forum all my rps are dead so I'm making another one

Started May 29, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

tune

Argo chuckled slightly at how eager Yeon appeared to be. He moved his hands to Yeon’s hips, thumbs rubbing gently circles as he nipped at the other man’s lip

Yeon hummed softly at the heated kiss, pressing himself against Argo. One of his hands shifted up the back of Argo’s neck, moving to run through the taller man’s hair.

Argo had to stifle a small noise s Yeon’s hand ran through his hair. He went to deepen the kiss, but the elevator dinged and he broke away in surprise. He pressed another quick kiss to Yeon’s lips before breaking away, a playful smirk across his face. “Come on, we can continue this when we get to my room.”

Yeon breathed in a slightly heavy way as he gave a quick nod. The kiss had been very sudden, and a bit rough. He wouldn’t be surprised if his lips looked a bit bruised. They sure felt like it, but he enjoyed the roughness. He quickly stepped out of the elevator with Argo, feeling eager.

Argo led him back through the casino and outside, feeling a little restless himself. Was it anxiety, or just anticipation? He was too drunk to really tell. He couldn’t help but walk a little faster back to the hotel, adjusting his bow tie again out of habit

Yeon was quickly following. He watched as Argo adjusted his bow tie. Won’t matter if you keep fixing that, it’ll be on your bedroom floor anyways, he wanted to say.

Argo had to suppress the urge to speed walk faster as he reached the hotel doors. He walked through them, throwing a quick glance over his shoulder to make sure Yeon was still behind him before making his way towards the elevator

Yeon walked behind Argo quickly. God, was there no way to get to Argo’s room quicker? He was almost annoyed with how he was given a sneak peak, then have to wait.

Argo finally reached the elevator, pressing the button one too many times in his impatience. The doors finally opened, and he resisted the urge to yank Yeon in after him

Yeon quickly stepped in, still not being able to stand still it took everything in his power to not pounce on Argo and tear his goddamn clothes off.

Argo presses the button for the top floor, foot tapping impatiently as the doors closed and they began to ascend. At this point he was sure he was reaching godlike levels of self control

Yeon glanced over at Argo a few times impatiently. His mind quickly began to wander in his drunken state. How fit was Argo under his clothes? He would bet on his grandparents goddamn graves that his skin would be smooth as hell.

The elevator finally dinged, and Argo walked out of the elevator. He took a left turn, the light streaming in through the walls of windows hitting his face as he walked along the halls. There were fewer rooms on this floor, and Argo breathed a small sigh of relief as he reached a dark wooden door with silver accents. He pulled a key that matched out of his pocket, fumbling with it as he tried to unlock his door in his drunken state

Yeon rocked back and forth on his heels, almost falling and just about killing himself at least once. Now he was impatient with Argo. Has the man never been drunk before?

Argo finally got the door open, and he stuffed the key in his pocket before grabbing Yeon’s arm and dragging him inside. He locked the door behind them before pressing Yeon up against the wall and kissing him roughly

Sean yelps with surprise, swinging a punch at the huge, blurry figure infront of him, "Get away! Im armed!" As he said this his hand brings out a small switch blade from his back pocket. His eye was still blurry and couldnt see squat because of the darkness and sleep

Yeon gave a soft hum at the immediate roughness of the kiss. His arms once again slipped around Argo’s neck, fingers reaching up to pull at the taller man’s hair.

Argo made a small noise, hands moving back to Yeon's hips as they kissed. He hadn't exactly done this in a while, so he was surprised he was doing well at all

Yeon pulled Argo against him, head tilting more into the kiss. This was very enjoyable for him. He hadn’t messed around with a man in a while, mostly just the occasional woman.