duv wants to be in the room where it happens

[whatdidisay]

Captain Ivan Xav Vorpatril is here, according to his superior officers, because he’s Ops and he knows Duv Galeni. He’s helping ease the transition of the new Imperial Counselor, working as the liaison between Galeni and Solstice’s Ops outpost officially — which means, in actuality, he’s there to smooth upset Barrayarans and Komarrans alike. The ruffled feathers he expected, and the thinly veiled threats are traditional, but on Komarr it actually has a chance of degrading into violence.

It boils down to a lot of parties and a lot of paperwork, one of which Ivan takes to easily and the other probably reminds Imperial Counselor of time spent on Earth over a decade ago. But Ivan does his job to average standards in everything but the social aspect of it. There his skills and talents don’t go wanting. With women and men, after Ivan’s enlightening experience at Count Dono Vorrutyer’s skilled hand. Again.

This night, however, has him staring at Duv Galeni over a glass of wine. He’s, what? Forty something and still unwed despite his new high-ranking position. Ivan thinks about what he told Miles — that he didn’t think Duv Galeni was one of those men, interested in other men. Well he’d been wrong about himself back then, hadn’t he? And either they’d somehow gotten a much stronger wine than Ivan had thought, or he’s seriously considering flirting with Duv Galeni just to see.

He’s on Komarr, Ivan reasons with himself, it’s not going to be as public of a scandal as if they’d been doing this on Barrayar. Imperial Counselor Galeni or no. Finishing off his glass, Ivan turns up the grin and hands it off to a server before making his way to Duv.

“Enjoying yourself?”

Nailed it.

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[komarran]

"Incense?" he asks, frowning. He has a vague recollection of buying that and he's quick to rummage through the bag of goods until he finds the item. And then he stares for a long moment at the guaranteed side effects. Good heavens they had bought this?

"Are you sure? It says--" Rather than read the list, he's tilting the package towards Ivan. The man can read for himself.

[whatdidisay]

Ivan takes it from him to inspect it, and finds it as exactly as the description on the website said. "If there's one thing to take away how nervous you might be about it," Ivan points out, "might as well be how badly you want to get laid." Handing it back, Ivan takes the moment to go through the rest of the bag. Restraints, several toys, he's not quite sure what that does but it looks interesting...

Alright. Even he's a little surprised at what seemed like good ideas when they were both clearly drunk. Or at least tipsy, in his case.

[komarran]

"I do," he says with no hesitation. Although some of these toys make him question whether he wants to involve them in the process. The question of whether or not he wants to have sex with Ivan has long been settled in his mind. He wants to and if this will help, it's worth a try.

He glances down at the rest of the items, particularly the restraints, and moves to set up the incense. "We don't need all of these tonight."

[whatdidisay]

"No, but tomorrow--" he jokes, taking them off the bed and setting them aside, replacing them with himself. He'll wait for Duv to finish and then just-- let whatever the incense is going to do happen. At least, he thinks, it's going to help. Which is really all they need, he's sure.

[komarran]

"Tomorrow perhaps," he concedes. Is sniffs curiously at the incense as it slowly starts burning. Should he feel so... Warm? And tingling? He's not sure.

He moves to sit beside Ivan, undoing the clasps on his top as he does so. It needs to get out of the way and he doesn't think Ivan has them mastered just yet.

[whatdidisay]

He hasn't, not really, but he's fully capable of leaning back on the bed to watch Duv strip with a small, amused gleam in his eye. It's the closest thing he'll ever get to convincing the other man to put on a show, so it'll do.

As for himself, he doesn't really notice any changes in himself that can't be explained away by getting aroused or having a sex drive.

[komarran]

Ivan's eyes are on him and he fumbles with the last clasp, unable to keep his hands steady. Normally he's eased into this feeling, by Ivan touching or kissing him, but this time arousal seemingly seeps into him. His expression is confused as he runs a hand down his chest to sate his urge to be touched before his gaze slides over Ivan. Possibilities are already dancing in his mind and it's a strange disconnect to think those same thoughts had made him nervous before.

"I, uh, think it's working," he says, tongue running lightly over his dry lips.

[whatdidisay]

"Yeah?" Ivan prompts with a raised eyebrow, almost slightly skeptical -- if only because he doesn't really feel different. Maybe there's a tinge of desperation to the part of him that's always ready and willing to have sex. But the slight movement of his hand seems to indicate that, well, yes. Duv Galeni might actually be more aroused than Ivan Vorpatril.

Ivan is, quite frankly, stunned.

