tyler_gone | Atlas Gym, Friday Evening, 7/24

Atlas Gym, Friday Evening, 7/24

The thing about the gym staff was, they really weren't too bright about things like making you give your keys back when you quit. That went double if you kept staying past the time the gym closed anyhow. As long as he didn't expect to get paid, Tyler could pretty much come and go as he pleased.

He'd been taking advantage of that a lot this week. Tonight, he was going to stay late and put in a couple more weight circuits ... just as soon as he'd watched David & David Have Problems all the way through while lying on a couch in a disused office.

Hey, it made him laugh.

[OOC: For one.]

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"Should I ask if you like like me now?" Tony asked, grabbing hold of Tyler and doing something crude.

"Like you don't know that."

And Tyler was going to do something equally crude to undercut the fact he had just said something vaguely sentimental.

Tony went quiet, pressing a very faint smile against Tyler's neck. "We could try it in the back of a car then. I have a few just off island."

"You told me." Tyler was equally quiet as his fingers traced designs down Tony's back and along his ribs. "We could drive someplace. Florida. New York."

"Did you want to?" Tony asked, pausing for just a moment before his hand continued it's slow and lazy strokes one Tyler's dick.

"Right now" -- and there was a little breathless laugh in Tyler's voice -- "I'm pretty happy where I am."

He'd kiss Tony again to prove it.

Tony clearly meant later! Okay, not so clearly in retrospect. But he was a bit busy kissing Tyler back to bring up his corrections to that point.

"No Nazi bees, I promise."

"Promise?" Tyler asked between kisses. His hands were busy, and he was losing himself in this.

"Well..." That was granting outside forces might have a small play in this.

Tony moved his hand just a bit faster, settling his weight more firmly against Tyler.

"We'll try." And that was really all the words Tyler needed right then as he licked his way along the hollow of Tony's collarbone, hips grinding against him.

Better. That was much better than before.

"Are you going to talk about road trips all night?" Tony asked, despite being the one to keep it going. He panted slightly, almost not noticeable if you weren't paying attention.

"Mmhmmm," Tyler teased. It was time for a mumbly sort of teasing. "Or we could try - "

More mumbling against skin there, but, really, there were only so many things they hadn't tried. Hopefully Tony had supplies and would not need a diagram drawn for him.

"Try?" Tony was just going to force him to say it. Because he was a cruel man like that.

He was, and Tyler knew that by now, too. "You can fuck me if you don't make me say it again and don't think it means you top forever."

Seriously. Reciprocity was a good thing.

Tony just smirked, grabbing Tyler's shoulders to pull him up. "Do you have anything or were you hoping I just carry that around with me all the time?"

Oh, god, ask for thought.

"I have a condom in my wallet." Tyler said, as precise as possible. "Don't suppose you have lube."

Tony snorted in amusement. "No, I don't carry that around casually."

Well, not here. In Malibu he'd just have it arranged to be around him if needed.

"Maybe next time?" He suggested, shifting down and kissing Tyler's chest as he went.

Tyler gasped under his breath and ran his fingers through Tony's hair fondly. "Next time," he said, and he wasn't going to think about whether he was more relieved or disappointed.

He wasn't tempted to try without, though. This wasn't a bad porno.

He should be very disappointed. Tony was very good at what he did, after all. And smug about it. Terribly smug.

"With a bed," He added before reaching Tyler's length and wrapping his lips around the tip. He'd be smug once he could talk again.

"Easier." And Tyler was not going to be much good for talking if Tony was going to keep doing that.

Which may be the reason why Tony was doing just that. Well, that and it was more than just a little bit fun to see what noises he could get Tyler to make tonight.

Hand around the base of Tyler's dick, he moved his mouth down and then back off the rest slowly.

The noises weren't really ones that could be spelled. They were soft but deep, verging on growls. Tyl;er's hand got firmer on Tony's head now, trying to steer things.

He was just so lucky that Tony was too busy to complain. Or roll his eyes at that in something that one may even call fond amusement.

Oh shut up.

Tony hummed something in warning, but went along with the steering anyway.

Fond amusement? It was true love. Clearly.

The steering was light -- Tyler and learned not to choke Tony -- and he squirmed to try to stroke Tony as well with his other hand.

Labels didn't suit them very well, though. So... fond amusement worked.

Really.

Tony tapped his hip, pulling back just enough to speak again. "I'd rather not explain to the clinic why you have a bite mark there," He informed Tyler dryly. "So wait your turn."

...someone had far too much experience with sex on couches.

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