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- - Abel didn't answer. Instead he allowed his gaze to travel up towards Cain's dark, demanding stare. He was more interested in what the Fighter was planning to do with him, anyways.

He couldn't hold back on the soft ah that pressed past his lips as Cain continued on with his antics. Even the sound of his voice caused him to freeze up briefly. There was just something about it all that reminded him why he had gotten himself into this to begin with. But not wasn't the time to dwell on things that had already happened between them. What mattered was what was going on right now.

"Then why didn't you come back sooner?"

Cain was never good at hiding how beaten up he really was. It only took moments after stepping into their room that Abel could see exactly what he was up to previously. Even now he bit down on his lower lip to the question. It was dumb to ask. He wouldn't admit to being worried, either, afraid that Cain would say something about it or take it the wrong way.

la pətit mɔʁ

          ❝ In what way, baby? ❞

▸ – A hushed   and gruff exhale involuntarily hissed out, gyrating hips forward to relieve that ache confined within boxers only to growl out in a flat monotone of DOMINACE, hands grappling in a tightened and squeezing hold of wrists to roughly reposition Abel with little to no thought of the confines of grip bringing discomfort; slamming arms behind back to fully immerse the pinned down and SUBMISSIVE pose.

               Lowering just enough to kiss inbetween dip of shoulder blades, grinding in rythm to release a lowly and possessive snarl against heated skin, agitated by the slow step of prep. If it were his choice, there would be no such thing. But, for the sole sake of keeping in the neutrel and avoiding declarations and needless complaints about being sore in the morning, it was necessary.                       Restraining the navigator was an easy feat; using free hand to reach over with a strain over towards the one of the many shelves, recollecting the hidden jar of..well, whatever it was that Abel insisted on using.

Dipping both fingers into the substance before gliding down the arch of back, GOD DAMN IT, the very sight was enough to make knees feel like jelly; and feeling how tight every velvety inch of him was absolute EURPHORIA. Kissing alongside the back of exposed neck, ebbing up towards earlobe before speaking in a breathy voice. ❝ The whole day..I was just thinking about how fucking badly I wanted to be here back with you. ❞

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He was surprised Cain had actually agreed to something for once. Usually his demanding personality got the best of him and Abel was there just to follow along. The knot in the pit of his stomach only continued to grow with each bit of contact the Fighter made with him, as well as any sharp breaths Abel himself made.

He was quick to slide out of the thinly made pajama pants. Kicking them off once they bunched up around his ankles, he only them remembered he hadn't been weairng anything underneath. He figured after a shower, he wouldn't have to. He would just get up the next morning, throw on what he had to and be done with it. He honestly wasn't expecting any of this to happen. In hopes to directing Cain's attention elsewhere other than the fact he was already hard, the Navigator gently pressed his lips against Cain's.

"But what if I want more?"

He was feeling daring tonight. Keeping his gaze locked on the other man's, he pulled back slightly to allow their hot, desperate breaths to mingle.

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▸ – Breath  hitching as lips parted in a huff of mild bewilderment. Sex had never surpassed the boundaries into actual intimiacy, all of it was ROUGH and more so PASSIONATE and brimming with lust and desire; unless it was of course, after the heat of that tension. Possessively and blissfully wrapping arms around the Navigator to be lulled into a deep sleep was by far the most soft Cain allowed vulnerability to stoop to.

    Snorting with the flicker of a grin spreading over lips in a incline forwards, nuzzling cheek to cheek to mumble under breath.                 ❝ Just this once. ❞

A white LIE bittersweetly lacing in words, it was only then Cain pressed in to seal the distance in a heated parting of lips; a hand firmly pressed against the underside of jaw to hold the Navigator in place, licking at the underside of lip in diligence to remain gentle in some halfassed effort. It wasn’t just the hot feel of his breath mingling with the others, or how warm and soft both of his lips were but GOD, the way he tasted.             Pulling away adruptly in a fumble of the pajama pants with a irate expression, exhaling hotly against the crook of neck in some silent commandment for assistance.

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- - He wasn't oblivious to how demanding Cain seemed tonight. He wasn't going to mention anything, though. It felt good and that was what mattered. Maybe it was his own desperation seeping through or maybe the Fighter's actions really were rubbing off on him. Nothingless, he knew he was in for the long haul.

The request to take his shirt off wasn't a rare one. What surprised him was when Cain actually started removing it himself. With his heated fingertips pressing against his pale skin, Abel relaxed slightly. Once the article of clothing was off his body, the Navigator lazily draped his arms over Cain's shoulders before cocking his head to one side. His 'pillow queen' sort of attitude had changed very much since his first encounter with the man.

"May I?"

Gesturing to his lips with a small dip of his head, Abel shot Cain a tiny glance, curious enough to try and catch his reaction to him asking for permission before even thinking about touching Cain in such an intimate way.

"Please?

la pətit mɔʁ

                                        Cute.

▸ – In  the heated eyecontact, a PREDATORY look flickering in gaze for mere seconds before leaning down and catching that lower pouty lip inbetween teeth, scraping at the softness while a gruff rumble emitted from the back of throat; a posessive growl that only Abel ever would be graced with.                                            Pressing lip to lip in a heated and rather rough kiss, lingering for only a few mere seconds before dipping into the crook of that DELICIOUSLY exposed neck, discarding what little drabble of restraint mantained to exhale against collar bones, leaving a trail nips and teasing licks in wake of that pending desperation.

