Nightclub District, Limbo City, Tuesday Evening

[not_every_mage]

Anders wasn't always much of a dancer, but something about the stickiness of summer had him wanting to lose himself among strangers and move to the kind of music he could feel through his whole body. He dressed in a sleeveless shirt and dark fitted jeans after work, hair loose around his face, and collected Dante for a minor adventure.

"Where should we start?" he asked his companion. "I might be able to get on the guest list at the place across the street. The manager had this rash..."

[OOC: For the boy, please!]

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[rebelseekspizza]

Dante grinned. "Then stop topping from the bottom," he said.

And hauled Anders over his shoulder.

[not_every_mage]

"Asshole," Anders said, as affectionately as someone being manhandled could possibly say such a thing. "I'm done. You're in charge."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Thanks," Dante said brightly, and carried him all the way up the stairs, into Dante's bedroom.

Dropped him down onto the bed and stripped his shirt off, watching Anders all the while.

[not_every_mage]

Anders was watching him right back, eyes hazy with desire, hands clasped behind his head to control the urge to touch.

"I want you so much," he said breathlessly.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante's eyes darted from Anders' face to his hands. "Lucky you," he said, and climbed onto the bed, stretching over Anders-- and past him, for the nightstand.

[not_every_mage]

"Lucky me," Anders agreed, with a little chuckle. He leaned up as Dante stretched to kiss whatever bit of him was most conveniently within reach.

[rebelseekspizza]

There was something stupidly endearing about the feeling of Anders pressing butterfly kisses against his shoulder and his chest; it meant Dante was smiling as he settled back down.

It didn't stop him from wrapping the scarf around Anders' wrists.

[not_every_mage]

Anders sucked in his breath at the brush of silk across his wrists. He'd been looking forward to getting fucked anyhow, but getting fucked with bound wrists ... that was a treat. "Have I been a bad boy tonight?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"The worst," Dante murmured, pressing a kiss against his mouth, his hands deftly tying Anders' wrists to the headboard. "Fuckin' filthy in public, Anders..."

[not_every_mage]

"Could have corrupted anybody who saw us," Anders agreed, eyes sparkling.
"I'm very ashamed of myself."

He was not. At all.

"Help me behave?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"Oh, you'll learn by the time I'm done with you," Dante said.

His fingers curled into the waistband of Anders' pants and yanked.

[not_every_mage]

Anders felt himself made bare, and his cock sprang loose from his clothing like a confined wild animal dashing for freedom. His eyes fluttered shut, enjoying the sheer sensation.

[rebelseekspizza]

And how could Dante resist, at this point?

He slid down Anders' body while his eyes were still closed. Didn't hesitate, not even for a moment, in sliding Anders' dick into his mouth.

He just needed to taste it.

[not_every_mage]

"Oh sweet Andraste," Anders swore, shivering in pleasure. His shoulders shifted, as if he wanted to grab Dante's head and didn't quite remember that he couldn't. "I love your mouth."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante would have laughed, but-- well. He hummed around Anders' dick instead, taking him as deep as he could go.

Pulled back, a moment later, mischief in his eyes as his tongue played with the head.

[not_every_mage]

Anders felt like his whole body was an exposed nerve ending, and the way Dante used his tongue took the pleasure almost to the point of pain. He drew a few shaky breaths before meeting Dante's eyes.

"Perfect," he whispered, and he didn't just mean the blow job.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante's mouth curved.

He pushed in all the way one more time. Twice. Three times...

Maybe a little longer than that.

Before he pulled back.

[not_every_mage]

Stopping like that was just mean. Anders whimpered in frustration and gave Dante a pleading look.

[rebelseekspizza]

"You're enjoying yourself too much," Dante said, voice low as he slid up to hover over Anders. "Pretty sure I was supposed to make you behave..."

[not_every_mage]

"I'm behaving," Anders protested, voice grainy with desire. "I'm lying right here, letting you do whatever you want."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Is that that beggin' look I just saw in your eyes?" Dante said, his palm smoothing over Anders' forehead. "Letting me do what I want?"

[not_every_mage]

"Uh-huh," Anders said, biting his lip. The brush of Dante's legs against his was almost too much to bear.

He swallowed. "Is that what you want me to do? Beg?"

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante leaned in, his lips brushing against Anders' ear. "What do you want?"

[not_every_mage]

Anders considered resisting for almost half a second, but his need was too strong.

"You to fuck me," he whispered back. "And don't be gentle."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante chuckled softly.

And kissed him, fiercely, holding nothing back.