General Halloween GP

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Halloween was as spooky or dull as you needed it to be in London. From handing out treats to those who came knocking, to attending costume parties and concerts all over the city, there was something for everyone tonight.

 

Plenty of bars and clubs were offering discounts to anyone bold enough to turn up in costume, and even the underground was bursting with holiday cheer as costumed commuters came and went, breaking up the dull day to day routine one usually faced while making your way from point a to point b.

 

Even those who chose to skip the costume were indulging in treats or maybe a creepy film or two.

 

There was no excuse to be bored. Not tonight. Not on Halloween.

 

(General Halloween GP for those who aren't keen on the haunted house! Feel free to post your pup anywhere in the city, from fancy dress parties to street corners. Go wild (or, you know, stay tame. Your call) Also, because there are two GPs going up this week, both are open to new top levels for two whole weeks! And, of course, you can keep tagging long after that if you want. :D I'll post reminders daily on slack.) 

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[sunsongs]

"Inside," Coby moaned, trying to steer them toward the door without breaking the kiss or pulling away, one hand fumbling for the keys in his pocket while the other continued to stroke and tease Anael's wings. "Bed."

[whispersoflove]

Anael's wings unwrapped from around them both, held behind him now, still there for the touching but letting Coby move and draw Anael along, draw him along if he didn't want to lose his touch, and he didn't, oh, thank you, God, he didn't. A slight miscalculation and they ended up right beside the door, and Anael couldn't help himself, not with Coby's hand driving him steadily crazier. He pushed Coby against the wall and kissed his way down his neck, looking for the spots that would make him moan the way Anael kept doing, soft and needy, against his skin, with the stroke of his fingers over sensitive feathers.

[sunsongs]

Coby's back hit the wall, and seriously, the bed could wait. His hair snagged on brick as he tipped his head back, offering his neck to Anael, a low sound rolling up from his chest as Anael found that spot against his pulse. He slid a thigh between Anael's, hips trying to rock, losing himself in sensation and the angel's warmth which was more than just physical.

[whispersoflove]

The wings arched around them, resting against the wall on either side of Coby, cocooning them both in a space that was just theirs and very much inviting Coby to keep touching them. Once Anael found one of those soft spots, he teased it for a few long seconds, hips rocking against Coby's leg in a slow, maddening rhythm before he moved on to find the next spot to make such lovely sounds spill out of Coby. One of his hands, warm despite the chill in the air, sneaked underneath the several layers Coby had on, under leather and cotton, to find skin and stroke warm fingertips across a hipbone.

[sunsongs]

Low moans and soft gasps were pulled out of Coby as sweet as his music could be, and his abs clenched, hips jerked into the brush of skin against skin. "I really wanna blow you right now," Coby nearly purred, "Just like this." Where 'like this' was punctuated by the deliberate caress of both hands as far along Anael's wings as he could reach, because fuck it felt good.

[whispersoflove]

The stroke of those hands was met with a full body shiver, and Anael gasping against Coby's skin, his hips rolling to press himself against his thigh. When he found his eyes, Anael's were slightly unfocused. "Anything you like," he murmured, and kissed him again, kissed him with how much he wanted him, a hand tangling in his hair, messing up his slicked back do.

[sunsongs]

Anael should always look like that, Coby decided, or as often as possible anyway. So he kissed back with the head-spinning rush of lust and affection he hadn't realized he could feel, but that Anael brought out of him. One hand traced over the long primaries feeling the quivering strength of the wings, and Coby had no idea where it had come from, this fixation on Anael's wings, but he'd be damned if he was going to stop now. His other hand moved in far more familiar ways, finding Anael's fly and palming the length of his cock.

[whispersoflove]

Anael broke the kiss on a loud moan, sounding almost pained with sensations, when pain was the furthest thing from them right now. "Please," he found himself whimpering, the relentless stroke of Coby's fingers on his wing drawing him near out of his mind with pleasure and need.

[sunsongs]

"Easy, lovely," Coby crooned, kissing and sucking his way down Anael's neck before going to his knees. "I've got you." Tongue curling in anticipation, he opened the angel's jeans, nuzzling at his crotch and freeing his length, while gentling over a wing at the same time.

[whispersoflove]

Unnecessary breath short, Anael raised his arms to brace them against the wall, blinking a few times to keep focusing on Coby, gorgeous Coby on his knees in front of him. His teeth bit down on his bottom lip at the first shock of Coby's fingers on his erection, and the wing Coby was touching angled differently to press into his hand. "You have," he confirmed at last, as if long, wonderful seconds hadn't elapsed since Coby's words. And when Coby looked up at him, he finished, "Got me."

[sunsongs]

There was a thrill more than just simple arousal in being able to wind a partner up this high, this hard, this soon, and when he got someone there, Coby didn't need to draw things out - although that could be fun too. He kept up the wingplay while licking once up the underside of Anael's dick, then taking the head into the warm wet of his mouth, moaning around it, because dear fuck yes.

