PSL: James and Randolph

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[When James discovered Randolph was no longer able to access the community, his first inclination was frank panic. That was why he was sitting in the corner of the room, conversing with Klavier of all people, and not back in bed with Randolph.

Which was really where he should be.]

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[How about as much as he wants before Randolph flips them over and starts gnawing on him?]

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[Oh. James gives a soft cry, groaning as he pushes in against Randolph, his fingertips sliding over Randolph's hair.]

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[Don't worry. He probably won't draw blood. He does leave a few bitemarks in his wake before he pulls away.]

Darling...

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Mmmmmmmm?

[James closes his eyes, leaning in to nip and suckle at his throat and lips.]

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[He growls and pulls away. He is trying to make a request!]

While of course I enjoy what we've been doing a great deal... do you think we could try switching places? You might like it.

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[James isn't preventing him from making requests, just enjoying the taste of him. Although Randolph's request does put n end to that. James hesitates, his hands stilling on Randolph's sides. On the one hand, the idea is -- well, he's certainly not enthusiastic about it. They've always done it the other way, which Randolph seems to enjoy just fine.

But James trusts Randolph not to hurt him. Can he really refuse?]

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[He smiles fondly and kisses the corner of his mouth.]

It's all right if you don't want to. I thought I would ask.

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[James curls into the kiss, nuzzling Randolph's cheek.] No, if you want -- I trust you.

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It would be nice, but it isn't mandatory, love.

[But he would really enjoy it! And he thinks he could get James to enjoy it too.]

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I told you. I trust you.

[James smiles faintly, leaning in to kiss Randolph again.]

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[That will earn his most dazzling smile.]

All right.

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[Seeing Randolph that happy is almost enough to convince him that this is a good idea.]

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Would you prefer to be on your front or your back, love? It's easier on the front, but... [It isn't exactly dignified.]

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Which would you prefer? [James nuzzles in against Randolph's neck, nipping lightly, hoping to coax another smile from him.]

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Hands and knees, if you wouldn't mind. [He will smile, he is glad to be getting his way... though he does want his James to be happy. He loves his James.]

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['His James'... He does like the sound of it, even though the thought of what is to come fills him with trepidation. He doesn't want to move away, if it means he can't kiss Randolph, but he rolls obediently onto his belly.