Room 322, Tuesday Afternoon

[not_every_mage]

After Bob's class, Anders hurried back to his room and was pleased to find he had it to himself. He exiled Lachlan to roam the halls -- exploration was good for cats, wasn't it? -- and then hurriedly straightened his side, which mostly entailed shoving dirty clothes under the bed and stacking his books and papers so they looked almost organized. He debated over the door for a moment, finally deciding to leave it halfway open.

And then he drew a ragged breath and flopped onto his bed, trying to look like he was perfectly calm and composed. He didn't entirely succeed. He was emotional at the best of times, and the sex pollen had him what felt like permanently off-balance. Though the promise of a visit from Nathan might help with that ... at least for a while.

[OOC: For he who is named, please! May get NSFW.]

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[not_every_mage]

"That's why I always tie it back," Anders told him, with a little shrug -- fond as he was of his hair, the style wasn't for everyone. "Makes it much easier to deal with. Besides, sometimes somebody nice is willing to play with it and that makes up for a lot."

He was wondering if they were really going to talk about hairstyling now, but managed to be patient. It wasn't like he had anywhere else to be.

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"You're just full of sweet words today," Nathan returned with a smile. He pulled his hand away from Anders' hair and gave his shoulders a little push. "Lay back."

[not_every_mage]

Anders grinned as he followed that particular order, turning to get his head on the pillow. "Do you have me where you want me now?"

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"I think so," Nathan murmured, reaching to shuck his shirt off before he joined Anders on the bed. He stayed off to one side to give himself a more comfortable angle to lean down and kiss the other boy's chest.

[not_every_mage]

Anders wriggled a bit under the kisses, reaching his hands up and toward Nathan to trace them over whatever bare skin he could reach.

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"Does that tickle?" Nathan asked, flicking his tongue out briefly, testing that out before trailing kisses down his stomach.

[not_every_mage]

"Only in the best way," Anders said, sounding spellbound. His fingers moved up to tease at Nathan's nipple. ".... do that thing with your tongue again."

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"What thing with my tongue?" And then he did it but he lingered this time and smiled against Anders' skin. "That thing?"

[not_every_mage]

"Mmmmmph." From the rock of Anders' hips at the contact, that noise was a yes. A rather enthusiastic yes. One of his hands flailed, clenched at the sheet.

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"And I'll I'm touching is your chest," Nathan noted, moving lower down to his stomach now. He flicked his tongue out again, drawing a few shapes there.

[not_every_mage]

"It's sensitive," Anders said, and it might have sounded defensive if he wasn't so breathlessly happy. "And I figured you weren't going to stop there."

His fingers twined through Nathan's hair as he spoke.

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"Well, I can if you really want me to," Nathan teased, pulling up just enough that he wasn't touching Anders but he was breathing against him.

[not_every_mage]

Anders shook his head. "You could, but please don't," he said, trying very hard not to wiggle again at the switch from tongue to breath and mostly succeeding.

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"You sure?" he asked, continuing to tease by just barely touching his tongue to Anders' skin now. "I wouldn't want to overwhelm you."

[not_every_mage]

"You're already doing that," Anders laughed between rapid breaths. His hand skimmed down over the line of Nathan's spine as best as he could. "Also, you're a fucking tease."

His use of language there possibly could have been more precise.

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"Language," Nathan said and breathed out right near Anders' waist, smiling as he did. "Such language."

He moved his head and actually nipped Anders' hip and then licked it slowly.

[not_every_mage]

Anders bit his lip hard to stifle his groan at that. "I'll watch my mouth," he gasped out, or tried to -- talking was hard when Nathan's closeness and smell and touch and teeth filled so much of his mind.

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"Should I go lower?" he murmured, glancing up at Anders and giving him a slow, easy grin.

[not_every_mage]

"Oh, if you really feel like it," Anders said, though the way excitement had his entire body straining toward Nathan suggested a far, far more positive answer.

He propped his head on one elbow, wanting to watch what Nathan did.

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"You'd probably curse at me if I said I didn't feel like it," he joked, hooking his fingers into the waist of Anders' shorts and giving them a little tug down.

[not_every_mage]

Anders huffed out a laugh and raised his hips slightly to help Nathan. "I'm probably going to curse either way," he pointed out.

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"I think I can handle that," Nathan decided, shucking the pants into a pile and shifting himself around so he was in a better position. He reached out to slowly give Anders a few strokes, just because he couldn't resist and he didn't think Anders really wanted him to hold off either.

[not_every_mage]

Not so much, no. Anders sucked in his breath at the strokes and moved his legs further apart to encourage Nathan to keep doing ... whatever he was going to do, really, as long as there was more contact.

He was almost achingly hard by now, seeming to stiffen further yet as Nathan touched him.

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"Just let me know if I do anything that you don't like," Nathan told him, stroking a little faster though he made certain to control the movements of his hand so nothing was erratic or too rough.

[not_every_mage]

"I will," Anders promised, resting his fingers on Nathan's bare shoulder. "So far it's good. You could even go a little harder."

He was impressed that he managed three coherent, profanity-free sentences in a row.