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He's just come, still recovering from it, and yet he wants Alec again. He won't let himself act on it but oh yes he can picture exactly what Alec is proposing.

"And how many times do you think I could get you off?" he murmurs, imagining taking Alec through his paces, wondering if he could coax an earnest groan from him instead of those Alec gives him just because he knows Lark likes to hear his voice when they fuck.

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Alec makes a show of considering this, chewing his lower lip like he never does unless he knows Lark is watching.

"I mean, at least twice..."

[ukan]

"Twice in three hours?" He murmurs, brushing his lips against Alec's. "With me fucking you as hard as I can? We can do better than twice."

[kissthatgoodbye]

"I suppose that's probably true," Alec chuckles, and then he's kissing Lark, stops to say something, changes his mind and kisses him again.

"And I suppose it's only fair to let you choose something, too," he allows when he's had his fill enough to speak again.

[ukan]

"Some sort of sensory deprivation," Lark muses. His senses are so heightened that he's always curious how they'd do if one was muted.