Date: 2012-11-02 12:55 pm (UTC)
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The first tug back until he was lined up and pressing slick skin against slick skin had Ripley giving a low guttural groan somewhere between an almost-protest and desire. Then there was a sharp pain of teeth sinking into skin and Ripley's head fell back, his arms gripping awkwardly at the slippery skin of Graham's hips behind him with a yelp. It melted quickly into a much more adamant groan and he pressed his whole body back against Graham.

Oh that so wasn't fair. He bit his lips to shut the sounds up, a shudder down his spine as he pressed back a little harder, closed his eyes and just felt. Warm and wet and sharp pain and something desperate and needy. He was going to drown in sensations that should not have felt as strongly as they did.

This was just a thing. A thing that he accidentally might have persuaded Graham into knowing the other man was drunk. A thing that would probably be 'forgotten' in the morning and never spoken of again.

Well, what if it was. Then Ripley would get all he could out of it now, while he could.

That bite was really going to leave a mark. His nails dug into Graham's skin in a form of retaliation and Ripley smirked past his own teeth digging into his lower lip.
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