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[shavedaway]

[ Also a good reaction. There are so many options here, and he's not used to having so much choice. His hands sit on Billy's belt, unmoving, as he thinks. He's taking his time on purpose, just as he said he would; patience is certainly one way to get what you want, and when what you want is to spot where the seams come undone, patience can go a long way. ]

Mm. I'm sure you would Mr. Bones. I'll allow it, and I won't even be strict on you. Call me sir when you like, and how you like. Though I can't speak for how lenient I'll be in the future, if this is how we're to proceed.

[ He gets down onto his knees then, his hands following him down Billy's legs. ]

Hands behind your back, Billy.

[adherency]

( while it's not something he's really discussed with people, he's found that he does like this, this being ordered to do things. he likes giving the orders too but he likes someone taking control just as much.

he tips his chin up and then puts his hands behind his back, clasping his fingers around one wrist.

when thomas settles on his knees, thomas makes a quiet nose and closes his eyes. )

Very well. Sir.

( he opens his eyes to see how thomas reacts to that. )

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[ The reaction that Billy sees when he opens his eyes is open, earnest, turned on awe. It's funny, that this is another thing they seem to have in common. He's never discussed any of this, with anyone, but to put his own desire to give direction and his need to be given orders in equal parts into practice is certainly something.

What he is in awe of is how perfectly Billy slides into place, and how incredibly erotic this all feels.

Right now, if someone tried to tell him to his face that he wasn't in some sort of heaven he would tell them to fuck right off, because what the hell do they know?

His mouth, which had been ever so slightly ajar, closes, and his tongue peeks out to wet his bottom lip and drag it through his teeth. What on earth is he going to do with you, Billy Bones?

He starts to make quick work of Billy's shoes, one untied and then the other, with an expert's precision. ]

Why did you leave the service?

[adherency]

( now, that is a dangerous question and while billy doesn't necessarily want to lie. he doesn't want to talk about flint and the walrus and what he really is just yet. )

I think I just...felt like doing something else with my life. I hadn't really gotten to explore much.

( that wasn't too much of a lie, actually. he'd done what his parents wanted as a child and then he'd been conscripted and then right to flint's crew. he didn't know a lot about the world beyond that. )

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[ It's funny how small details can be immediately suspicious. It is very suspicious that someone would leave the service because they hadn't gotten to explore enough. He's infinitely curious, and he glances up questioningly as he tugs off Billy's shoes, but he decides to file that information for later and not pull that thread right at this moment.

As nosy as he may be, now is certainly not the time. He can leave it, for now. Instead he smiles, running his hands back up Billy's legs and finally working on his belt. ]

I...have never done this before, but I want to, very much. You will tell me if I've done something wrong, won't you?

[adherency]

( it's better not to ask questions, thomas. he doesn't want to disappoint you just yet. that's coming. this is better.

he blinks down at thomas and then nods. )

I will but I think you'll be fine.

( as long as you weren't going to bite him, thomas, billy was going to enjoy it. )

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[ thomas smiles, a bit bashful for it, and places a kiss against Billy's stomach, above his waistband. ]

I appreciate your confidence in the matter.

[ He tugs Billy's fly open and pushes Billy's pants and underwear down, kissing his way down with it until he's got Billy's cock out. He spits into his hand before giving Billy a fondle, a quick stroke before taking Billy's stones in his hand, pressing a wet finger between them and up again to wrap around the base of his cock. He knows what he likes, so logically it should apply. ]

Your hands stay behind your back, Billy.

[adherency]

( that is going to be...difficult. he wants to reach out and touch but thomas has told him not to she grips his wrist harder and closes his eyes. )

Yeah, all right. All right.

( he's going to try. his eyes flutter shut for a moment but he pries them open so he can peer down at thomas, watch him touch his cock. )

I will.

( he would give it his best effort. )

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You will, what?

[ He looks up at Billy from where he is on the ground, holding Billy's cock in his hand and, frankly, procrastinating, but being called Sir, like this, is obscene. And thrilling. ]

[adherency]

( it's hard to think when thomas has his cock in his hand but he realizes what thomas wants quickly enough. )

I will, sir, I promise.

( he says the words firmly, no wobble in his tone. if that's what thomas wants, he can provide. )

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[ Thomas smiles, and presses a kiss to the divot in Billy's hip. He could get dangerously comfortable with this. ]

Good lad.

[ Okay. Enough procrastinating, enough nerves. He gives Billy's cock one, two more strokes, before taking the head in his mouth, and giving a good suck. ]

[adherency]

( even if thomas asked him to be honest, billy really doesn't think he'd be able to when his dick's getting sucked. as long as thomas has his mouth on him, billy's going to think it's a good job.

he takes a slow breath and grips his hands together tighter to fight off the urge to reach out, touch thomas' hair because he really wants to.

he sucks in a breath and shivers a bit, feeling a tremble work through his hips but he stays still. )

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[ For what thomas lacks in experience, he makes up for attentive enthusiasm. With a hand wrapped around the base of billy's cock, he takes his time, feels his way around Billy's cock with his tongue, notes as billy gets harder in his mouth, relaxes his jaw a bit more, tries to take more in. He gags once, pulls back when he does, coughs into the back of his hand. ]

Sorry.

