[Oh boy, they won't even make it to Omi's room because they're definitely going to bang in the hall now. Luca seems a bit too excited about the thought of being pinned to a wall.]
[So risky. Everyone lives in this area, someone could walk by at any moment. It just makes Luca want to do it more, though.
He tips his head back, resting it against the wall behind him. Omi has plenty of skin to work with, and it's even mostly-healed and not freshly marked by anyone else right now! He also reaches up to slip a hand behind Omi's head to pull him closer to his neck, as if to say 'right here'.]
[They're going to bang right here where anybody could see them, and Omi is not going to back down. It's just one step up from leaving marks anyway, right? Making sure people know who Luca's been with, instead of simply knowing Luca's been with somebody else.
He bites down where he's guided. It's not nearly as rough as the last time. Maybe because his skin isn't already bitten.]
Also, Omi bites less hard when he's not reclaiming territory, good to know.]
You really do a thorough job, don't you?
[It's a good thing he's got that wall behind him, otherwise he might go weak in the knees. He's already debating on if Omi can hold up his body weight, if he were to get his legs around Omi's waist.]
[Oh, if that's the request, Omi won't even attempt to deny it- he's holding him up to the wall. Pressing himself against it and pinning Luca right there.]
[His legs go right around Omi's waist, then. And given how hard he already is, he's going to speed right through this encounter. It's almost embarrassing how much Omi gets to him, but he enjoys every moment of it.
He's already tugging Omi into a ferocious kiss too. Make out with him, he needs it like he needs air.]
[It's nice to have such an eager partner, Luca definitely enjoys that about his time with Omi. At some point they're going to have to have actual conversations and not just fuck, but that day isn't today!
He's still holding onto the back of Omi's head with one hand, his fingers curling around Omi's hair and tugging it a bit, but his other hand is going to snake between them to undo Omi's pants. Luca doesn't have supplies on him but they can still get off in other ways, and frotting in the hall sounds really nice. The needy noises he's letting out during their kiss are mostly for Omi's benefit, to let him know just how impatient Luca is right now.]
[He groans into Luca's mouth as his hair gets tugged. Alright, they're both hungry for it and he understands a suggestion when it's given to him. While he doesn't carry around a bottle of lube everywhere, he's fine with just rubbing each other off.
One hand goes down to undo Luca's slacks, as the other keeps him upright.]
[When lube is in short supply, a hand will do instead. But even with his hand around Omi he's still trying to grind against Omi at the same time. Maybe they can work together at rubbing each other off!]
[It's not even the dirtiest thing they've done and Luca feels himself burning up, hips tight from grinding against Omi, hand stuttering as he tries to keep up with the pace Omi has set. He's trying to ignore how lightheaded he feels in favor of murmuring encouragement into their kiss.]
Just like that- right there-
[He shudders with delight as he tugs on Omi's hair. He's getting close, and he doesn't want to leave Omi behind.]
[ This is a very public place and usually he'd have considerably more discretion, but he's not about that here. Not in a place where they're supposed to give in to their sins.
Another, harsher kiss, and now he's murmuring into Luca's ear. ]
[It's those words- that promise to be taken care of, that he could just let go and let someone else handle everything for him- that gets Luca to finally come. He's gasping for air, his face buried against Omi's neck, heels digging into Omi's back as he spills over.
It probably gets on their clothes, but it's fine. Luca is too lost in the feeling of being surrounded by someone big and strong to care.]
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[He'll sneak a kiss as they travel though.]
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[So risky. Everyone lives in this area, someone could walk by at any moment. It just makes Luca want to do it more, though.
He tips his head back, resting it against the wall behind him. Omi has plenty of skin to work with, and it's even mostly-healed and not freshly marked by anyone else right now! He also reaches up to slip a hand behind Omi's head to pull him closer to his neck, as if to say 'right here'.]
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He bites down where he's guided. It's not nearly as rough as the last time. Maybe because his skin isn't already bitten.]
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Also, Omi bites less hard when he's not reclaiming territory, good to know.]
You really do a thorough job, don't you?
[It's a good thing he's got that wall behind him, otherwise he might go weak in the knees. He's already debating on if Omi can hold up his body weight, if he were to get his legs around Omi's waist.]
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Hm...? Is that a complaint or a compliment?
[Gently teasing, as he moves to bite another patch of skin.
Omi could absolutely hold him up against the wall if that's what Luca wanted. All he needs to do is ask.]
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My complaint is that you aren't holding me against this wall more firmly.
[There's your request, Omi.]
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Good?
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[His legs go right around Omi's waist, then. And given how hard he already is, he's going to speed right through this encounter. It's almost embarrassing how much Omi gets to him, but he enjoys every moment of it.
He's already tugging Omi into a ferocious kiss too. Make out with him, he needs it like he needs air.]
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He bites into the kiss, pushing forward, asking for more. For such a gentle guy, he's demanding when it comes to this.]
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He's still holding onto the back of Omi's head with one hand, his fingers curling around Omi's hair and tugging it a bit, but his other hand is going to snake between them to undo Omi's pants. Luca doesn't have supplies on him but they can still get off in other ways, and frotting in the hall sounds really nice. The needy noises he's letting out during their kiss are mostly for Omi's benefit, to let him know just how impatient Luca is right now.]
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One hand goes down to undo Luca's slacks, as the other keeps him upright.]
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Just like that- right there-
[He shudders with delight as he tugs on Omi's hair. He's getting close, and he doesn't want to leave Omi behind.]
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Another, harsher kiss, and now he's murmuring into Luca's ear. ]
Good? Just come for me. Let me take care of you.
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[It's those words- that promise to be taken care of, that he could just let go and let someone else handle everything for him- that gets Luca to finally come. He's gasping for air, his face buried against Omi's neck, heels digging into Omi's back as he spills over.
It probably gets on their clothes, but it's fine. Luca is too lost in the feeling of being surrounded by someone big and strong to care.]
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It only takes him a few more strokes before he spills, pressing himself closer to Luca and pressing his face against his neck.
They'll simply wash their clothes later. It's fine.]
You alright?
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[He is not letting go. He's going to get addicted to the feeling of being held by someone else.]
I think my legs might be gelatin, if I try to walk.
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[Because he will just carry him there.]
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[Do it Omi. Show off your manly strength.]
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And then he's going to very easily take Luca to his room.
Isn't it nice?]
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