I serve no one

a.k.a Sheriff Graham Hunter || Fighter || Lost [Indie OUAT RPer for the Huntsman/Sheriff Graham. Multi-fandom/universe tagging: thelosthuntsman]

[preludetoreality]

[thelasthalebeta]

Sexy enough?

[thelasthalebeta]

     ”Other things like…this.” The words were accompanied by a quick press of lips against the other males, hands curling around his waist.

[thelosthuntsman]

    Graham smiled even more when he felt those lips against his own, his hands pressing against the other's chest as their kiss continued, Graham slowly backing up the boy against one of the cell bars.

[thelasthalebeta]

Sexy enough?

[thelasthalebeta]

     ”Yeah, you really don’t need to thank me any more, Graham. Hell, you thank me every time you do that smile you’ve been getting an awful lot recently. And, y’know, happen to do the other things I enjoy.”

[thelosthuntsman]

       "Other things like what?"

[thelasthalebeta]

Sexy enough?

[thelasthalebeta]

     ”Well, a couple of reasons. You generally end up kissing me if I keep up the compliments…which often leads to more than just kissing. Besides…I really like you, Graham. Why would I keep flattering you?”

[thelosthuntsman]

     "And I can never thank you enough for liking me the way you do. It's weird, I've been with many people; guys and girls, and yet none of them worked out the way we do. I guess that says something."

[thelasthalebeta]

Sexy enough?

[thelasthalebeta]

     ”Huh, so you didn’t want all that exposed? I mean, there is a fair bit to expose…Although gotta say, you do look better in person than in pictures. Even if the pictures are that good.”

[thelosthuntsman]

    "Why do you flatter me so much? I'm just an ordinary sheriff in this semi-ordinary town, though I do appreciate all of the compliments y'do give me."

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[thelasthalebeta]

Sexy enough?

     ”I-Yeah, wow. Deifnitely. Most defnitely. I’m just gonna…Wow. Although gotta say, bit brave letting a dog quite so close to that part of ya.”

[thelosthuntsman]

      "Well I kind of had to, didn't want all my...stuff to be exposed to the camera at that beach."

[kaylayaan]

[thelosthuntsman]

miss me?

[thelasthalebeta]

     There it was. There was the reaction Isaac had been hoping for. His lips remain firmly tugged up in to a grin as he waited for the other to speak, noting the way the others gaze roamed over his skin. Giving himself a couple of seconds to try and come up with a plan before deciding to basically…fuck it. No risk, no reward. When the sheriff leaned in closer, Isaac’s hands curled in to the fabric of the other males jacket to pull him in closer, and without saying a thing slotted their mouths together.

[thelosthuntsman]

    Finally, Graham thought to himself as Isaac's lips were pressed against him after all of this time of minor flirting and hints. His heart began to race a little bit, his lips starting to tingle against the other's as he moved his lips in sync with the other. His hands reached down and gripped the sleeves of the leather jacket that was draped against the boy's shoulders. Slowly, a smile spread across the other's lips as he began to softly whisper. "I actually feel something..."

[thelasthalebeta]

     Isaac was still learning to read Graham. It wasn’t exactly an easy task, trying to figure out what he was thinking or trying to gauge his reactions to what Isaac was doing…but he was fairly certain his current state of dress was having an effect. He allowed a small chuckle to escape his lips as the other spoke before accepting the clothes. Noting the brush of skin against skin…he can’t help himself. Really, he’s just asking for it. Instead of throwing anything else on yet, he just slips the jacket over his bare shoulders, weight shifting forward to stand up straight and flash the other a grin. “Good?”

[thelosthuntsman]

    Graham was at a loss for words. The way that leather jacket draped over his shoulders, the way it exposed the perfect amount of skin without covering too much, the way he grinned at him..all of these things were starting to really affect the man and his concentration. His mind was only focusing on one thing and one thing only, but he didn't know if he should act upon that thought. With a gulp, he leaned a little closer and scanned the boy's body. "Very good."

[thelasthalebeta]

    Isaac couldn’t help but move closer as the toher began to rifle through the box of lost property, eventually coming to rest against the desk the box was on top of. He’d definitely noticed the other glancing over, and the lack of a comment was either a good or bad sign…he just wasn’t sure yet. Blue eyes shifted up as the other pulled the clothes out and spoke, nodding his head. “Yeah, they’ll do…A leather jacket, huh?” He can’t keep the amusement from his voice, curious about why the other had picked it out but deciding against asking.

[thelosthuntsman]

    Graham took in a small breathe as he got that look from the other boy, that look that said just take me right here right now, or it meant really? you think that's a good outfit choice? He didn't know what that look meant, but it definitely had a small effect on the sheriff. "Well, yeah. Leather jackets look quite hot on men like us." He said, a smile growing across his features as he slowly handed the boy the clothes, his hand brushes past the boy's fingertips slowly.

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[thelasthalebeta]

     Isaac couldn’t help the grin that spread across his lips as soon as he caught the chuckle coming from Graham. Weight shifting almost self consciously as he finished tugging his eans off and instead let out a laugh of his own. “You mean other than literally telling me to take my clothes off?” He’s teasing more than anything, moving closer to the desk to glance at the box, but waiting for Graham to pick something.

[thelosthuntsman]

    Graham caught a quick glimpse of the boy in his dark, navy blue boxers before looking right back in the box. Why did I look, why did I look? His mind was trying to focus on the boy and the box of lost items, which was starting to become a losing battle. Soon, Graham pulled out a pair of new jeans, a slightly torn graphic tee shirt, and a leather jacket, just for fun. "These seem alright?"