( no, it was fucking intense and it leaves you open to things that you wouldn't really show anyone else. he has no idea what quentin felt from him but as long as he doesn't go blabbing it, penny can let it go. )
This place is so fucked, making that happen. It's such a shitty place but then it has that kind of thing.
(Quentin picked up on a lot of things, although the only coherent ones were involving desire, and that's what he gravitated to. Nothing quite like feeling someone want you as much as you want them. No matter what Penny says, Q knows he desired him sexually. It's deeply appealing and he wants to feel it again. He's needy for positive feelings about him, even if temporary.)
Yeah in general I avoid it, but it was hot here.
(He didn't realize how much he missed it. He misses Eliot in every feasible way, but the physicality of their connection was a gap he forgot about. Quentin knows it may not be fair to use someone to fill that, but on the other hand, this is Penny. He's confident his friend wouldn't see it that way. They can be straight (figuratively) about it.)
We could do it again. (He waves a hand to try and stop what he assumes it an immediate no.) Hear me out. Shit here sucks. Having something that feels good sometimes wouldn't suck. We don't have to overthink it. (He's going for nonchalant but there's anxiety now at the pit of his stomach. He's nervous.)
( well, that's a surprise. penny just stares up at the ceiling, trying to figure out how he feels about that. he and quentin are friends, sure, but this?
this feels like it could get dangerous quick. they're never gonna be in love or any of that shit but having sex a few times doesn't sound that bad.
still, he's penny and he thinks the worst. he doesn't say that, he just stares and thinks. )
You just had your dick in me, Penny, I know it's you.
(Quentin's tone is dry to say the least. It's not an outright rejection which is more than he expected. He doesn't plan on anything between them outside of sex, but he also is aware that he's well known to be messy as fuck. And his emotions do get complicated. But at the moment he's convinced that it's fine and it'll be fine and he can be cool. He may never see Eliot again, but he's not ready to start dating. A friends with benefits situation would be great.)
Listen, the reality is we had sex and it was good and that means the next time we're drunk, our drunk brains will remember that and probably lead back here anyway.
(Drunk brains cannot be trusted. And Q doubts they'll never be drinking together again. They've got tons of alcohol and there's Red Wings. It feels inevitable to him, whether it's the next time they're lonely or not. He's intellectualizing it well.)
( penny's instinct is to say no. even if it wasn't quentin, his instinct would be to say no, to tell the other man that he doesn't need a fuck buddy.
but, he knows that this place can twist you up and turn you inside out and sex...is good reliever for tension like that. and here's quentin offering it up after a very good round of sex. he can't deny that.
he licks his lips and then sighs, absolutely shocked that he's going to agree to this. )
(Quentin loves cuddling so it will definitely have to be a reminder to himself, but he's okay with that. It's not like he has an urge right now to cuddle with Penny. He feels fucking great that Penny's on board because sometimes stress relief is a thing to hope for. The rejection wouldn't have hurt as bad as it did with Eliot, since Penny's a different type of risk, but he's still glad it didn't happen.)
But. (He does reach out to find his clothes but doesn't put them on. Just drag them closer.) Can we do it on the bed next? No sleepover or anything, it's just better on the knees and going down on you.
(One time on the floor is hot, two times probably would be too, but eventually he'd get tired of rug burn or floorboards. It seems like a fair request and the no sleepover helps acknowledge he's not trying to make it more than sex.)
( putting your head in his lap had totally been starting it, quentin, and you will not convince penny otherwise. but, considering it turned into sex like that, he's okay with it. )
But yeah, fine, bed. Next time, there'll be a bed.
( unless quentin puts his head in penny's lap again. then, all bets are off. )
Yeah and it was super hot fucking right here, I'm just saying.
(The fact the lust took them over so much that they didn't bother to move anywhere but went at it on the floor is hot, in Quentin's opinion. He's glad he did it. He's trying to low key set some rules for them. No cuddling. Sex in a bedroom is fine. It's a smart way of edging around what he's pushing for.)
Cool. Hey. I have a bed like ... right there.
(Quentin oh so innocently waves in the direction of said bed. Obviously Penny knows the way, it's an invitation.)
Maybe you could take your clothes off this time. I mean, unless you don't have another go in you ....
