"Not lazy," he protests teasingly, punctuating the words with kisses to Jedao's shoulders and neck. "Injured. Recovering." He doesn't point out that a judicious application of bacta would probably take care of the problem in less than a day, that... seems to at least partly defeat the purpose.
"Nnngh, kriff you feel good," he adds as he rocks up against Jedao. Just the crack of his ass for now, feeling they way it drags at his foreskin, the sweet shock of friction on the head of his cock. The next stroke he shifts his angle, though, and presses into the space between Jedao's thighs, groaning deep in his chest at how hot and tight it is.
"Grab the lube?" he asks a little breathlessly, lips pressed hot against Jedao's skin. He doesn't need it just yet, he's a little slick with precome already, and his foreskin is a decent buffer against chafing, but it'll be better with some slick to ease the way.
"It's...somewhere.," Jedao mutters, throwing an arm out to grope awkwardly in the bunched up sheets, shivering with a hot thrill of desire as Fives fucks his thighs. Every shift and nudge reminds him of being phenomenally fucked; and the slide of Fives' cock through his legs makes him feel used in a new, equally delicious way..
Fives huffs a laugh that turns into a groan as he fucks up between Jedao's thighs. Feels his foreskin sliding back with the friction and the sensitive head of his cock dragging along the fine, soft hairs on Jedao's inner thighs. It's almost as good as being in him, and he lays one big palm over Jedao's belly, fingers scratching through the ragged trail of hair extending from his navel to his groin.
"Too busy getting fucked to keep track of small details?" he teases, and nips at the side of Jedao's neck as he thrusts up a little more forcefully.
"Fucked stupid," he murmurs between low, rough groans. He makes a soft meep when Fives' nips his neck, and covers Fives' hand with his own, not restraining him at all, just wanting to touch it.
"You, stupid?" he teases, reaching out with his free hand to do his own groping in the sheets for the lube, because otherwise this is going to end up getting uncomfortable. "Don't believe it," he breathes against Jedao's neck, then sucks a mark over the spot he'd nipped just a moment ago.
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"Lazy Fives, now that's an image. I can't wait to pamper you after," he muses, crossing his ankles to keep his thighs a little more snug.
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"Nnngh, kriff you feel good," he adds as he rocks up against Jedao. Just the crack of his ass for now, feeling they way it drags at his foreskin, the sweet shock of friction on the head of his cock. The next stroke he shifts his angle, though, and presses into the space between Jedao's thighs, groaning deep in his chest at how hot and tight it is.
"Grab the lube?" he asks a little breathlessly, lips pressed hot against Jedao's skin. He doesn't need it just yet, he's a little slick with precome already, and his foreskin is a decent buffer against chafing, but it'll be better with some slick to ease the way.
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"Too busy getting fucked to keep track of small details?" he teases, and nips at the side of Jedao's neck as he thrusts up a little more forcefully.
Re: After the Hats Flood
Re: After the Hats Flood