[komarran]

"Is it supposed to...?" He's not sure how to describe the fog that's settled in his mind. It's pleasant and he feels like he's looking at Ivan with new eyes. He's on autopilot as he removes his top, his gaze remaining on Ivan. "Have you always been this handsome?"

Stupid question, but it's the last sentence that comes out of his mouth before he's pressing against Ivan, eager to kiss the man breathless. There's an underlying urgency that's building inside him. Whatever's happening to him, he can't find any energy to care beyond wanting Ivan as close as possible. It's only a moment into the kiss before Duv is trying to pull Ivan down on top of him as he lays back.

[whatdidisay]

"No, actually," Ivan says, fully intending on answering Duv's question seriously since he asked it. "I had to grow into looking this attractive, and I expect to never stop." Which is really all that he gets out before Duv is kissing him, pulling him down on top of him.

He could get used to the other man having some sort of sex drive, Ivan thinks, kissing back with an intensity to match Duv's eagerness. He slides a leg through Duv's out of habit, and even though part of him says he should maybe wait, he can't really do anything but help himself now that he's here. Yes, he thinks abstractedly, that incense was an excellent purchase.

[komarran]

The small part of Duv's brain that's still rational realizes what Ivan said shortly before they started kissing. If he weren't so intent on not losing contact, he may have said something about it. Instead he's gripping Ivan's shoulders tightly and good god he doesn't remember that brief bit of contact feeling so great.

He's moaning breathlessly into the kiss as he slides down enough to settle more firmly on Ivan's leg. "More, please," he manages to string together as he clings to the other man.

[whatdidisay]

Has he ever seen Duv this far gone so quickly? And on his own? Normally Ivan has to do most of the work, and while he doesn't mind dragging Duv into the mood, it's rather nice to have it handed to him on a plate. He could get used to this. Pressing his leg up, Ivan's spine curves as he bends to mouth his neck, hands going to settle on Duv's waist.

"Duv--" is all that he says while trying to deal with the fastenings of the other man's trousers, suddenly far more impatient for this than he normally is. So, alright, maybe that incense was having some of an effect on him.

[komarran]

His nails flex into Ivan's shoulder blades as he groans. One hand slides up to tangle itself in Ivan's hair while he bares his neck. For a moment, he loses himself in the sensation of Ivan's mouth on him and rocks his hips eagerly against the other man. If that makes it harder to remove his pants then so be it.

"Dammit," he hisses through his teeth. It's overwhelming and yet he wants more. His fingers brush along the nape of Ivan's neck and his other hand wanders lower, sliding beneath the waist of Ivan's trousers to pull him closer.

[whatdidisay]

It makes it damn near impossible to, so Ivan abandons that plan for the moment, instead focusing on the way Duv is rolling his hips against him, the way his hand feels against his ass, and moans into the other man's skin. Ivan is never having sex with Duv without the incense if it makes it go like this. Who needs to take Duv's pants off when he's certain he can make the other man come like this?

Hell, it wouldn't be anything they hadn't done before. But that's not the point, and Ivan groans into the crook of Duv's neck. "I need to--" he starts, attempting to pull back.

[komarran]

It wouldn't take much. Duv can already feel his heartbeat quickening as his nails dig into Ivan. This is all he needs right now. Ivan on top of him and he can feel himself losing way to the pleasure building inside him, already overwhelming his senses. Patience had always been what helped to maintain the little stamina he had, but now--

But now, Ivan is pulling away from him and he can't smother the groan that escapes him. That's not what he wanted and his gaze is suddenly focused on Ivan, though hazed with lust. "What?" he asks, confused. What in the world could Ivan possibly need to do? They'd done this enough before and enjoyed it. Surely this would be fine.

[whatdidisay]

For a moment Ivan doesn't make any move to do anything all, instead committing to memory the image of Duv filled with a pressing need to his memory so he can relive it later when the man's working late and he won't have the real thing. His attention is snapped back with the question, although Ivan is of the opinion that it's pointless.

As for the answer-- "Your pants need to come off, Duv." He explains, far more patiently than he feels. "Unless you've found a way for me to fuck you while you wear them."

They have a toy for that, he realizes, belatedly.

[komarran]

His brows furrow in concentration as he pieces together what Ivan's saying. No, the man isn't getting him off like he wants, but what he's saying will lead to that. Duv hopes anyway. It's a long moment before Duv relinquishes his hold on Ivan so his hands can work at undoing his own pants as quickly as possible.

"Do you have the lube?" he asks because that's something the other man could certainly grab to expedite things. Suddenly waiting was the worst fate that could possibly befall him.

