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Danton bent over the sleeping bundle that was Camille, silently watching the boy sleep for a few moments before leaning in for a kiss.

Camille, still half asleep, sits up violently, lashing out with both hands, shrieking something incomprehensible.

Danton sat down on Camille, pinning his hands and sitting up so his face was safe from the spasming beneath him. "Camille, it's me!"

"...ahhh!" Camille finishes, before waking completely. "Mmm, Georges," he says, quite reasonably, as if he hadn't just been trying to kill his lover. "...why are you sitting on me?"

"Because you were slapping me!" Danton roared, laughing and kissing Camille all over.

Camille frowns, trying to escape, but is soon helplessly giggling under the relentless assault. "Alright, alright! I s-surrender! I have n-no idea what you're talking about, th-though," he cries between bursts of laughter and playfully trying to push away his lover's hands.

"I kissed you in your sleep and you mercilessly attacked me!" Danton grinned, letting Camille escape.

Camille insinuates himself into Danton's lap, as is his custom, arranging the larger man to his liking quite shamelessly. He tilts his head back to look up at the rough, scarred face, with his most wide-eyed, innocent expression. "Me? M-merciless?"

"Yes, you." Danton smirked, squeezing Camille tightly to his big hairy chest and pinching his stomach.

Camille rewards him with suitable 'eep'ing noises, then tries to ooze down and out of his lover's arms, snapping at the burly arms.

Danton threw them forward, with Camille under him. He squished his lover, grabbing him around his waist and gnawing on his shoulder.

The black-haired boy kicks his slender feet, hoping to hit something sensitive, trying to work at least one leg between the larger man's.

Danton ground his genitals into the crack of Camille's ass, still biting his little lover.

Camille gasps, raising his hips as much as he can. "D-damn you," he laughs, "and your c-cowardly cock."

"If it were cowardly, it would hardly be rubbing against a volatile man." Danton grinned.

"It's hiding against a--hey!"

Danton laughed, grabbing for the oil they kept near the bed and dripping some into Camille's ass, rubbing more onto his cock.

Camille takes advantage of Danton lifting himself to access his ass to shoot forward like a fish, for no reason but the joy of escaping.

Danton made a sad face. "No fucking?" he whimpered.

"Not until you define 'v-volatile' to my s-satisfaction," Camille says, putting on his sternest face.

"I have a better idea..." Danton smiled, taking off his wig and putting it carefully on the bedside table.

Camille looks confused and a little disappointed--had Danton really changed his mind about sex?

Danton grabbed Camille roughly. "You always complain that I don't take it off for sex!" he grinned, lifting Camille's legs and sliding into him after a moment of adjustment.

Camille gasps, squirming to get comfortable. One of his hands strays to the back of Danton's head, and he looks delighted. "W-wait! Don't move!" He shoves off of Danton's chest, pulling himself free with a groan.

Danton groaned. "What's wrong?"

Tittering to himself, Camille circles his lover, gazing at the close-cropped back of Danton's head with delight.

Danton turned to look at him, scowling. "What?"

Camille turns his lover's head back impatiently. "Hold still...they're simply glorious..." he strokes the back of the larger man's head, blowing softly on it.

Danton spins about, grabs Camille and forces him down, forcing himself back into the other. "You wretch!" he cried.

"Agh!" Camille moans, startled and wonderfully full. Then he laughs. "C-can't I love your head-wrinkles?" he gasps. "I will n-nibble them later," he pronounces.

"Not if I immobilize you with my cock!" Danton chuckles, pounding against Camille's ass hard, pinning his lover's wrists.

For a while, the pale boy is quiet except for sex-noises, but he always needs the last word. "You have to sleep sometime," he says in a rush.

Danton laughs, then moans as he finishes in his lover.

Camille's triumphant laugh is cut off by frantic bucking and yelling as he feels Danton come. He drives his bony hips against his lover until it's almost too much, and then he comes as well. It's the only time he's truly quiet during their lovemaking.