Soul to Squeeze

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael nodded, it was odd to think about telling everyone. He tried to remember when Emilian had done it, but he couldn't remember an exact time, it had been gradual and had just kind of...happened, from what Michael remembered. There wasn't a moment in time he could point to and say that that was where Emilian had revealed it. "I like how we've been doing it," he said. They weren't exactly hiding it, but they were keeping it down. "I can't imagine everyone knowing, it would really make the dorm awkward," he said, thinking about the people that shared a room with him. Like Chase.

[Dare Blackwood-Hardt]

Dare's gaze shifted to Michael's again, then back to his hand in Michael's hair as Dare nodded. "Then let's just keep...doing what we've been doing," he said. He didn't mind keeping it quiet, in fact he preferred keeping it quiet. It was one less thing to worry about. And it was something that was just theirs. Dare's lips quirked as his hand strayed, letting his fingers brush against the spot on Michael's neck. "I have half a mind to give you another one," he teased, though he was half serious about it.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael grinned and moved his fingers over the mark on Dare's neck, "Go ahead, just know I'll return the favor." It didn't occur to him how dangerous that challenge was until after he had already spoken, and he had an amusing image of them ending with quite a few more than they had. It brought a laugh to his eyes and made his grin widen, though he did realize that it wasn't very likely to go unnoticed if they did.

[Dare Blackwood-Hardt]

Dare's near-smirk broadened into a grin. "Oh really?" he asked, his eyes brightening. "I think it might be worth it anyway." Especially since he hadn't been thinking of marking Michael's neck again. Dare's gaze slipped down again, to what was left of silver ink on Michael's skin, then he moved to make a more purposeful mark against him, just below it.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael had expected to leave with another mark, but hadn't expected it to be there, so it took him by surprise when Dare moved. Once the initial surprise was over, Michael let himself relax and enjoy it, while starting to plan where his mark would go. He grinned as he wondered how far the game would go, and his eyes closed.

[Dare Blackwood-Hardt]

Dare took his sweet time, since Michael didn't seem to mind. In fact, when Dare glanced up to see Michael grinning, it only encouraged him, and so even when he'd finished and the beginnings of a mark showed against Michael's skin, Dare simply picked another spot and resumed his attentions. If Michael wanted to return the favor, he'd have to just do it; Dare wasn't going to volunteer.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael's eyebrows raised and he glanced down when he felt Dare change spots. He gave a light laugh as he spoke, "Don't I get a turn?" While he could easily take control, he hadn't thought that Dare would just keep going and make him. He should have thought about it, though, knowing how Dare was.

[Dare Blackwood-Hardt]

Dare's lips curved. "Mm-m," he hummed, continuing the motion of his mouth against Michael's skin. He knew he was in for it when Michael finally decided to move, he figured he had a while. Especially if he distracted Michael with another kiss just a bit lower on his chest. Dare was definitely enjoying himself, and didn't give much thought to the inevitability of Michael's retaliation.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael made a mental note of how many marks Dare was giving him, not quite ready to give up his position just yet, and started wondering where he would give his own marks. He shifted under Dare's mouth to relieve some of the tension that was slowly building, and Michael knew that the tension would be what made him decide to move, when it got more than he could handle. Three.

[Dare Blackwood-Hardt]

Again, Michael hadn't argued, so Dare went on, thoroughly entertained with what he was doing. He fully intended to keep going until either Michael broke, or Dare ran out of exposed skin to mark. He went lower again the next time, testing his limits as much as anything. How much could he really get away with? And did it matter that he was moving distractingly slow?

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael shifted again, easily recognizing the end of his line, though he didn't immediately move to change positions. He thought that, had the previous uncomfortable feelings not happened, he would have been fine for another couple, but as it was, he pulled away. He moved down even with Dare and met his eyes briefly, the corner of his lips turning up before he pushed Dare to his back to have easy access to his chest.

[Dare Blackwood-Hardt]

Dare had known it was going to end sooner or later, but he'd been so caught up in what he was doing that Michael's retreat was a surprise. He'd felt only the briefest moment's disorientation before his eyes met Michael's and he remembered Michael's vow to return the favor. He'd only had time to flash a crooked smile before he'd found himself on his back.

Dare's brows rose in surprise, and then his smile widened. He'd expected eventual retaliation, but he hadn't expected this. It was strange being in the submissive position, but Dare reveled in Michael having taken control. "You don't expect me to just take this, do you?" Dare teased. Of course, he'd take whatever Michael gave him, but he didn't need to tell Michael that.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael grinned and shrugged, pulling his lips from Dare's skin to look up at him. "Maybe, or maybe I'm looking forward to when you make me take control," he said, eyes flashing slightly before he settled back in to what he had been doing, a nice dark mark in the center of Dare's chest. His hands didn't remain stationary, one trailed over Dare's side, while the other lay along the side closest to Michael for support, pressing lightly against the skin.

[Dare Blackwood-Hardt]

Dare gave a light chuckle, trying not to disturb Michael from what he was doing. "Make you?" he asked, highly aware of the rise and fall of his chest as he spoke. "I think you're doing okay now." A subtle challenge, but if Michael picked up on it, all the better. You're doing okay. He was doing pretty well, actually, though Dare was already beginning to wonder how long before he'd take the control back.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael almost didn't catch the challenge, he was strangely absorbed in his work and only when the words played themselves over in his mind did he realize what Dare had said. "Just okay?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and glancing up, before turning his attention to a new spot, towards the left of Dare's chest. He was enjoying himself, though it didn't take long for him to realize that it wasn't how he wanted to spend much of his time, he had gotten used to Dare being in control and, however much he was enjoying the reversal, Michael couldn't let himself get completely lost.