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[His fingers gently stroked against 76's bare elbows, tentative as he normally never was. Those gumdrops had pushed them both to making decisions they couldn't consent to, just go along with. It might have been a stricter violation if the pair of them hadn't wanted to delve into it. Even still, it had been a fine line he hadn't expected to cross then.

He was far more careful now. Loneliness was a harsh mistress.

He heard the snarl, and he made a soft bemused sound from his nose in response. He was keenly aware of the grip latching onto him a moment before those lips slammed onto his. 76 was like trying to handle a feral dog sometimes, all teeth and harshness. It might have been amusing if he wasn't immediately turned on by the unexpected response.

His hands tightened on 76's elbows as he slammed back, limited by the full plate of armour he still wore (for now). He rumbled a noise of pleasure at the biting, replying by pressing his lips harder to 76's and trying to show the younger man back towards the table.]

[Gentleness was for something they weren't, felt as if it was toeing a different line than the one already being crossed; that had been carried along with brushes and words spoken in ways that implied things other than what was being said. More so, something gentle being withheld all for the thought of this being some trick.

Could take a harsh roughness easily, that grip remaining firm as the kiss turned just a little biting at the way Reaper pressed back. Let him feel sharp teeth against lips as mouths fit together in something that could easily soften but held firm.

Even as 76 felt himself moving backwards, holding on in some wordless threat he'd take Reaper down with him if he was made to trip. Still, steps were taken back, pulling Reaper with him.]

[It was such a thrill to have a person he could push, be pushed and not have to hold back with. He and 76 had always been able to let loose on each other thanks to the enhancements that the SEP had given them, and all previous partners required a certain amount of concentration so as to not accidentally hurt them with enthusiasm.

Not 76. His lips already felt bruised, and the threat of teeth was delicious. He nipped right back, nudging their noses against each other as he growled at the younger man.

The table wasn't far, just two maybe three steps. Once he was certain that 76's ass was against it, he actually pulled back out of their kiss and out of the hold on him. No threat of tripping yet, but he was already tired of this armour. He stepped back and then turned to smoke to leave the stone armour behind to collapse down on the floor.

He was left in a compression shirt and loose pants. His long white hair swished behind his back as he moved in to fill the space that he had left, hands questing out to capture 76's hips.]

[They had always been able to give and take without worry, made to withstand and take the same amount of abuse and more simply because of what they were to be thrown up against. Took some advantage of that, relaxing and letting loose in ways that simply couldn't be done with other people. They'd heal, wouldn't break- there was no constant need to be aware of pressure of strength being used.

There was something blissful about that, a thrill. Relief they they didn't have to keep such acute control.

Of course 76 had growled right back, and the moment his ass was pressed against the table with Reaper pulling back, a hand had set behind him to keep upright. Letting him go with only a sharp nip for a canine to drag against the other's lower lip.

Could almost laugh at just how damn quickly Reaper got rid of that armor now. and the moment he was back 76's fingers tangle into hair just to have it in his hold. Other hand seizing Reyes' shoulder and pulling him closer.]

[The gumdrop incident had taught him plenty as well as his experiences in general dealing with 76 meant he knew how explosive the pair of them could be when it came to decisive action. Neither one of them was afraid to throw down, and it seemed to him that the festival atmosphere had translated way better to their safe house than expected.

He could have forced 76 to take him out of the armour, but he wasn't willing to risk losing the moment in a long and intermittent foreplay. He knew that one or both of them could snap out of this or realize they had made a mistake and that would be that. Let them make the mistake and at least enjoy the moment before the fallout happened.

He stepped in, seizing 76's hips and jerking them against his head before he was back to pushing 76 against the table. It was definitely not strong enough to stand up against an SEP onslaught. He moaned as he crushed their lips together again, finally lifting one hand to cup the side of 76's face where he could use a thumb to caress that damn beard that always taunted him.]

