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[He's hauled like a sack of potatoes over Brocade's shoulder, which he makes the requisite protest to by trying to knee Brocade in the side - but he doesn't mind as much, because this is a really great view of his ass.]

A doorway is going to bang my ass before you do at this rate!

[ The knee just makes Cade laugh, lets be real. Just reaches up and pats his ass. ]

Oh don't worry. I'll be SO careful.

For like. Damn, how long's the walk? Oh lets give it a minute.

[ FOR WHATEVER BLESSING, Sun Sign's common room is deserted.

Not that this would have stopped him.

He trots over to his room, HUMMING. ]

[Yingxing doesn't even realize the common room is deserted, so focused as he is on trying to not buck his hips against Cade's shoulder like a teenager going through puberty.]

I don't want you to be careful with me. You know what I can take.

[ Kicks his bedroom door closed and. There's TWO beds pushed together in here, he drops Yingxing to the mattress and just looks down at him. Messy hair, flushed face, and he'd FELT that interest rubbing his shoulder.

This is going to be a hell of a meal. ]

You know? Don't think I do.

But... we got a whole vacation to find out.

You'd need it after I tire you out.

[This angle isn't quite new to him - they've roughhoused before, mostly because Brocade was one of the few people Yingxing could fight without having to hold back, and they both enjoyed the physicality of it - but the way Brocade looks at him, hungrily...

He can already feel the fangs against his jugular. His dick throbs in his pants at the thought of it, he'd wanted this for so long. He's the one who gives in first, tugging Brocade down for a biting kiss.]

[ He probably had something VERY clever to say to that, but it came out as a groan and then thought was gone anyway. Must not have been important.

What IS, is the bright pinch of flat teeth carving a bruise into his lower lip, or how he tastes blood and doesn't know if his fangs nicked himself or Yingxing and frankly, it doesn't matter.

He sets on knee on the bed beside Lithium and starts pushing him down. Slow and steady, as if inviting a fight. Or showing off how much a fight isn't going to matter right now. ]

[He knows Yingxing too well - because he fights back, trying to roll him over and get on top, but it's pretty difficult when he's trying to grind against Cade's thigh, more warm pressure, rutting into him like a hormonal teenager.

He ends up flat on his back. His eyes are dark and he's looking at Cade like he's the only man in the world.]

You're wearing too much.

[ It's somewhere between a death roll and squirming. His hands feel the play of muscles and hot skin beneath cloth. It's somewhere between a view that he could jerk off too alone, and not enough friction to get ANYWHERE between them. And it's all his and he wants to BITE every inch of it and leave his marks and see just how gone and breathless he can make-

It takes a second to, you know, make out the words over the thudding pulse in his ears. ]

They're ALL in the way.

[ And all of that predatory confidence is gone as he starts pulling his shirt over his head just by grabbing both layers and gets his ARM STUCK, LIKE A DRUNKEN COLLEGE STUDENT. ]

OH COME ON.

[The funny thing is that this doesn't turn Yingxing off at all - there's still the undercurrent of horny, but the bark of laughter doesn't kill it. He props himself up on his elbows and watches Brocade struggle for about five more seconds, before sitting up and

Biting him on a pec HA he is defenseless and Yingxing is winning thanks!!]

Need some help?

YingXING!

[ His voice shoots right up with that ENJOYMENT OF THE BEEFCAKE THANKS. The increased struggles would be more convincing if he didn't arc into it, and the fingers visible spasming. ]

I THOUGHT YA WANTED DICK, NOT BE ONE!!!

If you didn't already know I was a dick we wouldn't be here, would we?

[Here's some cheeky tongue to a nipple - all right, maybe a fair bit, he's getting distracted, all this muscle isn't new to him but he's wanted to put his mouth on Brocade since forever, he smells so good -

He gives in and helps him with his little clothing mishap, but the moment that shirt is off the first thing he'll be seeing is Yingxing's face, flush mottled all the way down and disappearing into the collar of his top.]

Uh. [He's staring.] You're really hot.

[ That lash of wet heat does ANYTHING but soothe in the wake of those teeth but who is complaining? None complaints. NEGATIVE complaints. Infinite Non Complaints works.

That view though. Any need to check in on the "hey are we good for more" is just scrombled. Like his last few braincells. Frankly, if he doesn't get out of these pants soon he's going to ruin them...]

I mean, you too.

[ Shit that sounded lame it doesn't matter if Yingxing sounded lame too he's the one who's not supposed to sound lame OKAY KISSING. It's not the bruising, sucking tangle before but a little slow, hot exploration.

And murmurs against Lithium's neck: ] Bro you got no idea how long...

[ And then the pinch, sting and pull right at the juncture. ]

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