[UC] one last tour.

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Mat moaned, tipping his head to the side. "We just got finished, Dylan.." He whimpered, drawing his knees up in an attempt to not get turned on by it. He felt the dog trying to burrow under the sheet at his waist and yelped. He picked her up, laying her back on his stomach. "That's uncharted territory, puppy." He told her, moving closer to Dylan. "I turn your dog on." He teased, looking up at Dylan with a smirk. He felt her walking across his lower stomach and groaned, pulling her up further on his chest.

"We don't play there. And by we I mean you." He told her.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan laughed. "So you're a dog molestor?" He gasped, hugging him close, kissing him again. "Awh, you don't wanna play?" He teased, daringky sucking on his neck slowly again, figertips tracing slowly up and down his chest. "Mh.." He ran his tongue over the skin, smirking against his neck.

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Mat moaned again, arching his back. "I always want to play." He said with a smirk. He moved the dog, turning over so he was face to face with Dylan. He kissed him as deeply as he possibly could, tangling his legs around one of Dylan's. He pulled him on top, draping a leg lazily around his waist.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan couldn't help but grin crookedly. He groaned against his lips, pressing down agaibst him. Again, as a tease, he started to suck on his neck, tongue brushing over the skin on occasion.

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"Fuck, Dylan.." Mat moaned, arching his hips towards Dylan. He pulled him closer, closing his eyes. He didn't think he could ever get enough of Dylan. The case usually was one of them got too tired to keep going and they decided to stop. Or someone complained after three and four hours of moaning.

"You're just gonna fucking tease me, aren't you?" He groaned.

[tony angel martyn]

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[dylan flambyte parker]

"Mhm.." He chuckled softly, kissing and licking his neck, leaving a trail of little flushed marks, teeth grazing the area.

He thrusted at him again, felt the little dog curled down by their feet out of harms way. His tongue trailed up Mat's jaw, then he kissed him long and deep.

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Mat moaned, wondering if Dylan could get him off by just rubbing against him. He met the kiss, raising a hand to his neck as he moved closer. He moaned again, pressing his hips closer. He finally pulled away, gasping for breath. "This is fucking torture." He whimpered, kissing Dylan's neck gently. He groaned, pulling the leg he had between his closer.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan chuckled in response, sliding a hand down to his hips and pausing before rubbing it between his legs above his pants. He kept it there between them, pressing his own hips down more as he continued to suck on the skin at his neck.

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Mat groaned, the thin fabric of his boxers doing nothing to help hide Mat's obvious need for Dylan. He ran a hand into his hair, holding his face closer to his neck. He whimpered, arching his back. Every move Dylan made turned Mat on even more. And he wasn't sure he could take much more of it.

"If you don't bang me, I fucking swear I'm gonna get off like this.." He complained, moving his hips against Dylan, completely serious about his statement. His other hand went to Dylan's back, his fingers slipping into the waistband of his boxers. He arched his hips up again, tugging gently on Dylan's boxers.