[Beck gives a faux careless shrug and lets go, tilting his head back under the spray of way to wash his hair and lathers up some soap to start washing his body. Pretending to ignore the Auto Fuck Bitch Master.]
[Chris starts to line himself up, trusting the lube and the cum will make for a a safe, painless passage. And he's pushing slowly in moving his hand to brace at Beck's hip, while his free hand is sliding to Beck's chest.]
[He lets out that groan, leaning over more as he pushes back to take Chris in. It felt too good, his body craving that pleasure they'd earlier shared.]
[He's in so deep and feels so thick but Beck likes the feeling. The feeling of being so connected. He breaks the act they had going earlier and uses real names.]
Chris...
[He moans, twisting around a bit to see if there was any way he can reach his boyfriend for a kiss.]
[It's not Quentin yet, for some reason. Maybe it feels like forcing vulnerability and he doesn't want to do that, maybe he just isn't used to using it.
He catches the corner of Beck's mouth in a kiss, or the closest he can get to it while being inside him like this.]
[He doesn't mind the surname. It's what most call him anyway. Even if he would like to hear his first name some day, he isn't concerned about it right now. The kiss is awkward but welcome and he has to chuckle as he relaxes again and gets back into a more comfortable position. Well, as comfortable as it was standing in the shower like this.]
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[His breath hitches a bit, and he flashes a defiant grin.]
That's just called jacking someone off, dude.
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[Beck gives a faux careless shrug and lets go, tilting his head back under the spray of way to wash his hair and lathers up some soap to start washing his body. Pretending to ignore the Auto Fuck Bitch Master.]
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[He was just started to get going, and Dick Blaster is already sulking out on him?]
C'mon dude. You know I didn't mean it like that.
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Get my back?
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Better?
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[He looks over his shoulder and raises his eyebrows - but a smirk plays on his lips.]
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[His hand smooths over Beck's ass cheek, before giving it an appreciative squeeze.]
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[Definitely some flirting in his tone now. He gives his ass a little provocative shake.]
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[He smirks more.]
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Oh, now you remember my name.
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[He's well aware of that innuendo, even if he's not speaking from personal experience yet...]
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Fucked if I know, Dick Blaster.
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You wanting to blast the Dick Blaster... again? Can't resist me, can you?
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[He slides his hands over Beck's ass, spreading it slightly.]
Think you're up for it, Dick Blaster?
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[He's taking a slow breath but his heart is beating fast again.]
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[He mouths a couple of kisses up Beck's spine and shoulders, still rubbing his dick against his ass. It's having a pretty strong awakening.]
Better brace yourself, villain.
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Do your worst.
[He leans back into the kisses, finding himself ready and eager for more.]
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Aw, fuck.
[It's incredible.]
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Chris...
[He moans, twisting around a bit to see if there was any way he can reach his boyfriend for a kiss.]
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[It's not Quentin yet, for some reason. Maybe it feels like forcing vulnerability and he doesn't want to do that, maybe he just isn't used to using it.
He catches the corner of Beck's mouth in a kiss, or the closest he can get to it while being inside him like this.]
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Yes... Fuck. Fuck me again.
[He urges Chris to keep going.]
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[He rolls his hips, getting his dick nearly out before lodging it in Beck's ass again.]
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