[whatdidisay]

"Yeah--" Ivan pulls himself away from Duv long enough to both strip himself and dig through the drawer for the bottle; more hurried and rushed than he thought he could be. All of him is filled with want -- an urgency he doesn't know how to describe except for that the only thing he needs to do to sate himself is spread the other man out. A simple task, really, but how much he wants it is suddenly near crippling.

The moment Ivan returns it isn't to jump straight to the point. Instead he flattens Duv back out on the mattress to kiss him as hard, as desperately as he feels.

[komarran]

It's a burning want Duv shares right now. Not that his mind is focusing on the specifics of how any of this happens. All he wants is contact, enough to get him to that blissful state he feels like he's chasing now. He watches Ivan move with impatience and his hand starts roaming down his chest. It's a damn blessing Ivan doesn't keep him waiting long.

As soon as Ivan's lips are on him, he's wrapping his arms around Ivan to pull him in close. Duv's never wanted to get laid this badly in his life. If the clawing against Ivan's shoulderblades indicates anything, he wants it sooner rather than later.

[whatdidisay]

It's a need Ivan shares, but he'd like-- Ivan pulls back, not very far but enough that he can look Duv in the face, eyes searching it for some kind of clue. The incense might have been cheating, but he still has to know that this is what the other man wants from him. That Ivan hasn't let his impatience drag the other man into it before he's ready.

Ivan's so fucking ready for him to be ready, though.

"What do you want, Duv?" He asks, hissing slightly from the feeling of short nails biting into his skin -- far from unpleasant.

[komarran]

There's a brief flash of hesitation in his gaze before he's reaching for Ivan's hand to hold and squeeze. He's not so far gone that he doesn't know what they're doing. This had appealed to him on a base level of knowing damn well how much extra thinking he put on the act itself and how much he wanted to share it with Ivan.

"I want to have sex with you, Ivan," he says firmly, punctuating his answer with a kiss as his free hand travels to Ivan's hair to pull his lips within reach. His tone turns dry and teasing as he mouths against the other man's lips, "If you can be gentle for an old virgin."

[whatdidisay]

"Not that old," Ivan says in defense, because if Duv's old then Ivan only has a decade before he, too, must count himself as old. And frankly, he's not ready for that. "Just the right sort of old enough to be attractive," he continues, still talking even as his free hand is reaching for the small tube, "although normally it's the other way around. The older partner teaching the one new tricks--"

He is, at that point, sufficiently distracted by the feeling of Duv's lips on his to quiet him, although after a bit he does have to reluctantly pull back to kneel between Duv's legs. That is, at least at the moment, an unfortunate requirement.

[komarran]

Protests hang on his lips only to fall quickly away as Ivan returns the kiss. Perhaps he's not as old as he thought in comparison to Ivan though he's not sure he'll ever be able to keep up with the younger man in this arena. Well. Not without extra help anyway. His fingers comb through Ivan's hair even as his boyfriend pulls back. It's a comforting movement and he focuses on the feel of the man's hair through his fingers as he watches.

"Are you--?" He blinks through the haze of arousal to confirm that yes, the lube was in hand. He's half-tempted to suggest one of their new toys first for him to get used to the sensation before realizing that would require Ivan to move away from him. No, that could wait until next time. He takes a slow breath as his fingers continue to weave through Ivan's hair.

"I could stand to learn a few tricks."

[whatdidisay]

"If I bring this up at any point in the future," Ivan murmurs, leaning back down again to press hot kisses against Duv's skin, openmouthed from the hinge of his jaw down to his collarbone. Might as well make this something for the man to remember, after all. "If I bring this up-- you're going to say that it only applies to sex, right? And not leaving work on time."

Even Ivan is amazed at how crystal his thoughts are, how his words are only heavy and not impaired with how much he wants the other man. Sliding down to kneel fully between Duv's legs, mouthing the skin of his hip, Ivan quirks a brow. Not that Duv's answer will stop this from happening but it'd be useful in the future, he's sure.

[komarran]

There's a small huff of laughter as his hands travel with Ivan. This isn't where he thought the man was going, but he's hardly going to complain, not with how eager he is. He closes his eyes and focuses on the feel of the other man's lips against him and almost misses the look he gives him.

"I leave work when I can. You know that." Though with this to come home to on the days Ivan chooses to spend with him... He suddenly can see the appeal in leaving with more time to spare in the evenings. He curls his fingers into Ivan's hair as he shrugs lightly. "But I'll consider it."