(Is he being a bit of a prick? Kind of. He's actually trying to flirt but since it's Penny apparently flirting to him is being a prick. He's also trying to get a reaction out of him.)
( jesus, quentin. you don't take any breaks, do you? he has to laugh, shaking his head and rolling his eyes. of course quentin would be some kind of sex fiend. he doesn't even know why he's surprised. )
You challenging my stamina?
( what a dick you were, quentin. that's gonna mean no dick for you if penny decides to be an ass. )
( Quentin grins at him, indicating he knows he's being an ass but he's feeling good and playful. So sue him. He does kind of have a sexual appetite, although at the moment it's as much about not being lonely and feeling less shitty. Something they both could use, in his opinion. Besides who knows the next time he'll be able to convince Penny to climb into bed with him. He's already proven he'll take advantage when he can. )
Hey we've only had sex the one time, how would I know?
( He reaches over and tugs playfully on Penny's shirt. Not to pull it off, although he'd really like to. He's still being respectful of boundaries while they figure out what those are for each other. )
You're telling me you don't want another blow job right now? I wasn't even bringing my A game.
( Which is saying a lot considering Quentin already proved he's pretty damn good at those. But he was in a hurry to have sex. He could spend a lot of time between Penny's legs if he let him. )
My dick ain't even hard again, Quentin. You wanna suck on my soft cock or something?
( he's crude and you know that, quentin, so hopefully that's not gonna be a deal breaker. but, at the tug on his shirt, he gets up, stretching and sighing. )
But no, I'm not going to turn down a blow job. How about you just let me lay down for a second and we'll figure out what to do next.
( maybe he'll even suck you off, quentin. maybe he's feeling that good after getting blown and getting off. )
I only went straight for your cock because I was in the moment. If you take those clothes off I'll get you there eventually.
( Quentin is trouble in the bedroom, to be honest, he likes sex and he likes pleasing people and those two things together make him a pretty good partner. If relentless. They're both crude so Penny being direct or abrupt works just fine for him. He's gotten enough passive-aggressive stuff from his exes. Straight-forwardness is refreshing.
He casually sneaks a hand under Penny's shirt and runs it up his chest. The skin on skin contact flares up the empathy bond, Quentin's desire mixed with curiosity about Penny and interest in his reactions. He's not afraid of the bond because all he feels is good at the moment. Especially with Penny giving into him. )
( but penny doesn't pull quentin's hand away. it's warm and though the bond flares to life and bares some of his feels for the other man to see, he's too content to really give a shit. he's not showing anything that he doesn't want someone else to see so he'll deal with it. )
You are the hand holding, cuddling type, aren't you? Just lay all over the other person when you're sleeping.
I'm trying to seduce you, touching's kind of necessary.
( That's how he got Penny in the first place! By using suggestive touch and you know, his mouth right in his crotch. It was a pretty good job all things considered, but now he has to get more creative since they're not caught in that moment the same way. He has to improvise. Quentin thinks he's doing alright since Penny isn't smacking him away. He's seen Penny shirtless many times but he's never been allowed to touch him. Quentin impatiently tugs at Penny's shirt again, this time wanting it off.
Quentin shrugs at the accusation. Of course he is that type of guy. He does practically lie on top of Eliot whenever they're together. Penny would know from living briefly with the two as a couple that Quentin does like to hold hands, although they weren't terrible about PDA outside of flirting. But he's pointedly refusing to think about Eliot. )
Guilty as charged, but we already agreed no cuddling, so you don't have to worry about it.
( penny sounds amused but he also doesn't stop quentin trying to wrangle his shirt off him. he let's him pull it off and then flops back down onto the bed, resting a hand against his chest. )
There, you happy now? ( he sounds amused though, peering up at quentin with something of a smirk on his face. ) You gonna make taking my shirt off worth my while?
( As if he is going to pretend he doesn't find Penny attractive now. He's always found Penny attractive. Mean, yes, hot, yes. Sometimes hot because he's mean. He's seen Penny shirtless, he used to unbutton his shirts low or have bare arms, but it's different now. It's different because he's more or less being invited to look and enjoy and touch.
He's more muscular than Quentin for sure, he has great arms, and a nice scattering of hair on his chest that Quentin likes in guys. Quentin himself is still naked and while he knows he doesn't stack up physique-wise, he is not getting in his head about it. He wants to focus on Penny. )
Look who's the impatient one now.
