved in closer to touch him. His hands were warm and slow, full of magic and promise.

"You certain about this?" he asked. "I'll let you sleep here either way..."

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[eliot_thespectacular]

"Did you feel it though?" Eliot asked eagerly, moving closer to him. He was a bit sore, but didn't care. "My magic?"

[petty_dabbler]

"I did," he nodded.

John reached for a cig and lit up. One deep drag and he exhaled slowly.

"Felt good, didn't it?"

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Real good," said Eliot. Though then added with a smile, "But so did you cock. Can I have a drag?"

[petty_dabbler]

John passed the cigarette over.

"When's the last time you got fucked proper?" John asked.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Too long," Eliot said, and took a long drag, sucking in the smoke. "Properly, at least. Even longer since I've properly fucked someone..."

[petty_dabbler]

"Why not? You're a good looking guy, and sex is as good a trade as anything these days," he noted.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Oh, I didn't say I hadn't been fucked in trade," Eliot said. "It just hasn't been very good. I have high standards.'

[petty_dabbler]

"Yeah?" he asked, then snorted. "I don't. Not a one."

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Fortunate for me I guess," Eliot said dryly.

[petty_dabbler]

"You did raise the bar for everyone else," he purred.

He reached out to take the smoke back.

"You're gonna stay for a while, right?"

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Good save," said Eliot with a chuckle. "And yes, if you'll have me."

[petty_dabbler]

"I've got enough supplies for a few days. Stay."

He twisted toward him and kissed him with the taste of fresh ash on his tongue.

"You can fuck me next," he whispered.

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot kissed him back and then murmured, "I can't wait. I'll make you feel me for days, baby."