A night in Reaver's chamber

[Robyn]

His head was fuzzy. He couldn’t remember the last time he was like this. Normally his graceful stride was one of clumsy stumbles now and he felt the need to grip onto anything stable for support. He didn’t even know it was possible for homunculus to get drunk. But oh that wine was of good vintage.

Stumbling to his private chamber he giggled childishly as his hat slanted and toppled off. “Silly Hat…your drunk..” He giggled as trying to pick it up caused him to fall onto his behind. He sighed and tipped the bottle up feeling more of the fine liquid roll onto his tongue though a lot of it proceeded to trickle down his chin. Not very graceful. He flopped back onto the floor and gave a sigh. Xan…oh Xan was going to most likely spend the night with that girl. She was…attractive and they seemed to know each other. He gave a small noise of distaste. Tonight he would be alone in his large bed it seemed. How un natural for him.

[Xan]

It was not long after Reaver's un-Reaver like fall that Xan walked into the room. He was holding onto a nice sized bottle of wine...the entire contents of which was safely tucked away in his tummy. With a slight hiccup he walked ever so quietly into Reaver's private chamber. Whereas most people tended to get more clumsy and less graceful when they had been drinking too much, Xan was for some reason the exact opposite: he walked with a grace and air that seemed almost feminine.

With a slight bounce in his step and a swing in his hip, Xan strolled over to Reavers' side and knelt down at his side, gently lifting the wine bottle up from Reaver's hand to his mouth.

The man's black suit was undone; the buttons were opened as was the shirt underneath, revealing glistening chocolate brown skin covered with a slight shine. Somehow his gloves, shoes, and even his socks had been removed on the way to the room, even though Xan could not recall removing them himself exactly. Ah well, it didn't matter, now did it?

"Hey Reavie, what'cha doing back here...without me?" After he finished asking his question, Xan winked down at Reaver before drinking yet more wine, letting some of the red liquid stroll down onto his chest. Woops, that was totally an accident.

[Robyn]

Tranced by the sexy homunculus that walked in he had to quickly lick away any drool that formed. Somehow Xan had stripped slightly and for a fleeting second he taught it would have been for him but then the girl… he sighed. “How come you’re here…what about your lady friend…” he said slowly to try and not jumble his words. Reaching for his snatched wine his lip quivered at the drops on that bronzed skin. The drops where daring him to lick it off. Feeling the need to do something his control was slipping so he turned to snatch the wine back and drink jealousy away. “That jay girl must be waiting.” he scoffed bitterly. Though a part of him of him was cynically laughing at him. “Pot calling kettle black…’
He slowly got up even more ungracefull then before before toppling foreward in front of Xan on his hands and knees. Oh my what a compremising position. The rather sane part of Reaver brain managed to snark. Correcting himself once more he manage to stumble to his bed. Shrugging off his coat he threw it onto a near by chair and sat down. Giving a sigh he looked different without the coat’s over fluffed fur collor. His shoulder looked slimer. Flumbing fingers pulled at his bow forgetting the pin cursing and giving up. Laying back in defeat he glanced up catching Xan still stood there. “If you want condoms there in several draws around here…” He pointed to the door next to him forgetting also in there was a black thong with the Oroborus on the crotch in there too.

[Xan]

For some reason, Reaver staring at him made Xan get a little warm, especially considering that the man was flat on his back, looking up at Xan with that mesmerized expression. It was just sooo cute! Apparently Reaver wanted to hide it however, because he licked off the subtle amount of drool and asked about Jay.

“How come you’re here…what about your lady friend…” Too bad that Xan was only half paying attention, too busy staring at Reaver waiting for him to lick off the wine that he had let fall onto his chest. Seeing that he wouldn't, Xan simply traced his finger along his chest, picked it up on the tip of his index finger, then licked said finger...oh...so...slowly....before he actually answered Reaver's question with a casual shrug.
"What about her?"

Ah, but the answer was slightly obvious: Reaver was...Xan chuckled to himself quietly as his special friend downed some more wine, greedily gulping it down. “That jay girl must be waiting.” Now, why was Reavie wasting his time with that bottle when there were plenty of other things to put in his mouth?! Wait, was he saying what Xan thought he was saying? Xan crossed his hands behind his back just as Reaver fell onto his hands and knees, making the pose look even better than it might have otherwise.

Before Xan could help him up, Reaver got up and went to his bed, stripping off his overcoat and trying unsuccessfully to remove his bow-tie. “If you want condoms there in several draws around here…” Xan couldn't help himself, he went over to a nearby drawer and opened it, curious as to whether or not Reaver was joking. Not only was he serious, but there was also something very...kinky in there as well. Pulling out the Ouroborous thong, Xan waved it around in the air in front of his face, sticking his tongue out at Reaver playfully.

"Well, I suppose that it's only fair that I tell you that Jay and I aren't like that at all; we're just basically friends. So, were you going to wear these for me, or should I wear these for you?"

