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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.

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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.]

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( thomas tells him to sit so billy does, settling down on the edge of the bed and putting his hands in his laps.

he knows what thomas is going to do so he says: )

I can help with that. If you want.

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[ thomas just shakes his head, as he undoes his waistcoat, tugs off his jumper, folds both neatly in spite of his drive for urgency. There is a hesitancy that he shows at getting undressed, and not for the first time since arriving. He's certainly not starved the way he was a month ago, but putting weight and strength back on takes time, and he's certainly not back to where he was when healthy. He's still too skinny, and he knows it. He's self-conscious about it. ]

It's alright, I...I've never cut quite the figure you do but--

[ He tugs the shirt out from his trousers, glances back up at billy, and makes the decision to commit to some degree of transparency. Because he trusts you, billy bones. ]

When I was in the arctic...I starved, among other things. To death. Which is how I ended up here. And while I arrived hale and healthy, I arrived as I was. And I've done what I can to remedy that, but...well, I've not repaired the damage entirely yet. And I only hope that doesn't put you off.

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It's all right.

( while billy knows he looks fine now, he remembers how he'd looked after coming back from being a captive of hume's men. he remembers how long it had taken him to recover and get back to himself after that so he shakes his head. )

I look fine now but it hasn't always been this way. It's not going to put me off.

( he hopes that sounds encouraging and helpful enough. )

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[ thomas hesitates for just a moment longer, before releasing a breathe and just getting on with it. Shirt off, folded, shoes and socks off, trousers undone, folded, leaving him in one of the few pairs of simple, cotton boxer briefs Huaisang had allowed him to leave the shop with, because he sure as hell wasn't wearing good silk onto a boat. He's still half-hard in them, and suddenly even more self-conscious about it. He brushes his hair back out of his face, a nervous tick, not quite sure what he's supposed to do next.

He's no Casanova, no experienced lover or seducer. When was the last time he was naked in front of another person for a sexual purpose? Four years, minimum. Probably more? He's not sure. What he is now is suddenly very self aware. ]

[adherency]

You look fine.

( it's simply stated but it's true. he's thin, lean, but billy can see where he's starting to put some weight and muscle back on. he doesn't ask what happened, not right now, but he does reach forward to bring thomas closer to him, hands on his hips.

he presses his mouth against thomas' cock through the shorts and then looks up at him. )

You look fine.

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[ Where billy leads him, thomas goes. His breath catches when billy's lips make clothed contact with his cock, his hands squeezing Billy's shoulders gently, but then he releases another breath, and nods. He's listening, he wants that to be clear. He lowers himself down to straddle Billy's lap, taking billy's face in his hands to kiss him once again, open-mouthed and eager. ]

[adherency]

( billy sits back a bit, giving thomas more space to sit down and then leans in and returns that kiss, curving a hand around the back of thomas' neck and bringing him in close.

his other arm goes around thomas' waist, bringing him in close so that they're nearly flush against each other, close enough that each movement brushes skin against skin. )

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[ skin to skin is something isn't it? It's electric. It's a quality to sex reserved for married couples and high-end brothels, where one doesn't need to worry about being rushed. His instinct is to rush, but he doesn't want to. He hasn't so far. He has a bed, and a locked door, and nowhere else to be but in Billy's arms. So he keeps kissing, chest to chest, Billy's hard cock underneath him as he rocks his hips, once, as an experiment. ]

[adherency]

( they can rush later. there's good things about frantic fucking but there's a lot of good things about taking your time as well and billy's fine with taking his time here. he leans into that kiss, biting at thomas' lower lip before he soothes it with a quick peck.

when thomas rocks his hips, he groans, pressing forward to try and get more of that friction, that heat. )

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[ That's a good reaction. He rocks his hips again, where he can feel the hard line of Billy's cock against his stones. He kisses with more urgency, catching Billy's bottom lip between his in return; a wordless message with intention: inexperienced, yes, but not so delicate. ]