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 Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 6:01 pm
His soft laugh was muffled against Otto's lips, Chance sliding his arms around his waist and pulling him closer towards him. The hands in his hair made his stomach twist in a very nice way, Chance letting out a hum of pleasure.
"What about amazing," he asked playfully, giving Otto a gentle kiss. "Or hot. I like hot," he added, with yet another kiss, this one a little longer.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 6:09 pm
"Hmm... that works fine." He'd never call himself hot, but he sure liked hearing it. He melted into his kiss, feeling every bad thought and worry float away down the stream. Warm, soul melting kisses. Kisses that made his heart both throb and pitter patter. Yeah, no way would he up and go back to bed now. This was way too nice. He murmured Chance's name in a purr against those lips, wanting to think of nothing but the moment now.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 6:16 pm
Chance's next snarky comment would have been more along the same lines as the hot comment, but decided against saying anything at all, because Otto's lips were warm and he was whispering his name, and it all felt very, very nice and very good.
He gathered Otto up against his chest, Chance easing back onto his back onto the bed. It was easier this way to deepen the kisses, let himself linger longer and murmur Otto's own name. Running his fingers through his hair, Chance cupped Otto's face in both hands, smiling up at him.
"What do you want right now?" he asked softly, and it wasn't a tease, but a gentle offer, Chance's expression reassuring.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 6:48 pm
He wanted Chance. It was so dumb he could slap himself for it. But he'd never had any kind of thing like this. He couldn't help it. And after all that fear and sadness from earlier, he just wanted to bury himself in something good. Otto hoped he didn't have to say anything. Because even now he was a little hesitant to say. He clasped Chances face in his hands and pressed a deeper kiss to his lips. "You.. maybe." Just to be difficult. Show me a good dream.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 6:57 pm
Chance had never had anything like this either, not really. He tilted his face up to meet Otto's, luxuriating in the warmth and passion. He didn't need for him to say anything at all except that one word, really, and he lifted a hand, covering one of Otto's with his own. Chance turned his head a little and kissed his palm.
"Then you can have me," he said. "Maybe," he added teasingly, but Chance had already wrapped his arms around Otto's neck, pulling him down and kissing him soundly, longingly, a smile in each one.
He wanted Otto equally as much, but the words didn't need to be spoken, Chance's hands moving to feel the warmth of Otto's skin beneath his shirt to let Otto lose himself entirely in a better dream than his last.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2015 5:38 am
He liked banter. Enjoyed when Chance teased him right back. Otto was fine for fluffy and smooshy lovey dovey stuff, but he needed the spice of life that only a healthy helping of Sass once every five minutes could provide. So yes, while he buried himself in complete and utter romantic bliss, he also took solace in the fact there would always be playful banter now and then. Hey, he needed a reason to smack the guy now and then okay? His street cred was at risk here. He leaned heavier on top of Chance, losing himself in each and every kiss. Maybe he was hiding from his dreams and problems right now.. but it was a reward. Yes, for being a good boy and talking about his worries for a little tiny bit. And what a reward it was. He felt a curious hand edge under his shirt, and Otto smirked playfully against his lips. He just really enjoyed being touched. The world melted away...
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2015 9:05 am
Thankfully, Chance was full of sass, and could easily dish it out as much as Otto could. It made everything more playful and fun while still maintaining the wanting and the longing for one another.
Chance hummed against Otto's lips, the hand currently under his shirt pressing gently on his back to encourage Otto's weight atop him. He could feel the smirk in the kiss and it made him laugh, the sound muffled, Chance's free arm still looped lazily around Otto's neck. He shifted it, drawing his fingers through Otto's hair and then rested his hand against the back of Otto's head, tilting his own face up more to continue deepening the kisses.
Otto was warm and Chance really just liked touching him. Maybe he couldn't do an awful lot for Otto, especially in terms of his marks, but at the very least he could do this.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2015 4:15 pm
It occurred to Otto that while he'd slept in the same bed as Chance in the past, it had only ever been platonically. Any more interesting interactions had been elsewhere. This was somehow cozier, more private. He melted into warm kisses, a hand wrapped snugly behind his head, held close. "I like you." He murmured tenderly against his lips. He liked Chance. He liked this. He felt safe from everything. No worries. He could kiss him, or just sit quietly, or share his enthusiasm for music with him it didn't matter.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2015 4:29 pm
Chance had enjoyed the warm sense of another person in bed with him every time he and Otto had somehow wound up in the same bed together; and, for the most part, he had tried to respect Otto's need for space, except for that one drunken encounter where he'd all but clung to him.
