[ Carmy lets his eyes fall closed, and eventually he breaks the kiss just because he's smiling, stupid. Lifts a hand to run it over his own face like he can hide behind it, a little flushed. Gay shit. He likes it too much to even ruin it by making fun of it. ]
Aren't you - mm.
[ He's all vocal fry, clears his throat and tries again. ]
Weren't you gonna eat my ass, cousin.
[ Eyes opening again, peeking. Richie's mouth is already so fucking red, and Carmy stares at it like he's thinking about maybe kissing him again instead. Help. ]
[ Completely without heat and undermined by the downright stupid affection written all over his pink-rubbed face. Richie does what Carmy can't and leans in to kiss him again, and again, and again -- and then pulls back, somewhat reluctantly. ]
Okay. Okay. [ Getting it together. He shuffles back a bit on the bed, climbs backwards over Carmy's leg and gives him a fond smack on the ass in question for good measure, in a thoroughly excellent mood. That's what kissing Carmy does. ]
[ Carmy grunts, kicks him a little with his heel, though not hard. Though that's undermined by how hot he gets for it, a pleased flush. Hard to say whether it's the smack or the lightly bullying instruction, maybe both. ]
Fuck you.
[ He's doing it, though, dick catching on the waistband and then slapping back up, peach fuzz thighs flexing as he lifts his ass up, then drops back down to pull his briefs the rest of the way off and toss them. He's getting more comfortable just being naked around Richie. ]
Fuck, this is a stupid idea, actually, hate when I can't touch you.
[ Running a hand over Richie's head and then wiggling further down the bed to get at him properly, start undressing him. Maybe angling for more kisses. ]
[ It was cute when he was mostly naked and it's even cuter when he's fully naked, all flushed and turned on and excitable like a puppy. Richie accepts him into his lap with a air of grudging affection that he can't make very convincing when he's grinning at him so much. ]
Yeah, well it's your stupid idea, so you're going to have to deal with the consequences, cousin.
[ Richie accepts him into his lap, but he's not going down so easily this time. He reaches out to catch Carmy's wrists, pulling his arms down so he stays dressed and can kiss his neck, then suck a bruise onto him, not caring how much he squirms while he does it. ]
[ Trying to wriggle himself free himself from this grapple, failing. Giggling, of all the fucking things, even as he tightens his thighs on Richie's. Rides into his lap. Licks his ear just because he can reach it. ]
Lemme get your fucking - god, you taste like chlorine - get naked, jagoff.
[ Like he hasn't been tormenting him all day to get exactly this kind of reaction. ]
[ Relentless, Richie keeps hold of his wrists, wrestling them back behind Carmy and keeping them there. His grin has something of a calculating aspect now, hard in his sweatpants underneath Carmy's backside. ]
Nah. I'm thinking I'm going to stay dressed and you're going to be completely undressed. Like -- hey, what's your safe word?
[ Just remembering that's a thing they haven't really discussed yet. ]
[ Fucking safeword, is he for real right now. Carmy's lashes are low, his cheeks flaming pink, like he thinks Richie is teasing him - still likes it though. ]
[ Carmy's pretty strong, he could probably fight his way out of the hold if he wanted to, but Richie's betting on him not wanting to. He's not entirely gentle about it either, lets Carmy feel his own strength, maybe the idea of being pinned down like this.
But he's serious about it, getting more serious the more they carry on. ]
Pick a fucking safe word, asshole. Mine is gastrique.
[ It's true, Carmy could struggle harder, could really go for it — doesn't. Turned on every time he flexes against Richie and gets nowhere. ]
Why the fuck would I need a safeword, there isn't anything you would - I don't need a fucking safeword.
[ But even as he's annoyed and stubborn about it, Richie is sounding pretty firm on this, and he knows what Richie's like. Carmy's humiliation rises in his gorge, like when Richie caught him staring at his dick while he pissed, and he thinks, okay, motherfucker, I'll just never say it. Try and make me. Which is probably the opposite of the point of a safeword. ]
[ That earns a roll of Richie's eyes, like this is what I have to put up with. ]
God, you're such a little jerkoff. Maybe I shouldn't touch your ass at all, teach you a fucking lesson, huh?
[ He's getting harder by the minute, mostly because of the way Carmy's squirming around in his lap right on top of his dick, but also because the way Carmy's gone all pink and agonised is hitting some buttons inside him. He brings Carmy's wrists together behind his back, swaps it out so he's holding both of them with one hand. The freed hand slips up Carmy's front so he can rub one of his nipples between his thumb and forefinger. ]
C'mon, say it. Say you're a jerk and I'll eat your ass.
