[Luca just grits his teeth and scrambles blindly for the little table next to his bed. He's going to shove lube at Omi now. At least prep him while marking up his neck you unrepentant fuck.]
Luca isn't making this any easier by the way, he's keeping his legs wrapped around Omi and tugging on his hair a bit. Someone's worked up and impatient.]
[Luca no this isn't time for a 'no u' joke. Or maybe it is, because he's pressing himself down against Omi's fingers to try to keep himself worked up here. It's hard for him to be patient when he's not the one setting the pace.]
[What Luca wants is to be bent over a piece of sturdy furniture and railed so hard he can't walk straight the next day, but he'll settle for this. Even if it's driving him up a wall and he's scrambling to hold onto Omi's back.]
[It's a good curse, getting filled and bitten at the same time is nearly enough to make him come right then and there. He's scraping two sets of angry red lines down Omi's back while trying to hold on for dear life, and his breath is fast and heavy and falling hotly on the side of Omi's face.]
[It's exactly the kind of thing they need, so they don't have to think about people dying or any other troubles that are about to reach them. For this moment, they don't have to think about anything at all beyond the way their breaths sound loud in the quiet bedroom.
When Luca does eventually come, it's while biting down on Omi's shoulder. Partially to quiet any shout that he might let out, and partially as revenge for all those bite marks.]
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[Because he has no intention of going easy at the moment. He moves down to the next mark and bites.]
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Luca isn't making this any easier by the way, he's keeping his legs wrapped around Omi and tugging on his hair a bit. Someone's worked up and impatient.]
Come on already-
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You're makin' it harder, y'know.
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[Luca no this isn't time for a 'no u' joke. Or maybe it is, because he's pressing himself down against Omi's fingers to try to keep himself worked up here. It's hard for him to be patient when he's not the one setting the pace.]
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[So needy- that's fine though. Omi's perfectly happy to give in and quicken his pace, if that's what Luca wants.]
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Just- really need it right about now.
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He's moving to the next bite.]
So you're ready?
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[His voice pitches up when he gets bitten.]
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[It's a good curse, getting filled and bitten at the same time is nearly enough to make him come right then and there. He's scraping two sets of angry red lines down Omi's back while trying to hold on for dear life, and his breath is fast and heavy and falling hotly on the side of Omi's face.]
Don't stop-
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[The harder he goes, the less he can think. He's rough and deliberate. It seems like the kind of thing they both need now.]
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When Luca does eventually come, it's while biting down on Omi's shoulder. Partially to quiet any shout that he might let out, and partially as revenge for all those bite marks.]