[Remy grinned back at that reply, loving how easily Jim did keep up with his lip and was always able to answer him back. And it certainly deserved a kiss back.
Also, yes, less clothing was good, despite Remy's joking around. The only down side of it was that he had to take his hands off Jim to do so. But he did, letting go long enough to pull his shirt up and off, and having to stop that kissing too, leaving it to drop somewhere on the floor by the couch.]
Fair's fair, cheri, [It mumbled against Jim's lips, his grin back in place.] Gotta get that skin contact after all, non? [His hands moving to echo Jim's movements, tugging at his shirt to bring it up his torso.]
[ He laughed, his voice have dropped into a low, husky octave it only took on during sex. He raised his arms to let Remy strip him of his shirt, shivering as he was exposed. Thankfully the cabin was not cold thanks to the fire and central heating, but he much preferred the heat from Remy's skin as he pressed up close to him again, trailing his lips over Remy's neck and down to his shoulders, sucking and kneading with his teeth to leave his mark on the other. ]
[There was a low moan from his throat, head tilting to accommodate that extra room for Jim as he mumbled.] Do love ya talkin' like that. [Mostly referring to how he said it, that tone of his voice that just got that warm fire in Remy burning.
Now with that clothing out of the way, it gave the chance for Remy to explore Jim's chest and back. A light racking of his nails down Jim's back as Remy's other hand smoothed up the side of his ribs, brushing a thumb over his nipple.]
[ Jim would never say he quite melted, but it was damn near close when
Remy touched him like that. He sighed, leaning into the pressure of Remy's
hands, eyes fluttering and giving a little hitch when Remy played with his
nipple. It budded beneath Remy's fingers, turning a shade pinker while his
own hands smoothed over Remy's shoulders and chest, tracing his clavicle
and the little imperfections. ]
[For all the answers that came to mind with that, for all the heat he could lay behind them, Remy instead found himself smiling. Shifting a hand back around between them, he tilted Jim's head up by his chin so he could look him in the eye.] Since all I see be ya right now, absolutely. [Then diving in for a kiss.
It started soft, warm, almost an echo of the tone he just spoke in, something a little deeper than either of them spoke about, choosing to ignore. But then it started to switch up, turning up the heat to that near boiling it had been getting to, one that made the kiss harder, more demanding of Jim to match it, and echoing it with his other hand seeking out the front of Jim's pants, searching out the button and zip there.]
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Also, yes, less clothing was good, despite Remy's joking around. The only down side of it was that he had to take his hands off Jim to do so. But he did, letting go long enough to pull his shirt up and off, and having to stop that kissing too, leaving it to drop somewhere on the floor by the couch.]
Fair's fair, cheri, [It mumbled against Jim's lips, his grin back in place.] Gotta get that skin contact after all, non? [His hands moving to echo Jim's movements, tugging at his shirt to bring it up his torso.]
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[ He laughed, his voice have dropped into a low, husky octave it only took on during sex. He raised his arms to let Remy strip him of his shirt, shivering as he was exposed. Thankfully the cabin was not cold thanks to the fire and central heating, but he much preferred the heat from Remy's skin as he pressed up close to him again, trailing his lips over Remy's neck and down to his shoulders, sucking and kneading with his teeth to leave his mark on the other. ]
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Now with that clothing out of the way, it gave the chance for Remy to explore Jim's chest and back. A light racking of his nails down Jim's back as Remy's other hand smoothed up the side of his ribs, brushing a thumb over his nipple.]
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[ Jim would never say he quite melted, but it was damn near close when Remy touched him like that. He sighed, leaning into the pressure of Remy's hands, eyes fluttering and giving a little hitch when Remy played with his nipple. It budded beneath Remy's fingers, turning a shade pinker while his own hands smoothed over Remy's shoulders and chest, tracing his clavicle and the little imperfections. ]
Like what you see, hmm?
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It started soft, warm, almost an echo of the tone he just spoke in, something a little deeper than either of them spoke about, choosing to ignore. But then it started to switch up, turning up the heat to that near boiling it had been getting to, one that made the kiss harder, more demanding of Jim to match it, and echoing it with his other hand seeking out the front of Jim's pants, searching out the button and zip there.]