[ Carmy exhales hard, shuddery, at Richie's fingers on his nipple, which goes tight and sensitive for him immediately. He opens his eyes, and he can't fight back physically so he does it the other way, eyes bright blue and challenging. ]
You- think I'm so great. You wanna get your tongue in me so, so fucking bad, cousin. We just kissed for like, ninety years, you like me so much. You spent like a whole service — thinking about your big dick in my mouth.
[ It would have been meaner a month ago, when they were still dancing around it, but Richie's his boyfriend now so Carmy automatically wins every argument forever. It's not bullying to rub his nose in the truth. ]
Yeah. Yeah, I fucking did. The whole. Fucking. Service.
[ Richie tilts his head to follow Carmy, leaning in close, closer, stealing a sloppy kiss while he tweaks his nipple even harder. This isn't going to last much longer, his hand is getting kind of sweaty around Carmy's wrists, but he's been reading some books and having some ideas and it feels like a good time to try it out. And Carmy's not wrong -- he does want him. ]
You want me so fucking bad, cousin. Look at you, all hard and needy. I love you so fucking much. [ He spreads his hand over Carmy's tit, hefting it in his palm. ] If I let you go, you gonna spread yourself out for me?
[ That takes all the wind out of Carmy's stubborn sails immediately - lately the I love yous have felt more potent, somehow, more than just a fact of family, more about all this shit. Once the kiss break his neck twists as he looks off to the side, losing immediately to Richie's kindness. ]
Yeah.
[ Carmy only follows orders when he wants to, but despite all this bullshit pushback he does definitely want to. ]
You just - tell me how you want me, cousin.
[ Face up, face down, on his hands and knees or holding them up for Richie like a porno, whatever, he'll do it, when Richie lets go of him he'll just flop down on the bed and do it. ]
[ A wealth of options open up in Richie's mind, aided by the grimy early 2000's gay porn he's been watching since he arrived in the manor and a couple of very covert trips down to Otherworld which he thought of as reconnaissance and tried not to spend keeping a half-hopeful eye out for Carmy in the crowd.
He has some ideas he wants to try out, but first he wants to reward Carmy for agreeing by kissing him again. Or maybe he just wants to kiss him again and the reward is a good excuse -- either way, it's longer and slower this time, more meaningful. Grateful.
Richie pulls back and lets Carmy go, palming his jaw briefly instead. ]
Lie down on your back and hold your legs up. [ Laid out like a slut it is. ]
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Date: 2024-10-25 03:01 pm (UTC)Aren't you - mm.
[ He's all vocal fry, clears his throat and tries again. ]
Weren't you gonna eat my ass, cousin.
[ Eyes opening again, peeking. Richie's mouth is already so fucking red, and Carmy stares at it like he's thinking about maybe kissing him again instead. Help. ]
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Date: 2024-10-27 03:01 pm (UTC)[ Completely without heat and undermined by the downright stupid affection written all over his pink-rubbed face. Richie does what Carmy can't and leans in to kiss him again, and again, and again -- and then pulls back, somewhat reluctantly. ]
Okay. Okay. [ Getting it together. He shuffles back a bit on the bed, climbs backwards over Carmy's leg and gives him a fond smack on the ass in question for good measure, in a thoroughly excellent mood. That's what kissing Carmy does. ]
Take 'em off and spread it, Berzatto.
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Date: 2024-10-28 09:24 am (UTC)Fuck you.
[ He's doing it, though, dick catching on the waistband and then slapping back up, peach fuzz thighs flexing as he lifts his ass up, then drops back down to pull his briefs the rest of the way off and toss them. He's getting more comfortable just being naked around Richie. ]
Fuck, this is a stupid idea, actually, hate when I can't touch you.
[ Running a hand over Richie's head and then wiggling further down the bed to get at him properly, start undressing him. Maybe angling for more kisses. ]
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Date: 2024-10-28 11:08 am (UTC)Yeah, well it's your stupid idea, so you're going to have to deal with the consequences, cousin.