( He's just teasing. Quentin moves over to him and crawls on top, taking Penny's hand off his chest and moving it off. Q kisses Penny for the first time, although it's his chest rather than his mouth. He trails his mouth over his skin, exploring it, tracing the line of one of Penny's ab muscles with his tongue, and then tests out what Penny's willing to let him do by licking one of his nipples. )
( if he's not careful, penny knows that he could get used to this. he doesn't consider himself an overly tactile person but he's not a monk either. he likes to be touched and quentin knows how to touch.
he closes his eyes, moaning out his approval. he's feeling lazy and casual and turned on so he just let's quentin...go. when his mouth gets near penny's nipple, he groans and reaches to thread his fingers through quentin's hair, trying to be encouraging without words.
he shifts a little, pressing his chest up towards quentin's mouth. he's okay with this, he's good. )
( Quentin could get used to this too, but he's not in his head about it right now. He's feeling selfish and focused and why shouldn't they be able to have this? They deserve it after everything they've gone through. He wants to put Midge out of his mind, that's part of it. They were married, he loved her, it felt as real as his love otherwise, and now she's gone too. He just wants to feel good and he's going to give that to both of them.
He does know how to touch. Quentin may not have a long list of lovers, but he's been very thorough with the ones he did have. He's very pleased when Penny moans and touches his hair again, humming into his skin. He teases Penny's nipple with curling his tongue around it until it hardens, moving to the other one to do the same so they're both wet and aroused. He picks one to suck on, his hand moving to the other to pinch and roll it between his fingers.
He likes nipple play too so he understands how good it can be for someone else. Quentin's free hand moves down to undo Penny's pants one-handed, his quick fingers are good for a lot of things. )
( if quentin wanted to make sure that penny got turned on as quickly as possible, then this was definitely the way to go about it. he's never really had his nipples focused on that much but he's willing to let quentin test it out.
and quentin just dives right in, covering one nipple with his mouth and using his other hand to work him up. penny sighs, shifting around and even moaning a little. he feels quentin start working at his pants and even helpfully lifts his hips to make sure those pants come down. )
God, you're so impatient.
( and he doesn't mind that. if he wants to go again, penny's gonna go again. )
( Quentin laughs into Penny's skin, glancing up toward him as he pulls his pants off which Penny so helpfully lifted his hips for. He switches his mouth to the other nipple to give it equal attention, running his hands down Penny's torso and encouraging his thighs open to make it easy for Q to settle between them. The ease with which Quentin is with him at the moment, lacking his nerves and anxiety, is a mix between the booze, the confidence that Penny wants him, and knowing he's not bad at this. )
Impatient to see you naked, you're damn right.
( In fact, he's completely naked and sprawled out below Quentin, and he is getting one hell of a power trip from it. Penny's hot and Q's going to enjoy every second of this he gets to steal away for himself. Quentin sits up partially so he can actually look at him, and he likes what he sees, attraction as obvious in his gaze as it is in the empathy bond. )
I didn't peg you as someone quiet and passive during sex though.
( Then again, Quentin really took him by surprise. He might be joking or he might be poking at him, moving his hand down to Penny's cock, still wet from being in him. He strokes him from base to tip slowly, sliding his thumb along the slit. He watches himself do it too, now getting to indulge himself in the growing fantasy. Quentin isn't hard himself yet, he's more interested in getting Penny off. His head drops back down to suck on Penny's nipple a little harder as his hand moves easy and sure on Penny. )
( that's his story and he's sticking to it. he wasn't all that quiet or passive but when he's not expecting something to happen, maybe he's a little slow to respond. but he thinks he'd done okay.
penny makes a low sound when quentin's hand closes around his cock and he growls when quentin adds his mouth to his nipple. he hadn't thought he'd be able to get hard for awhile but maybe quentin can prove him wrong.
penny's pretty goddamn happy to let him try since it does feel so good. )
( Quentin pauses and a flutter of anxiety ripples through him, easily felt through the bond. He lifts his head, dark eyes immediately moving to Penny's face. His hand stops for now but it doesn't go away, he's just thinking. See, the overthinking creeps in sometimes, whether he wants it to or not. )
Are you too drunk to really consent? Am I being shitty and taking advantage?
