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[And Blue bursts out of work with intensely more enthusiasm than usual and Flies home on Pidgeot's back just to get there faster!!!]

Thanks, boy. [He runs a hand in Pidgeot's feathers before returning him to his ball once they're back, and bounds into Red's backyard with a bright grin to greet all his Pokémon, too. And then...]

Reee~eeed! I'm hoooo~me! [He yells loudly as he flits room-to-room to find him. Gonna tackle that boy and give him a smooch.]

[Red has been waiting eagerly in his living room, of course, so it won't be hard to find him. He accepts the Tackle attack with an oomph, falling back on the couch and smiling into the kiss.

[And then the next one. And then the next one. And then the next one.

[He's just gonna kiss Blue for as long as Blue will let him, okay?]

[Which is a long time, all things considered. Blue has been thinking about nothing but getting close to Red again all day, which is not entirely different from what he used to think about on the regular before they were dating. It's just that the thought fills him with nothing but nervous eagerness and glee now, when before...]

[Well, that was before. Things were good now.]

[Blue's hands roam over Red's shoulders, over his chest as they kiss, and he's pretty much sitting in Red's lap. It'd been like this for days now, just pressing close, holding, kissing.]

[Of course it had crossed Blue's mind already to go further. But it had been enough just to be close.]

[He breaks away for breath at one point, finally, panting and burying his face against Red's neck. His kisses continue there, slower and lazy, and after a quick hidden glance to the side where Red's face was, there's the smallest suckle and slide of tongue. His hands, gripping against Red's sides, bunch his shirt.]

[Red sucks in a sharp breath at the feeling of Blue's tongue against his neck, his hand gripping at the man's back, one sliding down to his hip to grip there, just to hold Blue in his lap. He cranes his neck a bit to the side, silently but breathlessly enjoying the contact while his eyes flutter closed.]

[Well, Red hasn't started or frozen up yet, so Blue continues his line of suckling kisses, inching it downward closer to Red's shoulder and collarbone. His fingers tighten over the hem, then slide against the skin underneath- just against the planes of his stomach, first, but they begin to creep upwards, pads pressing and feeling out his muscles as they travel up his shirt.]

[The hand over his hip makes his face warm, and with a catch in his breath he realizes that's not all that's warm.]

[He pauses over Red's neck, still panting, then pulls up to his ear, lips tracing and then mumbling.] Hey, Red. C'n I take it off? [His fingers grip at Red's shirt a little tighter, just to reinforce the point.]

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[Another sharp breath, and this one makes a sound. There are a few sounds that escape him, actually, as Blue's hands wander warm over his body. He can't help but react to it - Red has never even so much as touched himself, let alone be touched by anybody else. He feels his body gravitating toward Blue's hands, and at the feeling of lips against his ear, a chill runs down his spine.

[At his boyfriend's question, Red's eyes pop open again, cheeks flushing red. He takes a minute to look around the room, swallowing a nervous lump down in his throat. Then, he takes Blue's hand and scoots out from under him, standing up from the couch and leading him toward his room instead.]

[Blue is watching him carefully, always invested in Red's body language, for any sign yes-no. He's always aware of how the man reacts, and it only makes his reactions, however subtle, more exciting for Blue. It really was uncharted territory, for the both of them- Blue was sure Red had never been with anyone like this, and he...]

[...Well, he'd only ever wanted this with one person. He was finally getting it.]

[A grin blossoms as Red rolls up and leads Blue to his bedroom, and it doesn't take a moment for Blue to sit with him on the bed, crawl back into his lap, and slip his hands up Red's shirt again. They slide higher up this time, just below his chest, and he leans in to whisper playfully against Red's lips.]

Now can I take it off? [His grin widens, and he's hardly waiting for an answer- he thinks Red taking him to bed was answer enough, really, and he's already guiding it up and over his head.]

[Don't worry, Red- Blue's reaching for his own shirt soon after.]

[Of course, Red doesn't stop him. Just as Blue thought, leading him into the bedroom had been Red's real answer - any chance at non-verbal communication and he'd take it. He's just as eager to peel Blue's shirt off as well, though, and doesn't hesitate (surprisingly enough) to slip his own hands beneath the fabric and let them feel their way over the man's body.

