Ryunosuke is too wound up to stop it as he bucks up against his hand, chasing after his end. His desire to prolong it is overridden by the pleasure coursing through his veins, throwing his head back with a loud groan. His chest heaving for air as he hits his high, body arched like a bow string when it finally happens. His body shudders, cock twitching as he spills into his hand and against his stomach.
Manabu's name comes out in a desperate low whine against his ear before he gasps sharply for breath. He takes a moment trying to recover, turning his head to kiss Manabu's cheek, and moving his hand down to the curve of his jaw to trace his fingers across it.]
[Manabu exhales shakily, himself still tensed up with an anticipation that's getting more painful than enjoyable, but the tenderness Ryunosuke offers him is as much a balm to that as it is a tease. his cheek is hot to the touch - too hot for a proper human, but that's the paradox of coldblood at work.
guided by those fingers, he turns his head, his expression strained but sentimental, and chases Ryunosuke's mouth for a couple errant kisses before asking:] You okay...?
[maybe a dumb question, but it's always polite to ask.]
Yeah. [It comes out in a panting breath, a smile on his lips as he leans up to kiss him again. And again as he removed his hand from his cheek to rest along his back.] What about you--? [He shifts, his body shaking slightly from the sensitivity as he finds that his partner is still--]
Let me take care of you. [He says softly.] Please?
[It's the least he could do! After all, he wants Manabu to feel as good as he did.]
[with something of a laugh wavering in his breath:] Please. [he's kinda dying over here! but he's not gonna make a big thing about it.
his arms are also kind of tired from being in something of a long-running pushup held on just one arm - definitely not part of his usual workout routine (but not a bad addition) - so he lets Ryunosuke go, shifting with a grunt to sit, careful to disentangle his legs from Ryunosuke's so he can move as he pleases, no longer trapped underneath him.
briefly, he glances the glimpses of Ryunosuke still on him, feeling his heart thump a bit. if it were just him, he'd feel some bit of shame, so...shouldn't he now? he doesn't, though. not when the sound of his own name moaned the way it was is still buzzing in his still-buzzed brain.]
[He follows him up, crawling after him as they shift positions. He's pretty sure that by the end of this they'll need to bathe again but he doesn't care, not when he's chasing after Manabu, barely able to contain his excitement. There's such a thrill chasing after desire, and he wants to make sure that Manabu feels good. There are some nerves there, as he motions for him to lay down, pressing his hand to his chest as he slowly runs it down his chest, gently pushing him back in the process. He bites his lip, eyes darting from Manabu's face back down to his erect cock as he carefully wraps his hand around the base.
It's tentative, the way he grips him, definitely overthinking what he wants to do. How does he want to move? He should just move and see what he likes. He watches Manabu's face as he strokes up, thumb rubbing along the head gently. Still definitely overthinking this.]
[Manabu's skin is almost burning to the touch, save where the veins trace along. but it's cooler where the tattoo is traced, given some of the blood enchantment put into the ink.
he feels a beat of embarrassment in lying back, but only until he looks up at Ryunosuke. at this angle, there's really something affecting about him that's different than before...but in ways Manabu can't really wrap his head around right now - there's other things wrapped up that take precedence.
speaking of: all it takes is that exploratory touch to the tip for Ryunosuke to witness Manabu's hair fluffing up again with a little pulse of extra energy, and it's all Manabu can do to stifle an embarrassing sound.
after a gulp, his voice wavering:] I-it's...more intense. When, when you do it, eh, eheh...
Yeah? [That just emboldens him, shifting his body to lay down beside him. He smiles, taking his time to stroke up from base to tip, chewing on his lip as he watches Manabu intently.] I think that's the point.
[At least he hopes it was. The action, the motion of his hand wasn't much different than what he does to himself, but the prospect of bringing Manabu to his climax was more thrilling. He licks his lips, shuffling again as he picks up the pace, longing to pull sounds of pleasure from his partner.]
[Manabu means to reply, but whatever it was he was going to say gets washed out by the shuddering whimper that escapes his efforts to keep it under wraps. there's a compulsion to apologize for how embarrassing he must seem, never mind how worked up he'd gotten Ryunosuke earlier! it's different when it's him, okay?
there's little Manabu can do with his hands besides clutch at the futon in one, aimlessly brush at and grab at Ryunosuke with the other - especially when he's seized by a massive swell of yearning that makes him squirm and tense up, hissing a loud breath through his teeth]
Mrhh--hh. Ryuu, I'm-- [he's very weak to this, this far along. and Ryunosuke doesn't have to work hard at all to push him over the edge - he'd gotten so far along just vicariously indulging in Ryunosuke's own orgasm that his own is right around the corner. even he can't stifle the sound that follows his gasp as he comes, shoulders taut, heels dug into the futon. there's a faint glow under the skin - electricity coursing through his veins and up to his scalp where little sparks flicker and fade just as soon as they appeared.
that release, at least, finally comes with the relief of satisfaction that can get him to exhale with ease and relax his body, save for that hammering heart of his.]