( As much as he wants to just throw himself into it, and as much as his lust kept him from asking this question before, Quentin's brain can zig zag around him whether he likes it or not. He doesn't want to be that guy. )
( he's drunk but he's not that drunk. quentin just overthinks way too goddamn much. he reaches down and grabs him, pulling him up and trying to kiss him. it's a messy kiss, sure, but he doesn't miss his mouth so he thinks that counts as consent.
after kissing him briefly but deeply, he shoves him away. )
( Unsurprisingly that is exactly the best way to handle Quentin when his brain is misfiring and psyching up his anxiety. He's surprised when Penny kisses him and moans into it, glad for the forcefulness and reassurance that comes with it. This is Penny. He would absolutely bitchslap him if he was crossing boundaries, even while drunk, because they've been drunk together before. He remembers how to breathe and releases that sudden tension, smiling after being shoved. )
That was hot.
( Both being pushed around and also Penny knocking him out of an incoming spiral. He moves back down Penny and renews his attack on his nipples, lapping and sucking at them, his hand coming back to life to curl around Penny's cock, running his thumb along the underside of his head. )
Maybe I need your enthusiastic consent.
( Quentin kisses Penny's chest and then down his stomach in a very clear path, but he doesn't go all the way down yet, possibly teasing. )
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( no, it was fucking intense and it leaves you open to things that you wouldn't really show anyone else. he has no idea what quentin felt from him but as long as he doesn't go blabbing it, penny can let it go. )
This place is so fucked, making that happen. It's such a shitty place but then it has that kind of thing.
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Yeah in general I avoid it, but it was hot here.
(He didn't realize how much he missed it. He misses Eliot in every feasible way, but the physicality of their connection was a gap he forgot about. Quentin knows it may not be fair to use someone to fill that, but on the other hand, this is Penny. He's confident his friend wouldn't see it that way. They can be straight (figuratively) about it.)
We could do it again. (He waves a hand to try and stop what he assumes it an immediate no.) Hear me out. Shit here sucks. Having something that feels good sometimes wouldn't suck. We don't have to overthink it. (He's going for nonchalant but there's anxiety now at the pit of his stomach. He's nervous.)
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this feels like it could get dangerous quick. they're never gonna be in love or any of that shit but having sex a few times doesn't sound that bad.
still, he's penny and he thinks the worst. he doesn't say that, he just stares and thinks. )
You know it's me you're asking, right?
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(Quentin's tone is dry to say the least. It's not an outright rejection which is more than he expected. He doesn't plan on anything between them outside of sex, but he also is aware that he's well known to be messy as fuck. And his emotions do get complicated. But at the moment he's convinced that it's fine and it'll be fine and he can be cool. He may never see Eliot again, but he's not ready to start dating. A friends with benefits situation would be great.)
Listen, the reality is we had sex and it was good and that means the next time we're drunk, our drunk brains will remember that and probably lead back here anyway.
(Drunk brains cannot be trusted. And Q doubts they'll never be drinking together again. They've got tons of alcohol and there's Red Wings. It feels inevitable to him, whether it's the next time they're lonely or not. He's intellectualizing it well.)
So let's just ... hook up when we feel like it.
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but, he knows that this place can twist you up and turn you inside out and sex...is good reliever for tension like that. and here's quentin offering it up after a very good round of sex. he can't deny that.
he licks his lips and then sighs, absolutely shocked that he's going to agree to this. )
Fine. But no cuddling.
( just saying. )
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(Quentin loves cuddling so it will definitely have to be a reminder to himself, but he's okay with that. It's not like he has an urge right now to cuddle with Penny. He feels fucking great that Penny's on board because sometimes stress relief is a thing to hope for. The rejection wouldn't have hurt as bad as it did with Eliot, since Penny's a different type of risk, but he's still glad it didn't happen.)
But. (He does reach out to find his clothes but doesn't put them on. Just drag them closer.) Can we do it on the bed next? No sleepover or anything, it's just better on the knees and going down on you.
(One time on the floor is hot, two times probably would be too, but eventually he'd get tired of rug burn or floorboards. It seems like a fair request and the no sleepover helps acknowledge he's not trying to make it more than sex.)
