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( ooc: continued from here! )

[ Sliding into the space Kerry affords him is easy, even though his focus is split now between the growing tightness in his pants and the way his tongue presses against the man's lips. He wants to lick into Kerry's mouth, bold and hungry.

The hand at Kerry's side drops down further, fingers grasp at his leg to guide it upward and open his hips up. He's aching to be inside Kerry, to feel the tight channel of warmth to thrust inside of, but he loves this too. Foreplay because it feels just as good to be up close and personal with the man, whole body alight with anticipation. Anticipation which is only magnified under the strength of their bond, their synchrony. ]

[Throughout their conversation since V got home, Kerry has felt exposed in ways that mean more to him than naked skin. The idea that after sharing so much of himself he'd open himself up to V and invite him in only makes so much sense.

His legs open to V without hesitation. He already feels like a horny teenager with V, but it's so much worse with Synchrony. That connection acts like a loop, as he senses V's desire to him as much as his own desire for V.]

[ Sharing what he's thinking and feeling isn't exactly new to V. He's had enough of sharing his brain with Johnny to know what not really being alone in what you're experiencing on that level means. Maybe it's given him a little headstart on adapting, but with Kerry this is all still new.

His breath catches in his throat as he feels Kerry's desire, like it's reaching out for his own to entangle together. It's only then that his hand slides between them as he lifts his hips, popping the button of his pants and trying to loosen them with just his thumb. ]

[The angle they're at doesn't give Kerry a lot of options to help V out of his clothes. He likes unwrapping V like a present and touching as much as he can, but there's something about being under V while he prepares to take more pleasure out of his body that is hot on its own.

He touches what he can of V, running a hand over his arm.]

[ His body feels like it's singing with how much he already feels, and part of him's amused at the apt comparison. He's never been all that gifted when it comes to holding a tune, but at least what they're doing right now's a duet he can excel in.

His pants are pushed haphazardly down over his ass, bunched tight around thighs until he's wriggling to crawl out of them, all the while his hands sliding and touching at Kerry beneath him. Fingertips explore the expanse of inked skin and expensive chrome, turning and tilting as they glide over curves he already loves. ]

Didn't happen'ta find lube here, did ya?

Might've bought some. [Kerry mutters. After their tryst in the space station, it had seemed a good idea to make sure to bring some home. They had money from the government here for essentials and that sure as hell felt essential to him.

He gestures to the bedside drawer set he had shoved it into for just this sort of situation.]

[ Grinning into the crook of Kerry's neck - his mouth had found itself there, sucking at warm skin like he wants to overload all his senses - one of V's hands blindly reaches out to paw at the nightstand. Eventually he gets a hold of the small handle, but it takes glancing up unwillingly from the man beneath him to actually spot the lube.

All he wants right now is to fuck into Kerry, to remind the both of them on a physical level that they're both here. Maybe fancy words fail him sometimes, but this never does. He fucks with his whole body, with the kind of enthusiasm befitting a choom of his age. ]

Prepared. I like it.

[Kerry is glad that V doesn't have to move off of him to get the lube. He likes the sensation of having V's body on top of him. When V looks to the side, Kerry takes that moment to lean up and kiss the side of V's head and neck.]

More like I figured you'd wanna fuck as soon as we could...

[He says it as if he isn't exactly the same. V can even feel how much he wants it with their bodies pressed so close together.]

Mmm-hmm. 'cause you weren't thinkin' 'bout this too. Obviously.

[ Right here and now, everything that's been on his mind quietly fades into the background. It's still there; new world, a brain he can't rely on, Kerry's concerns about being here, Jackie being alive again, the knowledge that Johnny's here too.

It all just takes a backseat to the sound of Kerry's voice, the feel of his lips against the side of his neck and the weight of his desire that V can feel like a partner to his own. The shape and coolness of the bottle of lube clutched in one hand, ripe for opening and using the best way he knows how. ]

Love feelin' you like this. 's uh... can feel what you're feelin'.

[ He's already uncapped the lube, shifted enough so he has both hands to squeeze some out over his fingers, messy in the best ways. ]

Imagine how it'll feel once your cock is in me. [He trails his hands over V and kisses him again, wanting to keep the contact as much as they both can while some of V's attention has to be on getting the lube ready.

He feels like the anticipation of V being inside of him has never felt this intense. He usually hates waiting but riding on the sensation of their shared desire feels like its own high.]

[ Desire bolts through him so fast it makes him shiver. He knows the feel of Kerry around his dick, tight and hot and so ready for him to pound. The kisses aren't so much distracting but adding to everything, and for a fleeting moment the urge to thrust inside of Kerry right this second is so overwhelming his brain just stops, stuck on that.

Except he's not a fan of the idea of hurting Kerry, and as much as he's desperate to be inside him, he forces himself to coat his fingers with lube as methodically as he can. ]

Ready for me, Ker?

[ His voice is hoarse, tangled up in everything he can feel. ]

V, if you don't stick something inside o' me right the fuck now I'm gonna explode.

[Kerry replies and then nips at V's neck to show he's serious. He can sense how much V wants him. Feeling so desired in a way that is so personal and intimate feels like a drug all on its own.

He shifts his hips to make sure he's angled in a way to make it easier for V to reach.]

