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[winterbolt]

Angelina is a black horse with white markings on her face in this sorry I can't picture her as being any other color-

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[lupusxylem]

Well...hey.

[Hey...]

What're we doin' wastin' our time here...?

[A genuine question, perhaps, as they whisper sweet nothings to each other in the middle of the saloon. It's only thanks to Wolfwood's hat resting low over his face that nobody will be able to see just how red he is, and it's not just from how much alcohol he's consumed.]

C'mon...

[Gives his thigh a squeeze.]

[eidxiety]

[...

You know what. Yeah. Why are they still here, the sun is going down and the girls are going to have their boobies out in a second, Ain doesn't care for women boobies let's bail. He's scooting off of Wolfwood's lap and grabbing his guitar case. Let's go.]

You don't want to sober up first at the inn, do you?

[You wanna be fucking drunk for this, don't you, Wolfwood... whatever, Ain is past the point of caring, he's developed an Attachment to this man and he's going to drag Wolfwood out of the saloon if he doesn't get his ass up.]

[lupusxylem]

Tchhh...take too long.

[And he's horny now. That's his excuse and he's sticking to it-

Wolfwood will happily get up to leave, adjusting his coat around himself as he moves to stand, pressing the remains of his cigar into an ashtray on the table.

...before promptly very nearly falling over. He is druuuunk. Like, can barely stand drunk. Four glasses of whiskey is a lot, turns out-]

[eidxiety]

[...

He's gonna be too drunk to get it up, sighs... Ain will scoop his drunk boy up and let him lean on Ain for support. Now this is gonna be an embarrassing walk home because everyone outside is gonna be like "that man's poor wife is carrying his drunk ass home, get a job idiot" and meanwhile Ain's just taking his sweet ass time on the walk so that Wolfwood has a second to Exist.]

Well, you're the one that drank four glasses of whiskey, love.

[Off they go... down the street, toward the inn... Elria and Angelina will eventually get to watch these two as they pass like?? fathers stupid?? Fathers stupid!!]

[lupusxylem]

[Fathers stupid...but that's going to translate to fathers getting laid, so who is the stupid one here really?

Wolfwood lets out a vague sort of mumbling sound as Ain comments on his serial whiskey drinking back there, which...yeah, he probably got excited and had too much. Can you blame him though, he saw his wife (that isn't his wife) on stage and was like wow...his wife...he loves his fukcging wife...

Wolfwood has maybe not been this drunk in a very long time.

They will make it to the Inn in one piece, even if it means publicly humiliating himself by being so sloshed that Ain had to walk him there. Thankfully Wolfwood isn't really paying attention to anyone else as they make it back to their room, and...they will barely make it inside before Wolfwood is pivoting, wobbling, on his heel, taking Ain by the upper arms as he pushes him up against the inside of the door, pressing his lips once again to the side of his neck.

Smooch smooch smooch he loves you his internal gay crisis has bubbled to the surface and there are no braincells alive to stop him right now-]

[eidxiety]

[The cool night air has done nothing for Wolfwood's sobriety, he sees. This is fine, though, because once they're in the room and Wolfwood is pressing him to the door? Suddenly Ain doesn't actually care that much that Wolfwood is barely coherent or only seems to be really passionate about these things when night hits and he's intoxicated. Wild how one neck-kiss has changed his entire outlook!

One becomes multiple, and Ain is glad he's in that off-shoulder top now instead of the high-collared one he was wearing before he started the act for tonight. He tilts his head to give Wolfwood more purchase while his hands fiddle with buttons on both jacket and shirt alike.]

You are too damn attractive when you take charge, you know...

[Who'd have thought that it would be Wolfwood pinning him to the door? Not Ain. Ain figured he'd go collapse in a drunken heap and be unable to move.]

[lupusxylem]

[Ain is just as surprised as Wolfwood will be when he remembers this come morning. Well. What parts of it he does remember. The jury is still out on that one.

In the meantime, he isn’t holding back for once. He kisses sloppily at the side of Ain’s neck, down his throat and to his collar where he nips with his teeth, rutting his hips up against his front mindlessly all the while.]

Mmhm…want you….

[Carnally? Emotionally? Perhaps both…he’ll never tell. Whatever it is, the gay crisis doesn’t exist when he’s this drunk. And it’s made immediately clear by the erection Ain will feel pressed into his leg that Wolfwood has been thinking about this ever since he saw him up on that stage.]

