[Worst idea? If one is horny and impatient, maybe...
But it also might prove unexpectedly fruitful as Waver shifts, hand sliding across Iskandar's hip to his ass as he reaches around to feel which pocket the card is in. He accidentally-on-purpose squeezes a cheek, before his fingers slip into the pocket, fishing for the card.]
Give me a minu-- aha!
[He's just going to wiggle that out and twist to swipe it through the lock. There's a resounding click as the door unlocks and Iskandar's weight against it and the press against the handle does the rest.
They're in.
Waver's not going to waste any time once the door shuts. He's immediately after the zipper of Iskandar's coat with a hungry growl, flinging his scarf across the room to land on the couch. His own blood is running hot enough that he doesn't have the patience for a strip tease and he doubts Iskandar does either. Maybe later, after dinner, when both their appetites have been whetted. When they're more inclined to draw things out.
His pants are rapidly tenting, cock giving a twitch within. He smiles up, chasing another kiss as he continues to work at getting Iskandar's clothes off.]
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Date: 2020-01-01 08:18 pm (UTC)From:But it also might prove unexpectedly fruitful as Waver shifts, hand sliding across Iskandar's hip to his ass as he reaches around to feel which pocket the card is in. He accidentally-on-purpose squeezes a cheek, before his fingers slip into the pocket, fishing for the card.]
Give me a minu-- aha!
[He's just going to wiggle that out and twist to swipe it through the lock. There's a resounding click as the door unlocks and Iskandar's weight against it and the press against the handle does the rest.
They're in.
Waver's not going to waste any time once the door shuts. He's immediately after the zipper of Iskandar's coat with a hungry growl, flinging his scarf across the room to land on the couch. His own blood is running hot enough that he doesn't have the patience for a strip tease and he doubts Iskandar does either. Maybe later, after dinner, when both their appetites have been whetted. When they're more inclined to draw things out.
His pants are rapidly tenting, cock giving a twitch within. He smiles up, chasing another kiss as he continues to work at getting Iskandar's clothes off.]