dichotomize

[See why would you rather be doing something other than this right now? Shaking, harsh gasps now and his nails are digging into Hatter's ass hard enough to break the skin while he pushes the pace just a little faster.]

[Because priorities but he's not thinking about that right now. Instead, he's using Ticky's distraction to tangle their legs together and roll so he's on top.]

[Jlsfls wasn't expecting that and laughs a bit as he's turned, not really struggling against it.]

[sits up, but not before passing his hand feather-light over Tyki's face, feeling out his expression.]

That's a good face.

[groans a bit and arches up and it's obvious he had been getting PRETTY CLOSE]

Is it...

Mhm. It is!

[lllllifts himself up until Ticky is almost entirely out of him, then sinks down again, quickly.]

[snrk, then moans, and guess what maybe i won't try to be quiet!!

But hey I have two hands, so reaching up to grab Hatter's hips, helping him back up and jerking him down again]

Well. ..Always happy to please.

I'm glad to hear it~

[well then i'll just have to bend halfway and cover your mouth. 'x'!! Hatter bites his lip to keep his own sounds quiet, but he shudders at the new angle and works with Ticky's hands.]

[Bites Hatter's lip as well, then sucks on it, shaking a bit from the effort because someone don't have his various athletic skills back but not letting himself slow anyway, planting a foot against the mattress and rocking hard up into Hatter]

[Hatter's smiling into the kiss, sharp and smug, and reaches between them to jack himself off, nearing the edge.]

[I have no idea what you're feeling smug about exactly but is a little busy pulling Hatter roughly down onto him a few more times before he comes, moaning but too breathless for the sound to get very loud]

[he's a bit more in control and he is finding he enjoys that, is all.

a few more strokes and he finishes too, with a low moan, before easing himself off of Ticky and flopping to the side.]

[well you can be in control as much as you want bb

It's probably going to take one of longer to catch his breath than the other]

[definitely noting that!

but also basking so waiting for him to recover is fine by Hatter.]

[/when you have less energy than a guy who just lost an arm tho.

Oh well ticky is used to it, it doesn't take him long to wiggle an arm under Hatter and tug him closer]

[what cuddles really

...ok]

[yay cuddles, stays flopped on his back though]

Hmmm... weren't you going to tell me something...?

Aah... What was it you were curious about, again?

Hm... what was it...?

[...sitting up to take his jacket all the way off, digging through it for cigarettes...]

Oh yeah, why're you such a mess.

...A friend and I had a falling out. Unfortunately, our teams got involved somehow, so it just got messier and messier until he got shot and his team came to me for answers.

Though maybe "venting" is more accurate. They had very little interest in what I actually had to say.

So they took your arm and put out your eyes? Was it the other red team?

[lighting up! and then flopping back]

My eye was an accident. That was the beginning of the whole mess.

[NOTE THE SINGULAR THERE.]

My arm, though, yes. And it was Celeste, not Cardinal.

Oh, that team... They seem like they're a mess too. So the one shot was the shorty...? Or did you stab him when he took off your arm?

He was the one shot.

Well that explains a few things...

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