Damn Leg Humps

CCL andKhayman
Attempt to show you exactly why K has leg hump issues.
CCL plays Sean with a Khay muse, Khayman Liam with a Mi muse.

(The names and setting has been changed to protect the guilty, yet the over all gist of the play is true, and actually happened this morning. And some people wonder why I am so grouchy. Yes, he really sang that in that postion. I couldn’t make that up if I tried.  )
 
 

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Liam: ::gets lead into the cell by a guard 40 minutes before lights out. Looking around he sees a bottom bunk with the mat still rolled up. Assuming that is his bunk since no one else is around to say any different he unrolls it and makes up his new bed with the huge pillow case they call a bottom sheet and a well worn blanket. Slipping the smaller case on the thick plastic lumpy pillow he sneers in disgust:: comfort isn't part of the equation obviously. ::pulling off the uniform shirt and elastic waist-ed trousers that are prison issue. He brushes his teeth, putting the toothbrush, paste and useless plastic comb on the empty shelf above the sink:: God I wish I had a smoke. ::sits cross-legged on his bunk pulling the white cotton t-shirt down to cover the briefs, and absently pulling up one sock while the other has managed to work its way down, so five inches of footless sock is flapping around every time he wiggles a toe, which he does constantly, one would think, to some beat only he can hear::

Sean:::shuffles down the hallway from the showers, yawning loudly before pausing in the doorway, eyebrows raised to unbelievable heights as he watches the newcomer settling in:: Please, by all that's holy, tell me you don't fucking snore. If they've stuck me with another one I'm gonna give up and hang myself with the sheets. Even freedom isn't worth that kind of torture night after night. ::crosses his arms and leans in the doorway, shaking his head at the sock wide eyed innocence the boy wears on his face::

Liam: ::brushes the hair out of his face and smiles at the man:: Hi! ::the sock also waving at him in greeting:: I hope you don't mind, I took this bunk. ::kind of wiggles all over like a puppy super excited to see his Master:: I'm Liam. ::bats, yes, bats his eyes at him:: What's your name? ::gracefully gets off the bunk stretching like a cat before shuffling over shyly and extending his hand bashfully, gazing up at him under a veil of thick dark lashes:: I guess I'm your new roommate. Your not, like, gonna, kill me in my sleep or something? ::frowns and scrunches up nose:: I don't know if I snore, I am always asleep when it is suppose to happen. ::shrugs:: But I don't think I do.

Sean:::frowns and narrows his eyes. Why does he always get stuck with the hyper ones? With a sigh he rolls his eyes and steps inside, putting away his shower items and collapsing on his bunk, eyeing the kid again:: Whatever, kid. As for me killing you, well you'll be dead and won't know the difference now will you? ::smiles:: That will be your first clue that you snore. You won't wake up. ::stretches and pillows his head on his arms, staring up at the ceiling.::

Liam:::narrows eyes and watches him walk past, looking down at his hand, still extended he sighs:: Oh great, another prick. Just once I wish I roomed with a half way decent person. ::looks over at him and smiles angelically:: Not that your not decent. ::rolls his eyes:: For a prick. ::bounces back to his bunk and tugs up the flapping sock before sitting cross-legged in the middle:: I'm not scared of you, just so we are both clear on that. ::scratches absently at a place right above his breast bone:: 

Sean:::cuts his eyes over to the blonde and grins despite himself:: Is that so, blondie? Well then, it's a good thing we got that cleared up now isn't it? I'm a prick and you're a pain in the ass. Quite a pair we make, huh? So how about I stick to being a prick and you stick to being a pain...in someone *elses* ass. ::grumbles and rolls onto his side, muttering about "why me?"::

Liam: If I was in your ass, you would know it. ::said with a drawl and attitude with a cocky tilt of the head:: yeah quite a pair. Beauty and the prick, coming to a theater near you. ::giggles and flops back on the bunk::

Sean:::rolls over and props himself up on one hand, staring at the boy in disbelief:: Please tell me you didn't just giggle. The joke was bad enough, but giggling would be over kill. Are you a boy or a 4 year old little girl with pigtails?

