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That so?

[Vicious does not really have any concept of composition to guess what Ingo is doing. He just grins and lounges for the picture.]

Gonna show it off later?

I... no, even if you are all right with it, that would be a little... Who would I even show it to?

[Except Vicious, right now. He turns the phone around to show him the second picture.]

Dunno!

[His response is casual, and he's distracted from further follow up on that line of thought by leaning forward to look at the picture, taking a few moments to process it]

...Hah! Not bad. Pretty interestin' to see myself like that... And the piercing looks cool.

I am very glad if you think so...! Though you are the one who brought something so "cool"-looking.

I just want to keep the photograph for my own purposes.

[He sets the phone aside again, and starts spreading the lube on his fingers instead.]

Yer own purposes, huh...?

[Vicious leans back again and spreads his legs wider.]

A record to safeguard my unreliable memory.

[He slips in a finger without much preamble, more confident by now in what Vicious can handle.]

Haa—aah.

[Vicious takes it easily, of course, lifting his hips into the motion.]

Ya think ya might forget again...? Guess that ain't a bad idea. When ya have stuff worth rememberin'.

Mmmm... Right. I hope that I do not forget ever again. But I may as well cover my bases in the meantime.

[He moves his finger in and out, probably only spending this long on it because he's focusing on the conversation.]

And, it is a little exciting to think about. If I later doubt that this happened. I will have proof!

[It's definitely helping to bring Vicious to full hardness, anyway. As is the conversation.]

...Send it to me too.

—You want it?

[He is not going to use the hand that is currently both occupied and a mess, but he does use his left hand to immediately grab the phone where it was set aside to bring it closer to him.

But he has to be so careful about this! Just because he's using his non-dominant hand one-handed, that is no excuse to accidentally send a sex pic to an unrelated third party! Don't do it! Be sooooo careful!! He is going to be distracted taking his time with this.]

Ya don't have to send it right now.

[a little frustrated with the distraction. but as long as Ingo has his phone—]

...Could always get another one with you in it, though.

Oh... I apologize.

[He hesitates, unsure if he should continue or stop now that he's come this far. And now he feels dizzy with arousal and nerves at the suggestion. Part of him wants to start fucking Vicious immediately, as a reflex after hearing it.]

D... Do you want a picture like that?

Yeah.

[It's growled slightly.]

Maybe with you in me too?

Okay.

[He responds reflexively, in a daze, clearly not giving this much rational thought. He withdraws his hand immediately to start lubing up his cock instead, with the same impulsivity as he had pulling the phone over.]

Nice.

[Rational thought is overrated. Vicious for one is definitely not thinking too hard about why the idea of someone wanting to remember him, or of having something to remember himself, is so appealing.

Instead he grips his own cock with one hand and reaches up to touch the piercing with the other, thrusting up into his hand with a moan as he waits for Ingo to finish preparing himself.]

H-How are we going to take the picture when we are both so occupied—?

[He shoves himself up in between Vicious's legs, clearly not letting this question stop him from proceeding.]

[He hooks a leg around Ingo to pull himself closer.]

...Mmmmm, I bet you'll figure somethin' out.

You are not even going to try to think about it, even though you want it? ...That's fine.

[It's already blazingly hot that Vicious wants it at all, so Ingo is not going to lose enthusiasm just because he has to do all the work. The only reason he wants to outsource it at all is because he can't bear thinking about things on that practical of a level right now.

But those mechanics can wait a little bit. Ingo pushes into Vicious with a groan.]

Whaaaah...

[Vicious rocks up against Ingo with a throaty noise of his own.]

—What, ya wanna give me the phone and see how well I can take pictures while you're fuckin' me?

[He lifts a hand to look at the angle experimentally.]

I, think it will be difficult to get both of us in the frame, no matter which of us is doing it... But—if you want to—

[He is focusing his energy on moving his hips to thrust in and out, and not on grabbing any phones.]

[Vicious strokes his dick showily in time with Ingo's thrusts.]

View from here... ain't bad.

[After a moment, he tries to reach for Ingo's phone without looking, but this mostly involves his hand fumbling over the sheets, occasionally getting fully distracted with a sharp breath.]

Is it worth remembering something that "isn't bad?"

[He reaches over to the side too, seeing the phone and pushing it within Vicious's reach. Once he does, he moves that hand to press down on the newly pierced nipple, feeling the difference.]

[Now that Vicious is fully flushed with arousal, the press of the unyielding metal against his sensitized skin is much more intense. He is certainly not going to manage to pick up the phone while Ingo is doing that.]

Hnnng,, ah... haha, you sayin' I looked way better than that? Well, yeah. Yeah, you look good too. Wanna... save that look on your face, and remember how much you want it. Wanna see how hard I am, and remember how it feels.

Mmm, of course. You look radiant with pleasure right now!

[He barely even registers the comment about his own appearance, which is for the best, because if he lingered on it, he'd become too self-conscious very quickly. As it is, he remains in a daze of arousal, responding instinctively, and he'd rather focus on how Vicious looks than on himself.

He thrusts into Vicious, grinding in deep and staying there for a bit, so that he can focus on slowly rolling that nipple, to see how it moves, and how Vicious reacts.]

[Vicious lifts his hips, shifting the angle to get Ingo a tiny bit deeper. Then he holds still to feel the attention to his nipple properly as well. His eyelids flutter, and after a few moments he moans at the way increasingly raw-feeling nerves shoot sensation straight down between his legs.

His grip tightens on his dick. His free arm jerks reflectively too, and it hits Ingo's phone, so he manages to close his hand around it, finally.]

Ya like... that?

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