At the worst... Bishop might get a little territorially jealous but... that's not generally a bad thing for Sawyer really.
"Do... do you want to watch him while I'm doing it?" Sawyer asks meeting Hunter's eyes briefly and his voice is soft. They're mostly secluded, whether Sawyer's hand is down the other's pants or he's kneeling on the floor there's a low likelihood of being seen.
Hunters brow furrows but he replies honestly, “I want to watch you both….”
Lennon may have unintentionally started this, but Hunter was genuinely attracted to Sawyer. And he didn’t want to make him feel like he was using him for something like this.
“Just…do you really want to?” His mouth brushes softly over the others little pout and he closes his eyes, “Kiss me….”
Sawyer nods. "Watch us both then?" he murmurs. He can't seem to stop blushing but he does want it. It's ... kind of sexy, the idea of getting Hunter off while the other watches Lennon, while Bishop's nearby. There's not a fear of getting caught but just there was a thrill to it and he likes making Hunter feel good.
His eyes fall closed at the brush of lips and he sucks in a breath at the question at the request.
"Mhm," he answers and seals it with a gentle kiss.
Sawyers energy feels tingly. Like he’s excited and Hunter smirks a little when the others kisses him. It’s deepened quickly and Hunter smoothes his hands around the others hips.
“We’ll just be quiet….” Drawing attention probably wasn’t the best idea after all.
He nips at the others mouth and then glances at the stage again for a moment. Lennon wasn’t dumb. He would probably notice.
Sawyer nods, licking his lips and as the other glances at the stage, Sawyer's gaze drifts in the direction of the bar but he can't see Bishop from here. He makes a quiet noise at the nip and nuzzles into Hunter, his nose brushing against his.
"Do... did you want me to use my hand or my mouth?" he asks, trying to be forward, at least a little bit. It's a struggle.
“Hand first…I don’t want you that far away…” because…funnily enough, Hunter enjoys the intimacy of sex. He likes the closeness and connection. Even if it isn’t actual sex. But here, with people around…he needs it more, “…in a bit you can…move…”
"Okay, whenever you want," Sawyer says softly, nuzzling the other's ear and kissing it before he kisses Hunter again. He shifts in his lap, face to face, and his hands slide down the other's front.
He knows that both Lennon and Bishop will probably know about what they're doing before the end of it and his ears burn with the knowledge, the flush making it's way down his neck. His hands bury in the other's shirt at first, working up to moving further down.
The attention is nice and Hunters eyes fall closed before he returns the kiss and draws his hands up the others back.
Any sound he made was muffled against the others mouth but he figures he knows what he’s thinking - Lennon would probably enjoy this…maybe. Bishop? He might not enjoy it as much per say but he would reap the benefits after.
Sawyer kisses him earnestly and one of his hands was traveling downward as the other stay curled in Hunter's shirt. He shifts closer, though not pressed flush to Hunter, leaving room for his hand to work open his pants.
"W..what?" Sawyer looks at him with wide eyes. "How...do I know when you want me to..."
Sawyer feels a rush of relief when Hunter relents. Having to make that
choice seemed excruciatingly overwhelming at the moment. He kisses hunter,
his eyes closing as a small hand slides into the others pants and past his
underwear to tug his cock free and out in the open.
He keeps kissing him as he wraps his hand around him. He’s not as thick as
Bishop so it’s easier for Sawyer to fit his hand around and get a good
grip. He breaks the kiss, tilting his head to press soft kisses to Hunter’s
neck as he strokes him. It’s probably easier to see Lennon if they’re not
kissing right?
Hunter pulls in a little breath when Sawyer takes hold of him; the pressure of his smaller hand feels nice and his hips tilt again before he gets as comfortable as he can on the chair. His eyes are lidded when Sawyer moves the kiss to his neck, but he doesn’t mind the move. It does open up his view…
…and it is definitely a view. He swallows softly and runs his hands absently along the others thighs, trailing back towards his ass because that’s…natural. Even without his focus being on Lennon.
A soft groan gurgles in his throat and he ducks his head a bit to nose against the bare patch of skin Sawyers shirt reveals.