❝ Take this off. ❞                       – Giving a demanding tug on the cotton of the loosely fitted top, furrowing brows in a puff of an exhale, fumbling with removing the article of clothing unusually. Perhaps it was the stress overtaking actions, but it hardly seemed to meddle negatively when it came to his libido.

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writing smut like

how many synonyms for “penis” do I actually know?

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- - He wasn't oblivious to how fast his heart was racing. It was always intimate moments like this that he favoured over anything else. It seemed as though the Fighter knew every soft spot he had. Allowing himself a low sigh, he cocked his head to one side to allow Cain more room to work.

"I'm exhasuted. That doesn't mean I won't set aside time for you, though..." His voice trailed off and he began to feel the full extent of Cain's soft touches to his body. After a moment of hesitation from his end, he did look at Cain.

It seemed as though all innocence had been stripped from him the moment he was assigned to the man. His once curious glance had turned into something much more fiesty; yearning almost. However, he knew better than to jump to Cain right away. He knew he would be denied.

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▸ – Nodding   in a blank response, lacing fingers in blonde hair with a twirl of forefinger in a diligent touch, moving downwards in a light dust over collarbones. In this weird HAZE in the silence of the bunker, intimately getting glimpses of eye contact and touching him was absolute bliss.             ❝ You’re blushing. ❞

      Choking out a lowly laugh, dipping mouth downwards to part lips and exhale against the crook of neck, giving a possessive growl within the back of throat.                                     ❝ Doesn’t seem like you’re all that tired to me, anyhow. ❞

Amusement flickering over features in a brisk bite onto earlobe; moving downwards to peck lips just at the back of the ear. Some effort was taken into the sensual and slow approach; though the boiling over fiery knot within stomach urged to press in further to suck on the underside of jaw momentarily.     ❝ Abel, look at me. ❞

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- - "No. I just wanted to know why you were late. You did kind of wake me up." Abel sat himself up fully once receiving what attention the fighter was giving to him. The covers slid off him to show off the thin, white PJs he put himself in each night.

A bit of light had entered the room, allowing him to see the faint outline of Cain. He wasn't going to admit to missing him, but he doubted he would have to do that in the first place. It wasn't like he got to keep many of his emotions anymore. They all seemed to slip away from him.

Abel was heistant to lean himself up against Cain. The man was unpredictable at times. However, as soon as his right cheek made contact with the other male's body, whatever hesitation and doubt he had seemed to melt away.

"Just... Try not to make me up next time you come in late, alright?

la pətit mɔʁ

                    Heh.

▸ – Leaning  down with strands of raven hued hair falling over angular features in a softening of expression, giving a shrug of broad shoulders in halfhearted reply.       ❝ Don’t worry about it, alright? It was just some..practicing. ❞                     – A pretty shitty lie. A thinly veiled excuse in regards to the meddlings of Bering and the objective. Lying was a feat not entirely condoned, but in this context it had to be done.

With eyes halflidded and partly glossed over in exhaustion, a heavy sigh escaped past pursued lips as an open palm was delicately cupped on the Navigators cheek, skimming a thumb over the rounded off jaw in a brief affectionate touch.                     ❝ Pfft, don’t tell me you were actually starting to miss me? ❞                                         Tracing downwards of exposed neck in a fleeting tease, tilting head to the side with an adorning michevious grin in amusement. With the whole day of toiling stress and simulations, getting a moderately relaxing moment was heaven sent.

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- -He really wasn't a fan of being woken up once he did get to sleep. Rolling over onto his side, the navigator turned his tired gaze towards the larger man who had pressed himself against him. He didn't argue it, no. In fact, he welcomed it. Shifting himself into a better position, he didn't hesitate to lead his head up against Cain's.

It was true that every part of him seemed to be craving the attention of Cain himself. With his eyelids fluttering closed once again, Abel gave a low groan of sorts.

"You told me you weren't going to come back this late anymore." He wasn't upset. He was just questioning what had taken him so long. After all, he had been asleep for quite some time now. "They couldn't have given you more work. You have none to do in the first place." With that said, he returned to looking at Cain with a curious yet exhausted glare.

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                 ▸ – It  wouldn’t be the first time he had come home late.

Withered and tattered knuckles clenched in strained muscles from the overexcessive training, entering the quiet bunker with a silent step, gaze flickering over to the forlorn sheets and messied mattress in which the silhouette of the navigator was entangled in the ball of blankets.                   Discarding the bodysuit onto the floor with ease to change into more comfortable articles of clothing, showering was tempting; but the toil of exhaustion and aching headache only made the bed more and more enticing.

Luring in near in a painfully sensual and slow motion to hover above the sound asleep navigator, observing the shallow breaths and occasional twitch of nose in mild amusement. Dipping into the crook of exposed nape to nuzzle against in a brisking intimacy.

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OOC// So, I was told to post this. I figured I might as well introduce myself before I really get RPing and stuff like this. Hi, I'm the guy behind Abel. I have no idea what's going on. I've never done Tumblr RP before and my dumbass boyfriend made me do this. He's the one behind the technical parts of this all, I'm just here for the ride. I'm actually in the middle of putting up some rules & HCs so hopefully I'll have those done shortly. Gay boy out.

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