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[defies_reason]

[It can't be much surprise, then, that as soon as they're more or less out of easy view, he makes a move to back Andrew against the wall.]

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[rianofski]

[The move to push him against the wall certainly doesn't surprise, but perhaps the fact that he more or less allows himself to be pushed does surprise. He isn't normally one to be pushed anywhere, but he's more permissive with Isaak, somehow.]

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[defies_reason]

[Perhaps it's to do with the fact that his intentions aren't terribly objectionable.

He stands so they're shoulder to shoulder, at a bit of an angle so his back is slightly toward the alley entrance, further shielding them from view, and slips a hand between them to unbutton Andrew's jacket.]

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[rianofski]

[It should almost be expected, then, that Andrew's doing exactly the same, fingers making quick work of any of Isaak's jacket buttons that he finds. He's never been one to take things slowly, after all.]

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[defies_reason]

[Well, and they are on a bit of a schedule.

There's not even enough of a distance between them to close, certainly not without taking away all ability to manouevre, so he doesn't quite move closer as his hand slips lower, ever efficient, though he does lean a little, shoulder to shoulder, pinning Andrei on that side against the brick.]

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[rianofski]

[He appreciates efficiency in all of its forms, so of course he appreciates it here. It's almost surprising that being pinned against the brick doesn't bother him, but then, he knows he could turn the tables if he wanted to, could pin Isaak up against the wall, too. His hands move to untuck Isaak's shirt, to unbuckle his belt.]

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[defies_reason]

[Likely he could, but to the one who thought it first go the spoils. Not that Andrei seems to be complaining, and as Isaak is steadily working his hand beneath the waistband of the other man's slacks, it seems unlikely that he'll find any cause to.]

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[rianofski]

[He can't help a quiet laugh as he shifts a little to give Isaak slightly more access to reach beneath his waistband.]

This all seems very...

[He's clearly looking for a word to describe the situation, and can't quite come up with an adequate one. Perhaps he can be forgiven, since he's more focused on divesting Isaak of whatever clothes he can. Maybe the word he's looking for is 'daring.']

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[defies_reason]

Very what?

[he asks, somewhat breathless and quite amused. Daring isn't a bad word. This sort of daring isn't his usual fare; more a product of the thrill of misbehaviour. They're already out to make dangerous choices this evening, what's one more?

If he looks at all composed, wrapping a hand around Andrei in their spot of shadow, it's only accidental.]

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[rianofski]

As you might imagine, I don't often find myself doing this kind of thing.

[That's true enough, but then, Isaak seems to have some sort of innate ability to make him consider doing things he wouldn't normally. Back home, he wouldn't have done this, but then, back home, everyone had known exactly who he was. The relative anonymity that the City offers is one of its few benefits, he thinks.

He himself, as always, manages to look relatively composed, even as he's in the process of leaning forward to nibble at Isaak's neck none too gently.]

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[defies_reason]

[Present circumstances notwithstanding, Isaak doesn't make a habit of getting men off in public. But perhaps he ought to. He huffs a heavy breath, his hips bucking a little, reflexively.]

First time for anything, [he manages with a breathy laugh.]

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[rianofski]

This might be your first time doing this in the City, but I highly doubt it's your first time ever doing this.

[Or perhaps it is -- he doesn't know much about Isaak's life before he was here, despite the fact that the man's the closest thing he has to a friend around these parts. He usually goes somewhere more private than an alleyway, himself, but the streets are mostly deserted now, given the curfew. He presses back against Isaak's hand -- his own version of Isaak's reflexive hip movement.]

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[defies_reason]

[That only warrants a pleased, noncommittal hum. It depends, after all, upon what one means by this. He's perhaps as surprised as anyone to be in this situation; habitually Isaak, too, prefers privacy, but there's a certain privacy to being unremarkable. The worst that could happen would be-- well. The usual trouble two men caught in public would encounter, and nothing more. As much as it stings to be deprived of one's usual situation, there are some consolations.

He spreads his palm open, slowing down his strokes, teasing.]

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[rianofski]

[Teasing? Two can play at that game -- although he's never been much of a tease, himself; he's willing to make the effort for Isaak, since Isaak seems to be in the mood to torment him by slowing down. He matches his own movements of his hand to Isaak's pace, meeting his eyes challengingly for a moment. It's strange, really, how Andrew feels the need to make almost everything competitive, even this, but since they both benefit from it, he won't over-think matters.]

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[defies_reason]

[Really, if anything explains their peculiar friendship that's it: mutual benefit. It's a cooperative sort of competition.

He leans in, not stopping, but not picking up his pace, to murmur right at the shell of Andrew's ear:]

Perhaps we should make a habit of it.

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[rianofski]

If anyone could convince me, I think it would be you.

[He picks up his pace a little, but only just a little, perhaps not even enough to be noticeable.]

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[defies_reason]

[Really, it doesn't much matter if he notices-- it's still agonizingly slow. Not that he can complain; every dangerous second they draw this out is a thrill. And it's not as if he's being any kinder, pausing to huff another little laugh.]

I do like a challenge.

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[rianofski]

And that, I think, is why we get along so well.

[If he were a normal type of person, he might have said 'that's why I like you so much,' but he's hardly effusive, and although he leans into Isaak a little more, biting at his neck, he keeps the pace just as slow as it was before. He wonders, vaguely, which of the two of them will be the first to break and speed up again -- it's almost a battle of wills.]

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[defies_reason]

[Isaak is disinclined to seek sentiment; that would feel disloyal, in a way sex doesn't. And anything would be a poor substitute for what he's lost; better this, the occasional pleasant but passing encounter.

So, more or less, he understands perfectly.

It's not sentiment that makes him relent, quickening his motions again, but there is some fondness there.]

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[rianofski]

[As soon as Isaak quickens his motions, he follows suit, although he still tries to keep his motions subtle just in case of any passersby. It only seems fair to relent after Isaak has, after all, and isn't their arrangement intended to be a fair exchange? They both obviously benefit from it.]

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[defies_reason]

[One of the myriad advantages of being tall and broad-shouldered; they're fairly effectively hidden from view, well enough at least that anyone passing by would have to turn in to the alley to catch them.

He bites back a low moan with effort.]

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[rianofski]

[He's not a vocally expressive person himself, not someone inclined to moans, but his quickened breathing against Isaak's neck should say just as much as Isaak's quieted moan. He vaguely wonders what would happen if they got caught breaking curfew and doing this, but he discovers he doesn't particularly care.]

Action - afgfdgs sorry i just. make you wait forever. all the time.

[defies_reason]

[It's a reaction, and perhaps he ought to be relieved that Andrew isn't inclined to shout; the truth is, though, it only reinforces his determination to make the other man shout. Not now, perhaps-- this is hardly the place-- but on principle.]

Re: Action - YEAH HOW DARE YOU. No JK you can keep me waiting as long as you like

[rianofski]

[A reaction indeed, although one Andrew doesn't necessarily seem pleased by, from the subtle way he draws back from Isaak a little. Never one to enjoy losing control, even his quickened breathing seems like too much of a giveaway that he's enjoying himself far too much.]

Action - h-hot...?

[defies_reason]

[The infinite, unhealthy layers of power play here would take more time to untangle than Isaak is willing to devote. He considers himself a simple man, and certainly he doesn't need that sort of intellectual friction to enjoy himself-- but it would be a lie to say it's not a pleasant dimension.

But as much as he might like to draw the experience out, they are rather short on time and he's nearing the end of his-- patience, shall we say. He leans a bit harder on Andrew's shoulder, just to be obnoxious, and sets himself in earnest to the task of finishing Andrew off.]