Sawyer knew the other wouldn’t mind and he places soft kisses all over his neck as he strokes him. He knows Hunter is watching Lennon but Hunter’s touching him. The light touches warming Sawyer. He shifts on the other man’s lap. He isn’t focused on his own pleasure or arousal, though.
Sawyer tries to pay extra attention to sensitive spots on his neck. He listens to his breathing and the way he reacts when he touches him certain ways, where he likes being squeezed harder, how he reacts to his thumb teasing over the tip, rubbing against the pre come beading there.
He bites back a soft sound as the others head ducks down, nuzzling at some bare skin on Sawyer. He lets out a shuddered breath against the other as his hand tightens and strokes more firmly.
Under other circumstances, Sawyer would have all of his attention. This was just…something else.
Hunter isn’t shy about the noises he makes or the little murmurs of encouragement; but he’s quiet so only Sawyer can hear. His attention bounces from Sawyer and how he feels, what he’s doing and Lennon - what he looks like, what he’s doing, his expressions for the strangers sitting just feet away from him.
He swallows a moan and buries his nose against Sawyers neck. He smells sweet…like homemade cookies. Edible.
But something makes him lift his head and looks towards the stage again.
Sawyer shivers, whimpering as the other's nose presses against his neck. He's found it's more sensitive since Bishop had changed him and it had been sensitive before but being nuzzled like that, feeling the other smell him went straight to his cock. He squirms on his lap and strokes him a bit quicker.
He focuses on making Hunter feel good, pressing his face into his shoulder and he feels a little shy that they're doing this here but not enough to stop.
On stage, Lennon had caught sight of Hunter and as he danced he watches him a small smirk on his lips. The dance gets even more erotic, risque -- really there had been no real limits put on what he could do. He drags his hands over his thighs and then over his half hard cock as he keeps Hunter's gaze, daring him to look away first.
Look away, he does not. But he is suddenly hyper aware of how Sawyer is feeling. For a moment his eyes widen but soon they’re lidded again as he runs his hands around the others hips until he can find the opening of his pants, too.
“…wolf thing? Your neck?” He breathes and his eyes travel, following Lennons hands before finding his gaze again. That doesn’t count, does it? Like…how could he not look?
"Y..yes," Sawyer exhales as he strokes Hunter and he squirms as the other's hands move to the front of his pants.
Lennon definitely would count it as looking away but he doesn't mind and just shoots him a smirk when their gazes meet. He'd definitely be finding him later even if it looks like Hunter is getting off already.
Why Hunter is as weak as he is when it comes to Lennon he isn’t sure but that smirk makes his cock throb against Sawyers hand and he breathes a low whimper against him.
What he wants he won’t get, and that’s fine. He understands and doesn’t want to ruin what Lennon and Dae have set in stone but it’s all about adapting. He’s fine with the toys and everything else they do.
The look he gives him in response is very much a ‘please’ before he has to draw some of his focus back to Sawyer and he realizes suddenly that the opposite goes for him.
Hunter would one hundred percent want to top Sawyer - and can’t. He almost laughs at the realization.
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Date: 2022-07-15 01:31 am (UTC)"Do... do you want to watch him while I'm doing it?" Sawyer asks meeting Hunter's eyes briefly and his voice is soft. They're mostly secluded, whether Sawyer's hand is down the other's pants or he's kneeling on the floor there's a low likelihood of being seen.
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Date: 2022-07-15 01:35 am (UTC)Lennon may have unintentionally started this, but Hunter was genuinely attracted to Sawyer. And he didn’t want to make him feel like he was using him for something like this.
“Just…do you really want to?” His mouth brushes softly over the others little pout and he closes his eyes, “Kiss me….”
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Date: 2022-07-15 01:38 am (UTC)His eyes fall closed at the brush of lips and he sucks in a breath at the question at the request.
"Mhm," he answers and seals it with a gentle kiss.
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Date: 2022-07-15 01:42 am (UTC)“We’ll just be quiet….” Drawing attention probably wasn’t the best idea after all.
He nips at the others mouth and then glances at the stage again for a moment. Lennon wasn’t dumb. He would probably notice.
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Date: 2022-07-15 01:49 am (UTC)"Do... did you want me to use my hand or my mouth?" he asks, trying to be forward, at least a little bit. It's a struggle.