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( putting your head in his lap had totally been starting it, quentin, and you will not convince penny otherwise. but, considering it turned into sex like that, he's okay with it. )
But yeah, fine, bed. Next time, there'll be a bed.
( unless quentin puts his head in penny's lap again. then, all bets are off. )
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(The fact the lust took them over so much that they didn't bother to move anywhere but went at it on the floor is hot, in Quentin's opinion. He's glad he did it. He's trying to low key set some rules for them. No cuddling. Sex in a bedroom is fine. It's a smart way of edging around what he's pushing for.)
Cool. Hey. I have a bed like ... right there.
(Quentin oh so innocently waves in the direction of said bed. Obviously Penny knows the way, it's an invitation.)
Maybe you could take your clothes off this time. I mean, unless you don't have another go in you ....
(Is he being a bit of a prick? Kind of. He's actually trying to flirt but since it's Penny apparently flirting to him is being a prick. He's also trying to get a reaction out of him.)
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You challenging my stamina?
( what a dick you were, quentin. that's gonna mean no dick for you if penny decides to be an ass. )
I've got a lot of go's left in me, prick.
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Hey we've only had sex the one time, how would I know?
( He reaches over and tugs playfully on Penny's shirt. Not to pull it off, although he'd really like to. He's still being respectful of boundaries while they figure out what those are for each other. )
You're telling me you don't want another blow job right now? I wasn't even bringing my A game.
( Which is saying a lot considering Quentin already proved he's pretty damn good at those. But he was in a hurry to have sex. He could spend a lot of time between Penny's legs if he let him. )
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( he's crude and you know that, quentin, so hopefully that's not gonna be a deal breaker. but, at the tug on his shirt, he gets up, stretching and sighing. )
But no, I'm not going to turn down a blow job. How about you just let me lay down for a second and we'll figure out what to do next.
( maybe he'll even suck you off, quentin. maybe he's feeling that good after getting blown and getting off. )
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( Quentin is trouble in the bedroom, to be honest, he likes sex and he likes pleasing people and those two things together make him a pretty good partner. If relentless. They're both crude so Penny being direct or abrupt works just fine for him. He's gotten enough passive-aggressive stuff from his exes. Straight-forwardness is refreshing.
He casually sneaks a hand under Penny's shirt and runs it up his chest. The skin on skin contact flares up the empathy bond, Quentin's desire mixed with curiosity about Penny and interest in his reactions. He's not afraid of the bond because all he feels is good at the moment. Especially with Penny giving into him. )
But yeah, okay. Whatever you want.
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( but penny doesn't pull quentin's hand away. it's warm and though the bond flares to life and bares some of his feels for the other man to see, he's too content to really give a shit. he's not showing anything that he doesn't want someone else to see so he'll deal with it. )
You are the hand holding, cuddling type, aren't you? Just lay all over the other person when you're sleeping.
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( That's how he got Penny in the first place! By using suggestive touch and you know, his mouth right in his crotch. It was a pretty good job all things considered, but now he has to get more creative since they're not caught in that moment the same way. He has to improvise. Quentin thinks he's doing alright since Penny isn't smacking him away. He's seen Penny shirtless many times but he's never been allowed to touch him. Quentin impatiently tugs at Penny's shirt again, this time wanting it off.
Quentin shrugs at the accusation. Of course he is that type of guy. He does practically lie on top of Eliot whenever they're together. Penny would know from living briefly with the two as a couple that Quentin does like to hold hands, although they weren't terrible about PDA outside of flirting. But he's pointedly refusing to think about Eliot. )
Guilty as charged, but we already agreed no cuddling, so you don't have to worry about it.
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( penny sounds amused but he also doesn't stop quentin trying to wrangle his shirt off him. he let's him pull it off and then flops back down onto the bed, resting a hand against his chest. )
There, you happy now? ( he sounds amused though, peering up at quentin with something of a smirk on his face. ) You gonna make taking my shirt off worth my while?
( he just wants to see what quentin does. )
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( As if he is going to pretend he doesn't find Penny attractive now. He's always found Penny attractive. Mean, yes, hot, yes. Sometimes hot because he's mean. He's seen Penny shirtless, he used to unbutton his shirts low or have bare arms, but it's different now. It's different because he's more or less being invited to look and enjoy and touch.
