"not a day less will do . . . from you . . ."

[bloodyrockgod]

[ooc: continued from here. adult content. boy-kissin'.]

It takes longer to get to Charlie's room than it should because Charlie keeps pushing Bartleby against walls and pulling him down--by the shirt, by the neck--to kiss him again.

Finally he lets them into his room, pulling Bartleby in behind him and laughing at the way Bartleby is kissing him, when Mister's startled mew jars Charlie out of the moment. "Oh--er--Bartleby, you know Bob--let me just--um, Bob?" He scoops up the cat. "Let's get you back to the bar, yeah?"

He kisses Bartleby quickly and runs down the stairs.

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[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie lies back on the bed and hums "Let me entertain you," still grinning.

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"I'm not getting naked if you're not," Bartleby murmurs, pulling off the boxers.

[bloodyrockgod]

He sits up and yanks off his t-shirt, then scrambles out of his jeans and shoes. No underwear. There rarely is.

And then he has to just sit and look for a moment, because . . . well. It's Bartleby.

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Bartleby allows the looking, but he starts shifting on his feet within a second, and after a few moments moves towards the bed and Charlie.

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie places his hands on Bartleby's hips and holds him steady, and gently starts kissing him on his stomach and chest.

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"Mmmm." Bartleby doesn't tend to go weak at the knees. So he doesn't. Really. He strokes his fingers through Charlie's hair and concentrates on maintaining his upright position. Mainly because if he fell Charlie would take on a striking resemblance to a pancake.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Do you want to lie down?" Charlie whispers and his fingers clasp Bartleby's hips a little tighter as he moves onto his knees. He kisses higher up Bartleby's chest, licking lightly over his nipples.

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A shiver of pleasure runs through Bartleby's body, and he murmurs, "Lying down sounds like a good plan."



[ooc: bed. slowtime? <333]

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie gets up enough to push back the duvet, then lies down and holds his arms out to Bartleby.

[ooc: slowtime. sleep tight.]

[watch-wait.livejournal.com]

Bartleby straddles Charlie's hips, and leans down to kiss him, deep and wet. "So. You never said what you wanted."



[ooc: g'night.]

[bloodyrockgod]

"That's because I'm still deciding," Charlie answers and sits up enough to trace Bartleby's collar bones with his mouth. "I mean, if I want you to fuck me and if I want to suck your cock I have to decide which one I want first. That sort of thing.

"Or maybe I just want to touch you for a while first." He licks Bartleby's throat. "Mm . . . yes. Could just do that for a while."

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"Priorites, decisions, all so difficult." Bartleby laughs. "I could give you a blowjob? And then fuck you? Neatly sidestepping the issue." He licks his finger and traces it around Charlie's nipple in spirals.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Or mix it all up together," Charlie murmurs. His hands cup Bartleby's ass, kneading the firm muscles, and he wraps his legs loosely around Bartleby's waist.

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"That could be fun." Bartleby grins, and licks Charlie's collarbone. He traces one of the tattoos with his finger. "Where's this from?"

[bloodyrockgod]

He looks at his arm and grins. "'Strawberry Fields' is my song--that's my favorite lyric." He sucks Bartleby's earlobe and sings to him softly, "'Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see. It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out, it doesn't matter much to me.'"

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"Sounds lovely." Bartleby walks his fingers down Charlie's chest, detouring occasionally t draw gentle spirals on his skin and grinning at the goosebumps that rise up.

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie thrusts his hand into Bartleby's hair and drags his head back up to kiss his mouth. His tongue is slick in Bartleby's mouth, restless and questing, and he breathes in with a shudder.

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Bartleby pulls away with a sigh and slides down Charlie's body, pausing at his belly to lick around his belly button.

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie's eyes flutter shut and he leaves his hand in Bartleby's hair. He strokes Bartleby's head tenderly, letting his own head fall back, breathing deeply.

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Bartleby murmurs into Charlie's skin, tracing circles with his thumbs. "You really want me to fuck you?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"God, yes, B," Charlie breathes. His eyes snap open and he lifts his head. "Unless--I mean, it's a lot to start out on, I suppose--"

[watch-wait.livejournal.com]

[ooc: am at school. this is fun. i have to keep looking over my shoulder and being secretive. :D]

[bloodyrockgod]

[ooc: exactly how I do it at work: constantly minimizing and hoping whoever just walked past wasn't paying attention]

[watch-wait.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *pets us* i have someone sitting right by my left shoulder.]

[bloodyrockgod]

[ooc: *also pets* the tribulations of online smuttin'. tis tragic.

I'm going to try and get some sleep: I hoped to be awake in three more hours. Maybe be back if the sleep fails. *smooch*]