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Date: 2011-11-15 04:16 am (UTC)Vincent suddenly pulls away and Sebastian groans indignantly until the bulge he didn't know had formed in his pants is cupped firmly in Vincent's big hand, at which point he lets out a completely different kind of groan. Sebastian can feel Vincent smiling against his collarbone and he squirms, desire overruling dignity.
He's either really high or Vincent is really fast, because his pants are suddenly on the ground and Vinco's dick is out and oh god he's being lifted against the wall, legs around Vincent's hips and there's pain but then there's inconceivable pleasure and lips and hands and teeth and tongues and...
Oh.
Oh.
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Sebastian's hands are shaking and he wonders how Vincent even has the strength to keep holding him up. There are cool lips on his hot cheeks and he forces his eyes open, and Vincent lowers him down so that his feet are touching the ground again. He doesn't think he's ever been this exhausted or satisfied, for that matter. He's dragging his pants up his legs, ignoring the mess they've made. Vincent is saying something and Sebastian shakes his head, trying to clear out the pounding of blood in his ears.
"Are you okay?'
Vincent looks genuinely concerned; just as spent as Sebastian, but definitely concerned.
Sebastian smiles.
"I need a cigarette."
HOLY-
Date: 2011-11-16 09:34 pm (UTC)Re: HOLY-
Date: 2011-11-17 02:09 pm (UTC)