[Theo is right on the mark with his timing - scuttling over to visit Dom in a slim fitting shirt that shows just enough midriff over his jeans to be slutty before you even take into account the peek of lace at the waistband. He has a bag in one hand ("overnight bag" to some, kink & snack storage to them) and a bright smile for Dom when he sees him. Doesn't take long to land a kiss on him, it's an immediate greeting, before the door's slammed behind them and he gets right to work. Gotta run your werewolf boyfriend nice and hot to cool him off, that's just how it works.
And after a period of time spent on the bed, floor and up against at least one other piece of furniture in the room - they've ended up on the (thankfully plush) rug once again, skin slick with sweat and bodies panting. Theo grunts, arching his back - pulling out a shoe from under it and throwing it away so he can comfortably lay flat, grinning up at the ceiling before tipping his head toward Dom.]
... And to think, we haven't even used my toy yet.
[ He always feels a little insane when this phase comes around — like he's not himself, or he's too much like himself, he doesn't know, and these are the things he does to deal until it's over, orgasm after orgasm, month after month. Teddie knew how to handle him back home, at least, especially with his sigil fueling what Dom can barely keep under control without influence. Theo may not have that particular magic accessory on him, but he can at least keep up with the enthusiasm.
On the floor, dazed with affection, Dom is thinking about the lace he nuzzled when he got on his knees, now long gone and discarded somewhere along with the shoe. He leans in to brush his nose against Theo's neck, seeking warmth and the familiar smell, hand cupped over his shoulder. He doesn't really have any idea of what to expect — if it'll even get used today — but he's not apprehensive, either. ]
[Said with a disbursement of kisses, tucked in against Dom's neck. Even after needing a breather, he feels it easy to gravitate back toward him and the heat that radiates off his skin. Theo's fingers tug Dom gently toward him, back over top of him as he flattens on his back - wanting the weight of his body over him, even if they're not yet heading into the next round of rutting like wild animals.]
One's this... girthy dildo. It's pink and sparkly but - maybe I like pink things, especially when they're deep inside me.
[Heh. More kissing, more drawn out talk with a laugh:]
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I never really liked cock rings but they're a thing too ig
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The ones u have
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btw do u like lace
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Those are urs?
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you like them?
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[ Saying it like that when the tone is actually 👉👈 ]
I thought it was for girls
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oh
well, why let girls have all the fun?
it's cool, i'll just skip them all together
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I don't mind
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it's OK if you don't like it thought, different strokes for different folks
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which is different than ok
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Butt I didn't say just OK I said OK
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do you want me to wear them
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And what if he didn't ]
Yea
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I'll be over in like twenty minutes?
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[ Does he torture himself a little bit or does he get started while he thinks of the photo and lace, that's the question. ]
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And after a period of time spent on the bed, floor and up against at least one other piece of furniture in the room - they've ended up on the (thankfully plush) rug once again, skin slick with sweat and bodies panting. Theo grunts, arching his back - pulling out a shoe from under it and throwing it away so he can comfortably lay flat, grinning up at the ceiling before tipping his head toward Dom.]
... And to think, we haven't even used my toy yet.
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On the floor, dazed with affection, Dom is thinking about the lace he nuzzled when he got on his knees, now long gone and discarded somewhere along with the shoe. He leans in to brush his nose against Theo's neck, seeking warmth and the familiar smell, hand cupped over his shoulder. He doesn't really have any idea of what to expect — if it'll even get used today — but he's not apprehensive, either. ]
Which one did you bring—?
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[Said with a disbursement of kisses, tucked in against Dom's neck. Even after needing a breather, he feels it easy to gravitate back toward him and the heat that radiates off his skin. Theo's fingers tug Dom gently toward him, back over top of him as he flattens on his back - wanting the weight of his body over him, even if they're not yet heading into the next round of rutting like wild animals.]
One's this... girthy dildo. It's pink and sparkly but - maybe I like pink things, especially when they're deep inside me.
[Heh. More kissing, more drawn out talk with a laugh:]
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impending 🎀
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