Jason Schuyler

A brow arching as the pair enter, a small smile toying over his lips. Turning his attention back to the televison, continuining with the channel surfing that seemed to have Gabe's attention until, deadpanned and drawled out slowly, he said.

"I thought I said no more pets, pup. Even if they are cute and just happen to follow you home.'

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Poor Reno, bartered off. Not that he minds.

Admires the house as they approach it- so big compared to his flat. Grins broadly, hands in his pockets and in his usual comfortable slouch that makes him a few inches shorter than he is. Huffs slightly with the pet comment, pouting and putting on his best puppy eyes even though Gabe's not looking at him.

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Grins as he walks over to the couch, straddling Gabe's lap and taking the remote away from him.

"He's not a pet. I worked out a deal for him, fair and square. That sister of his drives a hard bargain."

Turns and looks at Reno, waving him over to the couch.

"You don't have to stand there all night."

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Making a fce, squirming against his mate with a grin as his hands come to rest on Jason's hips.

"Well, hello to you too, pup." Pausing, canting his head to look over at Reno even as he speaks to Jason. 'You. Bought. Him? I.. I thought we were past those days. And I thought that was me, not you.'

Half smiling, completely confused.

"And yeah, man, make yerself comfortable. Beer in the kitchen. Food. Just don't go upstairs right now. Least they stopped with the giggling. And I think it was Jase not Em who was doin it."

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Smirks, amused, tilting his head in response to Gabe.

"I'm fine."

Circles around to the front of the couch, lightly ghosting his fingers along Jason's shoulders as he walks behind him before taking a seat next to, and facing, the pair.

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Looks back and forth between the two, grinning.

"So, since Reno didn't answer me, I'll leave the choice to you, Gabe. Silk, leather or steel?"

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Purring softly, the sound just barely rumbling through him as he gazes up at his mate once more. But then a flash of crimson, eyes trailing to follow Reno's movements.

Hips rolling lightly, eyes still on the other man even as he speaks to his mate.

"Depends, we restraining or enjoying? Silk is for fun, leather pain, steel is torment.' Purr darkening. "So, Reno? What is it you want?"

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Eyes stay on the two, grinning flashing with a sly playfulness. Tilts his head, murring thoughtfully as green eyes narrow, grinning.

"I really suppose it depends on who we're planning on using it on. Me? Either of the latter two."

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Reaches over and takes Reno's ponytail in hand, tugging it playfully.

"I believe you were the one complaining about freedom..."

Grins, thinking for a moment.

"We have the leather restraints or the handcuffs."

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"Oh, we're talking about you. And maybe him.' Smirking, arching up to bite against Jason's pec.

"Course, if you wanna tie me down, go for it. But I warn, I like to take revenge. And then I get inventive. Or dangerous.' Smirking though, hips now casually grinding to the man straddling him.

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Growls softly when his hair is tugged, chuckling, watching Gabriel move with a soft groan. Contemplates Gabe's warning, slightly chewing on his lip, smirking.

"In this case... freedom is overrated."

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Closing his eyes with a groan, he slips from Gabe's lap and stands, backing away from the couch.

"I'll go find things and get them ready..."

Looks at them both, licking his lips and heads for the bedroom.

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Groaning as Jason moved, hand sliding down to adjust himself. Eyes hooded as he looked up at Reno, unable to resist.

"Don't suppose you wanna take his place, do you?"

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Briefly watches as Jason leaves before turning his attention to Gabe when he speaks. Roguishly grinning, he shifts, sliding one leg over him to straddle his lap in place of Jason.

"That answer your question?"

Leans to lightly brush lips against Gabe's jaw.

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Listening from the bedroom, grinning as he pulls the restraints from the closet. He takes his time getting them hooked to the bed and then lays there, listening to the two in the living room.

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Hands sliding up onto Reno's hip, purr intensifying.

"MMm, that certainly does.'

Eyes hooded, turning his head, seeking Reno's lips as his hips begin to roll. Slowly grinding himself to the redhead straddling him.

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Certainly interesting to meet someone who can actually purr. Rests one forearm against the couch above Gabe's shoulder, other tracing against his next before tangling into Gabe's hair, kissing him slowly. Hips rolling back to meet his grind halfway.

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Gets tired of waiting, the whole two minutes having been torture, and rolls off the bed. He stops in the doorway, quietly watching the pair on the couch, biting back a moan as he adjusts himself.

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Tongue languid, tasting Reno as his hands slide down the man's thighs, brazen, bold as he just barely brushing against the man's crotch as Gabe's hips buck, almost hard, matching the moan that goes through him.

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Makes that soft whimper-moan he's known for, fingers tightening briefly in Gabe's hair. Hips slide forward to the touch, longing.

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Walks to the couch and moves Reno's ponytail to the side, placing a soft kiss to the back of his neck. Moving back a bit, he tugs at Reno's jacket, pulling it from his body and setting it across the coffee table.

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Withdrawing from the kiss even as his hand slides over to gentle run his knuckles up and down the length of the man's cock as his eyes flit to his mate.

"Tel me why we aren't taking him right here, one at either end?"

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