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From:

lestercraft

His gaze drifts slowly down his partner as he shifts his weight, pulling back a little so he can shift Sheehan's pants down, and hum appreciatively.

"Ah, I might have found my favourite view of you as well."

From:

heyboss

"That isn't fair," he hisses, raising his hips to slide them off. "You're just stealing my idea."

He runs a hand down along Arthur's chest and sits up, kissing his neck, his shoulder, playfully biting along his collarbone with blunt teeth.

From:

lestercraft

He's still sensitive so soon after, so the kisses make him gasp, the bite gets a soft moan, and it's a challenge now, in the best possible way, to keep his hand steady on Sheehan.

"Mm- should I rephrase it?" He kisses along Sheehan's jaw, so he can murmur right in his ear, low and seductive. "I'd be more than happy if this was the last thing I ever saw."

From:

heyboss

He can't help the groan, deep in his chest, at the almost primal reaction to that voice against his ear.

"God - damn you, Arthur," he moans, begging him in so many words as his mind seems to short circuit.

From:

lestercraft

That gets a deep chuckle, and he toys lightly with Sheehan's ear with those too-sharp teeth as he shifts his grip, changes his pace just so when it gets a reaction from Sheehan.

From:

heyboss

Sheehan grips him tighter, one hand in his hair, the other raking fingers down his back at the feeling of those teeth.

"Christ," he breathes, letting out a frustrated laugh.

From:

lestercraft

Oh, the temptation to draw this out longer is very real.

He kisses down Sheehan's jaw again, letting his fangs scrape deliberately, harmlessly across his neck before he traces the lines with his tongue and a breathless laugh.

From:

heyboss

Sheehan is aching for him, but he can't do much more than rock against him, taking his mouth in his teeth, biting his lip in desperation.

"Ass," he laughs.

From:

lestercraft

"Why, doctor," he practically purrs against his neck. "It's almost like you want me to bite you."

Which is how Arthur slides down to the crook of Sheehan's shoulder - safer, no jugular to worry about - cups Sheehan's neck in his free hand and opens his mouth, just resting pointed teeth against the soft curve as his other hand moves faster, pulling Sheehan closer to the brink.

From:

heyboss

"I want you to do something," he laughs. "Instead of - " But whatever he was going to say is cut off as his feet dig deeply into the bed and he rakes nails across his shoulders. He cries out, reaching hsi peak, and buries his face in Arthur's neck.

From:

lestercraft

Sheehan bucks up and he closes his mouth quickly to avoid actually hurting him, but he still gives a sharp moan himself at the not-unpleasant scratches down his back, tangling his fingers in Sheehan's hair to hold him close as he rides it out.

And when it passes, Arthur loosens his grip so he can kiss Sheehan's cheek, tilt his face to find his mouth and press deeply against it.

From:

heyboss

The world is an exhausted haze until that kiss, and he hones in on it with a sigh. He wants to say so much, but all that comes out is a shiver of a sigh.

From:

lestercraft

He shifts to lie down next to Sheehan with a soft noise, and idly kicks his shoes and pants off the rest of the way.

"I love you too," he mumbles fondly with another lingering kiss.

From:

heyboss

He wraps his arms around him, pulling him beside instead of atop.

"I had no idea," he mutters. "You're so quiet about it."

From:

lestercraft

He rests his head against Sheehan's shoulder with a dazed, light laugh.

"Oh, so perhaps I should finally shout it from the rooftops," he teases easily, practically beaming. "Let the whole Barge know I'm deeply and madly in love with you."