[whispersoflove]

Anael did nothing to hold back his loud moan when Coby sucked in the sensitive head of his cock, and then the vibrations from that moan, and the knowledge of how much Coby, too, was enjoying himself... The sensations from his wing just mingled with the pleasure from Coby's mouth, with the love that shone bright and warm in Anael's chest. "Coby..." His name, a plea, a praise, a declaration and a promise.

[sunsongs]

And Coby was enjoying himself. Right then there was nothing he wanted more than this. Anael over him, hot and wanting, Coby's name on his lips a plea as Coby sucked him down, the wings Coby couldn't stop petting, the taste and feel of him on his tongue and filling his mouth and teasing at the back of his throat, the bite of his own zipper as his erection throbbed against it, even the contrast of cold, hard bricks under his knees. He tilted his head to take him even deeper, and rolled his eyes to look up at Anael, to watch as he came undone.

[whispersoflove]

The sight of Coby only added another level to the arousal and the pleasure, lips stretched around his cock, and Anael couldn't have looked away for anything. When their eyes met, the thrill of the added connection went straight to his balls, drawing them tight, and Anael's fingers curled on the brick wall as his wings tensed under Coby's hands. "Close," he barely managed to let out, a strain in his voice that was all pleasure and love.

[sunsongs]

Coby could feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter in Anael, and an answering tension building in himself. He hummed around the mouthful of dick, pulling back enough to suck hard on the head, his tongue playing in the slit. C'mon, lovely, let go for me.

[whispersoflove]

True to his word, it didn't take very much longer for Anael to comply with Coby's silent request, and his wings shuddered as he came in Coby's mouth, hips stuttering just enough to push a little more inside than just the head. A loud, happy moan accompanied his release, and he was distantly aware that he was leaning hard against the wall, as if he couldn't have held himself upright anymore without its support.

[sunsongs]

After gentling him through the aftershocks and come down, Coby tucked Anael carefully back into his jeans. The hardest part was keeping his hands off the wings - that probably weren't any less sensitive now than they'd been before - as he stood, his body brushing its way up Anael's in ways that made his cock twitch, and resting his hands on the angel's hips as support.

[whispersoflove]

Anael's lips unerringly found Coby's as he leaned into him, for a kiss that he felt he needed as a man might need air to breathe, to live, to love, to exist. Tasting himself on Coby's tongue hardly mattered; what mattered was Coby, and trying to pour into that kiss everything that Coby had just gifted him with. He breathed against his lips for a few seconds after breaking that kiss, then looked into his eyes. "Let me take you to bed?"

[sunsongs]

The kiss was like oxygen, and Coby put that need into it. "God yeah," he breathed, taking another kiss as he found his keys, only to discover the roof door wasn't locked after all, and the only thing standing in the way of Anael in his bed was the door to Coby's apartment. More time for kiss and touch on the way.

[whispersoflove]

Anael drew his wings back to let Coby go and open the door, and then drew them in tight to follow through the door, right behind him. He could barely stop touching him, a hand in the small of his back as they went down the few steps leading to Coby's door. Anael stepped right up behind Coby when he paused there, hand sliding to his hip, his other one pulling hair out of the way so that he might mouth at his nape.

[sunsongs]

No need to stop touching him, when Coby wanted it just as much. He leaned back into Anael's body when they stopped at the door, his head dropping forward. He fumbled a bit with the lock, not because it was sticking the way it could sometimes, but from the conflict of rushing to get in while trying to savor the contact they already had. Then the door opened and he pulled Anael inside, turning in his arms for another kiss as he backed into the room.

[whispersoflove]

Anael used a wing to push the door shut behind him without turning away from Coby, disappearing them with a roll of his shoulders as he kissed Coby, so he wouldn't get distracted by them knocking into things, so he could give his whole focus to Coby, warm, alive, beautiful, loving Coby. Both of his hands were cradling his jaw as they kissed, but eventually, Anael had to break it. "Where is your room?" he asked, breath short again.

[sunsongs]

Coby's hands settled on Anael's hips as he walked them toward his room. Why would he answer in words when he could be kissing again instead? He was lucky there wasn't anything in their way, though, since his focus had narrowed to only Anael.

[whispersoflove]

Anael entirely trusted Coby to lead them right, and in turn all of his focus was on him. His hands got busy, in the meantime, opening his hoodie and pushing it and his leather vest off of Coby's shoulders, fingers tracing their width as he went. He broke the kiss to pull Coby's t-shirt over his head, then ducked his head to lick over his nipple as they came to a stop beside his bed. His hands slid into the back pockets of Coby's jeans, holding him close as he lavished teasing attention on his nipple, grazing his teeth over it as soon as it had pebbled, wanting to draw more sounds out of Coby.

[sunsongs]

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