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[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.]

[Reaper was met with just as much of a demanding mouth for this kiss, claws pressed against his scalp as both hands had moved to take a hold of his head. Opened mouthed and some meeting of teeth before 76 was back to nipping at lips and teasing with ventures of his own tongue to flick and brush. Keeping the older man locked in that kiss for as long as he could.

The lifted thigh slide up and his leg bent to hook around Reaper, holding himself more open with that, letting out a shuddering breath.

No stopping at this point, couldn't or wouldn't, but he just moved as he needed, positioned where Reaper moved a leg, and made himself comfortable there. Dragging a set of claws down along the back of Reaper's neck, going to his shoulders.]

[This time he was far more aggressive in the kiss, letting the heat of their moment entice him into full engagement. He knew 76 could take as good as giving, but his tongue was demanding for entrance between the nips where he could caress the roof of 76's mouth and flick the younger man's tongue with his own.

There was that whole 'are you okay with this' question tugging at his mind, but he purposefully didn't ask. He knew he should, but if he broke their kiss, slowed the moment, he was anxious that they would lose it completely. He was taking their shared enthusiasm as consent, aware that 76 was mindful enough to punch him if a stoppage was actually necessary. Until they reached that point, he was plowing ahead.

His hands briefly left to rip the package so he could get lubrication on his hands, and he made good on stroking 76's erection in one while the other delved lower to stroke the younger man's entrance. Quick and dirty indeed.]

[It was given- even if there was some rumbling of a growl 76's lips parted as Reaper's tongue wasn't quite welcomed but half forced in to his mouth as lips sealed against the older man's own. Let his tongue push further in, as 76's moved against it, pressing it against the roof of his mouth at times before exploring with his own. Returning aggression with aggression.

A hand was rested, cupped, against the back of Reaper's head with hair still gripped by fingers. Holding him in place of that kiss as much as 76 was willing to do. To keep pushing ahead with this, aware that Reaper was as well and neither of them willing to pull back for too long. Like either or both were afraid of losing momentum as it continued to gain in- this. Knew either of them could stop it, that he could put a stop to it if he wanted.

Did he...? 76 didn't want to let the thoughts linger, having dove in knowing this could be one of the biggest mistakes.

Still, hips rocked as he ground up in against that lube slicked hand around his dick and didn't shy away from the just as slick one that was stroking much lower. Some silent acceptance as he relaxed well as he could. An acknowledgement given, and no stopping him.]

[The kiss was as good as they got with each other, hedging close to violence but never quite there. His tongue explored but also battled 76's tongue and letting the taste of the younger man dazzle his senses. There was no thought to their old role-play anymore, and he would play no knight or gentleman in this scenario. He wanted, and 76 wanted. They were both foolish enough to just grip with both hands and make this happen.

Mistakes might be made. He didn't care in this moment. It wouldn't be the worst mistake he had ever made after all.

His slick forefinger and middle finger circled around 76's entrance, accepting the signs of non-verbal willingness. He worked his forefinger inside the younger man, taking his time but also with a touch of urgency. They might be used to pain, but this was not one of the moments he wanted to encourage that. Once in, he thrust that finger in and out, twisting it this way and that to add a little danger to the whole affair. When loosened, he would add a second finger, working 76 open.

All the while, he groaned into 76's mouth and rutted against the younger man's thigh.

[It was easier not to voice that willingness in a way, let actions speak louder for the fact he wasn't fighting away from Reaper. If anything he was holding the other man close, some noise muffled in that kiss as a finger finally moved in; simply because it'd been a while, there'd be no way not to feel the intrusion- and all he did was keep relaxed as he could. Let himself be worked open and stretched by slick fingers, deepening the fact that it was permission for them both to go right ahead.

Every movement, thrust and twisting had a noise escape him, muffled against Reaper's mouth as fingers flexed in his hair. As 76 kept that kiss going, hips moving little by little and giving the man something to rut against as his thigh pressed firmly for him to do so.

A hand did drift, nails biting against the back of Reaper's shoulder as the fingers of 76's other hand remained in hair, body arching. Pressed close, pressing closer. Even shifting his thigh that Reaper was rutting against, whatever little bit of extra friction he could give.]

[The pressure on the back of his head and along his scalp where 76 was holding onto his hair was indication enough of their united willingness. The fact that one or both of them could change their minds at any given moment and this might turn into a physical fight just made the whole situation dangerous and even more exciting.

He even broke the kiss at one point to both catch his breath and more clearly hear the noises that 76 was making as he worked the younger man open. It had been awhile - probably for them both - but what rustiness would be covered with enthusiasm and past experience. He definitely didn't stop, breathing harder between nips to 76's lips.

His hips continued rolling his cock against that provided thigh, and he groaned softly as nails bit his skin. His eyes fluttered closed and he thrust with his fingers a little harder and with more roughness before he would attempt a third.]

[The moment the kiss was broken it certainly did free those sounds that 76 made, continued to make, and probably wanted to have remained muffled if he was the type to care about that. Gasping with an inhale, or how an exhale cut a little sharply depending on how Reaper worked those two fingers sunk in and stretching him. Hell, his head pressed back against the mattress for a moment-

Which of course meant that those fingers curled in hair pulled a little more, nails dug just a bit more sharply against skin. Relaxed as he tried to keep, there were going to be brief moments that slipped.

Hell, couldn't help the way his hips rocked at that harder thrust, pressing himself more on to Reaper's fingers without a single ounce of shame. There was just want there in the motion, even as 76 tried to take a slow and deep breath to get back some of that hold on himself to keep them both pushing forwards further in to this.]

[In the interim between kisses, Reaper pressed his cheek against 76's one, absorbing some of the heat that radiated off of the man. His breathing had picked up compared to what it normally was, and even his sluggish heart beat a little faster as he worked the younger man open. He closed his eyes to savour the moment, the feel of nails biting into his skin and the sharpness of pain was delicious when combined with the growing wanton pleasure he was experiencing. It was dizzying that they were doing this.

They rocked together, moving with and against each other, and it was hot as hell. The tips of his long hair still had a mind of his own like when he had tentacles from his back and they moved to caress across 76's chest and abs. All the while his three fingers worked the younger man open, and he need was beginning to war with the ten percent of his brain that was still working on processes other than getting sex.]

...you good?

[It might have been the first thing he said since this started. A little pain was fine, but forcing an issue of this caliber would work for no one. If 76 needed more time to be relaxed and loosened, he'd do it, otherwise, well....]

[The fact Reaper had spoken took a moment or two to register, and it was on the inhale of breath after that settled 6 registered what was said. Okay, okay-]

I'm good.

[Just two words that came with a slight huff of breath and a groan with them that was just under that breath. He was good, enough had been done that if Reaper was getting a bit out of patience he could move on. far as 76 could tell by the feel of three fingers working in him and the slickness with that- yeah.

He'd be fine. The bit of pain that'd come was something normal, wouldn't be pushing it too much along the line.]

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