[OPEN] im not o-fucking-kay.

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Mat whimpered, wrapping his arms around him. He met the kiss with nothing but sheer and utter need. A need to feel Dylan again, a need to be his, a need to feel him as close as he could.. He reached up, cupping his cheek as he kissed him deeply. It felt the same as it had three years ago, the same as it had the first time and every time after. That sense of urgency, the need, the way his stomach felt like it was going to explode with butterflies..

He slowly slipped out of his own jeans, struggling to get them off. "Damn you, satan pants.." He cursed, gritting his teeth.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan met the kiss, pulling him up close, nails tracing down his body. And then he was at his neck, tongue, teeth and lips, trying to leave those once familiar marks. He paused as Mat cursed, gently helping him out of his jeans before he was searching his lips out again, tongue touching the lower one then slipping back into his mouth.

He slid a hand down even lower, pulling on Mat's jeans.

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Mat felt Dylan's tongue on his lower lip and parted them, his tongue finding Dylan's before their lips actually met. He felt Dylan's hand down his body, such a familiar feeling. He kissed him deeply, his hand rubbing at his hip. He tugged his boxers lower, running his fingers over the newly exposed skin.

His hand found Dylan's, pushing it down further. He rocked his hips against it, whimpering as his fingers traced circles in Dylan's hips. "Dyl.." He moaned, arching his back. "If you don't fuck me soon I'm going to die.." He groaned, resorting to rubbing against his hand again.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan kissed him deeply, pressing his hand down between them, grinding against it some as well. "You already did," He complained. He bent down for another kiss, reaching down and freeing Mat of the lastt of his clothes.

-doo dee doo-

Dylan curled up against Mat, rubbing at his bared chest, the familiar body. "I love you..." He mumbled, cheek pressed to the cool stage as he searched Mathieu's eyes.

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Mat finished wiggling into his boxers before turning over. He smiled over at Dylan, reaching over to stroke his cheek. "I love you too.." He whispered, his fingers tracing over Dylan's jaw. He leaned over, kissing him softly before laying his head on the stage. He reached over, taking Dylan's hand into his. He held it close, slowly tangling their fingers together. He squeezed his hand gently, wondering how much time he had with him, wondering if someone else would come along and steal Dylan from him.

"I love you more than anything.. I always have and I always will.." He mumbled, his voice slightly scratching from moaning he hadn't done in years. "I blame my lost voice on you and your ways of making me scream." He said with a smile.