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WHAT whatever
WHERE wherever
WHEN Day 100, post heart shenanigans

[some people are probably waking from pretty bizarre dreams this morning to a beautiful day with a clear sky and... temperatures as low as like idk something really cold because there are snow flurries that are just being a nuisance more than anything beautiful like actual snow.

fortunately, there are plenty of coffee shops! with hot drinks! hot chocolate seems to be the drink of choice--chocolates being on discount also helps! maybe its time to bust out the winter share wear again???]

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[Amused]

Well?

Well, you do seem willing ...

I'm not sure how I would teach it.

[Twists to look up at him thoughtfully.]

That would be the more difficult part, yes.

[ both hands go up to cup their face now ]

Can you tell me what I'm feeling right now?

[ hahaha ]

Like you'd still like some comfort?

[closes their eyes, mouth quirking]

Sound a little more confident so I don't just think you're guessing.

[ he smiles, repeats that: ]

Like you would still like some comfort. I've really made a lot of this about myself, haven't I?

You're going to die tomorrow or very soon, so that's fair.

[ ehnnnnnn ]

Should I even go outside tomorrow...

[Reaches up to touch his face, light]

Want some comfort, too?

Perhaps I could use a distraction.

[They drop their hand to Mori's chest, bracing to kean uo and kiss him]

[ he kisses back, deeply, apparently more than happy to continue what they were doing earlier -- one hand leaving Sniper's face to go to the small of their back ]

[Sniper pushes down on Mori's chest and twists themselves into his lap. One smooth motion without breaking the kiss, and then using the new angle to press in more insistently. Body settling against him for the most contact. ]

[ he huffs out through his nostrils, widens his legs to make room for them and cants his hips upwards, body meeting theirs, hand sliding down to cup their ass ]

[There's an urgency to the speed they fall into rutting their hardening cock against Mori's. Sniper's perhaps surprisingly quiet in contrast, just gasping as the kiss drags on to the point of breathlessness.]

[ that doesn't pass him by but he doesn't comment on it yet - - but he does have to break the kiss after a few more seconds, breath rough against Sniper's lips as he grinds up against them, his pants feeling too restraining all of the sudden ]

[They let their forehead drop briefly to Mori's shoulder and grab the other one so they can lift themselves up to their knees. In an impressive combination of balance and flexibility, they manage to get their pants off without moving out of Mori's lap at all; They drop back against him immediatly, back arching in pleasure as they can rut their bare cunt against the swell of his erection and press their cock against his stomach at the same time.]

Ah—

Sniper - -

[ he murmurs and he has to let go of them for a second, drop his hands between them to undo his belt, at least push down his underwear enough to free his cock, make that contact more satisfying; but he only does that before his hands are back on Sniper, on their hips to help with the rhythm. he's painfully hard at this point. ]

Sorry.

[With a huff of amusement. Apologizing for being so rushed, or maybe not rushed enough as they take an indulgent moment rocking against his bare cock before lifting up enough that they can push down on it. Their hand grips the front of the shirt, using the leverage to lean up and kiss him, hard. Groaning softly as their weight settles and Mori bottoms on inside them.]

[ the groan he lets out at that is muffled into their mouth ; it is rushed, it stands out how rushed it is, but he can't seem to mind when he was the one asking for a distraction, too. his fingernails dig into Sniper's skin hard as he adjusts to the sensation of the heat around him before he bucks upwards, even if there's not much room to move up into them when they're sunk down on him like this. ]

[There is something about getting Mori so desperate so quick that bring out that competitive edge on top of their own restless neediness. They moan softly as Mori hits that much deeper, but lose no time in setting the pace, shamelessly angling so Mori's cock presses against against the best angle on each hard bounce. It's a fast pace but steady, effortless.]

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[ he's more than willing to help that pace along, breathing fast through his nostrils but not missing the chance to pull up on Sniper's hips and then yank down along with their movements. it's the most he really can do in this position, not afforded much space to really buck up into them, but he's doing his best okay, nails still curled into their skin. ]

[Truthfully Sniper doesn't need the help, but they like the hold and the bite of his nails and the urgency in it. Practical concerns flit across their mind—selfish concerns, how worked up they are from stress and loneliness and how much they can reasonably expect to get from Mori. As much as their body aches to break the feverish tension sparking their demanding pace, rushing to finish won't do either of them any favors in terms of distraction.

Sniper pushes Mori more insistently down, flatter, so they can have more control. More depth at a slower pace. The position breaks the kiss so their moan is fully audible: equal parts frustrated and pleasured.]