[eidxiety]

[Nothing makes a man feel more wanted than when there's an entire dick pressed to his thigh, amen. Ain is yet again praying that Wolfwood admits he's gay so they can move on with their lives, but that doesn't look like it's gonna happen any time soon. This may as well be some type of admittance, sure, but Ain prefers verbal agreements and acknowledgements.

Either way... due to someone saying he wanted to be fucking whipped and stepped on, Ain is sporting something of a stiffy himself, which Wolfwood will feel when Ain grinds their hips together and exhales on a moan about it.]

Yeah? Come and get me, then.

[lupusxylem]

[Come and get him, huh? A bold request for someone who has been so flighty and avoidant about direct contact and affection this entire time. But now that he’s as drunk as he is? Those inhibitions are more than lowered. They are gone. They are on the fucking floor, and Wolfwood’s ape brain takes that as a direct challenge. Perhaps a challenge to his manhood, perhaps just a challenge in general, but a challenge nonetheless.

So…he grabs Ain up by the waist, lifting him up against the wall so that he can kiss him from a lower angle, with Ain’s hands resting on his shoulders. He’s more than welcome to wrap his legs around his hips if he wants, but that might be a dangerous idea when Wolfwood is still as wobbly as he is. The wall is saving him from faceplanting with them both, otherwise please do NOT let this man carry you anywhere-

And the kiss is intense. Relentless. Very…uncoordinated, and sloppy, but the passion(???) is there, his moans muffled into Ain’s mouth.]

[eidxiety]

[Ohhh but Ain wants to wrap his legs around Wolfwood so badly... he may be the domme in this relationship, but he is not against wrapping his legs around a man's hips, okay. And he also can't lift Wolfwood, which is fucking unfair. Ain weighs about as much as a sack of potatoes, most of him is just squish, and it is in moments like these that he realises he really is on the light side of things.

This is not a bad thing. Wolfwood may or may not fall over, but Ain is hardly thinking about that as he secures his thighs around those hips. It causes the skirt to fully ride up now, it may as well not even be on, but it's coming off eventually so who cares. Not Ain, who is currently gyrating his hips against Wolfwood's, moaning loudly into their kiss.

Turns out everything makes you a lot hornier when you've got Feelings for a guy. Turns out also that being lifted is one of Ain's Things, so oops.]

[lupusxylem]

[It is obscene, the sounds they’re both mutually making right now. Wolfwood isn’t trying to keep his voice down, isn’t considering the fact their neighbors can hear through these thin walls. Ain’s moans sounding like a woman’s don’t matter when Wolfwood is already this lost in the sauce, lapping at his lips and catching them between his teeth before pushing him up the wall a little further, rocking his length incessantly into the space between Ain’s legs underneath that hiked up skirt.

This goes on for as long as Wolfwood’s legs can stand it, but eventually his knees start to give out. He reluctantly has to put Ain back down because he’s too drunk to keep him aloft, still kissing restlessly at his lips and jawline, whimpering like a dog all the while.

Horny :(]

[eidxiety]

[Horny :(

Ain is amazed Wolfwood has managed to be hard at all, considering how much whiskey is in his system, but... you know it's fine, whatever, who cares. He starts backing the both of them up to the bed when he's set down, pushing Wolfwood gently back onto it...

He's gotta get into his stuff to get the goods, as it were, so Wolfwood will have to sit there shirtless and hard while Ain bends over to grab the usual bits and bobs. He takes his skirt and top off somewhere in between that, but doesn't bother with the underwear yet. Unsurprisingly, they're lacy and raunchy and he is so hard that the tip of his cock is peeking over the hem.

With all of the usual Stuff in hand, though, he crawls up onto the bed and plops down on Wolfwood's hips to affix the leash to his collar.]

You said you wanted to be my bitch, right?

[Oh now you choose to act like a top—]

[lupusxylem]

[Listen he is just built different, okay. If he wants to have a hard dick then by god he's going to have a hard dick-

Wolfwood will be patient as Ain grabs his things, but only just barely. He's panting like a racehorse as it is, so this man is clearly not going to be long for this world at the rate he's going.

