[CLOSED] nothing but broke promises.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor met the kiss, tongue touching Deacon's teeth before he smirked. "I-I can't have sex, you're not o-on restriction though," He teased, hand playing over Deacon's chest slowly. He ran his tongue over his jaw, eyes growing mischievous as he gazed over at him.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon groaned, biting his lip at the touch. He thought of everything -anything- to keep his mind off of what Connor was doing. "Sex isn't as fun without you involved." He said, realizing just how stupid that sounded after he said it. He wanted to push him on his back and kiss him as deep as he could manage. But he didn't want to ruin Connor's fun, either.

"Maybe your restrictions apply to me too." He teased, running a hand through his hair.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor snickered. "Mm..do th-they?" He murmured, teeth testing the skin of his shoulder playfully. He stretched out, tangling their legs together, and kissed his chin before finding his lips again.

[deacon reid rudman]

"Yes. Yes they do." He moaned, rolling Connor over onto his back as he kissed him back, his tongue tracing across his. His hands wandered down his body and his hips rocked gently. He started kissing along Connor's jaw, wanting him so badly. He dug his nails into the bed, forcing himself to stop. 'Can't get his heart rate up..' He thought, his lips finding Connor's again as he stopped rocking his hips. He traced his tongue along Connor's bottom lip, running it over his lipring with a smirk.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor groaned, arching up against him. "Not f-fair..." He comained, meeting the kiss. He closed his eyes, lips parting, and smiled at the touch of Deacon's tongue. He drew in a breath, arching beneath him gently. They could at least mess around a little, right? As long as he was careful..

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon moaned, drawing his legs closer. They were so tangled, he couldn't tell where his ended, and Connor's began. He pressed down against him, digging his nails further into the sheets. But if his dead heart was beating, he could only assume Connor's was beating too fast. He rolled over onto his side, pulling him close for another slow kiss. He tangled his fingers in Connor's hair, tipping his head to the side to kiss him deeper.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor rolled over some, meeting the kiss, chest aching faintly. Drawing in a slow breath, it faded, and he pulled off indifference when he realized he was just breathless, too parnoid. He wrapped an arm over him, kissed him slow and gentle.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon smiled, his hands going to Connor's hips to pull him closer. His heart slowed, and finally stopped beating. He kissed him slowly, holding him close. He liked the feeling of Connor's mouth on his, his tongue wandering around the familiar mouth. He trailed his tongue slowly across the roof of Connor's mouth, his hands rubbing gently at his hips. He wrapped his arms tighter around him, pulling him as close as he could get.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor scooted closer, arm and leg wrapped around him. He kissed him again, tongue brushing Deacon's own. Eyes closed once more, lips moving softly against his, breaths slow. It was hard trying to keep control, he didn't want to go slow, but he was sort of getting the hang of it.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon kept him close, realizing just how grateful he was for the two times he had been able to carelessly go about being with Connor. He almost wished he had let go of those words that still haunted him, the word that was carved into his stomach sooner. He didn't want to let him go, didn't want to stop. He wanted so badly to be with him again, but he couldn't.

He pressed his hand to the small of his back, pulling him closer. He trailed his kisses across Connor's jaw, trying to catch his breath. "I love you so fucking much.." He breathed, shifting his hips.