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gallowseyesFestivities descend upon Darrow well before George would have expected them and, while they're different from the traditions he would have expected at home, there's enough familiarity that it's hard not to get caught up in it. To enjoy it, at least. He goes about his days, sees the people he knows, exchanges messages with Elora, with Lee. Strange as the world is, now, there's still comfort in bodies, and George takes comfort where he finds it.
Which is how he finds himself making his way through a crowded bar, sweating bodies pressing in on both sides. He's dressed for it, snug jeans and a t-shirt fitted across his shoulders -- so little clothes that he might as well be naked by the standards of the world that birthed him.
When he gets to the bar, he leans both elbows on the polished wood and waits to catch the barkeep's eye.
Which is how he finds himself making his way through a crowded bar, sweating bodies pressing in on both sides. He's dressed for it, snug jeans and a t-shirt fitted across his shoulders -- so little clothes that he might as well be naked by the standards of the world that birthed him.
When he gets to the bar, he leans both elbows on the polished wood and waits to catch the barkeep's eye.
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Date: 2025-01-11 12:49 am (UTC)Lee thrusts up into him and George answers Lee's groan with a sound of his own, gutteral, almost a grunt. He straightens as much as he can, both hands on Lee's chest as he starts to rock in his lap, up onto his knees and then sinking back down onto the cock inside him. For a moment, the only sound in the cabin is the percussive slap of skin on skin, overlaid with breathy moans.
"Like that?"
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Date: 2025-01-15 02:19 am (UTC)"Slow down," He grits out, lifting his other hand to the back of George's neck, abs flexing as he holds himself up enough to press kisses to George's neck and chin, biting only hard enough to leave brief indents in the shape of his teeth. "Take your time, babe."
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Date: 2025-01-16 12:53 am (UTC)George takes the instruction smoothly and without question, the rock of his hips slowing until it's almost painful, savouring every inch of Lee's cock as he rolls his hips to press his cock through the circle of Lee's fingers.
The slight, perfect pain of the edges of Lee's teeth make him groan softly.
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Date: 2025-01-19 08:47 am (UTC)"See, doesn't that feel good?" He murmurs in George's ear, nipping at the lobe as he clutches the back of George's neck, one elbow planted into into the back of the seat to give himself just enough leverage to rock up into him, panting harshly against his jaw. "Just like that, keep going."
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Date: 2025-01-21 07:04 pm (UTC)If it served him less, he might question the instruction, but it does feel good, so he just nods, his teeth touching his lip, biting back a groan as Lee fucks up into him. He doesn't have a preference, not really, between fucking and being fucked, but how could he not love anything that feels this good?
He nods, keeping up the rock of his hips, leaning into the slide of Lee's cock inside him.
"Tell me what else you're going to do to me tonight," he urges, his voice breathy. He just needs a little bit more to nudge him over the edge.
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Date: 2025-01-24 08:56 pm (UTC)“I’m thinkin’ I’m gonna come inside you,” he murmurs as he shifts one hand to curl around George’s cock again. It’s so hard, wet and molten hot against his palm, and he groans approvingly. “And then lick you clean once I get you naked in my bed. You make such pretty noises when I eat you out.”
He pulls back and grins up at George, letting his head rest against the window as he looks up at the other man’s face. “But you’ve gotta come first.”
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Date: 2025-01-26 09:14 pm (UTC)He doesn't quite come on command, but it's a close run thing, between the sound of Lee's voice and the look on his face, the stock, competent slide of Lee's fingers over his cock. His hips ride forward and he comes, thick and hot, over Lee's fingers and the tight muscles of his stomach.
"Fucking Christ," he mumbles. "Jesus."
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Date: 2025-01-31 09:02 pm (UTC)Lee is messy when it comes to sex, which he supposes isn’t much of a surprise when taking his other habits into consideration. He strokes George through it then swipes a hand through the mess on his belly, rubbing come into his skin and then bringing his fingers to his mouth, sucking two of them clean as he looks up at George’s face.
The scent and taste of arousal makes him so hungry, and he sucks on his fingers to stave off the biting urge as he bucks up underneath George, managing a few more erratic thrusts before his own orgasm takes over and he spills deep into George’s body, holding him by the hip to keep him from moving as he sags back against the car door, chest heaving as his fingers fall from his mouth.
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Date: 2025-02-02 02:57 pm (UTC)"But close," says George, grinning, his head spinning as he rides out the force of his orgasm. Aftershocks throb through him as he watches Lee suck the come from his fingers, as Lee's lean body bucks underneath him and then he feels the sudden hot pulse of come inside him. He groans softly, back arching, head rolling back on his neck.
