http://fonicfraccion.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] fonicfraccion.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] abyssdressing2011-11-04 06:32 pm

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[Something's not quite right here, so naturally, it really must be wrong. After all, who just leaves a scrumptious looking triple layer cake with butter cream frosting just sitting on a table in the middle of a street? Certainly not a dorky not-quite-alive replica on the look out for specimens that honestly thinks humans are dumb enough to fall for this. Nope, not at all.]
engel: (< Strawberry Shortcake)

[personal profile] engel 2011-11-12 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ A sentiment Asch shared with much enthusiasm as he obliged Luke's insistence with a frisky grope, thumb dancing over the head. It was an interesting feat to worm your way out of your clothes when your hand was down somebody else's pants. Good thing Asch likes challenges. ]

[ With quiet pants escaping from in between nips to Luke's bottom lip, he paused to consider the question, then the temperature, then finally his own need. ]

Hmm... I'm sure you'll keep me warm enough...
engel: (Dreams we once had)

[personal profile] engel 2011-11-14 10:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ "Know thy self, know thy enemy." Or in this case, know thy part-time lover-boyfriend-friend-with-benefits. It certainly makes things more enjoyable for the both of them when all Asch had to do was squeeze just so or drag his tongue along Luke's collarbone to get a reaction. ]

I'd expect nothing less...
engel: (All we are)

[personal profile] engel 2011-11-16 01:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ W-well, he's not sure what to call this relationship, okay! In some respects, he's still not much better than Luke was at that age. Thankfully there is some things he's more experienced with. Such as keeping his balance to press down on Luke's groin while teeth scraped from one side of his neck to the other, where is licked again. ]

Like you'd have it any other way.
engel: (< Route)

[personal profile] engel 2011-11-17 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Only pants and the socially required undergarments left to go. Though his own bottoms were left mostly on to fend off the chill, Asch made quick work of Luke's remaining clothes. He all but pinned the replica against the wall, grinding their hips together at a fevered pace while his hand ventured around back for a grope. ]

I love it when you beg...