[ Richie accepts him into his lap, but he's not going down so easily this time. He reaches out to catch Carmy's wrists, pulling his arms down so he stays dressed and can kiss his neck, then suck a bruise onto him, not caring how much he squirms while he does it. ]
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Date: 2024-10-28 12:11 pm (UTC)[ Trying to wriggle himself free himself from this grapple, failing. Giggling, of all the fucking things, even as he tightens his thighs on Richie's. Rides into his lap. Licks his ear just because he can reach it. ]
Lemme get your fucking - god, you taste like chlorine - get naked, jagoff.
[ Like he hasn't been tormenting him all day to get exactly this kind of reaction. ]
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Date: 2024-10-28 12:24 pm (UTC)Nah. I'm thinking I'm going to stay dressed and you're going to be completely undressed. Like -- hey, what's your safe word?
[ Just remembering that's a thing they haven't really discussed yet. ]
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Date: 2024-10-28 12:27 pm (UTC)[ Fucking safeword, is he for real right now. Carmy's lashes are low, his cheeks flaming pink, like he thinks Richie is teasing him - still likes it though. ]
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Date: 2024-10-28 12:31 pm (UTC)[ Carmy's pretty strong, he could probably fight his way out of the hold if he wanted to, but Richie's betting on him not wanting to. He's not entirely gentle about it either, lets Carmy feel his own strength, maybe the idea of being pinned down like this.
But he's serious about it, getting more serious the more they carry on. ]
Pick a fucking safe word, asshole. Mine is gastrique.
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Date: 2024-10-28 12:37 pm (UTC)Why the fuck would I need a safeword, there isn't anything you would - I don't need a fucking safeword.
[ But even as he's annoyed and stubborn about it, Richie is sounding pretty firm on this, and he knows what Richie's like. Carmy's humiliation rises in his gorge, like when Richie caught him staring at his dick while he pissed, and he thinks, okay, motherfucker, I'll just never say it. Try and make me. Which is probably the opposite of the point of a safeword. ]
My safeword is safeword, okay? Happy?
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Date: 2024-10-28 12:54 pm (UTC)God, you're such a little jerkoff. Maybe I shouldn't touch your ass at all, teach you a fucking lesson, huh?
[ He's getting harder by the minute, mostly because of the way Carmy's squirming around in his lap right on top of his dick, but also because the way Carmy's gone all pink and agonised is hitting some buttons inside him. He brings Carmy's wrists together behind his back, swaps it out so he's holding both of them with one hand. The freed hand slips up Carmy's front so he can rub one of his nipples between his thumb and forefinger. ]
C'mon, say it. Say you're a jerk and I'll eat your ass.
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Date: 2024-10-28 01:07 pm (UTC)[ Carmy exhales hard, shuddery, at Richie's fingers on his nipple, which goes tight and sensitive for him immediately. He opens his eyes, and he can't fight back physically so he does it the other way, eyes bright blue and challenging. ]
You- think I'm so great. You wanna get your tongue in me so, so fucking bad, cousin. We just kissed for like, ninety years, you like me so much. You spent like a whole service — thinking about your big dick in my mouth.
[ It would have been meaner a month ago, when they were still dancing around it, but Richie's his boyfriend now so Carmy automatically wins every argument forever. It's not bullying to rub his nose in the truth. ]
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Date: 2024-10-28 01:34 pm (UTC)[ Richie tilts his head to follow Carmy, leaning in close, closer, stealing a sloppy kiss while he tweaks his nipple even harder. This isn't going to last much longer, his hand is getting kind of sweaty around Carmy's wrists, but he's been reading some books and having some ideas and it feels like a good time to try it out. And Carmy's not wrong -- he does want him. ]
You want me so fucking bad, cousin. Look at you, all hard and needy. I love you so fucking much. [ He spreads his hand over Carmy's tit, hefting it in his palm. ] If I let you go, you gonna spread yourself out for me?
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Date: 2024-10-28 01:42 pm (UTC)Yeah.
[ Carmy only follows orders when he wants to, but despite all this bullshit pushback he does definitely want to. ]
You just - tell me how you want me, cousin.
[ Face up, face down, on his hands and knees or holding them up for Richie like a porno, whatever, he'll do it, when Richie lets go of him he'll just flop down on the bed and do it. ]
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Date: 2024-10-28 03:38 pm (UTC)He has some ideas he wants to try out, but first he wants to reward Carmy for agreeing by kissing him again. Or maybe he just wants to kiss him again and the reward is a good excuse -- either way, it's longer and slower this time, more meaningful. Grateful.
Richie pulls back and lets Carmy go, palming his jaw briefly instead. ]
Lie down on your back and hold your legs up. [ Laid out like a slut it is. ]