[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:]
[ On top of Theo, Dom rolls his eyes with a small smile, wondering what the thing might actually look like, avoiding the bizarre state of being jealous of his other self. The closest he's gotten to remembering his times as a werewolf is through dreaming, and all of that could just be made up. He'll never have a way of knowing, not unless he actually finds a way to stay in control.
In between kisses, leaning on his elbows so he can play with Theo's hair, ]
Well, one's this little vibrator plug? 's got a few different settings, but it's great for when someone's riding your dick and you wanna make sure you milk every drop out of you and into them.
[Theo talks so unabashedly - grinning at Dom, a light in his eyes accompanying the clear comfort of being in his presence. He traces a finger down the line of Dom's nose, booping him with a tap soon after.]
The other one's a nice set of beads. I haven't used beads in like, forever, but I thought what the hell, better than threatening you with a fleshlight.
[ He stares for a while; in awe, almost, though he's also guilty of just being enamored and hopelessly turned on by virtually anything Theo says. The slightest twitch between his legs gives that away, with the mental image of his boyfriend emptying himself completely into Dom's body — provided there's anything left. The boop makes him blink and come back to reality. ]
I don't know what you're actually supposed to do with those.
It's sort of... enjoying the feeling of them moving, I guess. The pressure of inserting them, some larger than others... and then feeling the relief after you pull them out. Or when your cute boyfriend pulls them out, watching your toes curl every bead of the way.
[He's trying to make it as sexy as he can, but...]
... I could do anything with you and be happy, though. I just want you to know that.
[ The same pause as before, just with a different scenario, and Dom's hand slides down Theo's side until it's at his hip, then between their bodies, fingers brushing over his dick.
It's always there — the conversation he had with Sully, the realizations, the struggle to drown them every time they surface. ]
[But, he blinks, and finds himself wanting to rectify that broad statement:]
Mmmaybe not anything. I don't - I don't like being choked, that's the one thing I'm not into. Anything else's fair game. Is... Is that a thing for Teddie too?
[ He sobers up a bit, his expression falls, and his hand slows down. It's not what he's been obsessing about over the last weeks, but between choking and the other stuff, both are just as hurtful and dangerous, and so the answer lumps them into the same category. The wake-up call makes the door that had slowly been opening close swiftly again. ]
U-uhm, no. I mean, I don't know. We never talked about it. Sorry.
[Not bitter, just - if they haven't talked about it, if it hasn't been an issue... Theo has already spent a little too long theorizing that Teddie's some sort of good end version of him, no memories and just some version of him that gets to be a kid? Is it weird to be a bit bitter about that? Hum. He snorts humorlessly at himself, and shifts under Dom. Kisses his cheek, his neck.]
Is there stuff you have talked about, or... like? Besides what we do too. Like the stuff you'd wanna do together, stuff like that.
[ It bumps him softly, loving the kisses no matter where else his mind may be. A mind reader he is not, but the shifts in Theo's heart are perceptible up close. Maybe just not enough to make him question what's going on now. ]
There wasn't a lot of talking with us, honestly. Between his sigil and my whole… [ Special relationship with the moon, ] We just. Did it.
[ Pause. ]
I guess he talked about collars sometimes. Leashes. But he jokes about stuff all the time, so.
I hope he said he'd wear them for you too. 'Cause I would.
[Has he said as much before? Feels like he has, though Theo can't remember. He's too busy sucking a hickey on Dom's skin, pinching it harder with the front line of his teeth. His hand slides down Dom's side, tickling its way between them to cup his dick.]
[ He's not really sure how it'd work — as is often the case, between his age and the limitations that two boys still living at their respective parents' houses often had. Everything (and everyone, it seems) is available here, though, and even his boyfriend's mirror has the advantage of age and apparently unlimited experience.
He shifts his hips softly, tellingly. Warm in his chest, wet where Theo's mouth left another mark. Dom adjusts them both, holds Theo's face in a way that's not quite tender. ]
You ready to go again? Then get the vibrator thing. I wanna ride you.
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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:]
And the other two...
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In between kisses, leaning on his elbows so he can play with Theo's hair, ]
What about them?
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[Theo talks so unabashedly - grinning at Dom, a light in his eyes accompanying the clear comfort of being in his presence. He traces a finger down the line of Dom's nose, booping him with a tap soon after.]
The other one's a nice set of beads. I haven't used beads in like, forever, but I thought what the hell, better than threatening you with a fleshlight.
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I don't know what you're actually supposed to do with those.
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[He's trying to make it as sexy as he can, but...]
... I could do anything with you and be happy, though. I just want you to know that.
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It's always there — the conversation he had with Sully, the realizations, the struggle to drown them every time they surface. ]
Anything?
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[But, he blinks, and finds himself wanting to rectify that broad statement:]
Mmmaybe not anything. I don't - I don't like being choked, that's the one thing I'm not into. Anything else's fair game. Is... Is that a thing for Teddie too?
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U-uhm, no. I mean, I don't know. We never talked about it. Sorry.
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[Not bitter, just - if they haven't talked about it, if it hasn't been an issue... Theo has already spent a little too long theorizing that Teddie's some sort of good end version of him, no memories and just some version of him that gets to be a kid? Is it weird to be a bit bitter about that? Hum. He snorts humorlessly at himself, and shifts under Dom. Kisses his cheek, his neck.]
Is there stuff you have talked about, or... like? Besides what we do too. Like the stuff you'd wanna do together, stuff like that.
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There wasn't a lot of talking with us, honestly. Between his sigil and my whole… [ Special relationship with the moon, ] We just. Did it.
[ Pause. ]
I guess he talked about collars sometimes. Leashes. But he jokes about stuff all the time, so.
[ A soft shrug. ]
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[Has he said as much before? Feels like he has, though Theo can't remember. He's too busy sucking a hickey on Dom's skin, pinching it harder with the front line of his teeth. His hand slides down Dom's side, tickling its way between them to cup his dick.]
Perking up a bit, hm?
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He shifts his hips softly, tellingly. Warm in his chest, wet where Theo's mouth left another mark. Dom adjusts them both, holds Theo's face in a way that's not quite tender. ]
You ready to go again? Then get the vibrator thing. I wanna ride you.
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