Billy what’s Dmitri undress, taking a swig from the bottle of vodka still in his hands and finishing his smoke, stubbing it out in a nearby ashtray. Fuck he’s beautiful.
Placing the bottle down on the side of the hot tub, Billy places his hands on Dmitri’s biceps, letting him trail his fingers over his chest, lips quirked in a small smirk. “I’m not impatient. I’m just keen to take full advantage of the time we have without the old guy around.”
Dmitri huffs in something like frustrated agreement, a distaste-filled rumble that has him closing what distance remains and stealing a hungry kiss as he pulls him flush against him. It's only the work of a moment to get them both in the tub and the younger man settled in his lap, a series of nipping kisses tracing along his neck.
"So take advantage, then, lisich. Nobody's stopping you"
Billy lets Dmitri manhandle him into the hot tub, especially if it means he's gonna kiss him like that again. He settles in the Russian's lap, pressing their groins together with a breathy moan, head tipping to one side to give Dmitri all the room he wants. They have to be careful with things like hickeys in visible places but it doesn't stop Billy from wanting them.
His arms rest over Dmitri's shoulders and he leans forward to kiss him again, nipping at his lower lip and tangling his hands in the short hair.
One hand moves to rest at Billy's hip, guiding him against him. He grumbles a little at the fact his boxer briefs are soaked through, but that's a problem to deal with at a later time. For now, there's friction in his lap that pulls a rumbling sound of approval from him as he returns the kiss, tongue teasing inside to claim him as his free hand traces across his chest, finding a nipple to roll between his fingers, tease over with his thumb, in general find out what kinds of noises he can pull out of the other man.
Billy's gasp breaks the kiss and he arches his back, pushing his chest into those nimble fingers. The action has him grinding his throbbing cock against the clothed one beneath him and it feels so fucking good that he does it again, more deliberately. He settles into a rhythm, rolling his hips in a mimicry of riding the other man.
"I want you inside me. Want you to fuck me until I forget my own name."
This time it's Dmitri's turn to groan, cock hardening obligingly under the friction as Billy grinds against him, finding a pace and rhythm that quickly has him cursing the layer of fabric between them. He bucks up against the younger man, partly to relieve some of the tension building and partly yo get him dislodged enough to tug his underwear down, abandoning them in the tub since he has far more important things to worry about.
"Greedy little puppy," he chuckles, ducking his head to suck on his other nipple, closing his teeth around it gently and rolling it along his tongue as his free hand slides around to cup Billy's ass firmly, squeezing in promise before sliding a finger between his cheeks, probing at first.
"Am so." Billy smirks when he feels Dmitri's fingers slide over his hole because he knows that the other man won't be able to probe too far. Instead, he'll feel the soft smoothness of warm glass and the gentle press against it has Billy gasping softly.
"Also efficient. Got myself ready for you and everything."
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Placing the bottle down on the side of the hot tub, Billy places his hands on Dmitri’s biceps, letting him trail his fingers over his chest, lips quirked in a small smirk. “I’m not impatient. I’m just keen to take full advantage of the time we have without the old guy around.”
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"So take advantage, then, lisich. Nobody's stopping you"
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His arms rest over Dmitri's shoulders and he leans forward to kiss him again, nipping at his lower lip and tangling his hands in the short hair.
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"I want you inside me. Want you to fuck me until I forget my own name."
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"Greedy little puppy," he chuckles, ducking his head to suck on his other nipple, closing his teeth around it gently and rolling it along his tongue as his free hand slides around to cup Billy's ass firmly, squeezing in promise before sliding a finger between his cheeks, probing at first.
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"Also efficient. Got myself ready for you and everything."