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[ OLD CHARACTER POSTS. Mike Chilton | Chuck ]

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[blandishment]

Yes, you are. [ He chuckles, a little surprised but not minding at all when he's pressed up against the door, his hands never once stopping through it all. Even as he kisses back, he undoes the buttons of that shirt, starting at the topmost and working his way down. ]

I am... [ He grins, whispering against his lips when they break the kiss, his hands trailing down his front to tug the shirt from inside Blaine's pants pointedly. ] Very talented at getting people off their clothes, after all.

[warbles]

It's a great talent to have. Underrated, [ He says, as Anders exposes his white t-shirt and helps him out of his button down. ] some people say. I feel like I should've just worn my coat. [ Hooker-style. He laughs as layers and layers have to be removed. They're slowly reaching the ultimate prize, two very naked people in the same room with one another. ]

[blandishment]

Underrated by those who don't have it. [ The shirt joins the coat on the floor, as Anders chuckles and leans over to kiss Blaine again, only once. Then his lips trail along his jaw, little teasing pecks until he reaches his ear. ]

No, this is fine. Better than fine. [ His hands slip under the t-shirt, a little hum against Blaine's ear as he touches the warm skin underneath. ] Like opening a Christmas present.

HTML, curses.

[warbles]

[ More clothes strewn the floor. That's okay. He can rein it in. He's with a very hot New Zealander. ] Mmm. [ He can't help but like that, the body contact, his hands finally finding Anders' bare back. ] What's your equivalent? Handing me the gift in the bag you bought it in?

[blandishment]

[ Good to know he has his priorities in order. Anders plants little pecks down his neck, then back up to nuzzle the nook behind his ear. ] Don't put this on me, you were the one who said you wanted this gift unwrapped. [ His hands slide back down, fingers lightly trailing over his navel before he starts undoing his pants. ]

[warbles]

I don't remember what you're talking about. [ He can play the part of the naive small town-er. He leans his head into that mouth, eyes sliding shut. ] You might have a hard time. They're tight. [ He won't but giving him the challenge, joking about his tight pants, he's getting a hang of this flirting thing. ]

[blandishment]

Playing innocent now, are you? [ He arches both his eyebrows, thoroughly unconvinced. As he undoes the button and tugs the fly open, he notices that the pants are indeed very tight, though the way Blaine says it has him laughing at the thinly veiled innuendo there. ]

I'll find a way. [ And as if to prove that point, with the zipper open he does manage to slide his hand under the fabric on the back, cupping his ass firmly. ]

[warbles]

I am innocent. [ He doesn't know what Anders is talking about. He bites his lower lip, grinning, eyes open again. He wants to see Anders, keep that eye contact. Creating that space between his underwear and his ass does loosen his jeans enough for them to slide down a bit. ]

[blandishment]

[ Anders just spares a hum at that, while for a bit his hand keeps touching inside the pants where he can reach, his other hand sliding up his back and under the t-shirt. Then he moves both to the waistband of the pants and starts tugging them farther down, still kissing and nibbling on Blaine's neck. ]

[warbles]

[ His pants pull his boxer briefs down with them revealing just how much he's enjoying the attention. He runs his hands up Anders' front, fingers brushing against his chest. He's stopping himself from reaching lower just yet. The anticipation makes it worth the wait. ]

[blandishment]

[ As he keeps guiding the pants down, he moves one of his hands to the front with no small amount of curiosity, knuckles lightly brushing over the now exposed shaft. Then he curls his fingers on the front of the pants and resumes tugging them down the rest of the way, seeing himself forced to lean down slightly to manage them at least past his knees. ]

[warbles]

[ Bringing a hand to his shoulder, he leans down, giving Anders the help he needs and tugging down with his other hand, pushing down so he can step out of one side. Setting his foot down again, he lifts his other leg only slightly to give Anders room to take them off completely, all but kicking them off to the side. ] Christmas morning enough for you?

[blandishment]

Better. [ Christmas gifts aren't usually of this nature. He lets himself fall to his knees for a moment there so he can pull the trousers off entirely, and that spot on the floor is exactly where they'll stay. Then lifting the hem of Blaine's t-shirt, he presses a brief kiss over his hipbone. ] I must've been a very good boy.

[warbles]

[ Blaine's over it. His clothes can stay on the ground. He'll be bothered later. Maybe tomorrow. Right now, he only has eyes to the man on his knees in front of him. ] I did just meet you. For all I know, you've been a very bad boy. [ But, it's all in good flirting. ]

[blandishment]

Well, if this is my punishment then I see no point in ever being good. [ He murmurs amusedly, kisses planted from hip to navel, his hands sliding up Blaine's sides and under that shirt. ]

[warbles]

Bad boy through and through. You should get a motorcycle. [ He threads a hand through Anders' hair encouragingly, looking down at him.

[blandishment]

[ He almost lets out a snort at that, his lips brushing barely over his hard-on when he murmurs. ] Fuck no. I like having a car much better. [ Knowing full well he's being watched right now, he slips his tongue out and laps at the length, in one single lazy motion before pulling away just a hint. ]

[warbles]

But, it really cements the bad boy - [ He hitches a breath, shutting up. He gets the hint. They've moved from banter to this. ] We'll talk later. [ His fingers graze Anders' scalp, lightly moving through his hair. ]

[blandishment]

[ He rather likes how that one gesture silences him so effectively. With an approving nod, he leans closer again, pressing his lips to the tip in a kiss before he pulls away just barely, then licks his way down to the base. ]

[warbles]

[ He's teasing him. He knows this. But, like he won't stand there and revel in it. He can't keep from biting his lower lip, dropping his head back. Maneuvering them both, Blaine makes it so that it's his back against the door now, giving himself something to brace against while Anders goes to town on his dick. ]

[blandishment]

[ He pauses for a moment when Blaine moves, then follows as he rests his back against the door. Resuming his kissing and licking along the length, Anders moves one of his hands down to trace lines between Blaine's legs, up until his fingers lightly brush over his sac. ]

[warbles]

Is it -- sufficient? [ It's hard not to talk, to sit back and let Anders take control. He does tend to be the type-A student. But, he's also trying to push away his own insecurities. Anders' experience, his age, it doesn't need Blaine's nervousness. ]

[blandishment]

[ He glances up at the question, a small smile on his lips even though he knows where that question comes from. He pulls away again, though only an inch or so apart, pointedly looking down Blaine's body, then back up to his face. ] Hmm yes, very... pleasing. [ Then, all in slow and blatantly lewd motions, he opens his mouth and captures the tip of the cock between his lips, sucking on it just once. ]

[warbles]

[ His mouth drops open, eliciting an appreciative noise. His smile widens into a grin. How can he be so lucky? Anders is completely distracting him from the class he's skipping right now. Class? What class? ]

[blandishment]

[ If he were thinking about that class right now then Anders would be doing something terribly wrong, and that just doesn't happen when it comes to this. With that pleased sound, he slides his lips along the length a little more, the tip pressing against his tongue. ]