IC Contact - Duplicity

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[ Fraser tries to peek down at it without moving anything below his neck, with limited success. ]

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Let me finish. I'll get a mirror in a minute.

[ He gets green for the stems. ]

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Right. Sorry.

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The paint's edible. For the record.

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[ Absentmindedly, he licks his fingers. ]

Hmm. It's a bit chalky.

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I'm getting a mirror, and a picture. Stay here.

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Yes, dear.

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[ Andy climbs off and goes to fetch his device and a hand mirror, it only takes him a minute before he's back, straddling him again. ]

Stay still.

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[ Ever obedient, Fraser holds his breath and slows his heart rate without changing his expression by a hair. ]

[scarrystories]

[ Andy takes a couple of pictures, then holds up the mirror so Ben can see the flowers. ]

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Andy, that's lovely.

[ He's impressed. ]

[scarrystories]

I'll get better at it.

[ He's very flattered. And also he's kissing him. ]

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[ Kissing is more important than talking. ]

[scarrystories]

[ Agreed. This is so much more important than anything else currently happening. ]

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[ Fraser draws back so he can sweep bright red paint over Andy's lower lip with the pad of his thumb. ]

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[ Andy's tongue darts out to lick Ben's thumb. ]

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[ He inhales sharply, holding his hand still in case Andy wants to keep going. ]

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[ After that reaction he definitely does, he takes Ben's wrist and guides his thumb into his mouth, sucking lightly. ]

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[ The paint does taste a little chalky, but not in a bad way, just kind of like really cheap chocolate. Probably the way Fraser moans quietly and shivers more than make up for it, anyway. ]

Andy...

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[ He's not stopping. He draws back so he can lap at Ben's palm, licking off all the paint there. ]

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[ Fraser makes a low, desperate noise deep in his throat, fingers curling slightly as he fights the urge to flip Andy over and take him—he wants to, but he doesn't want this to stop, either, the hot, almost ticklish slide of Andy's tongue over his palm, the cutting intimacy of the moment. ]

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[ Once he gets all the pain off he pushes Ben back against the bed and kisses him. ]

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[ That's perfect. He lets himself be pushed back, but then surges up under Andy, wrapping his arms around his neck and kissing back hungrily. ]

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[ He wanted to lick off the flowers too, but he's now thoroughly distracted. ]

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[ Mindless and insistent, Fraser drags his nails down Andy's back. They're blunt, so he has to use force to make it sting. He arches his hips up so he can grind against Andy, enjoying the restrictive friction of rubbing up against his jeans. Not once does he stop kissing him, fierce and messy, biting at his lip, thrusting with his tongue. ]