I'll Be Seeing You {RadioDust}

Chapter 58

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~T&K

~Sexual content~
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Friday, August 10th, 1923
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"That wasn't so hard, was it?"
Anthony grinned as he stood up from where he sat and walked over to his lover and crouched down before crawling into the small space under the desk.
It was a good thing he was so thin and small, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to fit.

The blonde then shifted so that he was situated between Alastor's legs, looking up at him from his dark little space.
"Just keep doin' whatever it is you were doin'. I'll just be down here."
Anthony hummed as he brought his hands up to undo the buckle of Alastor's belt.

Gulping slightly as he realized what the blonde was doing, Alastor simply nodded. So long as they were quiet... he supposed he didn't see the harm in this.
"Alright..."
He breathed tiredly, putting his book down now. He doubted he would get very far with reading, so maybe writing would come easier.

Taking the cork from the ink again, the brunette picked up his pen and dipped it in, continuing to write down his thoughts on the entity.

As he worked on unbuttoning and unzipping Alastor's pants, Anthony bit his lip, feeling the prominent bulge underneath the fabric.
Tapping Alastor's thigh to get him to lift himself slightly, the blonde then brought his lover's pants down just enough before pulling him out of his underwear.

Looking up at Alastor, Anthony took hold of the seemingly painful girth, tilting his head slightly as he leaned forward, only breathing against the shaft.
"Tell me I won."
He whispered, pressing his lips against Alastor's skin lightly as he kept his eyes up on him.

Alastor gasped softly as he felt cool fingers around him, the man grunting slightly as a response, trying to keep his focus away from that and on his writing.
"Anthony-"
He sighed, eyes flicking down to his lover and to what he was doing.
"I already said that for you."

"You can do it one more time, can't ya?"
Anthony breathed as he brought his tongue out, teasingly licking up the shaft for a split second.
"I could stop, 'course, but this looks kinda painful and like it ain't gunna go away on its own."

Alastor felt his eyes close at merely the teasing lick.
"Anthony-"
He huffed again, knowing that he was doing this on purpose.
"Fine. You. Win."
He spoke through gritted teeth, grip on his pen tightening.

Anthony grinned with pride from hearing those words come from Alastor's very mouth.
"Grazie, amore~"
He sighed as he brought his lips up to Alastor's tip, opening and taking him into his mouth with a low and satisfied hum.
It was kind of funny, how Alastor thought he'd be able to actually get anything done.

Alastor hummed in warm pleasure as Anthony took him into his mouth, the brunette's face scrunching slightly as he attempted to continue writing.
"Thank you... mon amour."
He sighed, dipping the pen back into the ink.

Anthony closed his eyes and focused on Alastor's needs, taking more of his cock into his mouth with a soft moan.
It was rather interesting; if Alastor hadn't whispered those things to prove himself, this situation probably wouldn't have occurred in the first place.