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[courtinsession]

[Corry takes full advantage of that, hands sliding around to Kyle's hips (and yes, his ass, shhh) and tugging him flush against his own body. There's a note of that demanding, bossy alpha energy present, but his voice is soft when he pulls away to breathe:] Forgive me for disappearing?

[kyley_b]

Yeah, yeah of course. [He is so easily soothed provided that Corry is right in front of him. He is far too preoccupied with the other man's scent to even think of holding a grudge. Corry makes his brain melt.]

Forgive me for being crabby?

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I like that you bite back. [Corry nips hard at Kyle's lower lip, grabbing at his ass to pull him closer.] Might be my second-favorite thing about you.

[kyley_b]

What's your first favourite?

[Kyle presses himself tight to Corry's body and rocks his hips very deliberately.]

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Take a wild guess. [This is said as Corrigan grips hard at Kyle's ass, grinding forward. His voice goes lower, hungry.] How do you want it, this time?

[kyley_b]

[The sigh that escapes his throat is strangled, involuntary.]

Can I see your face? I'd really, really like to see your face.

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[That's -- actually incredibly sweet, enough so that Corry is taken aback for a moment, blinking. Then he smiles, a softer, genuine one, hand coming up to cradle the side of Kyle's face.]

Yeah, babe, of course. You wanna be on your back or wanna ride me?

[kyley_b]

[Kyle is, at heart, a romantic.]

Back. I'm, uh. Scared I'll chicken out on top. You're kinda... you know. Big.

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Am I? [Corry has that smug, cheeky look on his face again, hands sliding up under Kyle's shirt.] Elaborate on that.

[kyley_b]

[Kyle sighs and presses into those hands. He wishes he were more seductive.]

Your cock. I feel like it's gonna be intimidating when I'm not in heat.

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Mmm, maybe. [He -- still looks smug about that, nudging Kyle back towards the bed.] I'll go slow for you, sugar. Make sure you're begging for it.

[kyley_b]

[Kyle snorts, but his grin is giddy. He stops by his bed and starts tugging his clothes off, turning pink.]

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[Corry strips as well, smirking in amusement, though he reaches out to stop Kyle once his shirt is off.]

Hey, c'mere. Didn't get a good look at you in the club.

[kyley_b]

[Kyle barely resists the urge to cross his arms over his chest, which he considers scrawny. Coarse red hairs pepper it, and a thicker trail leads down his lower belly.]

Uhm. Yeah, well. Not much to see.

[Unlike Corry, who is making Kyle's mouth actually water a little.]

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[Corry is -- definitely a guy who works out. He has abs and pecs for days. But he frowns at Kyle, hands coming out to smooth down that trail of hair, then grips at his hips to tug him closer.]

I don't do pity sex, Kyle. Especially not twice. You're fucking incredible, hear me?

[kyley_b]

Uhm. Okay.

[He goes bright red, the flush creeping down his neck. L]

You're really gorgeous. You can see why I might be a little bit in shock, right?

But it proves I was right to find you intriguing.

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Maybe. I think you have an inaccurate perception of yourself, but most people do.

[Corry’s hands find the front of Kyle's jeans, pressing his palm there for a moment, then slowly unbuttoning and unzipping.]

It wasn't just my megadick that intrigued you?

[kyley_b]

It's possible. Or maybe I just know that I'm a skinny ginger with a fat ass.

...mmm. And no, not at all. Megadicks are easy to find. And I don't think I'm a size queen. [He presses closer.]

Are you surprised?

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A sexy ginger with a fat ass. [Corry says it firmly, hands sliding into Kyle's jeans and around to grab at said ass, while he scatters kisses over all that bared freckly skin.

Then he pauses, lips pressed to Kyle's neck.] Yeah, little bit. Lotta things you do surprise me, though.

[kyley_b]

Thanks.

[Kyle's hands find Corry's hair and play with it, enjoying the texture.]

Why?

I can tell that you're way more than you project. I knew it even in the club. You know why?

Because you were sweet.

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[Corry shivers luxuriously, nudging Kyle back towards the bed.] You surprise me because you're genuinely not like anyone else I've met. It makes me -- hm.

[He cuts himself off, pulling his hands away and gently pushing Kyle to sit on the bed. Then, pants half-off, he pauses.] Sweet? Sweet how?

[kyley_b]

[He goes eagerly, sitting, hands dropping so he can push his pants down, wriggling out of them.

He looks up at Corry and smiles.]

You treated me right. You didn't have to. Most of the guys in that place would have fucked me and run. Probably gagged me while we waited to unknot.

You didn't do that.

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[Corry huffs out a bemused laugh, sliding his own pants off, then reaching to cradle Kyle's face again.]

Nah. I like hearing you talk. [He leans down, kissing Kyle slow and deep.]

[kyley_b]

[He's going to make a snappy retort, but then Corry's mouth is on his and all he can do is moan and kiss back. His hands find Corry's waist and grip before one hand fumbles for that aforementioned cock.]

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[Kissing has a way of returning anyone's attention to the task at hand, Corry’s found. He hums approvingly at Kyle's hand on his cock, half-hard, twitching at the touch. They hadn't really done much foreplay last time -- things had been a little urgent.]