[his magic becomes engulfing, an alluring can't get enough of this rush of adrenaline. that's what demons do, they want to taunt and play and coax the oblivious into their deepest desires to feed the ego. fear, sex, anger - they love it, and August has been buried in his work with them so much that the pull of them acts as an open jaw so long as he's around. he's always had a problem with self-control, and now is no different.
a shudder as Oliver's hand glides along his body, then the bottle, and the second he's sure that Oliver at least has somewhat of a grip on it, his hand works quick to let it go and slip beneath his shirt. he breathes out along his neck, like he's been holding the air in his lungs for this exact moment. hot hand against skin, he slides it along his stomach to the dip in his waist.]
It's you I'm worried about. [said between soft kisses to his neck, worshipping, then bringing his mouth back up to Oliver's, he hisses out a demand as he takes his lower lip between his teeth.] Check it.
[and they're lip-locked again. August is hungry, hoping to take any words away.]
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a shudder as Oliver's hand glides along his body, then the bottle, and the second he's sure that Oliver at least has somewhat of a grip on it, his hand works quick to let it go and slip beneath his shirt. he breathes out along his neck, like he's been holding the air in his lungs for this exact moment. hot hand against skin, he slides it along his stomach to the dip in his waist.]
It's you I'm worried about. [said between soft kisses to his neck, worshipping, then bringing his mouth back up to Oliver's, he hisses out a demand as he takes his lower lip between his teeth.] Check it.
[and they're lip-locked again. August is hungry, hoping to take any words away.]