rpg_palace | Orlando and Harry...come on, what do you think happens?

"Lo Sexy!"

"Hey cutie!"

Orli leaped and hugged his Harry

Harry hugged Orlando back, burying his face in his shoulder. "How is my love today?"

"Absolutely brilliant, as always." Orlando grinned, and snuggled his face in the crook of Harry's neck.

"Any particular reason, or just a damned good day?" Harry smiled, raising his head and kissing Orlando's temple.

"Oh, just a damned good day. I met an old friend from college, it was her birthday." He sighed happily. "And then I come home and you're here."

"I'm just happy to be here. Anything interesting happen at the birthday? Were you well behaved, or not so much?" Harry smirked, a glint in his eye.

"I popped in, had a few drinks, said hello, then left. I was good, cos I was in public."

Harry pouted. "But being good's no fun! Well, I guess since I wasn't there, I'll let you get away with your good behavior."

"There were cameras. I can't prove I'm an idiot, okay?" Orli giggled and kissed Harry's cheek.

Harry gave Orlando a poke in the ribs. "Not an idiot. Don't say that- you idiot!"

"Love you muchly." Orlando grinned and kisses him again. "That make me an idiot?"

Harry huffed and blew a raspberry at Orlando. He figured that was a pretty appropriate response.

Orlando leaned over and caught Harry's tongue gently between his teeth, grinning.

"OY!!" Harry managed to say without the use of his tongue, glaring at Orlando.

Orlando chuckled and pressed forwards, kissing Harry firmly.

// Much better, thank you! // Harry leaned into the kiss, moaning softly

*Love you* Orlando moaned and pulled Harry closer, placing one hand on his jaw.

// Love you too ... I'm yours. // Harry wrapped both arms around Orlando.

Orli mumbled and pulled back, his eyes half_lidded. "Love you so much," He smiled.

Panting, Harry reached out to stroke Orlando's cheekbone with the back of his hand. "I love you. Always, I'll love you."

"Mmm." Orli nuzzled his hand and smiled. "You are so sappy and gorgeous and cute." he giggled, trying to stir Harry up.

Harry glared and growled. "Little one..."

Orli batted his eyelashes. "There's nothing wrong with being cute, okay?"

"For you. You are cute. And you just stop with the eyelashes right now. Just 'cause they work on everyone else..." Harry is so dead.

"They work on you too." Orli half-pouted and fluttered his lashes even more.

Harry closed his eyes, squeezing them tight. "I'm not looking ! If I don't look, they can't suck me in!"

Orli pouted and stalked over to the bedroom door. "Guess I'm a one man band tonight then, eh?" he said loudly.

Harry's eyes shot open. "What! No- I-

Orli took his chance and batted his eyelashes.

Harry got a wicked smile on his face, and stalked towards Orlando, "You win, little one. You've got me. Now tell me, just what is it that you've won..."

"I thought it was you who decided what I won." Orlando grinned, backing into the bedroom, stripping off his shirt.

"You're the one with the eyelashes, talking me into anything just by batting your eyelids." Harry followed Orlando in, pulling off his own shirt and throwing it aside. "It frightens me to think of what could happen if you used your power over me for evil instead of for... well, mostly a lot of sex."

"I'd much rather a lot of sex." Orlando grinned.

"Well then we're agreed." Harry stood a few paces off from Orlando and slowly unbuttoned his well worn jeans, inching them down his hips and lower, letting them slide down to the floor in a puddle. Feet already bare, he stepped out of the pants, naked now, staring at Orlando.

Orlando took in a breath and licked his lips. "Nice," he grinned at Harry.

Harry nodded at Orlando with a cheeky smile, hands on his hips. "Now you."

"Do it yourself." Orlando grinned. He just liked having Harry touch him, and he so hoped that his lover picked up on that thought...

Harry walked over to Orlando and moved behind him, wrapping his arms around Orlando's stomach. Dragging his fingers down, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of Orlando's pants and rocked him back, pulling him backwards, rubbing up against Orlando and moaning.

Orlando let out a low growl, threw his head back onto Harry's shoulder.

Slipping one hand into Orlando's pants and stroking his cock, Harry unbuttoned his pants with the other, slowly, then pushed the pants down off Orlando's hips and pulled him back against Harry, naked skin finally touching.