Liam: ::sits up on elbows and studies him calmly for a second, crossing his ankles and wiggling toes at him:: Look! I don't wanna hear any of your kinky fantasies about me okay. Some things feel free not to share. ::winks lavishly and waggles an eye brow:: And I am not, repeat not wearing pig tails for you. Well maybe, but you gotta be nicer. ::giggles again and flops on his back::

Sean:::flops back on his back and shakes his head, muttering:: How about tell you all the ways I'd love to strangle you with those floppy socks? They do make them with elastic now. ::turns his head and glares:: And I still can't believe you giggled! ::flops back and huffs:: Word gets out that I'm rooming with a giggler I'm so dead. ::frowns:: I gotta be nicer. I'm not acting like Shirley Temple on crack, man. ::grumbles and rolls away again::

Liam: Hey they have elastic, it is just a little worn out. ::sticks bottom lip out in a half pout:: Feel free not to share any necrophilia fantasies as well. ::chuckles deeply, almost evilly:: Now, explain to me, why someone would target you because I giggle? Seems like I would be the target, or do you just have some weird God complex to go along with the paranoia? What's that you say? You surely have a temple in your crack? Man! give it back to the Jewish people! Although I cant see them wanting it back fresh from your crack and all, but everyone has their own kicks. ::grins and waves one foot in the air::

Sean:I have found it. I am in hell. Kill me now. Another minute of this insanity and I'm gonna smash the mirror and cut him into little pieces. ::grabs the pillow and narrows his eyes at the boy:: Listen, how bout you just shut and let me sleep? It's too late for me to be trading insults. I'm tired, grumpy and I'd just as soon smother you and deal with the murder charge in the morning, alright? Now will you PLEASE....SHUT...THE...FUCK...UP! ::growls and punches at the pillow before flopping on the bunk and covering his head::

Liam: You started it. ::pouts::

Sean:::moves the pillow and shoots the kid a glare:: Two seconds and I'm gonna finish it. ::hurls the pillow at Liam and rolls away again::

Liam: ::grabs pillow:: Hey! ::yanks off sock and wiggles toes furiously, pointing foot at the man:: If I could flip you off with my toe, I would! Oh well, ::gives him the finger:: I guess my hands will have to do the job, since my foot wouldn't. ::puts the man's pillow on top of his own and lays his head down::

Sean:::raises his head slightly and smirks:: Oh how sweet! I'm number one? I'm so flattered!

Liam: You are in my book. ::manages to crawl under blanket just as lights go out. He tosses and turns and tosses some more for about 30 minutes. Sighing and grunting in frustration:: There is a big hole in my blanket. My knee keeps poking through one and my elbow through another. ::whines:: I am freezing over here. Do you have a holy blanket too? ::pouts and shivers:: I think mine was a priest in another life or something. I have icicles hanging off my… Oh wait, no, that's just my sock. How did it get in my shorts anyway? You think I can piss you off enough that you will throw your blanket at me?

Sean:::sighs when the lights go out and the blonde seems to quiet down. Thirty minutes later he cracks open an eye in the darkness and turns to the voice:: Guess I've been blessed. ::chuckles:: No holes in this one. Just...hell I dunno...put more clothes on or something. ::closes his eyes and burrows under his own blanket finally, smiling at the pleasant lack of holes and growing warmth.:: And I'm sure you can piss me off that much, kid. But you still ain't getting my blanket! As far as the sock, that no sharing rule goes two ways pal! ::chuckles and snuggles further into the thin bedding, taking deep breaths to help him slip into sleep::

Liam: ::whines like a puppy for a few minutes:: Trade blankets with me?

Sean:::growls and rolls over, propping up *yet again* to stare at Liam:: Let me get this straight. You barge into what has been *my* home for the past six years. Give me shit, insult me, giggle, call me a prick, refuse to be quiet, confiscate my pillow, whine, bitch and moan in general and now because you are *still* acting like that 4 year old girl in pigtails and whining you expect me to be nice and trade blankets with you? The pout didn't work I don't know why you think whining will. Are you even sure they put you on the right floor? Shouldn't you be in the mental wing or something? ::furrows his brow and looks confused::

Liam: ::sits up and blinks at him innocently:: You started that. I tried to be nice, and you wouldn't even tell me your name. ::puppy pouts:: but's it's okay, I forgive you. ::said with a child like voice:: If you trade wiff me, I will give you your pillow back. Pleeeeaaaseeee!

