A Particular Day in Autumn

"How could I resist?" he asked, kissing him on the mouth. "Look, the ride's almost over--are you happy now?"

"Yes." He said, pouting further. "I am. Because you're a meanie."

He chuckled softly.

"Oh, you'll feel better soon."

[[Look a conveniently placed timeskip to indicate that they're conveniently at home because I'm lazy and want to hurry up and get to after the timeskip]]

((They did it second timeskip? Or do you want to rp that? XDDD))

[[lolol let's just...take the first time they did it, and rp it some other time?]]

Priestly pressed Mars against the wall, feeling up his chest as he kissed him. They were still in the hallway, but he didn't mind.

Perhaps he was just caught up in the moment, but Mars couldn't help but slide his hands into Priestly's back pockets and lovingly grope him. To be willing and able to touch Priestly gave him butterflies in his stomach. Besides, he had been waiting all day to get to this part, whether or not he initially thought he was.

That was a slight mistake on Mars's part. Instantly excited, Priestly licked Mars's lips and groped him back, unzipping his pants and reaching into them in a single fluid movement. His body pressed against Mars even more, further trapping him against the wall.

He paused in his kissing only to say, "Shall we move it to the bedroom, Marsy?"

He nodded, not particularly in a position to speak very well. For more than one reason, really.

He chuckled, filled with adoration for Mars's cute face. A flustered expression looked best on him, he thought.

"Want me to carry you, dear?" he asked. He kissed Mars fondly on the forehead. It was partly a gesture of chivalry and partly one of selfishness; he wanted to share Mars's warmth already.

"Y-you can't carry me." He insisted. "I can walk on my own."

And he did walk to Priestly's room. Very awkwardly.

Priestly chuckled as he watched Mars, his predatory mood momentarily lightened.

"What's wrong, Marsy?" He teased, following after him. "So hot you can't even walk straight? You need me to relieve you of your sexual tension?" He licked his lips and stretched his arms. "I'll be happy too, of course--you just have to call me 'Daddy'."

Mars froze. He had been undoing the remaining buttons on his dress shirt, but immediately he stopped.

"...what." It was hardly a question at all the way he said it. "...Priestly, it's not funny to joke like that."

"Joke?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. Despite his outraged tone, his smile didn't disappear. "Me, Marsy? Never.

"I'll have you know that I've met plenty of boys who like that sort of thing, me included--I was quite the jailbait when I was your age, I suppose you could say." He laughed quietly. "You mean you don't find my age attractive?"

Mars furrowed his eyebrows.

"I thought you were twenty-two." He asked, suddenly apprehensive again. "Wait, that wasn't another one of your jokes, was it?"

Priestly chuckled, slipping out of his jacket.

"I meant the fact that I'm older--I love, love, loved older guys when I was your age. They were the best, so experienced..." He sighed dreamily.

Mars frowned even deeper.

"...that's terribly unsettling and frankly hearing about your previous exploits makes me want to go back into my room and curl into a ball and pretend I never met you." He said bluntly.

He laughed again.

"So you don't like the thought of being dominated by an older man? You don't find my seniority sexy? It's fine if you don't."

"You're not even that much older than I am..." He said again. "Besides, your age has nothing to do with the reason I like you."

He grinned.

"Then tell me, what do you like? Or even, what do you want? I don't have to be your sugardaddy, but I can be anything else you want~"

He blushed slightly, finally getting around to taking off his shirt. Of course, once it was off, he didn't know what to do with it. So he just held it awkwardly.

"I, uh...I just like you for you." He admitted. "Can't you just be you...?"

He licked his lips again.

"I don't know if you want me to be me--I'm a little different in bed. Less inhibited. Besides, I've never had a young man I didn't roleplay with...I suppose it'll be all the more fun for it."

He frowned slightly.

"That's disgusting." He said blandly, wrinkling his nose in distaste. "...Can I change my mind and go back to my room now?"

He shook his head, grinning.

"How about I just be Priestly--the man who fell in love with a boy named Mars, and wants very much to make him happy."