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*Have a Luke, long hair tied up, guitar strapped to his back as he ends up in the dressing room*

...What the hell? This isn't the recording studio...

((Prompted along by

metaruheido, I've created a 10yl!version of

crimsonsymfonic. He's not as pleasant as his younger self...a bit more jaded by the music biz and alot ~~bitchier~~ less playful than what he used to be. Still a good guy though, deep down. Say hi, if you'd like~.))

((Post is a little risque too...Not for the kiddies. ^^;))

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*Luke's body arches at the sudden but welcome sensation of the other's warm mouth around his length, the moan that escaped him long and low* Mnn-god...Asch...

*slowly, and thoroughly, sucks him*

*thrusts his hips slightly with each suck, relishing in the wet heat surrounding him*

*gonna be pinning his hips down, still sucking him slowly*

*Makes a soft noise of dissapointment at the hands pinning him before letting his hands settle in the other's hair, just enjoying the attention* Nnn...

Mm...

Aah...*Luke's body begins to tense, the consistent licks and sucks sending him close to the edge* A-Asch I think...

*lifts his head up slightly* I'll swallow every single drop. *aaaaaand goes back to sucking him*

F-fuck... *and surely enough, after another minute of that pleasurable mouth on his lenghth, he comes, gripping the other's hair tightly as he let's himself go* NNnn...

*oh boy, it's been a while, so he's trying so hard not to gag, but does swallow all of it, now lifting his head up slowly, giving him one last suck*

*Luke is a mass of extremely satisfied goo at the moment; feel free to snap him out of it*

*jut shifts so he's pretty much laying on top of him, now kissing his neck, and grinding his hips into Luke*

*Luke practically purrs at the sensual touches, hips moving up to meet the other's and shivering with every brush of sensitive length against Asch's clothed one*

*roaming hands are roaming, touches featherlight*

*definitely purring now, hands moving to tug at the belt-loops of the other's jeans; Asch is way too dressed~*

*well, Luke should have dealt with that earlier~ and it's not like Asch is moving to do anything about that, too, but just waiting for Luke's move*

*Luke's hands maneuver the already undone fabric down, making sure to pulls the boxers along with them, and quickly grasps the other's length with his own, pumping them simultaneously*

*groans quietly, now clinging to Luke*

*Luke continues to stroke the lengths in tandem, lips pressing kisses onto the other's neck as he tries to steady his breathing*

*throws his head back, breathing unsteady and shaky*

*Luke moans slightly as he picks up the pace, his length now fully erect against the other's own*

G-god... so good.... *thrusts into his hand*

*The extra friction makes Luke arch up into him making a soft whimpering sound as he continues his strokes, almost frenzied now in their pace* Fuck Asch...

*oh, well, if his actions get that kind of sound from Luke, he's just gonna keep thrusting into his hand, then*

*The sounds grow more frequent at the added movement, Luke's voice catching in his throat* Aah-ah-Asch!