Also, hi, that underwear is going to make him act up. What the FUCK.

As Ain clips the leash to his collar, Wolfwood nods slowly, letting his head fall back against the mattress.]

Yea...yea...please.

[eidxiety]

[Good, he wants Wolfwood to act up. He likes his men acting up, that makes the sex better. It makes Ain feel wanted... not unlike the hardon he's currently perched on, still clothed when Ain is almost entirely not.

He tugs the leash, enough so that Wolfwood gets dragged forward a fraction of an inch or so.]

Yeah? You know, I still have a lot to show you, but I think you need to learn reciprocation. [Not that Ain has a problem with his pillow princess, he in fact loves that pillow princess, but breaking Wolfwood out of his shell is a whole process that clearly can only be done via BDSM.] There's lots of me you haven't even explored yet.

[He lets the leash slacken in his grip, then grinds his ass back on Wolfwood's dick. Hi.]

Why don't you show me how bad you want it?

[lupusxylem]

[Ain...has a point. Wolfwood has been kindof shitty at reciprocating much of anything thus far, to the point where he's just been taking and taking and taking...but this is the perfect opportunity for him to change that, drunk off his ass or no. Still breathing heavy and uneven, he leans forward with the yank of the leash, the cross pendant jingling softly on it as a secondary reminder that he's been collared at all. He's been wearing this in public this entire time, and everyone remained none the wiser...

He swallows thickly against the dryness of his mouth and throat, immediately bucking his hips up against Ain's ass the moment he starts to grind on him. There's your answer, Ain. He wants you in any way he can get you, as soon as possible preferably.]

Haah...want...want you...

[eidxiety]

[Hmm...

Ain grinds back, of course, mouth falling open in a short moan as it happens... and he keeps going, trying to get Wolfwood as close to the edge as physically possible. He wants this man ruined, but.

Not good enough, he decides, and he yanks the leash again, staring sharply down at Wolfwood.]

I don't think you understood. Show me. You have two hands and a mouth you aren't using, pick one and get to work.

[lupusxylem]

[Show him. He can do that, he thinks...

He drags his tongue across his lips thoughtfully, as if trying to decide what exactly he wants to do. Hopefully Ain is prepared for a shitty ass job at whatever he does, because Wolfwood is still drunk and wobbly, but my god he's going to try nevertheless.

It's not the first time he's sucked dick, at this point...but it sure is going to be reminiscent of that, if not worse, as he uses the leverage of the leash holding his head forward to crane his neck so he can bend forward and catch the tip of his head with his tongue, sloppily licking over it and down the shaft before using his hand to take hold of the base so he can actually keep it near his lips properly.

With...varying levels of success, granted, but you know. He's doing a thing.]

[eidxiety]

[That's better! Ain doesn't care if it's sloppy, Wolfwood has to learn somehow. Ain might regale the man with stories of his first blowjobs later on, where they were too toothy and he had no idea what he was doing in general (you hoover vacuum that shit don't you? (no)), but uh. Not right now.

Right now, he's letting the leash go slack so he can shuffle up closer to Wolfwood's face, not quite sitting On his face like he'd mentioned at the bar but rather close enough to where Wolfwood won't break his neck trying to lap at Ain. The lace is pulled aside, not all the way off, and Ain debates shaking his thighs free of it but opts against for right now. His pet just got started...]

That's a good boy.

[lupusxylem]

[Being called a good boy does things to him, he swears. His entire body shudders, both inward and out, and the moan he lets out it nothing if not completely debauched. If Ain hadn't scooted himself closer, there's a 90% chance Wolfwood would have in fact broken his neck trying to reach him, he's that hungry for dick right now. You know, Mr. Straight Man over here...

As he gets into it, Wolfwood wraps one arm around Ain's lower back from behind, groping around a little...until he finds his ass, giving it a hearty squeeze. God, Ain's ass is so fat, it's perfect for holding and squishing he's discovered. Never mind his thighs. It honestly isn't fair that he's a guy and he's this thick, truly.]

Mm...ah.....mmhhhh...

[eidxiety]

[Wolfwood is soooo straight right now, lapping at Ain like that. You know, like a straight man would definitely do when presented with a penis. And oh, he is moaning about all of it, the way his ass is squeezed and the way Wolfwood laps at him. It's so cute... it's all so damn adorable, holy shit.