Sean:::narrows his eyes:: Look, k-Liam. This may be hell. And it may also feel like it's freezing over. But me giving you my blanket ain't gonna happen. End of discussion. Make due and take it up with the guards in the morning, man. It ain't my problem. ::shrugs and burrows back down, silently praying the kid will just give up and go to sleep::

Liam: ::tilts head and looks like he is solving the theory of relativity in his head for a few moment while staring at the man:: Okay, then can I sleep with you? It will shut me up, and keep me warm. ::smiles pursuing his cupid bow mouth at him and lifting brows in a hopeful look:: I promise I will be quiet. And stop bugging you, I will fall right to sleep. Please?

Sean:::whimpers and curses softly, banging his head and fist into the bedding:: Kid, why is it that coming from you, I don't believe any of that? ::grumbles and swears more under his breath before rolling his eyes:: I gotta be fucking nuts. FINE! ::scoots over slightly:: But bring the pillows and that pathetic blanket. If I don't find the holes you're talking about, I'm gonna shove you off this bunk on your ass so fast you won't know what hit you!

Liam: ::grabs the two pillows and his air conditioned blanket and trudges over to the man's bunk. Putting the pillows down, he lifts the blanket and peeks at him through a hole:: see! ::smiles and waves before spreading it on top of the 'unholy' blanket and crawling under both of them:: I hope you were just talking about blanket holes. Hey since I am sleeping with you, can I know your name now?

Sean:::watches and nods before making a bit more room and grumbling about being trapped against the freezing wall, only glaring about the blanket holes comments:: If I were talking about something other than blanket holes you'd have known a lot sooner, kid. ::sighs and lays back, fluffing his pillow and closing his eyes:: And something tells me that this probably ain't the first time you climbed into bed with someone and didn't know their name, but mine's Sean. Now shut up, close your eyes and go to sleep. This is not twenty questions!

Liam: Sean. ::whispered before he cuddles up and lays his head on Sean's chest:: Mmmmm. ::snuggles in deeper threading one long tanned leg between his:: Your warm. ::snuffles his neck below his ear:: And you smell good too. ::sighs softly and curls one hand across his forearm:: Goodnight Sean.

Sean:::tenses and darts his eyes back and forth before clearing his throat and looking down:: Ooooooookay. Yo! Kid! Liam! Whatever the hell your name is. I don't recall being your personal pillow as part of the deal! Move along, Blondie. Snuggle with something else.

Liam: ::sighs softly and snuggles in closer:: okay, getting right on that.

Sean:::tentatively shoves at the body and tries to disentangle himself:: Now, man. Not next week! You've got till the count of three before I shove you and your holy blanket back on the floor. One!

Liam: Shhhh! ::lifting head long enough to rub noses with Sean:: I am trying to sleep now. If your gonna be all homophobic, do it when I wake up kay? ::drops head back to his chest and nuzzles it trying to get comfy again:: Don't worry. ::said sleepily:: I'm not gay. And this bunk is too small we are going to touch anyway. ::yawns:: So lets not act like we aren't and get warm and go to sleep, whatdda you say?

Sean:I say that insomnia and freezing to death are looking better by the moment ::frowns but resigns himself to the fact that the kid ain't moving and that even *if* he could get untangled long enough to flee to the other bed the blond would follow him anyways. Another exhaled sigh of frustration and he closed his eyes, mentally counting the seconds and minutes until morning::

Liam: ::slips off into sleep, breathing deep even breaths, snuggling and moving until his nose is in Sean's ear his lips are at a point just below pressed against his neck. Making soft cooing noises and licking his lips, which in turn means, licking hotly at the skin of the neck pressed under them, in his sleep.::

Sean:::jerks awake and widens his eyes in shock.:: Ummm...Liam? Kid, wake up. I ain't your boyfriend or your girlfriend. Cut it out, now. ::sounding nervous::

Liam: ::frowns slightly and takes a deeper breath as he hears him speak. Mumbling sorry against his neck he rolls over to his side pressing his back into the slightly bigger mans side, he fumbles in his sleep until he finds his arm and drags it over so he can lay his head in the crook, whispers hold me? softly and hangs on to Sean's hand with both his before snuggling back down and staying still and quiet::