But here, in his bed now, he didn't have to stay on the other side, not that there was that much room to keep space, and Chance didn't want to anyway.
The words made his stomach flutter in pleasure, Chance gathering Otto against his chest and just holding him for a few moments, nuzzling his lips against his cheek and over the sweep of his jaw, foreheads pressed together.
"I like you too," he said softly, and kissed him, lingering, the warmth of Otto's body and his kisses spreading over him like a comforting, wonderful blanket. His arms went back to being around Otto's neck, Chance wrapping them gently around him, wanting to stay close.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2015 5:07 pm
He could almost wiggle happily there, limbs intertwined with the taller man. He could sleep there. Except sleeping without being cocooned in blankets seemed like a crime. Yeah, Chance, he hoped you remembered Otto's blanket stealing capabilities, because that was sure a thing. No death grip existed more powerful than a sleeping Otto wrapped in blankets. Sleep would be great, were he not distracted by the firm and warm body so lovingly giving him kisses and holding him tight. He leaned in to whisper in Chance's ear. Secrets only for Chance to know, topped with small nibbles to his ear lobe, his toe idly poking at the man's leg.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2015 5:15 pm
Yes, he definitely recalled the blanket cocoon, Otto. And he also remembered that it was kind of cute, even with the cold night air, though he wasn't about to say that out loud, because cute was not really a word he would normally say to Otto's face.
Sleep was possibly an option, but Otto was right here, and he was whispering things into Chance's ear, things that made him smile, punctuated by teasing kisses and nips. He loved the soft sound of Otto's voice, the way it made his chest and stomach tighten pleasantly. One hand went back to wandering, smoothing down Otto's back.
Chance put his other hand on the side of Otto's face, pressing a kiss to his cheek, his temple, and then murmured a few choice things to him as well, smiling against his warm skin.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2015 5:38 pm
A small snort of amusement came from Otto. Chance was playing his game, and it made his toes curl in mirth. He bit his lip as he felt happy kisses littering his face. He shook his head enough to purposely tickle Chance's face with the ends of his hair, just to be a brat. He found himself snaking his hands up the side of Chance's shirt, his lips returning to continue this game of dirty secrets tag.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2015 5:48 pm
He made a noise of amusement, half a laugh that was also a snicker of amusement, Chance batting playfully at Otto's hair. But he liked the teasing, lighthearted banter, because Otto had already gone through enough tonight, and this was hopefully a better alternative.
Warm fingers were sliding up his shirt, more things being spoken quietly into his ear, and this time it was Chance that shifted a little on the bed, Chance that moved his legs restlessly, the warmth spreading through him. He kissed the corner of Otto's mouth, then moved his face to the opposite side of Otto's head to whisper in his other ear, softly spoken but still keeping up with the theme, except maybe growing a little in imagination; after which, Chance took the opportunity to busy himself with his lips against Otto's neck.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2015 6:00 pm
Chance was wonderfully distracting. More soft and quiet promises and very imaginative narratives whispered into his ear. His skin tingled, and his body warmed. Chance pressed kisses to the sensitive skin on Otto's neck, and he squirmed happily in response. His eyes closed, and with a warm, bubbling noise of contentedness rose from his throat, he continued to one up Chance on their little game. He added to Chance's sweet nothings with more of his own. Otto would ask to take this conversation to the bedroom, but they were already there.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2015 6:22 pm
The room was pleasantly cool, but Chance himself was not, and he didn't particularly care, because it was a very nice temperature to be at, and he currently would not have had it any other way. Otto was wonderfully accommodating on top of him, the whispers in his ear immensely distracting and promising. The sound of his voice was doing very nice things to him, Chance decided.
He continued his ministrations against Otto's neck, but moved higher to skim his lips across his jaw until Chance finally whispered one more, very imaginative idea in Otto's ear and dragged his head up so that he could kiss him properly.
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