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[Reyes sighs out a satisfied noise, gazing down at Jesse's wet skin. He drags his fingernails down his chest, murmuring softly.]

Gorgeous.

[he is totally covered in bruises and hickeys from you and Medren, thanks]

Don't think it quite holds a candle to you.

[aw yea that's the stuff. He hums, cupping his cheeks and rubbing his thumb over his lower lip.]

Liar.

[he laughs, low, nuzzling into that touch]

You don't think you're the most gorgeous thing a man's ever seen?

[He pets up and down Jesse's body with some more hands, just... indulging in it. Tracing his fingertips over Jesse's thick dust of chest hair, stroking down his belly. They ply Jesse's belt open, slowly, unhitching his buckle. He lets his own hoodie melt off.]

Sweet talk gets you everywhere.

[God McCree isn't used to being so utterly adored like this? Especially from Reyes, it just gets him flushed and hard and breathless like nothing else. He's pressing eagerly into every touch, craving more.]

Well then, I'll keep it up.

[Reyes laughs, feeling shaky but allowing it. He shifts back a bit just enough to squeeze his hand between their bodies, and pushes his palm down inside of his pants. Here they are. Outside in the rain.]

Know what I want, cowboy?

Might have a couple of guesses, but why don't you tell me, Gabe?

[McCree is not complaining, rolling right into his hand, utterly lewd and loving it]

[mmfh that is real nice. He just keeps things right there.]

Nah... I want you to tell me.

[he laughs low, grinning as he keeps rolling into Reaper's touch]

Think you wanna take me, right here in the open—where anyone could come and find us.

[he hums, kissing at Jesse's throat. He could do that. It's what Jesse craves and fantasizes about, it's been their dynamic... He doesn't confirm, but he does ply Jesse's pants lower around his thighs, tease at his asshole and press fingers in.]

[Jesse groans, sliding back into those fingers, baring his throat. He's obedient to each of Reaper's whims, completely at his mercy]

You want it, don't you? Show the world I'm yours.

Mmm...

[he still doesn't answer. And he's quiet for a moment, massaging Jesse's prostate, distracted. Spellbound. Ah, this is what Jesse wants. Seems he can't possibly deny him.

He latches down on his throat with teeth and tongue, and leaves Jesse's ass wet and squelching with lube. In moments his hand has withdrawn and he's pushing his cock up inside of him, the two of them only partially obscured by a smokescreen.]

[Jesse's babbling less throughout all of this and a little more consume with just luxuriating in the feel of Reaper inside him, his hips jerking hard into his fingers as his hands, grip at Reaper's shoulders.]

Oh—goddamn, Gabe—Gabe you're so good—

[Reyes' laugh reverberates through the smoke, smug and pleasured. He smooths his palms up and down Jesse's thighs, almost lazily if his ragged breath didn't betray him. Their smokescreen gets thicker, actually...]

Mmm... What makes you think I want anyone to see you like this but me...

You wanna—keep this to yourself? Our little secret—?

[McCree's already breathless and dazed with want, rocking eagerly onto Reaper's cock, fingertips digging into the flesh of his shoulders]

[Reyes gathers him up into his lap. He stops moving to let Jesse ride his dick on his own.]

Tell anyone you want. But Iii'm the one that gets to see what I do to you.

Ah—fuck, yeah—this is for you. All for you, Gabe. You like what you see, huh?

[he grins, rocking hard, making a show of it]

Mmm hmmm.

[He leans back, his claws digging holes in the ground. Trying not to just lose it this time, no babbling or begging. He tries to be the ultimate commander for Jesse again, grinding his cockhead into his prostate while his nerves strain and shudder and his smoke roils around them both. Jesse has no idea how much Reyes loves what he sees or how this feels. His voice is deep and rumbling.]

Big, tough outlaw. Made his own name, thinks he's his own man. Here all you really want is my cock in your ass.

[Jesse chuckles, moans, his hands dragging over Reaper's chest to brace against it, he's not pitching faster, not yet, he wants this to last]

I ain't my own—fuck, shit—oh, I'm yours. S'why I want you—want you in me. S'why I need you, Gabe—because you made me—it's always been you—

[fuck.]

That's it.

[Reyes groans and lies all the way back flat on the ground, stroking Jesse's thighs as he bounces in his lap. He slaps his ass while he's at it, squeezes and kneads it.]

Jesse. You take me so good. Fuck, I love you. Nothing but a fucking wraith without you.

[he yelps, moans, his cock twitching with the slap as he abruptly rises, his thighs flexing as he works himself down harder and faster against Reaper's dick]

M'nothing without you either. Hell—I love you, love you so much. God just gimme more, gimme all you got, I can take it.

[Reyes laughs helplessly, and it sounds so much like Gabe, the reverb drained away.]

Jesse, baby. You're so much more. Ah shit. Just like that, go slow, you're too... Too much.

[Jesse whines, his body shuddering as he tries to slow, tries to savor what he has, squeezing tight around Reaper]

I'm—I want it, Gabe. I wanna be so good to you, so good for you.

[hcnfmg Reaper growls, finally driven to jerk his hips hungrily up into that tight squeeze, fucking hard. Jesse's pleading is too much. It's a good thing he can make himself stay hard because in moments he's cumming inside Jesse, gasping harshly.]