Sean:::grumbles and groans inwardly at the short term sense of relief he feels when Liam moves only to make the position even *more* frustrating and more intimate. Talk about bad karma. What had he ever done to deserve this kind of torture? After long moments, with no movement from the blonde, he tugs experimentally on his trapped hand to try and slide it free of Liam's tight grip::

Liam: ::wiggles his bottom seductively against Sean every time he tries to pull the hand away and moans::

Sean:::moans himself and slumps, throwing a disgruntled look south:: Traitor! ::hissed to the offending body part before staring at the back of Liam's head and praying for a quick death rather than this drawn out humilation and torture.::

Liam: Trade? ::mumbles softly:: Noo, sleep here, want here. ::swallows and snuggles further into the warm body beside him::

Sean:::sighs and closes his eyes:: Fine, fine, fine. Whatever. ::whispered:: Just stop squirming. You're killing me, kid. ::tries to settle down and return to sleep, willing his mind to neutral topics like baseball, Margret Thatcher, and the polar icecaps.::

Liam: ::he wiggles around and lays his head back on Sean's chest, this time stroking across the thin layer of material covering it and frowning in his half sleep like state. He manages to work the tee up until he has his face pressed against bare skin and is kissing and licking at a nipple while moaning softly and mumbles something about tasting and feeling good. His hips rock against the other man's his swollen arousal pressed hotly into the meaty part of Sean's thigh, throbbing in time to the slight gyrations:: 

Sean:::squirms and whimpers, clenching his jaw and clamping his eyes shut:: This is not happening, this is not happening, this is not happening...this is *fucking* happening! ::hisses to himself and fights to block out the sensation but finds himself rocking back, minutely, and biting his lower lip to keep the sounds quiet so they won't attract the attention of the guards::

Liam: ::moving so he is more on top, one long leg raised up covering Sean's erection and stroking it in time with his rocking he nips and sucks at his nipples and neck, his movement coming faster and harsher, as his breathing is replaced with silent gasps and soft little pleading noises::

Sean:::throws his head back and tries to match Liam's movement, gripping the edges of the bed and shifting to find the right friction. Another groan of frustration manages to escape as he now actively begins to work towards that tension slowly into his body in response to the younger man's ministrations.::

Liam: ::clings to his shoulders franticly as his thrust become erratic, he quietly cries in breathless pleas:: Oh god, oh god, please, feels so good oh god.. ::tensing and shuddering panting as his release finds him he stills slightly, but still jerking his hips in aftershocks of his climax:: 

Sean:::swallows thickly as Liam begins to still, groaning and shifting, trying to find a better position that will give him more friction so that he can achieve his own orgasm. A growling noise escapes as the erratic motion of the blond keeps him from maintaining his own rhythm and forces him to work even harder to keep the tension building in his own body::

Liam: ::he has now come off the lust induced craze and is regarding Sean curiously, a small smile and happy expression:: mmmmm, you are so hot. So hard, Would you like that, ::rubs his thigh harder across his cock:: deep inside me? ::he tries to add helpfully, like, maybe his bedmate just needs a verbal cue to cum:: Cum for me baby. ::whispered sexily and he bites on his bottom lip and watches Sean's face::

Sean:::throws his head back further, closing his eyes briefly and moaning at the desired contact and words. Frantically, he picks up the pace, grinding against the blonde and beginning to pant from his exertions. He opens his eyes and stares at the full lower lip caught in the straight white teeth and growls again, desperately striving towards his own orgasm.::

Liam: ::sighs:: Hey! What do you get when you cross an elephant with a rhino? Hell if I know. ::giggles:: Get it elph-ino. Ohh come on that's funny. ::half heartedly grinds back against him:: What's black and white and red all over?

