upstairs - a fop and a slave boy

[i_am_your_host]

[Continued from here.]

This is not the kind of role play that the Master of Ceremonies ever envisioned himself participating in.

But thanks to the magic of Milliways, there's always a first time for everything.

There's also always a first time for this particular room, which assaults Emcee's senses once he opens the door and leads Jay inside, but he has to admit, it does go well with his current persona.

In fact, it's rather perfect.

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Jay gives him another soft growl and pushing him firmly (but carefully) against the wall of the shower. He might not be able to stop Emcee but maybe he can distract Emcee from the idea.

"This." He drops to his knees and takes Emcee to the root without the slightest hesitation.

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee gasps loudly and with surprise, grasping Jay's shoulders to keep his knees from buckling.

Distraction accomplished!


[ooc: and first opportunity to use this new icon, yay]

[runningred]

Jay's strong hands wraps around Emcee's hips, keeping him upright as he deep throats Emcee's without mercy or hesitation.

{ooc: pretty!}

[i_am_your_host]

With gasping moans he leans back against the cool tiled wall, the steamy water beating down on his chest and on Jay's back. He curls his fingers in Jay's hair, tugging with every dizzying rush of pleasure.

[runningred]

Jay moves a hand down to fiddle with the collar, twisting the loop to the back. He takes one of Emcee's hands and guides it to the collar, letting him know it's okay to pull and guide.

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Emcee looks down when Jay takes his hand, moving it to the back of his neck. There, his fingertips brush over the smooth gold, and warm skin.

And then his other hand sweeps trough his hair and caresses his cheek. Such a sweet boy.

He hooks a finger through the loop to pull his head back, slowly at first, to see how he responds.

[runningred]

Jay gives something that could be a growl, could be a purr, and either way sends vibrations up and down Emcee's shaft. He looks up at Emcee with hot eyes that glitter with desire.

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee exhales a grunt through gritted teeth that tapers off into moan.

The look Jay gives him just helps to make him completely hard, and he meets his eyes, just as lustful. With one hand on the back of his neck, and the other cradling his face, he pushes his head toward his crotch. Watching his own cock disappear into his mouth.

[runningred]

Jay opens his throat and lets Emcee take and take, curling his tongue and hollowing his cheeks.

He looks up at Emcee, eyes hot and hazy.

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Sometimes Emcee pulls on the collar. Sometimes he pulls his hair. Sometimes he holds his head still while he moves his hips.

When Emcee's head isn't thrown back against the wall, he often meets Jay's burning eyes. And as his tongue curls around his flesh, he exhales curses that echo off the wet tiles.

"Oh, darling, you are fucking beautiful," he growls.

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Jay growls in return, making sure Emcee feels it. He starts pulling a little against Emcee's grip to take him deeper and faster. He wants Emcee's moans.

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Emcee lets out a shuddering groan, fingers sliding through Jay's hair and over his slick shoulders.

His keening cries grow louder with every swallow, every pull of his mouth. As if being devoured in an entirely different way.

[runningred]

Jay groans and goes faster, harder, deeper. Greedy to taste Emcee's release, he sucks and bobs, looking forward to making Emcee weak at the knees.

[i_am_your_host]

Unbridled sounds of Emcee's pleasure fill the bathroom. Even his cries are almost musical.

His legs feel as if they could go at any second as his toes curl in the water pooling on the shower floor.

"Oh, Jay--" he gasps, clipped and high-pitched. "Jay-- I'm going to--!"

Back arched, shoulders braced against the wall, he comes hard, his impassioned face upturned under the shower spray.

[runningred]

Jay is merciless, utterly so. Not letting up for a moment.

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The waves of ecstasy keep coming, and Emcee gasps breathlessly in their wake, grasping Jay's shoulders to keep himself upright.

[runningred]

Jay drinks him down before licking him clean. Hopefully that's the last conversation about costumes for a while.

He kisses Emcee's thigh before standing up to pull him into a hug.

[i_am_your_host]

Costumes? What costumes?

Emcee slings his arms around Jay's waist and lets his head fall on his shoulder, exhaling a deep, humming sigh, his lips twitching against his skin.

"Fuck, that was fantastic," he murmurs in a muffled voice.

[runningred]

Jay purrs and kisses Emcee's cheek. "I live to please." He wraps his arms around Emcee's waist, happy to take his ragdoll weight.

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He breathes out a humming chuckle and lingers in Jay's arms for a few moments more, just savoring the warmth of the water, the steam, his body.

"Do you want to spend the night here in this ridiculous room?" he suggests, amused. Because they're going to sleep on a round bed under a chandelier.

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"Why not." Jay chuckles before setting back to rinse them both off. "I want to see if the sheets are as plush as the covers."

[i_am_your_host]

"The carpet felt as plush as the covers," he remarks with a snicker. "I think it's fair to assume the sheets are on par with the levels of fanciness hitherto displayed."

After running his fingers through his hair, and sweeping his hands over Jay's chest and shoulders to ensure that he is squeaky clean, he turns off the water.

[runningred]

The towels are certainly fluffy and ridiculous. And big enough to be used as blankets in their own right.

Jay laughing wraps one about himself and over his shoulder. "Friends, Romans, countrymen."

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee laughs as he dries off, nearly swimming in such an enormous towel. He then wraps it around his shoulders like a cape, flapping it outward once before holding it halfway over his face like a bat wing. Affecting a Transylvanian accent via Hollywood, he announces dramatically,

"Welcome! I am Dracula!"

[runningred]

Jay laughs warmly and pretends to cower. "Don't bite me! Unless you mean it."