Without waiting for an answer, Xan threw them lightly at Reaver's head with a small laugh. If he got lucky, maybe they'd land directly on top of his head!

[Robyn]

He huffed his cheeks pouting un-amusedly as the thong landed on his hair. “Excuse me duckie please be careful! I know where that has been. I rather not have it on my face.“ He sulked as what Xan had said sunk in. The information ticked in his drunk brain slowly. “You…want me to wear it…?” He asked slowly. Sucking his tongue for a second as he reached up taking the material off his head. He stared at it with a puzzled face then it all clicked. Falling back on the bed he laughed. And laughed and laughed. Till his ribs hurt. He had spent all evening after the girl had walked in sulking at the fact Xan was being whisked from his bed when the man didn’t give a damn for her. Well he did but not in a sexual way. He calmed himself and managed to gathered himself enough to lay in the most seductive position he could but still look graceful and untouchable. “So….if you two are friends….what are we?” he said biting his lower lip.
He lifted the thong before throwing them to the side. “What is the point in putting them on…cause if you answer correctly I think everything will be coming off.” reaching up he managed to get the pin off the bow and slip it off licking his lips. “I must say duckie… you do look extremely delicious.” Purring more.

[Xan]

Xan made an excited noise as the naughty undies landed straight onto Reaver's head. He then made a mischievous face when Reaver complained most hilariously about the fact that his sexy undies were in his face instead of over his nether regions. “Excuse me duckie please be careful! I know where that has been. I rather not have it on my face.“ Xan simply shrugged with fake remorse written all over his features. Again he stuck out his tongue at Wrath and began to walk (though the better term would be glide) toward him.

"Oh, I can take a few guesses as to where that's been, and I have to say, the places that I'm thinking of are quite...interesting. Oh and yes, I want you to wear that, I wasn't kidding."

By the time that Reaver managed to get out his question, Xan had already made it to the bed, and was standing at the foot of the bed, almost as though he were waiting for something. “So….if you two are friends….what are we?” Wrath said biting his lower lip before he threw the naughty panties away. “What is the point in putting them on…cause if you answer correctly I think everything will be coming off.” Xan placed a finger on his chin and looked up, pretending to think to himself. Pretending.

"Oh, I don't know what we are, nor do I want to think about it. That's getting too far off-topic, don't you think?" Xan crawled onto the bed and laid down right next to Reaver himself, tugging on the other Homunculus' arm hard enough to bring him down to his level.

"You look rather tasty yourself Reavie, if I do say so myself."

With that, Xan stared rather invitingly at Reaver, clearly saying; 'Your turn!'

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[Robyn]

The other homunculus came over to his bed laying beside him and pulled him close. For a spilt second a blush creeped along Reaver’s pale cheeks and for that second he almost hated Xan for the odd feelings the Albino caused him. But then he could easily forgive him as he let his hand wonder up the toned stomach and chest muscles. He couldn’t help but let his nails lightly scratch over the man’s nibbles in a sensual way. “Well I seem to have you…half exposed in my private chambers… on my bed…” He lent closer. Smirking darkly he pressed his lips hungrily to the others pressing his lithe body into Xan’s.

He almost moaned as he could taste wine mingled with Xan’s natural taste as he ran his tongue over the other’s lower lip. Before giving it a nip and sucking on it. Part of him wanted to cup the others face but that seemed rather girly so he went with digging his nails into the man’s shoulders. He gave a purr parting from the other and let there eyes meet. “Well….is that a good enough move now…” He smirked keeping there bodies close.

[Xan]

Xan smiled as he felt Reaver's fingers explore his toned bronze body freely, stopping where they willed, which apparently would have been his nipples. The tingling sensation produced from said movement was divine, and yet there was so much more yet to come. Literally if he had anything to do with it.

“Well I seem to have you…half exposed in my private chambers… on my bed…” Xan almost muttered something about wondering who had whom half exposed when Reaver kissed him most sensually. The Colonel could taste the red wine mixed in with something different, a more powerful scent if not more arousing. The natural smell of Reaver's breath? 'Oh my...this could be fun.'

“Well….is that a good enough move now…” Xan chuckled darkly, then responded by reaching up and placing a hand onto Reaver's chest. "Well, that wasn't bad..." He whispered, before pushing Reaver onto his back and positioning himself on top of the other Homunculus. "But now it's my turn."

Xanthus slowly lowered himself down onto Reaver's body, stopping only after he could feel the warmth of his 'friends'' body pressed against his own. Reaching downward, Xan began to use his hands in a way similar to Reaver; he began to trace out Reaver's nipples one after the other with the nails of his left hand, whilst the right hand found Reaver's left and pinned it to the bed. Couldn't risk him escaping right? Then, not to be outdone where the mouth was concerned, yet not wishing to be a copycat, Xan brought his mouth right up to Reaver's neck where it met the collar bone, kissed it, then using his teeth lightly bit down into the soft white flesh.