[It hadn't hurt that those brushes had continued for a bit of their walk to the safehouse- or that Reaper had gone and grabbed his hand, causing them to walk the rest of it hand-in-hand. No one there to see, no outside influence pushing them to do this. This was all their own doing.

Mistake or not, they were following through.

The table creaked under him, the weight of just being pushed back against it as he met that kiss with a low noise of his own. A hand cupping the back of Reaper's head with fingers curled in to that longer hair, mouths fit together as he let teeth nip and even bite when he caught on to how much Reaper was enjoying how sharp of a bite he could make. A leg even hooked around the man's hip as if 76 needed to make room for him to fit in closer against him.

One foot kept firmly planted, bracing himself more on it and Reaper than the table his ass was pressed against.]

[He hadn't been certain if one of them had been playing each other. He had his answer now, and he assumed that 76 had the same suspicions as he had. After all, they had spent plenty of the last few years playing each other, never giving too much away of their intentions, deflecting when they talked about it.

He leaned in on 76, feeling the table give a little, but he paid it little mind. His palm stroked that beard before also moving to the back of 76's head in a replied gesture. His fingers stroked the shorter cropped hair, giving what little tug on it he could.

Then he shifted his weight to support the leg over his hip and using that as an easy way to tighten his grip on 76's hip to pull the younger man off the table and tuck in against him. Only then did his hand move to cup the younger man's ass in those very short shorts

All the while, he mouthed on 76's lips, a mutual give and take, back and forth. His eyes even closed to enjoy the simplicity of being able to embrace and kiss another person.

He was probably getting too old for this shit.]

[Both had their answers, as neither would push this damn far for a joke. Not with the mix of things under every touch and kiss now.

At least the table was being spared, no thought on having to replace it later as 76 allowed himself to be pulled in against Reaper, that one foot not so solidly on the ground. Sinking his weight again Reyes as he held on to the man, putting more behind the kiss at the tugging of hair, other leg lifting. Thighs dragged against Reaper's hips, squeezing there as knees hooked around.

A give and take even there, some sort of balance that held between the two of them.

Kisses that pressed teeth against Reaper's lips, swinging slowly between something rough and an odd touch of gentleness. Mouthing in turn, inviting the man in while taking in turn- testing what he was enjoying what what he wasn't.

Too old, yet still acting like younger men with nothing to lose in this.]

[Reaper was forced to part his legs to support the added weight and keep his balance even. He groaned with the pull to his hair; it felt like it had been a very long time since it had been played with. This was one of those times he didn't mind that it was so long; otherwise, it was just a pain in the ass. Now? The pull sent little electrical pinpricks across his scalp.

He stilled when 76's other leg raised, and he was forced to drop his hand from the younger man's face in order to support the added weight. One hand on 76's ass and the other gripping that muscular thigh to hold up that weight and keep them balanced.

There was no question of either of the strength.

He shuddered as he finally rolled his weight back on his heels so he could turn to slowly go in search of either the nearest wall or the mattress they had thrown under the hammock and left in case that failed with one or both of them in it. All the while, he was using his tongue to tease at 76's lips and avoided too much in the way of teeth.]

[76 wound some of that hair around fingers, giving him that much better of a grip as he tugged at it. No sense of trying to force control or pull any strands out; more to just be felt than anything else. Wanted that sort of hold, and the sound Reaper made was all the more reason to keep it.

Could get a hand back in to his beard eventually, some hummed noise in his throat with how he was being supported, taking only a little advantage to let his other hand slip under Reaper's shirt. Let nails drag over skin since comparatively the older man was over dressed now.

Thighs squeezed a bit tighter against Reaper's sides once he sensed movement of him turning and walking, and for once he kept still enough rather than searching to throw them both down. Be time enough for that, given the direction this seemed to be going; not giving it too much thought. Too much thought would have this stopping for the bad idea it had to be.

Rather he focused on Reaper's own mouth, tongue flicking out briefly to tease back in turn. Teeth only going for lips when that wasn't at play in tis act of rough kisses.]

