[The next groan from Remy was lower, more a rumble than the sharper one from before at that growing pressure and the need to lessen the confines on it, reacting to both those nails and that tug against his ear. He had a feeling he might have a few marks come morning, not that that was a bad thing at all.]
Oh yeah, 'm doin' all the work here of undressin' us both? [Yet it was said with a grin as Remy turned his head enough to plant an open mouth kiss against Kirk's neck, before scrapping his teeth over the same spot as his hands moved to find the front buttons on Jim's pants.]
[ Hopefully Remy had not planned on a mild-mannered bed partner. Kirk was anything but, enjoying to touch and kiss and taste. And if that resulting in a few marks? Well, he considered souvenirs for the next few days. Hopefully it would keep Remy coming back for more... ]
And here I thought you'd enjoy unwrapping a present...
[ He grinned widely, cheeks flushed bright red and his throat gathering some of that color as he bared it to Remy. The scrape of teeth drew a gasp and a low groan, pushing his hips up towards Remy's fingers. The cajun would know when he'd worked them open from the sigh of relief Kirk let out, his cock pressing hard at the front of his gray Star Fleet boxer-briefs, a small dark spot already forming. ]
[And Remy was certainly not planning to stop there. Jim's neck had just been the start of what began as a path, Remy lifting and shifting his weight enough so he could trail a series of nips and kisses down the man's torso, stopping now and then to show a particular spot more attention than others, slipping down his abdomen and pausing to give a solid nip to Jim's hip before he sat back on his knees at the end of the bed.
Remy gave a tug to the pants.] Lift ya hips at least, ain't gettin' 'way with bein' lazy 'round me. [This was delivered as he rested a cheek against the inside of Jim's thigh, turning his head just enough to press a slightly harder bite to his covered leg, letting the fabric cushion the impact and take most of the sting out of it.]
[ The Cajun had a talented mouth in more than just conversation and kissing it seemed. Not that he was complaining - far from. He arched his back, pressing his towards the path Remy's mouth was making across his body, his fingers tracing the same path along his back and ribs.
His hips rise at Remy's command with an amused laugh - the sound turning into a sharp cry of surprise and pleasure at the bite to his thigh. Even with his pants cushioning the bite, he could feel the heat from it, making his cock throb and his stomach twist. ]
Oi oi, careful with that fabric. If you're going to mark something, at least wait til my pants are off ~
What? Not wantin' to have to walk out of this place shirtless 'nd pantless? [Getting the pants past Jim's hips and butt, Remy was able to easily slip them down the rest of his legs and drop them to the floor beside him. True to that comment he moved back in against James' thigh once the fabric was out of the way, but the nip he gave was no where near as hard as it had been with the jeans to act as protection, it followed with an open mouth kiss over the same spot. During this he had dropped his hands to both unbutton and unzip his own jeans, needing just that extra bit of room to take some of the pressure off him, the fabric a little unforgiving.]
[ He smirked up at him, happy to help with the removal of his clothing, letting Remy move his limbs as he pleased. The bite to his flesh was tantalizing, making him groan and his toes curl for an instant. He could hear the zipper pushing down on Remy's clothes, teasingly lifting his other foot to slide it between Remy's legs and press it against his swelling cock. An amused sound escaped him, rocking his foot back and forth, smirking up at Remy. ]
Looks like I'm not the only one that could stand to lose their pants right about now...
[The moan that got free from Remy with that contact was half pained, half enjoyment, Jim's touch both well welcomed but none to gentle with how he was currently confined. Remy dropped his head to rest his forehead against James' thigh as he let out a breathy laugh, turning just enough to be able to peer up at the other man, managing a smile.] Goin' to be hard, [Ha, get it?] With ya foot in the way there, 'less ya want this over all too soon.
[ That was such a terrible joke, Remy, and he lighted swatted at the other for it, despite the fact he let out a husky laugh. Mixed messages, but his brain was something of a mess as it tried to sort out the myriad sensations being sent to it, least of all the increasing pressure of the ache along his cock and across his hips. ]
Well, better not take your sweet time then.
[ He bit his lip, dropping his foot away and sitting up on his elbows to watch Remy, breathing hard as arousal made his body shiver and twitch, a hungry flare in his blue eyes. ]
[That was ok, Remy would forgive him for that kind of reaction, that smack was really deserved.
Letting out a breath as that pressure vanished, Remy wouldn't let Jim escape too easily after that, leaning in to run a long lick up against the bulge from his underwear before standing up. Shifting his jeans down his hips and letting them slip down his legs so to pool onto the floor, Remy was dressed in just in his own set navy boxer briefs as he stepped out of his jeans.] Now now, don't wanna be too fast, that typically not a good thing.
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Much rude, so rude
Oh yeah, 'm doin' all the work here of undressin' us both? [Yet it was said with a grin as Remy turned his head enough to plant an open mouth kiss against Kirk's neck, before scrapping his teeth over the same spot as his hands moved to find the front buttons on Jim's pants.]
all the rude
And here I thought you'd enjoy unwrapping a present...
[ He grinned widely, cheeks flushed bright red and his throat gathering some of that color as he bared it to Remy. The scrape of teeth drew a gasp and a low groan, pushing his hips up towards Remy's fingers. The cajun would know when he'd worked them open from the sigh of relief Kirk let out, his cock pressing hard at the front of his gray Star Fleet boxer-briefs, a small dark spot already forming. ]
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Remy gave a tug to the pants.] Lift ya hips at least, ain't gettin' 'way with bein' lazy 'round me. [This was delivered as he rested a cheek against the inside of Jim's thigh, turning his head just enough to press a slightly harder bite to his covered leg, letting the fabric cushion the impact and take most of the sting out of it.]
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His hips rise at Remy's command with an amused laugh - the sound turning into a sharp cry of surprise and pleasure at the bite to his thigh. Even with his pants cushioning the bite, he could feel the heat from it, making his cock throb and his stomach twist. ]
Oi oi, careful with that fabric. If you're going to mark something, at least wait til my pants are off ~
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[ He smirked up at him, happy to help with the removal of his clothing, letting Remy move his limbs as he pleased. The bite to his flesh was tantalizing, making him groan and his toes curl for an instant. He could hear the zipper pushing down on Remy's clothes, teasingly lifting his other foot to slide it between Remy's legs and press it against his swelling cock. An amused sound escaped him, rocking his foot back and forth, smirking up at Remy. ]
Looks like I'm not the only one that could stand to lose their pants right about now...
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/finds buried in the inbox
Well, better not take your sweet time then.
[ He bit his lip, dropping his foot away and sitting up on his elbows to watch Remy, breathing hard as arousal made his body shiver and twitch, a hungry flare in his blue eyes. ]
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Letting out a breath as that pressure vanished, Remy wouldn't let Jim escape too easily after that, leaning in to run a long lick up against the bulge from his underwear before standing up. Shifting his jeans down his hips and letting them slip down his legs so to pool onto the floor, Remy was dressed in just in his own set navy boxer briefs as he stepped out of his jeans.] Now now, don't wanna be too fast, that typically not a good thing.