[Open] You're out of time

[judgemewhole]

WHO: James Norrington and You.
WHAT: Even Knight Commanders need to blow off steam
WHEN: Backdated to after 'Can't We All Just Get Along?'
WHERE: Skyhold proper - courtyard and Herald's Rest
NOTES: Warnings for violence, possible R-rated actions of sexual nature, and a Templar cursing like an Antivan sailor.

To say that Knight Commander Norrington came back from the Warden Camp in a 'mood' was something of an understatement. The moment he entered Skyhold proper, he was pulling on his full Templar armor, grabbing his sword and shield, and going directly to the practice dummies.

Later on, one could find him in the Herald's Rest. There are at least two bottles of wine in front of him, and he is not dressed in uniform. In fact, he's dressed down to the point of just tunics and breeches, singing softly to the song that the bard is belting away in the front of the tavern. He looks like he could use the company - or at least another bottle of wine if you are inclined.

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[universal_charm]

Goodness, James really didn't keep with much. But it fit his notion of a soldier and a devote one at that. Which suddenly made this little encounter all the more enticing, adding a touch of the forbidden even though he was fairly sure Andraste did not forbid such a coupling.

"Such a shame, he looks so comfortable," he murmured, his fingers working around to the front of James. His fingers found the twists of his lacings, toying with them and slowly pulling as he nibbling along the nape of his neck and along the vein. He kept his hips pressed in close against James' buttocks, which no doubt gave the other an idea of Kirk's attraction to him at the moment.

[judgemewhole]

Oh well great Maker. James felt his eyes shut, and a faint shudder ran all the way through him. The front of his breeches jumped a little in response, and his voice was all low and rich, as he sighed, "Yes ... well. I shall make him comfortable on the other end of the room. But first."

He turned, and pressed Jim back into the wall, so that they were flush with one another, and kissed the dickens out of that smirking mouth. If only to give himself a moment's pleasure. Or ... two. Or perhaps three.
He couldn't help it if his mouth roamed, or if Jim's did, or his hands did the same in a hungry sort of fashion. He certainly couldn't control the state of undress he was in by the time he managed to pull away.

Suffice to say, though, he was going to bodily be lifting Interceptor up, one blanket beneath him, to put the pup near the door. Interceptor opened one eye, gave him an odd look, but snuffed and went back to sleep.

"... Right. Bed. Now. Please?"

[universal_charm]

James suddenly taking control of the situation was unexpected, but not unwelcome. He kissed him back, matching his hunger and need, letting himself be swept up in James' own needs and wants. He bared himself to his hands and mouth, letting him do as he pleased while he nipped and scratched and thrust against him.

He was left momentarily dazed when James pulled away in order to free up the bed, taking those spare moments to catch his breath and simply watch the other man move about the room. When James looked at him and asked that question, two thoughts popped in his head: sexy and to damn cute.

"Well, since you asked so nicely," he laughed, pushing off the wall and coming to James. He grasped James' hips, stepping in to push him down towards the bed.

[judgemewhole]

James gave him a sheepish sort of look, rubbing the back of his neck as a flush of red touched his ears. "Yes, well, one doesn't want to be rude ... "

Then Jim's hands were on his hips and they were shifting towards the bed and he made sure to grasp Jim by the shoulders so they went down onto the bed together. He took Jim's mouth again, hunger again spiking through him as they were pressed this close together, a soft curse emitting from under his breath so he could shift, and thrust finally in turn. Just some relief, any relief, would be so satisfying right now.

[universal_charm]

Kirk laughed at the sound of James cursing. It had a particularly dirty and seductive sound coming from the pious man, dropping a bit more heat into his belly as he let the word ring in his ears. He settled himself between the spread of James' legs, spreading his thighs and pushing down sharply against him. He could feel how swollen he was already, and he felt a pang of sympathy. When was the last time James had had release?

"Well, I'm giving you permission to take what you need," he murmured, kissing him back, sliding his hands beneath the other to drag his nails along the arch of his spine as they rocked, cloth and naked flesh scraping against each other.