"I'm sure I glimpsed heaven there, for a moment, anyway."
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Date: 2025-02-12 05:45 pm (UTC)George sits astride Lee’s hips, seemingly content to revel in the moment, and Lee looks up at him curiously as he slides his hands up George’s thick thighs, gripping hard at his hips as he rolls up into a sitting position.
“Most guys wanna bail as soon as it’s over,” Lee remarks as he takes George’s jaw in his hands, looking at him curiously. He’s never really had anyone he could talk to about sex, and he finds himself somewhat awed that he’s found a friend like George. “You seem to like having me inside after.”
His mouth finds George’s in a soft, lingering kiss and Lee slides his hands to the small of George’s back. “It feels nice.”
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Date: 2025-02-14 08:42 pm (UTC)"I've always liked that part," says George, seeing no reason to lie to Lee as he luxuriates under the slow movements of the other man's calloused palms. "When I've had the time to really linger, that is. I never saw sex as something to be ashamed of or hide from. A body is a body, after all."
A slight shiver goes through him. "Although I wouldn't say no to blankets right now."
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Date: 2025-02-18 06:09 pm (UTC)“I wish I coulda been more like you,” he admits quietly, murmured against George’s pale skin. Lee has never really had the occasion to linger, and perhaps it was because of that shame. Another man’s body was always a dangerous thing to want, so it was best to get your primal needs met and be on your way.
But this— this is nice, too.
George breaks the silence and Lee chuckles, sliding his hands briskly up and down George’s back as if to warm him up. There’s a duffel bag in the expansive footwell, his clean laundry, and Lee leans over to drag an oversized flannel from the bag. He shakes it out and wraps it around George’s shoulders, smiling a little and briefly cupping his cheeks.
After giving him another brief kiss, he leans forward to deposit George onto the seat, hissing softly as he pulls out of him and tucks himself back into his jeans. He pulls the keys from his pocket and leans over to start up the engine, fiddling with the dash until warm air blows out and starts warming the cab, slowly unfogging the windows.
“You’ll have to slither back into those tight jeans of yours before we get to my place,” he teases, leaning back against the window, breathing in deep.
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Date: 2025-02-22 02:57 pm (UTC)He feels slick and used, which is not at all unpleasant, and he smirks as he slips into Lee's shirt -- which is easy -- and then fumbles his way into his jeans which, in the confined cab -- is harder.
"Too cold for a bare arse," he agrees, pushing his dark hair back from his face. "Though you have promised to warm in again in short order, as I recall."
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Date: 2025-02-25 06:36 pm (UTC)"Did I?" Lee drawls out, shooting George a smirk as he shifts to sit properly behind the steering wheel. He has to use a fast food napkin to wipe some of the fog away from the windshield, and then shifts into drive and navigates out of the parking lot. It's not a far drive, thankfully. The cab smells like sex and sweat and it makes Lee's teeth itch, makes his dick twitch in his jeans.
"I suppose I could do that," he murmurs once they stop at a red light, planting his foot against the brake as he leans over to pull George into a hungry kiss. He doesn't notice the light turn green, not until someone honks at him, and he lingers in the kiss for another spiteful second before pulling away and rolling through the intersection.
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Date: 2025-02-28 08:47 pm (UTC)"You definitely said something about your mouth," he says, a moment before he finds himself tugged close, finds that very mouth on his again. He moans, though it spills into a laugh at the cantankerous sound of the horn.
"I fear we make no friends," he says.
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Date: 2025-03-18 07:07 pm (UTC)"I have enough friends," Lee says with a low chuckle, glancing over George as he drives. It doesn't take long to make it to his building and he parks as close to the entrance as he can, feeling a chill against his sweat-damp skin as he hops out of the truck. George follows, looking flushed and unkempt, chest bare under Lee's oversized flannel, and he grabs George by the wrist to rush him into the lobby.
The elevator doors open as soon as Lee hits the button and he drags George into the thankfully empty lift, pressing him against the wall and burying his face in George's neck, teeth scraping gently against his pale skin. "Fuck, you smell good."
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Date: 2025-03-22 03:17 pm (UTC)As usual, when he's with Lee, he allows him to be crowded, to be led. He allows Lee to set the pace, which almost always ends up with them rushing headlong. It's not necessarily something that George minds. He groans softly at the scrap of Lee's teeth against his pulse.
"Mostly your doing," he says.
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Date: 2025-03-31 07:01 pm (UTC)Lee huffs out an amused breath at the response, nuzzling his nose behind George's ear. The sharp scent of his lust makes Lee hungry, makes his teeth itch as someone else's arousal always does, but he ignores it. George is so far off limits to that part of himself that even though he's hungry, even though he set out tonight with the intention of finding something to eat, he doesn't have to worry about slipping up.