[He resisted any tugs to enjoy the pull at his hair, and the tie snapped and came free to release the white locks. It seemed that 76 was enjoying his hair, which... well, facial grooming tended to be the extent of their focus most of the time. They hadn't played hard with one another's hair all that much.

He growled at the hand that slipped under his shirt, and his hands clenched on thigh and ass cheek in response, adding a little massage. A rumble followed as he came to a stop next to the mattress, since it was much closer than the wall. He used a foot to search for exactly where the mattress was in case it came to him dropping and throwing 76 down on it.

Their tongues flicked together, and he shivered in response. He nipped back, teeth hitting each other a little. Maybe a bit rusty. He pulled back, dipping his head enough that he could nuzzle 76's beard with his nose. He had wanted to do that since the gumdrop incident. Now there was blue in it.]

[Wasn't as if 76 had much hair to play with- until recently at least; cropped short as he kept it, since the entire noctaere incident it'd been thicker, like before so much stress had him going gray early. Reapers hair? Oh, he was taking advantage of the hair-tie snapping, taking a firmer grip in those locks of hair.

Claw-like nails grazed Reaper's scalp as fingertips idly rubbed along the roots before pulling again. Letting them graze over skin, hitching the older man's top up, fingers moving over scars without any hesitation to touch him. To touch them. Maybe in turn of the clenching of hands he did let them dig a little in to skin, leave a few marks in trails.

Rusty, overly enthusiastic, some mix of things that didn't necessarily make them bad kisses. His head tipped, letting out a breath as fingers curled tighter in to Reaper's hair, letting the man nuzzle against his beard. Let him have that.]

[His head pulled back momentarily at the renewed grip now that his hair was loose, just as he took advantage of 76's strength so he could stroked his hands over ass and thighs, feeling the rigidity of that strength. He dug his blackened clawed fingers in too, aware the younger man could take it and probably enjoy it.

He made a soft almost normal noise of pleasure at the hiking of his shirt, shifting his elbows and hands to make clear he would let 76 remove it from him at any time. Until then, he felt his belly draw back at those little touches, not particularly used to someone touching him in an exploratory manner. The expansive scars sometimes limited what he could feel and other times, it was hot and sharp and earned and press of flesh towards that touch.

His nose and then chin with goatee nuzzled 76's beard, not generally allowing himself to get too up close and personal with it. Once satisfied, he dropped his nose so he could bury in into the warmth of 76's neck, nipping and licking the hot skin there. He sucked a lude hickey without a care of how anyone might think of it. Such a mark would be long gone before any new public appearances.]

[Pain mixed well with pleasure as far as 76 was concerned, really feel it and the differences between that could damn well heighten the pleasure easily. Reason he absently switched, the pulling of hair and rubbing of fingertips against scalp, not trying to make any one part of Reaper's scalp too sore.

Thighs squeezed and brushed sides as they could, shifting a bit so he could work Reaper's top up higher, expose more scarred flesh for that other hand of his to roam. Drag both fingertips and claws along it, leave raised lines on flesh otherwise unmarred. Hell, let Reaper feel the few scars on 76's thighs against bared sides as far as he cared.

76 let his head tilt, exposing his throat to Reaper's mouth with a lower noise that rumbled in his chest. Encouraging in the way his and would briefly cup the back of the older man's head, or how his breathing hitched ever so slightly.]

[His shoulders rolled with the pull of hair that then switched to rubbing his scalp, and he hummed against 76's skin. The tingle along his scalp was made better by the heat that his body was absorbing from 76 being so close to him.

He nipped and kissed his way along 76's neck, tasting the younger man and feeling his interest rising the longer that they were so close to one another. It had gone too far for either one of them to call this nothing more than a joke, so he was settling into the idea that both of them wanted this. And he did. It pushed that sensation of loneliness well away, and his hands stroked up and down 76's thighs. His fingers teased under the hem of those shorts, working under even if they were going no where now.