Orlando moaned, and canted his hips up to meet Harry's hand. "Don't stop," he whispered.

"Never. Lube?" Harry whispered, leaning forward, his lips touching Orlando's ear.

"Where it always is," Orlando mumbled, reaching over his shoulders to drag his fingers over Harry's skin

Harry leaned forward to kiss Orlando's temple. "Stay. Slip your pants off the rest of the way or leave them be. Up to you." He pulled his hand away from Orlando's cock, and stepped back, heading for the side table where the lube in fact, always was.

Orlando shimmied out of his jeans and kicked them away.

Harry moved back in behind Orlando, and gently bit the back of his neck, as he slipped one lubed finger inside Orlando.

Orlando cried out and closed his eyes, clenching his fists at his sides.

Harry slipped in a second finger, curling the pair of them to scrape across Orlando's prostate, stretching him carefully. He covered his other hand with lube, throwing the bottle onto the bed and slicking himself, then reached around to grasp Orlando's cock in his slippery hand, stroking him gently. "I love you little one. Say when." Harry whispered.

Orlando keened again, his back arching. "WHEN!" he shouted hoarsely.

Harry slid his fingers out of Orlando and leaned over his shoulder to capture Orlando in a deep kiss, tongue delving into Orlando' s mouth. Still stroking Orlando's cock, he positioned himself and slid in, one long slow motion until he was buried completely. Wrapping his free hand around Orlando's waist, he waited for Orlando to move- for him to be ready.

Orlando gasped into Harry's kiss, and moved gently. he reached down and grabbed one of Harry's hands in his own.

Clutching Orlando's hand in his, Harry started to move, slowly, rocking into Orlando while stroking his cock with his other hand, moaning into the kiss they shared.

Orlando groaned and rocked into Harry's hand, breathing heavily. *Love you*

Harry thrust gently, holding onto Orlando's hand on the one side, tightening his grip on Orlando's cock on the other. "God, I love you." He whispered, leaning in and licking the shell of Orlando's ear

Orlando sucked in a huge breath, only to let it out as a whimper. He squeezed Harry's hand again, and moaned.

Harry sped up, thrusting harder, stroking faster. He panted, and wrapped his and Orlando's arms around his waist, hands still linked, breathing getting ragged.

Orli groaned and mumbled, thrusting into Harry's hand hard, resting his head back on Harry's shoulder.

Feeling his release approaching, Harry leaned down and purred into Orlando's ear, "Close, love. So close. Come with me please, Orlando?" His thrusts were becoming more forceful, more ragged.

Orlando growled and pressed his nose against Harry's neck. "Yes," he panted, smiling.

Harry smiled, and kissed the top of Orlando's head. Pulling their arms in tight against Orlando, he thrust harder, angling for a hit to Orlando's prostate with every stroke. Gasping, he cried out, "Oh, fuck- Orlando, now!" Driving hard into Orlando, he poured his release into him, still stroking him hard, panting into the back of Orlando's neck.

Orlando screamed and came hard over Harry's hand, whispering incoherent words as he tried to regain control of his breath.

Harry held onto Orlando tightly, murmuring into his ear, "I love you."

"Love you so...fucking much." Orli replied, sighing happily. "Snuggle time?" He asked, eyeing the bed.

Harry rest his head against Orlando's. "Love you. Yeah, lie down now, okay?" Harry pulled back a little, slipping out gently, but still holding Orlando up.

Orli sighed and shook his head gently to clear the fogginess. "Okay. Come snuggle." he smiled and crawled across the bed, under the doona.

Following behind Orlando, Harry collapsed onto the bed, sliding under the covers. "Fucking beautiful, Orlando."

Orlando sighed and pillowed his head on Harry's chest. "Fucking cute, you are."

"If I say fine are you going to do another giggly triumphant post again?" Harry wrapped his arm around Orlando, pulling him in tight. "'Cause I'm still having to put up with Craig and Dominic from the last time."

"Not this time." Orli sighed, already half-asleep.

Harry kissed Orlando on the head. "Fine. Just for tonight, I'm fucking cute. Go to sleep, little one."

Orli smiled. "Okay."