Room 210, Sunday Afternoon

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Ava and Lock had meant to come visit this weekend. Or possibly Ava or Lock, since they were still being weird around each other. Because they were idiots. But in the end, neither ended up being able to come by. Some Coterie whatever, the usual. Alistair with an errand or something.

So, Ezra was spending his Sunday the way the gods had intended him to: by sprawling on his bed. And flirting with people over texts.

It was pretty great.

[ooc: Method RP as far as the doing nothing goes. Open!]

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"I understand that it can make you feel a little nervous, and we can stop whenever you like," Ezra told him mock earnestly, as he disposed of the shirt by sending it flying off the bed. "I can't promise gentle, though. I hope you understand."

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Dante shuffled out of his pants with a few practiced motions, though it did mean sliding off of Ezra for a second to make it happen. If that meant making sure he stretched out on the bed nicely for a moment, well...

"I knew this would happen as soon as you got me to take my clothes off," he sighed.

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"Foxes are predators, darling," Ezra pointed out, watching him. Leering at him, same diff.

He rolled on to his side, for the moment. His plans didn't involve him remaining on his back, fun though that could often be. "Even me."

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Dante smirked back at him, slow and languid.

"So am I," he drawled.

His hand slid forward to open up Ezra's fly.

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"No, you're a puppy." He was no such thing, but Ezra had a mind to counter that kind of smirk with teasing, just because. He glanced down. "Effectively harmless."

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"Am I, now?" Dante said, raising his eyebrows.

While sliding his hand into Ezra's pants. Get some leverage.

Well, get leverage, offer friction, same thing.

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Ezra saw no crucial difference.

He did sigh, though. "Yes. And it's not a bad thing! Puppies are very cute."

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"You know, I don't think anyone's called me cute in like four years," Dante said.

Wonder why that was. Really.

He curled his fingers around Ezra. Lazily. Seemed like the right speed now.

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"Well, you are." Of course, Ezra called almost everyone 'darling' so he probably had his own standards for cuteness as well. "You're adorable."

Now he was just joking.

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Dante let out a laugh, glanced aside, and then looked back at Ezra with comically big eyes.

"You gonna write that in my yearbook?"

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"But of course." He smiled broadly. "Right alongside compliments about your manners."

He reached down to push his pants further down. Might as well get rid of those.

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At last, Dante rolled onto his side, too, keeping his one hand moving while the other one took a moment to feel up Ezra's chest. "If that's you hoping to get a please and thank you, I'm gonna have to disappoint." Beat. "Unless you try real hard."

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"I've been known to make people beg and say please," Ezra told him lightly, kicking his pants down the bed with a sigh. He leaned forward to lick a wet strip up Dante's throat. "Sometimes even thank you. I don't expect you to do that, however."

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"Good," Dante said. "'Cause I kinda suck at it. Somehow it always comes out one word short."

He slid his thumb over the tip of Ezra's dick and sighed.

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Ezra responded with a sigh of his own, though his one had some small sound of pleasure in it. He was getting nice and hard.

He shifted a little, nipping along Dante's shoulder.

"Sometimes it's still fun to try, though."

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"Not gonna object to that," Dante said, his voice dipping a little lower on the register.

He let go of Ezra, but only so he could take Ez's balls in hand. Play with 'em a little.

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Ezra sighed a curse.

Then he bit down hard. A touch for a touch! Although his was a little rougher. He'd implied bruises and was determined to deliver.

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Dante groaned loudly. Oh, he appreciated your willingness to follow up on your promises, Ezra. Fuck.

He moved his hand back up to jack a few times, faster, and slid even closer.

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Ezra had every intention of continuing on down along Dante's body, but the hand on him was definitely slowing that down. But it also produced a little growl right against his skin, and also? There was a lot more of that skin right up here, too.

So he was going to go right ahead and suck a nice bruise over one of Dante's collarbones.

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Mmm. Dante let out a slow, wordless gasp, and the hand that had been on Ezra's chest slid up and into his hair. Encouragingly.

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Ezra hummed like the sucker for hair touching that he was. He also shifted, sliding a little further down, his teeth grazing Dante's chest as he moved.

He licked over one nipple before nipping at the skin around it. A little bit of teasing.

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You know, Dante hadn't noticed the hair touching thing before? Too distracted. Not so much now, though, with Ezra teasing. He dropped his grip on Ezra's dick because the angle was getting awkward. Instead, he ran his fingers through Ez's hair, gripping gently by the end.

He sighed.

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Maybe it was a holdover from Ezra's fox side. Or maybe it was just one of his random quirks. He really enjoyed fingers in his hair, though.

He mourned the loss of the hand around him, but at least he could focus more now. There was a little bite around the nipple he'd already been teasing, then a harsher one an inch or two lower, snagging skin between his teeth.

He traveled further down with a few idle licks and nips here and there. Brought up his hand, too, to drag his nails down over Dante's side again, bumping over ribs.

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A drawn out "Fuck," escaped from Dante's mouth, and he gave Ezra's hair another idle tug before he smoothed his fingers through it again.

He was pretty damn hard already. This kind of treatment brought out the best in him, in that regard.

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And he probably wasn't thinking about his weird weekend, either.

Ezra huffed out an amused sound, and glanced up with a smirk. "Careful, I might get the impression you're enjoying this." He licked over the top of one of Dante's hip bones. "And then I might have to do something about that."