Deflowering kink is gonna kill him by the end of the night.]

You're so cute, baby... remember how I did it last time? Lick a little lower... you're doing so good.

[And god does he love that hand on his ass.]

[lupusxylem]

[Does he remember? God, he’s so drunk he doesn’t even know. He looks up at Ain blearily yet does as he asks of him, licking down his length a bit lower all while tugging a little with his free hand at the bottom of that lace, as if to try to get it pulled down further than it already is. Let’s see…

He licks slowly up his length from base to tip, finding a vein and teasing it with the flat of his tongue. The tip catches underneath the ridge of the head before lathing over the top of it, across the slit and back down again before he manages to actually get the whole thing into his mouth proper, sucking the tip with no finesse whatsoever. But it is contact, it is stimulation, and what more can a guy ask for on this bitch if an earth truly-]

[eidxiety]

[What more can he ask for indeed... this is good enough, actually. Ain can't say he minds, really, when Wolfwood is both trying his best and actually getting the movements down and oh he is so horny, hi...

He twists around to grab the riding crop just real quick, and man, if lace weren't expensive he'd just rip these damn panties off and call it good, because they are stretched to the max around his thighs right now and he can't actually get fully seated on Wolfwood's face and. Ugh. Hold on, he's pulling his cock out of Wolfwood's mouth so he can take the underwear off, they're in the way. They're going to the floor and then Ain is seated right back where he was, putting his thighs around Wolfwood's head fully this time.]

Sorry, had to... keep going, love, it feels damn good.

[He will encourage Wolfwood taking him into his mouth again, sorry he had to pull out there but he neeeeeeds to suffocate you with his thighs real quick.]

[lupusxylem]

[If Ain had any questions about how horny Wolfwood is right now, specifically for Ain and his dick, the moment he suddenly pulls himself out of his mouth is when Wolfwood whimpers like he took a piece of candy from his mouth. Like, what the fuck, he wasn't done with that. He's left looking at Ain longingly as he waits for him to come back, only now he's seated on his chest with his thighs around his head properly and ooooh my god-

The way he moans is filthy, ducking his head forward to take Ain into his mouth about halfway. He's never been able to fully deepthroat him, though he might just be drunk and stupid enough to try it if he gets too into it. He's already practically trembling with want now that Ain is sitting on his face, so anything can happen. He sucks on him deeply, cheeks hollowing as he runs his tongue incessantly over the underside of his head and shaft.]

[eidxiety]

[Ain swears to God that the last time they did this, he wasn't so swift to come undone. Granted... Wolfwood was taking his sweet-ass time then, and the experience was new and he was totally sober then. Some part of Ain wonders if he's ever going to lighten up when sober so they can do things, but.

Alas.

Can't focus on it now, though. Not when Wolfwood has Ain halfway in his mouth and Ain is trying not to pop Wolfwood's head like a grape. He pulses dangerously against the man's tongue, a moan caught on his lips when he tries to speak. One deep breath later, and Ain manages some form of English language here—]

Good boy... you're gonna make me cum like this, h-haha...

[But, you know, words are not enough. Words are not going to seal in how good Wolfwood is doing, and Ain is, as previously established, a big fan of positive reinforcement. With the riding crop in one of his hands, he lashes it across Wolfwood's side, reaching back to do so without compromising their current position. It's light, but it'll sting and leave a red mark for the next few hours.]

You'd look... s-so pretty with it all over your face...

[lupusxylem]

[Make him cum, huh? Can he do that? It would be a huge ego trip if he could make Ain cum as hard as Ain has made him cum in the past.

....yeah. He's decided. He is going to make him cum.

The lash to his side makes Wolfwood yelp with Ain's cock still in his mouth, his eyes screwed shut for a moment. It's not a bad sound though, not remotely, because he's bucking his hips up at the empty air as it happens, leaking all down his front as he remains neglected in lieu of Ain getting sucked off. Which, honestly? That just makes him hotter. He's under his thumb, following his rules. He can only cum when Ain tells him to, and no sooner.

And when Ain comments on how pretty it will look all over his face? Well...his very much not sober mind takes that literally, immediately.

He tilts his head back, pulling off Ain with a thick sounding pop. Then, he opens his mouth wide, sticking his tongue out, inviting.]