OOM: With Moist, shortly before Hogswatch 2011

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart's rooms smells of spices and smoke when he opens the door. There is a fire in the brazier, and a tray of small spicy pastries by the divan, exuding a scent of cardamom and cinnamon and aniseed and cloves.

It's already dark outside, and Franz the dog contentedly goes to lie in his corner and dream of hunting demon bunnies, his feet moving as he sleeps, sometimes.

Urquhart puts down the jug of mulled cider and the mugs he brought, nudges the door shut, and turns to look into Moist's eyes with all sorts of lewd promises.

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[scots_wolf]

Urquhart runs his hand down Moist's side, caressing his hip.

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Moist shifts into Urquhart's touch and takes his shirt the rest of the way off.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart slides his hand under the shirt, and around to Moist's back, sliding a finger into his trousers.

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At the touch, Moist presses himself into Urquhart, enjoying the feel of skin to skin.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart pulls him on top of him, sliding his hand slowly into Moist's trousers more fully.

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Moist groans and arches into Urquhart's touch.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart pushes his trousers off, suddenly very eager again.

[morethanprops]

Moist laughs and groans at once as he reaches his legs around Urquhart to get him close.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart pushes and thrusts against him, heat rising between them.

[morethanprops]

This is something Moist has missed so much and he revels in the feeling of Urquhart close to him. And he finds it hard to be patient as he wants Urquhart now.

[scots_wolf]

"I think I know what you want, huh?" Urquhart murmurs, affectionately amused.

And then he does just that, because by now, he really knows.

There is something special and satisfying in coming back to a body you know by heart.

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Moist groans and moves with Urquhart, it's wonderful to have a lover who knows him.

[scots_wolf]

Urquahrt times the speed by instinct, reacting to every soft moan from Moist.

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Sooner than he would have liked, Moist cries out, clutching at Urquhart and murmuring in Uberwaldian.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart follows suit very soon, moaning against Moist's throat, then chuckles, and gently nips the moist skin under his lips with playful teeth.

[morethanprops]

"Mm, come here," He pulls Urquhart up for a proper kiss, this is comfortable.

[scots_wolf]

"Hmm, yes," Urquhart manages, kissing him back, sated and affectionate.

[morethanprops]

Moist soon falls asleep but he knows when he wakes up, there will be good food and more Urquhart for Hogswatch.

[scots_wolf]

[[OOC: Wrap here? Thanks for the lovely thread and the cute wrap -- 'good food and more Urquhart' indeed!]]