[James + Chase] Not-For-Young-Eyes

[dr_robchase]

Chase hissed at the sudden push, but he gasped with pleasure at the touch, helping to loosen his jeans, but knowing that there was no way he'd just be on the receiving end.

He tipped his head to the other side, another furious kiss landed -- maybe there was something to the hate fueling passion theory.

He worked fervently on working his fingers down James' pants, trying to yank them open in his urgency.

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[dr_robchase]

"Well?" Chase's voice was terse, almost snappy. "Did you change your mind?" His whole body felt about to erupt. Volcano day.

[needs-a-comb.livejournal.com]

Ordinarily, James would have stopped then. Would have made him wait, just for spite. Just to hear him beg. However, he himself wasn't much better off, and so instead he pushed forward with a rough jerk, not bothering even with spit and not caring.

"Fuck," he coughed, his forehead falling to rest against Chase's shoulder.

[dr_robchase]

Chase hissed at the feel and the burn, but his hips rocked him back into it and the sound he made was more of a yelp than anything. "God," he gasped.