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i-will-always-serve asked: Barsad hissed as his skin hit the tiles again, they were cold, freezing in contrast to the heat blanketing his front. He thrust wantonly against Bane's leg with his head rolled back. "First? Or when we get out?" He asked. "Surprise me."
Just to tease and simply because he could not help himself, he pressed his thigh closer to Barsad. Waited a breath as he stilled it before he nudged it closer, his gaze ever steady on the man before him. “Right in this instant. Tell me,” he paused, tilted his head, “Or I will leave you in this shower alone.”
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i-will-always-serve asked: Barsad moaned by Bane's ear and tightened his grip on his arms. He bent his head and sunk his teeth into the rise of the muscle of Bane's shoulder hoping to entice him into action. The slick slide of his hips against Bane's was almost perfect but he wanted more and far too impatient to wait.
It was the bite that had Bane pulling Barsad close… Tight, his grip sure to leave bruises, before he pushed him back into the tile. He didn’t leave space between them, his body easily following Barsad’s, pressing into him, his thigh parting Barsad’s. “Tell me what you want.”
i-will-always-serve asked: He grinned and put his arms around Bane's neck for leverage, pressing his naked hips against Bane's own. He put his lips against the mask, kissing and licking it before giving the same treatment to Bane's cheeks were they were visible beneath it.
It was when Barsad’s lips pressed against his skin that a low hum fell from his mask, a deep vibration of his vocal cords. His hands fell to Barsad’s hips, one higher on his waist; his grip tight on either side. Pulling Barsad closer he tilted his own hips, seeking the friction between their bodies.
Marion Cotillard at Cannes on the 17th of May 2013.
i-will-always-serve asked: Barsad turned his head into Bane's hand and sucked his thumb into his mouth. "Good thing I wasn't completely clean, yea?"
“Yes,” an eyebrow raises, his thumb light between Barsad’s lips. “Indeed.”
Bane and Barsad’s shower time
*spits drink everywhere*
Muse should join.
Three is a crowd.
Only if you no longer desire me by your side when Barsad is with you.
I’m upset you would even think that. I always need you near by.
Then you have my response to your own comment of the same nature.
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