[It's a strange sensation. Of all the things Red might have thought of in regards to Blue, contact such as this had never been at the top of the list (assuming it had even crossed his mind at all). Now, though, with breath panting and heart beating, skin against skin-- Arceus, well. That's what he's going for now, anyway. He is only a man, after all, and if anyone can provoke Red to action it's Blue.

[Once they've both been stripped of their shirts, Red is eagerly pressing their torsos together while his neck cranes again for Blue's mouth.]

[Truthfully, Blue doesn't expect it, and the hands sliding up his skin earn a shuddered gasp as his ears pink, staring down at them. His shirt drops from his hands and off the bed, and his heart is racing under Red's hands.]

[He'd always imagined what having Red touching him would feel like, but compared to the real thing, the dreams were nothing. He leans into Red's hands, then into his body as he laces his arms back around the other's shoulders and eagerly meets his lips to his throat again.]

[He trails kisses back down, perhaps rushing a little compared to beforehand, but once he reaches to Red's collarbone, there's a sly glance before his kiss latches on to a suckle, determined to leave his mark. His hands trail Red's back, exploring and stroking over skin, and pressing Red's body back against his own.]

[Red lets out a slow, satisfied breath at the sucking, the skin beneath Blue's lips beginning to sting as the other leaves his mark. It's a little embarrassing to think about, but, well. Red isn't exactly doing a lot of thinking right now. His own mind has gone foggy with pleasure, the feeling of skin against skin, warm body against warm body, and Blue's shuddered gasp still ringing in his ears.

[He wants to hear it again.

[So, he keeps his own hands moving, running firmly over Blue's chest and stomach, down around to his back and back up over his shoulders. His own lips are left wanting, though, and after a moment, he guides Blue's head back away from his neck, latching their mouths together again in a surprisingly hungry kiss.]

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[There’s a satisfied smile to himself as Blue lifts his lips away and swipes his tongue over them, seeing the bright red result on Red’s skin. No one will probably see it- he’s purposefully done this where it won’t be visible under his tshirts, he doesn’t want Red to be embarrassed- but he knows it’s there, possessive and visible.]

[It’s not difficult for Red to guide him, easily following his hands wherever he wants him. He’s pleasantly surprised at Red taking the lead so often, bringing him where he likes, the thrill of Red being just as invested in this as he is. The hands that have been roaming his body have made him all the more willing to follow as he bends and moves with them, pressing into the touches. He can’t help a panting gasp into Red’s mouth as they kiss again, and he wishes there was just a little more contact...]

[His cheeks flush at a daring thought but he goes with it, hands pressed against Red’s back to anchor himself as he slides forward just a precious few inches in Red’s lap and feels the press of heat to heat, and grinds. The moan that escapes into Red’s mouth is choked out and hungry.]

[Red gasps in respons-- No, moans in response. He surprises himself with the sound - it's significantly louder than any sort of word he might utter - and his cheeks flare up bright red as it registers in his ear. The next sound is a soft:] Mmm... [as Blue continues to grind. Red's hips, without him quite realizing it, roll forward in response while he pants against Blue's lips.

[For someone who has never even really thought about doing this before, Red sure is--

[Well, in a way, he's determined not to let Blue beat him. So he grinds back, keeps his hands moving generously over his boyfriend's body, slips a bit of tongue inside of Blue's mouth...]

[Blue chokes back a laugh into Red’s mouth at the shock of his own moan and grins against him, only encouraged to press onward by the sound. It sends a shiver through him- something he’s never heard from Red before, something he could only ever have dreamed of hearing previously. He certainly doesn’t expect the equal response from Red, and it pulls a moan of his own from him as his thoughts lead to other things Red’s hips against him call to mind. The tongue, equally commanding in Blue’s mouth, is met eagerly by his own, encouraging it in further.]

[At first, his arms tighten over Red’s shoulders, anchoring himself to better meet Red’s motions, but soon his hands wander down over Red’s chest, feeling how surprisingly... firm it was and flushing. He’d noticed before, of course- how could he not, that all those years out in the wilderness had built muscle. But feeling it under his hands like this was another thing entirely. Daringly, he cups his hands over Red’s chest and rubs into the flesh beneath, dragging the pads of his thumbs over nipples.]

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I love how Blue is like "ah let's look at the time"

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