His mouth became more insistent, sucking and kissing as he moaned and his breath picked up.] Want you... [It was whispered softly, practically breathing from him. He knew 76 could hear it.]

[He had never wanted out of a pair of shorts more- that want growing as seconds passed like this, making itself apparent with how he was pressed up against Reaper. The man between his legs and supporting him likely not missing it- could even be why fingers teased and worked as they did at the hem.

Past the point, and may as well go full on ahead as there'd be no stopping without it being too awkward now. Some truth hard to deny if they stopped now, but could be pressed down and held at some shallow grave later on. Choke it down with something more—

He didn't whine, he didn't whimper, but there was a sound that escaped 76 as he had Reaper's shirt rolled and bunched up under arms, a thumb playing across a nipple as hand squeezed pec. Wrapping around around his hair for a good tug without dislodging that mouth-] Take me. [Have him. Up for grabs, giving himself over as his words were no louder than Reaper's own.

They both wanted this.]

[It was extremely obvious that they both of them were invested in this sudden moment. He hadn't planned it going this far, just sneaking in for faint touch to seek interest. 76, of course, could be one of the most intense men that Reaper had ever met when put in the right situation, and so this had gone so much further than he had ever dreamed.

He mouthed harder on 76's neck before he was patting the younger man's legs where they were wrapped around his waist. There were two ways those shorts were going and one involved being able to keep them for a further wearing. He groaned as his nipple was touched, shivering as he removed his hands so 76 could hopefully put feet back on the floor.

That left him opportunity of having hands free enough to pull his mouth back and grasp his own compression shirt to pull it over his head and drop it to the side. His hair cascaded over his shoulders to caress 76's chest.]

[Legs swung down so feet could plant on the flor, letting out a breath but not pausing -not breaking- so he could peel those shorts off. Why bother keeping them intact? Who knows, but they were tossed aside one he got a foot out of them, kicking them off on to a chair. Air felt cool against his skin, already running hot for the feelsy make-out session that had gotten them both to take this plunge.

Caught a hold of Reaper's shoulder, pulling him n close as fingers curled back in to that hair with a sharper tug. If he managed to pull Reaper's head back or not 76's mouth was going for his throat; letting those sharp teeth of his press and drag over skin before lips sealed, returning the favor as he pressed in.

Leave a trail of marks part way around Reaper's neck, a few on a shoulder, a collar bone- showing just how mouthy he could be. Making good use of dragging sharp canines enough to be felt.]

[Not that he expected them climb back into costumes, but he was interested in seeing 76 back into those shorts in future. Right now, he was not upset to see them go in the opposite direction of his shirt. His pants were shoved off of his hips and pooled around his feet, forcing him to kick them off with a little extra effort. He might be colder than 76, but he had already absorbed some of the radiant heat from the younger man.

He stepped in at the pull to his shoulder, and his head did fall back slightly with a slim show of trust. That gesture was extended when 76's mouth made contact with his neck, and his head fell back more to welcome the contact. A low rumbling of pleasure was emitted from his throat in response.

His arms encircled 76's waist, pulling the younger man in flush to his body. A shiver ran through him at the sensation of their nudity, and his blackened nails dragged up the full length of 76's back to leave behind trails of red marks. The gesture was repeated in reverse before his hands settled groping and massaging 76's asscheeks.]

[Didn't at all hurt that 76 naturally just ran hotter, the cool air a hell of a contrast compared to even just having those shorts on; how closely pressed he and Reaper had become. Holding close, kissing, had got his blood running hot, too. Reason he didn't at all mind the sight of the older man just as bare as he was- didn't think twice from pulling him close.

Made sure he was leaving marks behind with his teeth, sucking a few bruises in to skin to return that favor as well. Went through the effort of dragging teeth, canines especially leaving behind raised marks; a trail from one bruise to another, easily followed. Same went for those marks left behind on shoulders, collar bone- whatever 76 could get his mouth on.

