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Drifting off to sleep has never been easier. When your character wakes up, they enter into a beautiful, almost picturesque home. Everything is brightly lit with candles and different colored lights. The entire place smells like sugar cookies. Or maybe pine. Or maybe it's whatever your character finds homey. There are several rooms to this home, each with its own charms. A kitchen and dining room, with any ingredient known to man and a spread of already prepared foods on the table. A living room with a cozy fireplace and very inviting rug. Bedrooms with various types of furniture and all the privacy you could want. A lovely backyard that's cold, but there's a firepit to warm up with. Snow crunches underneath boots (or heels, we ain't picky) and there's the occasional glimpse of wildlife in the woods.

All characters will come with the knowledge that this is a dream. There are no consequences to their actions, save what happens in the dream. They are also not trapped. When they want to leave, they know that they can simply leave through the front door and wake up in their own time, in their own bed.

And sprinkled throughout the house are sprigs of mistletoe. Is it the dream that makes people want to get a little cuddlier underneath it? Or is it just the spirit of the moment?

Either way, it sure is a fun way to get to know each other!

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Experimentally, Hickey squirts a little of the lubricant into his hands, grinning as he rubs it together to check out the texture.

"Perfect. Now, get back on the bed so I can open you up."

Aadit huffs.

"And who said you're going to get to have me? It should be the other way around."

He lets out a little chuckle, giving Aadit a perfectly innocent smile that they know doesn't mean anything.

"What d'you plan to do to me instead?"

He places his hand to Hickey's chest and presses him back against the bed. "What do you think is going to happen? I'm going to have my way with you, and everyone else in this cabin is going to hear it."

"We're going to ruin their evening."

He loves it.

He's not being quiet.

"That's not a bad thing."

"Not for us anyway," he says, handing over the bottle of lube now that it all seems settled. "Get yourself ready for me, and we'll have a little fun tonight."

"You're impatient!" he laughs. But almost immediately, Hickey starts to strip off his clothes. Taking the lube, he squirts some into his hands, lubing up his fingers.

"Though really, if you're the one who wants to take me, why'd you give me the bottle?"

"Because you have to do some of the work," he tells him simply, . "You have no work ethic, it's time you learned some."

But he will throw Hickey a bone and help him out of his trousers, spreading Hickey's legs apart and holding him open as he kisses down his neck.

"You say 'no work ethic' like it's a bad thing," Hickey grins. "I'd say that I simply know where best to use my energy. And I'd say that most things don't deserve energy."

He starts to slick up his fingers as he points out, "You do, though."

"You're absolutely right, I do."

He waits for Hickey to do a little of the work, though he doesn't bother keeping his hands off of him. He cups his prick and eases himself over him, very audibly creaking the old bedframe as he moves.

Hickey's hands move downwards as he starts to open himself up, grinning at Aadit all the while. When the bed creaks, he lets out a badly hidden snort of a laugh. "D'you think we'd be able to break the bedframe if we go fast enough?"

He kind of wants to try and break the bedframe.

Aadit leans down to kiss along his stomach, grinning softly to himself. "Oh, we should absolutely try," he laughs. "Get on your hands and knees and we can give it a try."

He doesn't have to ask Hickey twice. Smug little smile on his face, he happily shifts his position, radiating big excited energy all the while.

Equally as thrilled to take Hickey and maybe break some furniture, Aadit kisses along his back and quickly buries himself inside of him. He lets out a soft exhale against his neck; he feels so damn good.

Hickey lets out a groan of pleasure as he feels Aadit sink into him. Oh that feels bloody brilliant. Absolutely perfect. He moves his hands so he can ruffle Aadit's hair, looking up at the man with a wide grin.

"There we go."

He practically melts against him. "You're tight," he murmurs, still sunk into him up the hilt. "Not fucked often, are you?"

"Not since you left," Hickey admits, with a little shake of his head. "There hasn't been anyone else."

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