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What's with the sudden generosity? Is this because I keep having to save you and put your back together?

[He hadn't been back here for the last couple of days, which was fairly typical. They didn't always meet up, but it had been now and again. They let each other know, which he had stopped thinking was odd given they were supposed to dislike each other immensely. Here they were in this crazy rodeo again.

He had unclasped part of the harness that kept it on 76, but then he swatted away those questing hands. He was already back here, and he didn't need assistance to undress another person. He'd done it quite a bit, thank you very much.

It did occur to him in that moment that he was actually helping 76 undress, and there weren't any wounds that needed tending to insist on it. His fingers stalled on the snaps and he stared at the back of 76's neck between the array of feathers.

Slowly, he unsnapped the buttons and allowed his fingers to grasp the straps that went over 76's shoulders and under those arms. The very tips of his fingers brushed warm skin as he 'assisted, even feeling the caress of feathers on his cheek as the piece was removed.]

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Saying you don't want a red and black owl-thing?

[It was spoken dryly, because like hell he waned to get in to the whats and whys over why he'd done it. The current one was a lot easier to explain than the one he'd dropped off a day ago- even if it was for the exact same reason; saw it, and it had Reaper come to mind, and so he'd gotten it.

Leave it at that.

76 did huff, but he let his hands move away and instead kept hands lifted, given it still needed to be removed. Very much aware of how fingers brushed against skin. Even before the motion to pull it all up was taken. Tried to pass it off as just- well, he was barely wearing anything and was getting help taking the harness off.

All it was.]

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So you got me an owl to go with my magical prairie cow?

[He sounded a touch bemused, and he was curious of what the heck this new plushie was going to look like. Perhaps they could get to that once they had managed to remove themselves from these costumes.

Once his fingers had moved the straps over 76's shoulders and the younger man could remove it the rest of the way without him. Once the feathers had began to drop, he forced himself to step away despite wanting to lean in.]

You good now?

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Other way around, technically, but yeah.

[He'd liked how it looked and figured that Reaper might find it sort of funny, like he was this new one he'd watch 76 win.

He caught hold of the shoulder harness and feathers, rubbing the side of his neck and bare shoulders. Free of both felt a whole lot better-]

Yeah, got some spare pants in here so I'll get rid of the shorts, too, unless you need some help with the rest of yours.

[Reaper could probably get out of the armor easily. As it was he was moving towards where he did stash his extra clothing, bent over to fish around in the bag tucked away and out of sight. Better to not have his things easily spotted if anyone else ever did find this place and decide to take a peak.]

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[He took a few steps away, and he could likely just smoke his way out of the armour that he was stuck in. He doubted it would make much difference, though he did wonder if it was part of him. He concentrated to try to turn the armour to smoke, but that didn't seem to work. He was aware of it, but not in the same way he was aware of the clothing he formed.

Then he found himself distracted from the act of getting out of his own armour when he saw 76 bending over. That had to be on purpose, right? Was this asshole just teasing him and playing the game even more overtly?]

Maybe a little help when you're finished. It doesn't behave like the clothing I'm used to dealing with these days....

[He managed to rip his gaze away, fuming a little that 76 was putting on such a performance. Drop the act, asshole.]

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[Fished out a pair of soft material pants that he knew he could sleep in, and for the moment set them on the table in passing as the feathers and harness were draped over the back of a chair. Walking around barefoot because he knew that he'd gotten all of the splinters out of the floorboards and just put carpet over the worse spots.

Gave Reaper a bit of a look over before he was moving, running a hand over armor to look for the places things separated.]

Probably something to do with whatever kept it from being taken off at all. Think I've found where the chest piece separates from the back.

Hold your arms out to your sides for me.

[So he could unfasten the straps that would be arm to do, they were a little bit under one of the armor's petals, meant it would be difficult to get off alone.

This'd make it easier.]

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[He let 76 come to him, watching the younger man with his red eyes and the corner of his mouth twitched. He remained quiet though he lifted his arms away from his sides so that 76 could have free reign of the straps that held his armour together around his body.

He might not be able to remove the armour by dissolving it, but he was aware of every touch to it. His eyes dropped slightly, watching 76 leaning in closer to him. He felt that questing touch and for a brief moment, he thought of not wearing armour at all. No needles piercing skin, no gauze wiping blood, no slide of bandage material curling around flesh.... just touch.]

You should eat your dumplings after this....

[Yet, he was staring, studying the younger man more closely than he had done in a long time.]

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[Fingers ran along it slowly, searching for any straps he was missing- and found a petal like one that curled inside, hand moved under armor as that was snapped free. Back of his hand brushing against Reaper underneath-]

Once I'm sure this is off, sure.

[-and moved to the other side of Reaper to do the same thing, feeling along when the strap wasn't in the same place as the other, fingers moving underneath as needed as one strap was wrapping around rather than being something less round about.

Even moved a hand down to unstrap where things connected near hips just to help this all slide off that much easier.]

Looks like this has more belts to it than your usual get-up.

[Hadn't missed he was being watched at all, but he said he was doing to help so damn it all, he was.]

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[He continued to watch 76 closely, remaining still despite that he could feel those fingers gliding over the armour. He exhaled from his nose as the first snap was pulled on the armour, shivering as the strap came free.

He hummed as those fingers moved in search. He flexed his fingers where they were lifted away from his sides.]

My usual get up I can just dissolve, you know.

[His gaze continued before he was leaning in slowly and in full visibility. His hands dropped down enough that he could lightly hold 76's elbows as he leaned in until his lips brushed against 76's.]

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Doesn't take away the amount of belts on it, Reyes.

[Going poof didn't make the belts nonexistent, just meant that Reaper didn't have to deal with them whenever he removed any of it. This armor was a different story and 76 was the one dealing with the amount of belts so that the other could slip out of it finally.

Was keeping his attention on task- until he noticed Reaper moving, pausing briefly—

Ah. Well. The slightest tilting up his head had 76's lips brushing against Reaper's in turn, half of the movement out of the shock of initial contact and the rest was something he wasn't about to think about. Not that second.]

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Belts add dramatics.

[They weren't just used to hold up ones pants or to hold all their materials for combat, though they were definitely helped with that. They were fashionable and could play into intimidation as well, if done correctly.

The armour might not absorb into him, but he was more than capable of escaping it. Watching 76 help work him out of it, feeling the heat that radiated maybe put him in the mood to ruin the whole situation as their lips brushed against each other. He expected 76 to take a swing at him, no matter the tentative touch that had happened on the festival grounds.

He craned his neck to kiss just a little harder then moved to withdraw. He was already thinking of the multitude of excuses that would work if he was quested like when he had peeked down 76's shorts.]

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[Belts add dramatics his ass—

But there was no reply to that, not really. Not with those hands on him and the increasing pressure against his lips. Drawn in almost despite the dizzying mix of feelings pooled together that it was impossible to pry anything apart to analyze- not that he wanted to, either.

Whatever brought this about- this had to be a terrible decision, but the moment Reaper started to withdraw 76 chased right after him with a low snarl. There was no fist coming this time either, even as a hand moved away from where he'd been working at belts to get a solid hold on the man.

This meeting of lips was more like a crash, enough that a sharp canine pressed against Reaper's lower lip enough to be felt. No taste of blood just yet, but there was the warning of it.]

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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.]

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[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.]

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[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.]

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[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.]

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[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.]

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[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.]

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[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.]

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[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.]

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[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.]

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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.]

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[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.]

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[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.]

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[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.]