Not ready f'you to explode yet.

[ Fond amusement plays around the edges of his mind and he moves with Kerry as those slim hips angle up, settles himself between those thighs.

Laying like this, he's got space and opportunity to drop his mouth to Kerry's chest, bristles brushing over smooth skin as he circles a finger around the tight hole he's desperate to get inside of. He might be teasing a little, holding on to what little self-control he has just to stoke the impatient fire inside of Kerry a fraction higher. ]

Hn. [Kerry's hand moves to the back of V's head as V starts kissing his chest. When V teases instead of pushing in, his fingers tighten and pull at V's hair lightly. Not enough to actually hurt, but still making a statement.

He might enjoy the shared anticipation, but he's remembering why he hates waiting too.]

[ The hair pulling drags a low laugh from V's lips, escaping the spaces between his mouth and Kerry's skin. Lifting his chin just enough, he presses his mouth along a golden collarbone, and only when he's working his way up to suck at the pulse point in Kerry's throat does he put enough pressure behind that finger to slide past that tight ring of muscle.

His cock's already aching, hard and nudging distractingly into the inside of Kerry's leg, and the feel of that tight channel even around one finger's not doing anything to help that desire to fuck Kerry all the way into tomorrow. ]

Fuck.

Not quite yet... [Is Kerry's smart ass reply. His voice hitches as he speaks. His back arches into the sensation of being entered, even if it's just a finger for now.]

Better be soon though.

[ This is just as overwhelming as it was on the sky station; like V not only feels his finger press into Kerry, but also what Kerry's feeling too. Kerry arches up under him and for whatever reason it chips away at any sense of control.

His finger slides deeper, further into the heat of Kerry's body and feels like closer to his desire, optics trained very specifically on Kerry's face, watching his expression with naked interest. Fuck he loves seeing Kerry like this, loves knowing that he's the choom undoing this beautiful man. ]

[Kerry locks on to V's eyes and smirks, looking far too pleased that he got exactly what he wanted -- even as they both know this is just the pre-show. He hums in pleasure as V's finger moves deeper inside of him.]

You feel that? You feel how much I want more of you?

Yeah.

[ The single word's more of a murmured agreement, gaze fixed on Kerry's now even as he's twisting his finger, sliding it past the knuckle. Lube's pretty important for this in particular, V's modified fingers more than capable of extending further than the average person's. But lubing them up first's the difference between a good time and putting Kerry out of commission for a week at least.

He definitely doesn't want that, especially obvious in the way his cock's pressing all the harder into the inside of Kerry's thigh, aching to be inside of him like they both want. Instead of following that particular urge yet, he twists his finger again, reaching for that one spot inside of Kerry that's bound to make his gaze heat up all the more. ]

[Kerry groans as V works his finger inside of his body. He always loves how skilled V is with his hands. He finds ways to exploit Kerry's body and drive them both crazy with need.

He shifts his leg, trying to rub against V's cock to taunt him while they prepare his body.]

[ The groan is like music to his ears, the sweetest tune and more effective than any goading Kerry could've laid on him. Layered on top of all that's the Synchrony, vibing with their already strong bond and ramping it up in ways V doesn't think even the most preem BD could achieve.

When all's said and done, how he feels about Kerry's pouring into what they're doing, and how Kerry feels is cascading back into him in return. It's nova in ways that try stealing the breath from right out of his lungs.

Call it enthusiasm for all of that, or maybe a touch of impatience, but V's finger crooks inside Kerry once more before he's starting to slide it out, wants to double up on his efforts until Kerry's shouting louder. ]

[Kerry is almost to the point where he wants to demand V add more when V pulls away to do just that. He makes a pleased sound deep in his artificial throat.]

Can't wait until that's your cock in me. [He mutters as his leg keeps moving back and forth to keep on teasing V.]

[ Even if he wanted to, V can't help the groan that's coaxed out of him just by the sweet friction Kerry's leg provides. Out of sight his thumb slides up the crease of Kerry's leg, a slow advance as he presses two fingers against his ass and inside, groaning again at how tight Kerry feels around them.

He's faster this time, spurred on by that insistent teasing against his cock, by Kerry's low voice, mouth shaping words that only make him want this more. ]

[Kerry's body opens to V as they work against one another. Kerry allows himself to settle into the pleasure of having V's fingers inside of himself. Their connection gives him bursts of V's pleasure to feed off of too, which fuels him to keep rubbing against V as he works.

He can't help but smirk as he watches V's face. He likes teasing his beautiful merc.]

[ Expression a mix of desire and frustration, it's as open as it usually is. He's not all too good at keeping what he's feeling under wraps, and Kerry's one of those people who get the raw, totally unfiltered view.

He couldn't feel closer to the man he's working open with his fingers than he does right now, sharing all these sensations, his own desire tangling up with Kerry's. It's overwhelming, filling up cold corners of his mind with heat and love and loyalty. At some point he glances up and catches the smirk playing over Kerry's features. Fuck, it's beautiful. ]

You ready? 'cause I'm gonna explode otherwise.

[ His words are hoarse and low, verging on desperation almost. He needs to fuck Kerry, desperately wants to inch them that much closer together and share everything he's feeling right now. ]

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