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Date: 2022-07-15 01:52 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2022-07-15 02:01 am (UTC)He knows that both Lennon and Bishop will probably know about what they're doing before the end of it and his ears burn with the knowledge, the flush making it's way down his neck. His hands bury in the other's shirt at first, working up to moving further down.
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Date: 2022-07-15 02:15 am (UTC)Any sound he made was muffled against the others mouth but he figures he knows what he’s thinking - Lennon would probably enjoy this…maybe. Bishop? He might not enjoy it as much per say but he would reap the benefits after.
“No, you decide when…”
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Date: 2022-07-15 03:30 am (UTC)"W..what?" Sawyer looks at him with wide eyes. "How...do I know when you want me to..."
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Date: 2022-07-15 09:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2022-07-16 03:59 am (UTC)"But... I want to make you feel good."
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Date: 2022-07-16 10:50 pm (UTC)But this felt like a battle for another day. Sawyer could you in this round.
Hunter stole another kiss and then groaned, rocking his hips a little, “Fine. I’ll tell you when…”
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Date: 2022-07-16 11:42 pm (UTC)Sawyer feels a rush of relief when Hunter relents. Having to make that choice seemed excruciatingly overwhelming at the moment. He kisses hunter, his eyes closing as a small hand slides into the others pants and past his underwear to tug his cock free and out in the open.
He keeps kissing him as he wraps his hand around him. He’s not as thick as Bishop so it’s easier for Sawyer to fit his hand around and get a good grip. He breaks the kiss, tilting his head to press soft kisses to Hunter’s neck as he strokes him. It’s probably easier to see Lennon if they’re not kissing right?
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Date: 2022-07-16 11:56 pm (UTC)…and it is definitely a view. He swallows softly and runs his hands absently along the others thighs, trailing back towards his ass because that’s…natural. Even without his focus being on Lennon.
A soft groan gurgles in his throat and he ducks his head a bit to nose against the bare patch of skin Sawyers shirt reveals.
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Date: 2022-07-18 10:24 pm (UTC)Sawyer tries to pay extra attention to sensitive spots on his neck. He listens to his breathing and the way he reacts when he touches him certain ways, where he likes being squeezed harder, how he reacts to his thumb teasing over the tip, rubbing against the pre come beading there.
He bites back a soft sound as the others head ducks down, nuzzling at some bare skin on Sawyer. He lets out a shuddered breath against the other as his hand tightens and strokes more firmly.
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Date: 2022-07-19 08:31 pm (UTC)Hunter isn’t shy about the noises he makes or the little murmurs of encouragement; but he’s quiet so only Sawyer can hear. His attention bounces from Sawyer and how he feels, what he’s doing and Lennon - what he looks like, what he’s doing, his expressions for the strangers sitting just feet away from him.
He swallows a moan and buries his nose against Sawyers neck. He smells sweet…like homemade cookies. Edible.
But something makes him lift his head and looks towards the stage again.
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Date: 2022-07-31 08:46 pm (UTC)He focuses on making Hunter feel good, pressing his face into his shoulder and he feels a little shy that they're doing this here but not enough to stop.
On stage, Lennon had caught sight of Hunter and as he danced he watches him a small smirk on his lips. The dance gets even more erotic, risque -- really there had been no real limits put on what he could do. He drags his hands over his thighs and then over his half hard cock as he keeps Hunter's gaze, daring him to look away first.
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Date: 2022-08-03 01:19 am (UTC)“…wolf thing? Your neck?” He breathes and his eyes travel, following Lennons hands before finding his gaze again. That doesn’t count, does it? Like…how could he not look?
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Date: 2022-08-08 02:12 pm (UTC)Lennon definitely would count it as looking away but he doesn't mind and just shoots him a smirk when their gazes meet. He'd definitely be finding him later even if it looks like Hunter is getting off already.
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Date: 2022-08-18 03:33 pm (UTC)What he wants he won’t get, and that’s fine. He understands and doesn’t want to ruin what Lennon and Dae have set in stone but it’s all about adapting. He’s fine with the toys and everything else they do.
The look he gives him in response is very much a ‘please’ before he has to draw some of his focus back to Sawyer and he realizes suddenly that the opposite goes for him.
Hunter would one hundred percent want to top Sawyer - and can’t. He almost laughs at the realization.