Sean:::blinks and stills momentarily before glaring and biting his own lip, emitting a soft grunt as he tries to block out the banter and refocus on his earlier task, sighing when he somewhat manages to reclaim his rhythm and continue::

Liam: A nun with sunburn. ::giggles:: You want to be on top for a minute? I mean maybe that will help? ::closes one eye then the other before looking at him again:: I mean, Oh yeah baby, feels so good, flip me over and make me yours.:: gasped over dramatically:: By making me yours I mean grinding me, I'm still not gay. ::said quietly::

Sean:::glares and growls before readjusting his position again and trying desperately to focus on the task at hand, willing his hearing to block out the voice of unreason taunting him mercilessly::

Liam: :: lays still and then starts rocking in time enthusiastically for an all too brief moment before he sighs and mumbles something about aren't you done yet?, while reaching up under the pretense of stroking Sean's head, but then just tries to fold both the man's ears into envelopes while giggling:: You got you some sexy ears there stud.

Sean:::doesn't stop moving while reaching up with one hand to capture Liam's and pin them down where they can't cause any more trouble. He groans at the rapidly becoming painful situation while increasing his speed, breathless and sweaty and wishing like hell he could pull up some fantasy to move things along. A cooperative partner would help too.::

Liam: ::starts to sing softly in time to Sean's grinding on his leg:: Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. ::whispering in a singing voice:: Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Sean:::snaps his head up and widens his eyes in shock. His thrust falter slightly as he readjusts *yet again* so that he can cover that constantly jabbering mouth and whisper breathlessly in Liam's ear:: Shut...up...before...I use...that mouth...for something...else...::pants and lets out a soft moan, resuming his earlier speed but finding it difficult to contain his grin and maintain the mood::

Liam: ::Rocks back and forth in a steady rhythm against Sean, until the grip on his mouth lessens and he is free to talk again:: God, you know it is hot now, will you get off already. I'm hot. ::whines:: Aren't you done yet? Geezee, maybe I should just like give you a hand job or something. :: offered with no real promise of it happing::

Sean:::sighs and stops. For a long moment he looks at the blond before sitting up to throw one pillow and the holy blanket over on the other bunk and moving away to lie on his back:: Fine. Fuck it. If you're hot you won't mind sleeping on your own bunk. I don't need to get off that damn bad. ::turns a cool gaze on him:: Well? Move! I don't need this shit, man. Go on! At least my god damn left hand doesn't bitch the whole time. ::grumbles and turns away, muttering to himself::

Liam: ::smiles softly:: oh, come on, don't be like that. :: maneuvers him on his back and presses his lips to Sean's kissing him, softly at first then more sensual, more sexual, promising with his mouth and tongue satisfaction rivaled of to none. He strokes down Sean's stomach and pushes his pants down freeing the over stimulated organ tracing the counters and raised veins there with feather light touches, breaking the kiss to lick and nip at his lips:: Don't be mad, I want to make you feel good. ::grasping his cock in a loose fist his voice dropping to a sexy purr:: You made me feel so good. ::stroking him in long practiced movements:: You know you get me so hot watching you like that. You’re so sexy. ::licking his collar bone:: So sexy I just want to eat you up. Would you like that? ::whispered seductively:: My lips wrapped around your big cock? ::His hand quickly bring his tortured playmate over the edge along with his words::

Sean:::groans and tenses, feeling his body jerk convulsively with the force of his orgasm before flopping back in a boneless, breathless heap. He stares up at Liam with glazed eyes and manages, to his own surprise, to sound somewhat angry even if he still stutters slightly:: Y-you ever do that t-to me again and I'll string you up from the rafters next time. JEEZUS! ::sighs:: Damn, I'm too old for this shit. ::grumbles::

Liam: ::frowns at him and blinks confused:: Fine, whatever. I'm sorry I touched your dick I won't do it again. ::gets off the bunk and goes and washes up crawling into his own bunk and turning his back to the man::

Sean:::groans and bangs his head several times before raising up and giving Liam a semi-apologetic look:: I was talking about the teasing, you moron! Not all of us are young studs like you. Some of us have to work a little bit to reap the benefits, ya know? And I might be calling out his name, but my partner singing about God is the *last* thing I want to hear when I'm trying to get off, okay? ::grins and shakes his head:: For what it's worth, thanks. It was...interesting. ::lays back and settles in::

Liam: yeah well, ::shrugs:: No thanks needed, this time it was love, next time it's a pack of smokes. ::snickers softly but never turns to look at him again:: Goodnight.

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