OOM: Urquhart and Moist, preparing for a job on the Discworld

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart has a bag of fresh food dangling from his wrist, and his other arm thrown around Moist.

He unlocks the door. His room looks very inviting, tidy, and comfortable.

"Cooking first, or sex first?"

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[morethanprops]

"Mm, how much more does the food need?" As he'd rather not stop just yet.

[scots_wolf]

"We add the fish and the mangoes and herbs, and then let it simmer on very low for quite a while," Urquhart murmurs against his mouth.

[morethanprops]

"Then let's do that quickly,"

Moist says as he nips at Urquhart's lips.

[scots_wolf]

Luckily, fish, mangoes and herbs are prepared and just need to go in before Urquhart can turn his full attention to Moist.

[morethanprops]

Moist appreciates that and pulls Urquhart away from the cooking as he gets his hands down Urquhart's trousers.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart pulls at Moist's shirt, suddenly very impatient.

[morethanprops]

His eagerness makes Moist laugh against his mouth and quickly unbuttons his shirt, enough to pull it off.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart bends his head to kiss Moist's throat, moaning as his lips slide over jaw and neck.

[morethanprops]

Moist moves his hands to caress Urquhart's length and arch against him.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart's hand slides Moist's shirt off his shoulders, and nips at his collarbones.

He pushes into Moist's hand, sighing.

[morethanprops]

At the nip, Moist groans and changes the tempo of his caress.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart chuckles, and steps backwards, pulling Moist towards the divan.

[morethanprops]

Moist follows and tries to get Urquhart's trousers off at the same time.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart stumbles and falls backwards on the divan, his length jutting out from his partially pulled-down breeches.

[morethanprops]

"Mm," Moist tugs his trousers off the rest of the way and kneels to take Urquhart's length in his mouth.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart sprawls, moaning loudly.

That feels lovely!

[morethanprops]

That's the idea and Moist has missed the taste and feel of Urquhart and takes his time, caressing and licking with a few nips.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart sighs deeply with pleasure, keeping his hips from thrusting too wildly and too greedily.

[morethanprops]

Moist takes his time to enjoy this as much as possible and draw out Urquhart's pleasure and his own.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart is trying to keep back, slow down, prolong the pleasure as much as he can.

[morethanprops]

Now Moist can't have that, he wants Urquhart to give up control so starts doing things he knows pulls Urquhart over the edge.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart tries to breathe regularly, fighting for control.

Then, when Moist suddenly touches him there, he gives a great shout of pleasure -- not quite the pinnacle yet, but an unexpected jolt sideways, so to speak.

[morethanprops]

Moist gives him a moment or two before touching him not just there but there also as he knows how powerful that combination is.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart almost howls, gibbers incoherently, and hisses loudly, but still hangs on.

There! That was unfair.

But then, this is Moist; Moist doesn't play fair, he plays to win.

[morethanprops]

It was unfair but something he knows Urquhart enjoys so changes the order this time.