The elevator door opens and Lee drags him out, holding him by the sleeve as he reaches into his pockets with his other hand for his keys. Once they're in the apartment, Lee doesn't bother turning on the lights. He drops the keys on the floor and rounds on George, grabbing him by the hips and pulling him in for a kiss. His hands dip under the flannel, fingers cold against George's bare skin, and he smirks into the kiss as he playfully pinches George's nipples with the icy tips of his fingers.
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Date: 2025-04-04 08:23 pm (UTC)As always, as ever, he finds himself helpless under Lee's hands and happy to be there. He writhes at the pinching touch, his mouth opening and a frankly filthy sound spilling out.
He pushes one hand into Lee's hair, fingers tightening to tug firmly.
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Date: 2025-04-14 07:36 pm (UTC)Clever fingers yank at his hair and Lee hisses, then moans approvingly as he grabs George by the hips and wrangles him toward the back of the sofa, shoving the flannel down his shoulders. He grabs George by the neck and kisses him, hard and filthy until they have to pull back to breathe, then smiles as he smoothly sinks to his knees and reaches for the button of George’s jeans, leaning in to nuzzle at his cock through the thick fabric.
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Date: 2025-04-21 05:42 pm (UTC)As is so often the case, George finds himself caught up in it, carried along in Lee's wake. The flannel slips from his shoulders, leaving him half naked as Lee sinks down into his knees in front of him. He tousles his fingers into Lee's bright hair.
"Are you waiting for me to beg?" he teases.
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Date: 2025-04-24 05:26 pm (UTC)“Mostly I want to see the mess I made,” he murmurs as he drags George’s jeans down over his thick thighs. His cock bobs in Lee’s face and he curls his hand around the shaft to steady it, licking and slurping at the wet, pink head. He didn’t do this often back home, not because he didn’t enjoy it, but because it always made him feel too vulnerable, stuck on his knees with the delicate nape of his neck exposed.
He doesn’t feel that way with George. He’s come to trust this man, which is no small feat. He’s at ease in George’s presence, can close his eyes around him without being afraid, and it’s such a comfort.
After sucking George’s cock for awhile, lazily bobbing his head, he pulls off and grabs George by the hips, urging him to turn around. Once he does, putting that perfect ass of his in Lee’s face, he reaches up to spread his cheeks with his thumbs, groaning at the sight of his hole, wet and leaking. It satisfies something primal in Lee, and he groans as he drags his tongue over the slick curl of muscle, tasting himself on George’s skin.
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Date: 2025-05-01 07:24 pm (UTC)George is utterly unselfconscious. He grew up in shared spaces, dressing and undressing, aware of other people's bodies, aware that they were aware of his. Lee's mouth makes obscene sounds on his cock and Georgeg gorns, his fingers still twisted tight in Lee's hair. When Lee moves, he doesn't fight it, lets himself be guided and, when Lee's mouth goes back to work, George leans forward, catching his weight on both hands on the back of the sofa, offering himself up. His breath catches.
"You're the only person who's ever done this," he says.
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Date: 2025-05-12 05:58 pm (UTC)“That’s a shame. You seem to love it so much,” Lee teases, dragging his tongue over George’s hole a few times before pressing it inside as best he can, one arm sliding around George’s hips so can grip his cock, thumbing at the wet head.
“I’ve only had it done to me once or twice,” he says when he pulls back to catch his breath, licking his lips and pressing two fingers into George’s ass slowly, pumping them in and out while stroking his cock at the same time. So rarely is he able to draw sex out like this, and he feels a little like a curious child wanting to explore.
He wonders if George might want to go down on him like this, or if George might want to fuck him. Usually when they’re together like this, Lee takes charge. Lee is the one on top and usually he’s fine with that. He’s only ever bottomed a few times, and they weren’t good experiences. He was young and dumb and looking back, his consent was iffy at best. He couldn’t relax, and felt far too vulnerable. The intrusion made him squirm like a pinned animal, which only seemed to please the ones pinning him down even more.
He ate one of them after, picked his bones clean until he was so full he could barely walk.
Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad with George. Maybe it’d even be good.
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Date: 2025-05-13 06:19 pm (UTC)"It feels very fucking French, somehow," he says, huffing out a sound that's half breathless laugh, half moan. "I spent some time there as a younger man, and...ah." His hips jerk. "Whatever you just did -- do it again. Please." It's different, being with Lee, than it ever was being with James. He can let go in a different way, be himself in a different way. The whole thing doesn't feel like a performance.
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