A Spot of Hogswatch Trouble

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Moist has been enjoying Sto Kerrig, its a prosperous little city with its own ways and people who consider themselves good judges of character.

Since he's enjoying it so much, he's settled himself into a nicer than usual hotel suite and talking about enjoying Hogswatch.

The room is comfortable and when he finds the Bar in his bathroom, he grins and goes looking for Urquhart or Saffron.

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He lets himself be pulled and fits himself to Urquhart to kiss him before moving down his body once more.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart writhes under the touch, suddenly deeply aroused at the thought of what might happen next.

Might means he doesn't know, and that's precisely what he finds so very exciting.

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Its a rewarding reaction and Moist moves a hand to tease inside Urquhart's thighs as he kisses his chest.

[scots_wolf]

"Alfred!" Urquhart gasps, trying to spread his legs to allow him better access.

They are both still wearing far too many clothes, Urquhart thinks.

[morethanprops]

"Yes?" Moist says from against his chest.

[scots_wolf]

"Let me," Urquhart groans. "Take it off. Do something!"

[morethanprops]

He laughs into Urquhart's skin and moves to undo both their pants,

"Like this?"

[scots_wolf]

"Yes!!"

When he opens Urquhart's trousers, his eagerness will jump right at Moist.

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Moist moves to slowly take Urquhart's length in his mouth.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart gasps and moans for every inch of that.

[morethanprops]

Moist teases him with licks and nips as he starts to move faster.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart bucks up and moans loudly, doubly excited by his inability to do much of anything at the moment.

[morethanprops]

So Moist slows down, he wants to see how much he can draw this out.

[scots_wolf]

"Alfred!" Urquhart gasps.

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He'd answer but his mouth's full so he changes tempo once more.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart moans and stammers, but actual words are hard to make out.

It might be something about 'lovely torture'.

[morethanprops]

Moist likes that and keeps shifting tempo before gently rubbing his teeth along Urquhart's length and speeding up.

[scots_wolf]

And it doesn't take very long until Urquhart shouts loudly and incoherently, and climaxes wildly and with fierce abandon.

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When he does, Moist grins like a cat in the cream before moving up to rest in his arms.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart is still gasping to get his breath back and can't do much except pull Moist close and murmur something utterly incomprehensible in exhausted gratitude.

[morethanprops]

Moist laughs and relaxes beside him, this is how all jobs should start.

[scots_wolf]

It takes a while until Urquhart gets his breath and his speech back.

"Really nice bed," he says then, with a weak little chuckle.

He tries to lift his head, angling for a kiss.

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He leans down to kiss Urquhart,

"Good, I thought it might be."

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart pulls him close and just holds him, aware of the remnants of feelings washing through is groin, and through his chest.

[morethanprops]

The time slips away pleasantly and Moist finds himself napping as he's rather content.