[Robyn]

He chuckled and gave a sexy growl as Xan climbed out him. Giving a purr as Xan caressed his chest he couldn’t help the moan that escaped him when the elder homunculus teased him like he had. Feeling the spare hand pin him he pouted. “Love…do you think I’ll…” A gasp from one of Xan’s ministrations to his torso. “Run away from this,…” With that it seemed Xan’s mouth had gotten bored and bit into his neck. Oh he loved biting. Giving a moan his hips snapped up almost in response and ground against Xan’s in desperate need for delicious friction.
He squirmed slightly to get his hands free. As kinky as this was and he had no objections to future tying down he wanted to have his hands involved. To touch , to grope ,to scratch and not forgetting to pull off those remaining clothes. So whiles Xan’s mouth was distracted to managed to wriggle one wrist free. Burying the fingers into xan’s snow white hair pulling him closer with a growl. “Hmm Darling your teeth are the devilish little buggers aren’t they.”

[Xan]

Xanthus enjoyed Reaver's responses, he enjoyed the other males' gasps and moans, and he especially enjoyed being the cause of said reactions. And speaking of reactions, Reaver suddenly pulling him in closer only served to make Xan bite down all the harder; it wouldn't be enough to cause pain to Reaver, just enough to intensify the pleasure, if not leave a little reminder for him to see later.

Moving further upward with his mouth, Xan began nibble of Reaver's ear, using the hand that wasn't pinning Reaver down to start caressing his chest and sides stopping only at the waist, not quite ready to go further down yet. After all, the party had only just begun...Stopping his biting and nibbling for only a few moments, Icarus managed to whisper seductively into Reaver's ear his warm, wine scented breath gently caressing the smooth white skin like a gentle breeze.

"Trust me, I'm just getting started. Wait till I stop using my teeth."

With that, Xan returned to his pleasuring of Reaver, though only a few more moments had passed before he decided to face the other homunculus right in the eyes. Enjoying the look he found there, Xan leaned down and started a new kiss, going deeper and further than even the other male had dared to venture.

[Robyn]

He purred as he could feel a hicky form. The normal annoyance of being rather pale worked out for once. The bite got harder and he couldn’t help but press his hips to Xan’s. He was rather annoyed at how girly his reactions were. He rarely got like this. This only meant Xan was a catch that he couldn’t let go.

Feeling the soft caresses he wondered about when did his waist coat and shirt actually come off. He shivered as Xan whispered into his ear. Stop using his teeth. Things would get better after the biting? But how? The biting was very good… Reaver moans wondering what glorious tricks was up Xan sleeves when the man kissed him. He wrapped his arms round the other’s neck and hooked his leg over the other’s waist pulling the hips sharply together so the groins ground with each other for friction and heat whilst there tongue’s mingled and danced for dominance.

[Xan]

The battle for dominance raged inside of the mouths of the homunculi with no clear winner emerging after quite some time. One of Xan's hands, his right one, after releasing Reaver's left had simply remained where it was, acting as support. The other however, being the far naughtier of the two, managed to find its way down lower on Reavers' body. Snaking down and finding pants and a zipper, Leftie immediately began to undo the zipper expertly, while Xanthus kept Reaver too busy to do much else but kiss and feel his pants being slowly undone.

Meanwhile, Xan's right hand found itself rather unexpectedly exploring Reaver's hair, caressing, massaging, and rubbing where necessary. Simultaneously, Xan ended the tongue war for a moment, though only for a moment before resuming it with twice the ferocity, having suddenly become a little bit more forceful than at the beginning. 'Hmm...I should probably get undressed to, or else Reaver might get pouty again.' Suddenly, Xan's shirt and suit fell off in half from the back, cleanly as though a finely sharpened instrument had cut it in half. The Ishvalan's upper body was now totally revealed, glistening in the light of the private chamber, perfect and bronze as though it had been sculpted just for moments such as this.

'Ah, much better. Thanks.'

[Robyn]

Reaver couldn’t stop the deep moan that escaped his lips as the two battled. This was better then any lay he had before. He dragged his nails down Xan’s shoulders as he submitted slightly. Giving a appreciative noise as the zipper on his now tight trousers was realised so the discomfort lessened. Xan’s other hand was in his hair. His hair was far more silky and softer then most peoples. That somehow bounced across his hair naturally with no gel or hair glue. Reaver was very proud of his hair and normally touching it resulted in a bullet but today he couldn’t help but coo and pull the other deeper into the kiss before giving a small whine when he move away.

He panted softly catching his breath his lips slightly swollen from the kiss. But the break only lasted a short moment. Xan greedily attacked his mouth again and Reaver couldn’t be more pleased. And much to his pleasure the shirt had come off letting Reaver’s hands explore the fine muscled torso above him. His fingers danced over them and only one taught escaped him. ‘Mine…’

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