[his expression is a little pinched. but there's still a smile ready for len the moment that he heads in to the bedroom. a single shift later though and it's gone again, replaced with discomfort as he tries to settle himself in to a...less distracting position. into one that eases the pressure a little. it leaves him resting half on his side, covers pulled up to his waist. the shirt he's still wearing is completely at odds with the lack of clothing beneath the covers. but it's all part of the attempt he's making at hiding just what he's been up to for the past ten minutes.]
So, uh-- [yep, definitely awkward too.] There's...a remote. Somewhere. I kind of lost it. Um. [breathing. breathing.] And I think-- [okay, so much for breathing. he's just going to take a moment here to squeeze his eyes shut and try to...ride this out. hold on a moment.]
It keeps vibrating randomly and I wanted you to be the one to switch it on but now it's on and I can't stop it and you need to do something about it bef-- [well, might be too late for that, considering he's pressing his face into the pillow now to muffle his groan.
and yes, that happens to be a vibrating butt plug he's testing out right now. complete with remote control. assuming it can be found again. don't mock him for this, len.]
[Len just watches him for a long moment, his eyes alight with excitement at this amazing gift Barry's just served him on a silver platter.
Finally he crosses the room and tugs the blanket down to bare Barry's lower body, then runs a possessive, appreciative hand over Barry's hip. His fingers close over the base of the butt plug and tugs it lightly, making it shift inside Barry's body.]
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Where are you?
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i'll give you a hint
[and then there's a knock on the wall. or at least there would be if--]
that would've made a lot more sense if you guys didn't soundproof everything
[because guess who's sleeping in your bed, len]
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[Len pokes his head into the bedroom a few moments later, and cracks a grin when he sees Barry]
You little scamp.
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So, uh-- [yep, definitely awkward too.] There's...a remote. Somewhere. I kind of lost it. Um. [breathing. breathing.] And I think-- [okay, so much for breathing. he's just going to take a moment here to squeeze his eyes shut and try to...ride this out. hold on a moment.]
It keeps vibrating randomly and I wanted you to be the one to switch it on but now it's on and I can't stop it and you need to do something about it bef-- [well, might be too late for that, considering he's pressing his face into the pillow now to muffle his groan.
and yes, that happens to be a vibrating butt plug he's testing out right now. complete with remote control. assuming it can be found again. don't mock him for this, len.]
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Finally he crosses the room and tugs the blanket down to bare Barry's lower body, then runs a possessive, appreciative hand over Barry's hip. His fingers close over the base of the butt plug and tugs it lightly, making it shift inside Barry's body.]
You are adorable.