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Sounds like a good plan.

[ Rude kisses him again. ]

The syrup is in the kitchen?

Brought it to the room, actually. Even put an enchantment on the bedding to make cleanup easier.

I love it when you think ahead.

[ Rude grins and then moves to pick Dorian up and throw him over his shoulder to carry him to the bedroom ]

Thank you, I-! [ Dorian lets out a surprised laugh when he’s picked up, but he stays still as he’s carried, not wanting to risk jostling Rude’s hold. ]

Now you’re just showing off!

Yep

[ Rude isn't going to try to deny it. Who wouldn't want to show off for their boyfriend anyway. ]

Gives me good access to your ass.

[ He reaches up with his free hand and gives it a playful smack. ]

Can’t even wait until you’ve properly got me on the bed, can you? My arse isn’t going anywhere…

[ it’s not the most comfortable way to be carried, but he is enjoying the access it gives Rude. ]

Why should I have to wait to get my hands on my boyfriend? Besides you look cute like this.

Because you’ll have far more access once I’m on the bed.

[ a faint blush dusts his cheeks at being called cute. ]

I do like being picked up…

I know you do. It is a pity I can only do it here. At least like this.

[ He opens the door and carries Dorian over to the bed. He is a lot more gentle when he lays the mage down than he was when he picked him up but he quickly moves to pin him and kiss him firmly. ]

[ he doesn’t think anyone would object to him being carried, but he’s not going to push the topic, not when he’s being laid on the bed and kissed so deeply. A moan sounds, muffled against Rude’s lips and Dorian loops his arms behind the other man’s neck. ]

[ Rude continues the kiss for as long as he can before he has to come up for air. Then he moves on to Dorian's neck, kissing his way down it and pulling at his shirt. ]

[ By the time Rude's lips wander away from his own and attend to his neck, Dorian is arching his back and stretching out beneath him, arms raised cooperatively to get the shirt off and out of the way. ]

[ Rude breaks away from Dorian's neck to kiss the skin of Dorian's chest as it is exposed. ]

Fuck Dorian, the things you do to me... [ making his head spin with want and love and need. He leans up to place another soft kiss on Dorian's lips. ]

Now, the syrup...

[ Dorian arches further, displaying as much of himself as he can with half of his outfit still blocking the rest of Rude's view. They'll get to it, in time. ]

Bedside.

[ Rude looks up and then reaches for the syrup. The first bit is easy enough, just a line down Dorian's chest that he quickly licks before he looks up at his dominant. ]

It tastes better when I get to lick it off you

[ he knew it was going to look and feel amazing, and Rude did not disappoint. A groan leaves him and the mage stretches out fully, making sure that he's offering as much of himself to Rude's mouth as possible. ]

[ Rude chuckles fondly at the way Dorian stretches and then runs his hand over Dorian's chest before drizzling more syrup over him. This time he takes it much slower as he laps it up, making sure every inch of Dorian is clean before he moves on. ]

[ Dorian draws a slow and deep breath as Rude licks up his chest, working the syrup off of his bronze skin until he's glistening ever so delicately with the man's saliva. ]

[ Rude pauses for a moment to take in the picture of that. ]

Fuck you're hot. I am almost tempted to take a picture of this to keep for those nights you're busy.

[ he’s far from opposed to pictures and if anything, lounges further at the suggestion. ]

Go right ahead. I do make a pretty picture.

You do.

[Rude reaches for his device on the nightstand and then flips it to record as he drizzles pretty little patterns of syrup on Dorian's chest. After capping the bottle again he runs a finger though some of the syrup and then offers the finger to Dorian to taste.]

[ a heady look of arousal takes over his expression, pleased by the attention and relaxed under the recording. He sweeps his tongue briefly between his lips and then gasps softly at the drizzle of syrup lands on his bronze skin, looking up at Rude and then the camera of the device.

He’s only been recorded in a similar position for his first month in the city and to be bared, pleased and admired in such a way scratches an itch he had no idea existed.

Dorian licks at that offered finger and doesn’t stop until the digit is either cleaned up or pulled away. ]

[ Rude lets him clean it up all nice and good before he leans down to start licking the syrup off Dorian's chest, all nice and slow while he looks up at Dorian. ]

I don't know what tastes best, you or the syrup.

[ Dorian hums as the lap of Rude's tongue on his chest, cleaning up some of the syrup. ]

Keep licking and I'm sure you'll find out.

[ Rude looks up at him with an raised eyebrow ]

You think I can get you to cum just from licking you clean?

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