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Re: Late late 218 (way past Friday's bed time)

[gottalearntoplayitright]

[Laughs in delight, reaching up to frame his face]

Re: Late late 218 (way past Friday's bed time)

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[ His teeth dig in a little, giving Jewel’s lower lip a sharp tug before releasing it and pressing more kisses down his jaw. He pauses to murmur against his skin- ]

I believe it is your turn now.

Re: Late late 218 (way past Friday's bed time)

[gottalearntoplayitright]

...Shadi.

Re: Late late 218 (way past Friday's bed time)

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[ He smiles against the base of Jewel's neck before nosing his way to Jewel's ear and whispering–. ]

Shadi. I like it. It suits you.

Re: Late late 218 (way past Friday's bed time)

[gottalearntoplayitright]

[Breathes in sharply, fingers finding their way into Friday's hair, tangling there and keeping him close.]

You think so?

Re: Late late 218 (way past Friday's bed time)

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[ He gently bites a patch of skin beneath his earlobe, sucking on it with little intensity so he doesn't leave a mark before nipping the bottom edge of his earlobe. ]

I do. What does it mean?

Re: Late late 218 (way past Friday's bed time)

[gottalearntoplayitright]

Well, when my parents picked it, it meant happiness. It's usually a name given to girls, but....they thought it was pretty.

[Lays back against the bed, pulling Friday down with him before smoothing his hands down the other man's chest]

By pure coincidence, in another language, it means singer.

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[ He removes his other glove and shifts to straddle Jewel's waist as he nudges his shirt aside to nibble along his collar bone. ]

Then coincidentally apt for you. [ The singer part at least. He doesn't think any of them are bursting with happiness. ] It does make me wonder if our names speak anything of our destinies.

Re: Late late 218 (way past Friday's bed time)

[gottalearntoplayitright]

Oh....?

[Breathes out quietly, starting to work Friday's shirt open from the bottom button up]

What does your name mean then?

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It has religious connotations...someone holy or belonging to a god. Considering how my parents wanted to market me and my sister as holy, pure, and blessed, it was fitting to them.

[ He sits up so he can help shrug off his shirt and push Jewel's hand to where his own heart is hammering wildly. ]

I do not want to be treated as something sacred forever.

Re: Late late 218 (way past Friday's bed time)

[gottalearntoplayitright]

[Leaves his hand there for a while, quietly marveling at the feeling of Friday's heartbeat against his hand before finally responding]

I can help with that... If it's what you really want.

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I do.

[ He closes both hands around Jewel's and brings it to his mouth so he can tentatively lick two of his fingers, trying to master his own fears. ]

How far would you like to go?

[gottalearntoplayitright]

[Slides those fingers into Friday's mouth, pressing down lightly on his tongue]

Shouldn't I be asking you that? Afterall, I'm far from a virgin.

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[ He moves them in deeper, sucking them down to the knuckle and wetting them with his tongue before pulling back. ]

I can– I can try using my mouth if that is all right with you? I would need more practice for anything more involved.

[gottalearntoplayitright]

[Blinks once. Blinks twice.]

Practice?

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[ Blinks in return. ]

If I do not want to make a mistake...though it has largely involved reading and studying up until now.

[gottalearntoplayitright]

You will make a mistake and it will be fine. It's just about doing things that feel good with someone you like. It's not a performance.

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[ He nudges Jewel's shirt up, fingers drawing down the length of his pectorals, thumbs brushing across his nipples. ]

I know...but I want it to feel good for you, too, so please stop me if I do something wrong.

[gottalearntoplayitright]

I promise to say something if I need you to adjust what you're doing. How's that?

[Arches his back up off the bed and into Friday's touch]

Try not to worry too much though, I'm not fragile.

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Thank you, and I am not either if you want to do something too, though I would recommend avoiding my wings if you do not want me to be distracted.

[ He fingers move in a slow circle over his nipples until they pebble enough for him to lower his mouth and chance a lick. His lips then latch around one, gently suckling as his hands trail lower, stroking along his rib cage as heat fills his own face and lungs fast. ]

[gottalearntoplayitright]

When you say that, it makes me want to touch your wings more.

[Practically purrs at the feeling of Friday's mouth on his skin, his hands gripping onto his shoulders and sliding down to smooth over his shoulder blades before lightly dragging his nails back up the same path, leaving little pink trails against Friday's skin in their wake]

Did you really have a poster of me...?

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Maybe afterwards if you are not too worn out.

[ Not that scratching near where his other wings are dying to burst out through is any less distracting, shuddering at the sensation of keeping them in as he drags his lips lower over Jewel's stomach, tongue dipping into his navel while one hand draws between Jewel's legs, massaging the growing bulge there over his clothes. ]

And I did, though I kept it hidden because it was too racy by my own parent's definition. I am sure they would have had a lot of questions and admonishments otherwise.

[gottalearntoplayitright]

I've heard I have quite a bit of stamina.

[Lets his breath catch, enjoying the feeling of lips and tongue against his skin before pressing his lap into Friday's hand with a lazy roll of his hips.]

And? How does the real deal look in comparison? Does my poster have me beat?

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I will have to test that another day, and I would say you look more beautiful in person, but those words must ring hollow by now after a lifetime of being adored and complimented by fans.

Some sentiments are better expressed through actions than words, and I would not do this for just anyone. Take what you will from that.

[ He tugs Jewel's pants open before sinking lower, nuzzling the growing arousal beneath a thin layer with his lips, his wings shuttering his face for a moment as he does, trying not to let his own nerves shoot through the roof. His own skin is overheated and throbbing everywhere, and if he glances up, he thinks he might come undone already at the sight of Jewel disheveled on his bed. ]

[gottalearntoplayitright]

I hear that I'm beautiful quite often... Still...hearing that from some people matters more, doesn't it?

[Reaches down to carefully run his fingers through Friday's hair, brushing it out of his face before tangling there gently as he shifts around on the bed slightly to help abate the feeling pooling in his lap under Friday's attention]

Afterall...I'm sure your fans tell you how handsome you are. So, surely you understand.