The proof of 76's interest was hard to ignore as it pressed against Reaper, as 76 himself pressed closer at that pull around his waist. Even a he arched against dragging nails he pressed closer against Reaper rather than away, fingers tangled in hair all to pull at it, keep that grasp on the older man.]

[If they had more inclination and less push to make this a quick and dirty affair, he might have taken his time to touch and explore all of 76's many scars. This had to be the first time in decades that all of their scars were on display to one another. It wasn't as if they had been completely naked on the rooftop thanks to the gumdrops manipulating them. This was an opportunity he would let go by on the off chance once this was said and done, they would both leave in a huff.

He shuddered at each sharp experience of teeth, a tingle of pain and pleasure mixed together as 76 made the rounds. Mouthy bastard. He urged them back a step as 76 worked, dragging his nails up the younger man's ribs and then using the proximity of the mattress to try to trip 76 up to fall backwards on the bed. He'd already made the decision that they wouldn't do this standing.

He would, of course, fall with 76 if that happened. There was no way that he was giving either of them much room to breathe and think, aware that such a moment could be fleeting if they actually considered what they were doing. Better to just be reckless.]

[Taking and taking, not thinking on much more than doing in some fear a break away that lasted to long would end this entire moment. All rush and no real lingering, taking the brief and rough touches for what they were and not looking back- rushing, but not quite all wrapped in to creating this.

Didn't stop the shudder as nails dragged, body not knowing which way it wanted to leave to gain more of every touch. Chase whatever sensation he could as if it would be his last— Which of course meant that 76 didn't let go when he was tripped up, keeping hold of Reaper to bring the man right down on to that mattress with him, even hooking a foot behind the other's ankle as if that would help with it.

What that did do was allow for Jack to move a leg and thigh with it between Reaper's, tangling legs together a bit.]

[Reaper wasn't willing to be the asshole to remain standing over 76 when any kind of long separation could mean one or both of them thinking. The more their hurried, the hotter all of this became. It had been a long time since he felt a rush like this, the passion and want so burning hot that he wasn't willing to think his way through it, the consequences or even the dangers to them both.

So down they both went on the mattress with its sheets and blankets, all neat and tidy. That would change as he lay over 76, grinding their hips together before he parted his legs to allow the thigh for him to grind on. He moved his head so he could return to mouthing on 76's neck and shoulders. It was his turn to suck and bite, raising marks as his hands swept over the younger man's arms then sides, even as much as of 76's legs as he could actually reach.

His loose hair also hung over his ribs, adding a fleeting caress by the tips. He breathed harder, rumbling.]

[76 let his head fall back against pillows, exposing his throat to Reaper in that show of trust- a show of wanting, a hand gone back in to that long hair, claws grazing over Reaper's scalp as fingers curl, catching locks of hair to tug. Encourage every bit of mouthing, every mark he was leaving behind for however long they'd last.

The need to feel all of this even after they were done.

That thigh was propped, hips rolling a little to still grind hips back against Reaper's, some low groan building in his throat. Sharp claw-like nails still having a faint rainbow sheen to them, dragging along Reaper's sides, down his back and up again as one hand felt wherever it could reach. Trying to give as good as he was taking, thighs spreading as he used a heel to help brace the movements of his own hips.]

[More trust than he deserved all things considered. He didn't take advantage to make a point about it either, just kept them moving against each other. His head shifted with the pull to his scalp but that didn't deter his mouth at all as he licked a line up the middle of 76's throat before rising so he could slam his mouth back onto the younger's man's for a hot and demanding kiss.

He shivered at the claws, and his right hand finally left off where it was doing much the same to feel over the side of the mattress. He pushed on floorboards until he found the loose one and lifted it for his 'stash' of medical supplies.

He groped inside until he found a packet of lubrication and pulled it back. They were going there and as quickly as possible by the feel of it. His erection dug hot and insistent against 76's hip, and he dragged himself up and down on that thigh as well while reaching over to pull the other thigh up and out of the way.]

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