[adherency]

You don't need to apologize. Sir.

( and he decides to break the rules for a moment, reaching out to slide a hand through thomas' hair before nodding. it's fine, he's fine. )

You're doing fine, okay. That feels really fucking good.

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[ The combination of Billy's empathy, and the reassurance that he's doing well, ignites something in him. His free hand comes up to cover Billy's, so that he can maneuver it and press a kiss into the palm of Billy's hand. He can do whatever the hell he wants with that hand, Thomas has no intention of being a hard and resolute officer. It's fun, certainly, but less important.

He says nothing, only meets Billy's eyes and nods, before returning to his quary. He licks a stripe up Billy's cock before giving the head a good suck, take it back into his mouth for more shallow but focused attention. ]

[adherency]

( billy keeps his hand on thomas' head, not trying to push or press but he wants thomas to feel the connection and billy wants it himself as well.

his fingers grip a little tighter when thomas sucks the head of billy's cock, drawing a quick gasp and a little shiver that rolls down his back. he swallows, nodding several times because yes, that's good )

That's good, that's so good.

( he's not lying, it does feel really good. )

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[ Billy's grip on his hair feels good, and he takes the queue to suck on the head of Billy's cock again, his tongue tracing along the slit, along the edge of his foreskin. The hand around the base of Billy's cock strokes to make up for the lack of attention, and his free hand clutches at Billy's hip for balance. He wants more than anything for this to continue to be good for Billy, but he doesn't want him to come. Not just yet. So he pays attention, as he gives attention. ]

[adherency]

( thomas really doesn't need to worry because this is good. this is really good. he sucks in a breath and holds it, letting it go when thomas' tongue swipes along the underside of his cock. billy's grip in thomas' hair tightens a bit and he tugs though not hard enough to jostle him.

he swallows a few times, saying thomas name and letting his hips judder forward a bit, unable to stop himself from that movement this time. )

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[ When Billy's hips move, Thomas's grip on Billy's hip tightens, but as much as he doesn't want to choke again, he doesn't pull away. He just holds, breathing out from his nose as he tries to relax his jaw a bit more. Then he sucks hard again, only the head in his mouth. His grip remains firm on Billy's hip, as if one hand could actually stop him from rocking too hard into his mouth. Well, it's the thought that counts. He looks up at Billy from where he is on the ground, entirely obscene, with a small nod. ]

[adherency]

( jesus. well, even if this were a terrible blowjob (which it's not), billy would absolutely give him praise for his effort and his enthusiasm. but again, it's not a terrible blowjob. it's good, it's fine, it's excellent.

he can feel that knot of pleasure starting to unspool, starting to come apart and when thomas nods, he does rock forward again, not too hard, not too deep but he can't stop himself from trying to get more of thomas' mouth on him. )

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[ There's something extremely sexy about having your mouth fucked, thomas is now learning for the first time. He nods again, billy can keep at it, and he sucks again in response. His mouth is watering, in spite of his jaw getting sore.]

[adherency]

( for this being the first time thomas has done this, he's keeping himself remarkably in check. not that billy doubted him but he's a natural.

and that just means billy's hips pump forward, still shallow, still not as hard or as deep as he could go because he doesn't want to surprise him but it's enough to drag a guttural moan from billy's throat followed by thomas' name over and over. )

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[ christ, billy. It's when he starts getting light headed, from both a restricted ability to breathe and from how hard he's getting in his trousers from the combined sensory affect of being used like this and being praised like this, that thomas finally stills billy's hips and pulls back. He let's billy's cock stand at attention between them, untouched for the moment, as he catches his breath, wipes spit from his mouth with the back of his hand.

Then he stands, hands settling on billy's hips and oh so close that he can feel that great cock of his against his stomach. ]

I think we can play officer and mate another time. Right now I'd rather like you to have me in whatever way you please.

[adherency]

( thomas had already done a good fucking job working him up so when he pulls away and stands up, billy almost whines. but that whine is quickly smothered when thomas speaks and all billy can do is surge forward and kiss him.

his cock gets trapped between them and he grinds against thomas, unable to help himself before he pulls back and nods. )

Right here? Or your bedroom?

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[ Thomas gasps into the kiss, caught up on the fervor of it, rocking his clothed hips back against Billy's. He breathes heavy into the space between them, half tempted to grab Billy's face again to keep him kissing but...no. They can keep kissing once they've got their particulars sorted. In this case, he leads Billy the rest of the way towards his bedroom. ]

Sit.

[ he makes, with the instruction, to undress himself--finally.]