He's more muscular than Quentin for sure, he has great arms, and a nice scattering of hair on his chest that Quentin likes in guys. Quentin himself is still naked and while he knows he doesn't stack up physique-wise, he is not getting in his head about it. He wants to focus on Penny. )
Look who's the impatient one now.
( He's just teasing. Quentin moves over to him and crawls on top, taking Penny's hand off his chest and moving it off. Q kisses Penny for the first time, although it's his chest rather than his mouth. He trails his mouth over his skin, exploring it, tracing the line of one of Penny's ab muscles with his tongue, and then tests out what Penny's willing to let him do by licking one of his nipples. )
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he closes his eyes, moaning out his approval. he's feeling lazy and casual and turned on so he just let's quentin...go. when his mouth gets near penny's nipple, he groans and reaches to thread his fingers through quentin's hair, trying to be encouraging without words.
he shifts a little, pressing his chest up towards quentin's mouth. he's okay with this, he's good. )
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He does know how to touch. Quentin may not have a long list of lovers, but he's been very thorough with the ones he did have. He's very pleased when Penny moans and touches his hair again, humming into his skin. He teases Penny's nipple with curling his tongue around it until it hardens, moving to the other one to do the same so they're both wet and aroused. He picks one to suck on, his hand moving to the other to pinch and roll it between his fingers.
He likes nipple play too so he understands how good it can be for someone else. Quentin's free hand moves down to undo Penny's pants one-handed, his quick fingers are good for a lot of things. )
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and quentin just dives right in, covering one nipple with his mouth and using his other hand to work him up. penny sighs, shifting around and even moaning a little. he feels quentin start working at his pants and even helpfully lifts his hips to make sure those pants come down. )
God, you're so impatient.
( and he doesn't mind that. if he wants to go again, penny's gonna go again. )
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Impatient to see you naked, you're damn right.
( In fact, he's completely naked and sprawled out below Quentin, and he is getting one hell of a power trip from it. Penny's hot and Q's going to enjoy every second of this he gets to steal away for himself. Quentin sits up partially so he can actually look at him, and he likes what he sees, attraction as obvious in his gaze as it is in the empathy bond. )
I didn't peg you as someone quiet and passive during sex though.
( Then again, Quentin really took him by surprise. He might be joking or he might be poking at him, moving his hand down to Penny's cock, still wet from being in him. He strokes him from base to tip slowly, sliding his thumb along the slit. He watches himself do it too, now getting to indulge himself in the growing fantasy. Quentin isn't hard himself yet, he's more interested in getting Penny off. His head drops back down to suck on Penny's nipple a little harder as his hand moves easy and sure on Penny. )
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( that's his story and he's sticking to it. he wasn't all that quiet or passive but when he's not expecting something to happen, maybe he's a little slow to respond. but he thinks he'd done okay.
penny makes a low sound when quentin's hand closes around his cock and he growls when quentin adds his mouth to his nipple. he hadn't thought he'd be able to get hard for awhile but maybe quentin can prove him wrong.
penny's pretty goddamn happy to let him try since it does feel so good. )
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Are you too drunk to really consent? Am I being shitty and taking advantage?
( As much as he wants to just throw himself into it, and as much as his lust kept him from asking this question before, Quentin's brain can zig zag around him whether he likes it or not. He doesn't want to be that guy. )
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( he's drunk but he's not that drunk. quentin just overthinks way too goddamn much. he reaches down and grabs him, pulling him up and trying to kiss him. it's a messy kiss, sure, but he doesn't miss his mouth so he thinks that counts as consent.
after kissing him briefly but deeply, he shoves him away. )
Get out of your own fuckin' head.
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That was hot.
( Both being pushed around and also Penny knocking him out of an incoming spiral. He moves back down Penny and renews his attack on his nipples, lapping and sucking at them, his hand coming back to life to curl around Penny's cock, running his thumb along the underside of his head. )
Maybe I need your enthusiastic consent.
( Quentin kisses Penny's chest and then down his stomach in a very clear path, but he doesn't go all the way down yet, possibly teasing. )
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( penny gives him a look because what the hell had that just been if not enthusiastic consent? he makes a face. )
If you're trying to get me to get up and give you a cheer or some shit, you're going to be disappointed. I'm not an enthusiastic person.
( so, take it or leave, quentin. )
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