I'll Be Seeing You {RadioDust}

Chapter 42

~Very spicy chapter. Skip this entirely if you're not into the sexual NSFW~
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Friday, August 3rd, 1923
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Anthony returned the kiss without having to think about it. He lived for these moments, Alastor's lips on his own; their shared love and affection in general.
If someone had told Anthony this would come to pass when he first found out he was going to New Orleans for a hit, he wouldn't have believed it, might have laughed at it even.

As the kiss continued, the blonde couldn't stop himself from deepening it ever so slightly and going as far as nibbling Alastor's bottom lip in a bit of a playful way, a small smirk showing up as he did.

Alastor smirked a bit against Anthony's lips and deepened the kiss in return, biting back even.
Leaning into the blonde a little, he let his other hand gently run through his soft near-golden hair as they kissed, humming softly.

Anthony huffed and let out a soft moan-like hum as he shifted to push himself against the other man, almost desperate for more but he definitely didn't want to overstep and cross any lines in case he was reading this wrong or moving too quickly.
"Al-"
He moaned into the other's mouth, his hands finding a resting place against Alastor's chest.

At the audible moan coming from the Italian, Alastor let out a breathy sigh as he pressed his lips deeper against Anthony's. That was a sound he hadn't heard in a while, yet absolutely welcomed by all means. Whether he and Anthony were thinking the same thing right about now, Alastor wasn't sure, but he wanted to at least let Anthony know where his mind was.

"Anthony~"
Alastor quietly chimed in with a low chuckle, his hand ever so slowly wandering down Anthony's side, giving him enough time to pull away if he wished, before he let it carefully rest upon the blonde's thigh, seeing that he wasn't retracting.

If anything, Anthony relaxed all the more, relieved that he wasn't the only one with this on his mind.
It had been a long time since they'd engaged in activities like this, and the blonde actually missed this feeling. Of course, he did some... research and experimenting back home, but he knew that was different from this.
While at home, he knew he wanted to try this with Alastor at least once in their lifetime if Alastor himself was up for it.
If neither of them enjoyed it or even just one of them disliked it, Anthony wouldn't expect it to happen again.

Slowly letting go and pulling away, Anthony opened his eyes and worked to catch his breath.
"Might wanna lock the door and uh... g-get some oil..."
He said quietly, his cheeks heating up.

As Anthony pulled away, Alastor too took a moment to gather his breath, his face quickly flushing slightly, lips pursing at Anthony's words. It was a good call though.
"Perhaps, this should be moved upstairs."
He spoke with a deep sigh, looking around the room with a nod, running a hand through his hair.

Alastor would be lying if he said he hadn't done his own reading and research into this sort of thing over the years as well. Naturally, he was curious. It was something that he was well aware of now, however, he was still somewhat nervous to see how it all played out with Anthony actually there.

Anthony gave a nod and slowly stood, making sure to lean down and place a kiss to Alastor's forehead before going to the kitchen to see if he could remember where the oil was. It didn't really matter what kind it was, as long as it was cooking oil of some kind.

It didn't take him long to find some Mazola cooking oil. It was then that he realized how messy this could get if they weren't careful with this. If they used too much, they'd be slipping and sliding all over creation and god only knows the mess that would happen if they were to spill it.