[He's almost glad that it doesn't take much more, but at the same thought he wishes it could have gone on a little longer. He continues to pull and stroke him until he's spent, blush rising in his cheeks knowing that he did this. He lays his head down, breathing in sharply as he inspects the general state that Manabu is in. It was... exhilarating that he was the cause of this - and he was beautiful like this. Disheveled, and relaxed.
Ryunosuke smiles and leans over to kiss his cheek, then the corner of his lips, chest rising and falling with each breath. This wasn't anything he anticipated, nothing he could put to words at the moment as his mind is more occupied with other things (like the general state of his boyfriend and how attractive he was, how relaxed he actually looked).]
[the kisses break the remaining tension out of his body; his fist unclenches and his legs relax. Manabu turns to lay on his side facing Ryunosuke, nudging his head closer to get nose to nose with him.
with the audacity to be bashful, even now:] I...I think about you all the time when I--y'know. Alone, but... I like this a lot better.
[He can't help it, but he chuckles a bit as he shakes his head.]
Yeah? [He can't stop the flush in his cheeks.] You're not alone. [He admits shyly. He shouldn't be shy at this point considering they're both completely naked with each other and well... a mess. It's just something about admitting that he's thought about Manabu like this is a little embarrassing.]
What do you think about? [He blurts out, curiosity getting the best of him.]
What do I... [he puffs a little laugh, ducking his head a bit in his bashfulness. c'mon, guy!] You, I said you! [what does a lawyer need specifics, anyway??] Like...listening to you read things to yourself when we'd just sit around. [and he'd doze off pretty fast. jeez, when was the last time they did that? it's been nonstop crisis to crisis to job to job...]
I, I didn't expect a lawyer to have such toned arms, you know? But the archery stuff must really do good things... I'm a little jealous, eheh... [but being hugged by those arms is more than a consolation prize.]
[He shakes his head, amused by the prospect that something like his arms would be considered attractive.]
Don't be jealous. [He says with a smile.] I mean, there are exercises that you could do if you wanted to tone your arms a little more. [Now he's just teasing as he reaches with his clean hand to squeeze at Manabu's bicep.] Not that think you need it.
Hey...! [he fidgets a little, the squeeze somewhat ticklish in sensation.] I, I'm in pretty decent shape, I think! I do more running than shooting arrows, anyway...
You are. [He agrees, leaning back a bit to give him a good look over. He was probably a little more fit than he was considering he was more active. Though Trench was giving him a run for his money.]
So... we should probably get cleaned up again. [He pushes up into a sitting position.] What do you say?
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Date: 2022-09-05 08:37 pm (UTC)Ryunosuke is too wound up to stop it as he bucks up against his hand, chasing after his end. His desire to prolong it is overridden by the pleasure coursing through his veins, throwing his head back with a loud groan. His chest heaving for air as he hits his high, body arched like a bow string when it finally happens. His body shudders, cock twitching as he spills into his hand and against his stomach.
Manabu's name comes out in a desperate low whine against his ear before he gasps sharply for breath. He takes a moment trying to recover, turning his head to kiss Manabu's cheek, and moving his hand down to the curve of his jaw to trace his fingers across it.]
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Date: 2022-09-05 08:47 pm (UTC)guided by those fingers, he turns his head, his expression strained but sentimental, and chases Ryunosuke's mouth for a couple errant kisses before asking:] You okay...?
[maybe a dumb question, but it's always polite to ask.]
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Date: 2022-09-05 09:00 pm (UTC)Let me take care of you. [He says softly.] Please?
[It's the least he could do! After all, he wants Manabu to feel as good as he did.]
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Date: 2022-09-05 09:05 pm (UTC)his arms are also kind of tired from being in something of a long-running pushup held on just one arm - definitely not part of his usual workout routine (but not a bad addition) - so he lets Ryunosuke go, shifting with a grunt to sit, careful to disentangle his legs from Ryunosuke's so he can move as he pleases, no longer trapped underneath him.
briefly, he glances the glimpses of Ryunosuke still on him, feeling his heart thump a bit. if it were just him, he'd feel some bit of shame, so...shouldn't he now? he doesn't, though. not when the sound of his own name moaned the way it was is still buzzing in his still-buzzed brain.]
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Date: 2022-09-10 08:41 pm (UTC)It's tentative, the way he grips him, definitely overthinking what he wants to do. How does he want to move? He should just move and see what he likes. He watches Manabu's face as he strokes up, thumb rubbing along the head gently. Still definitely overthinking this.]
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Date: 2022-09-10 09:55 pm (UTC)he feels a beat of embarrassment in lying back, but only until he looks up at Ryunosuke. at this angle, there's really something affecting about him that's different than before...but in ways Manabu can't really wrap his head around right now - there's other things wrapped up that take precedence.
speaking of: all it takes is that exploratory touch to the tip for Ryunosuke to witness Manabu's hair fluffing up again with a little pulse of extra energy, and it's all Manabu can do to stifle an embarrassing sound.
after a gulp, his voice wavering:] I-it's...more intense. When, when you do it, eh, eheh...
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Date: 2022-09-10 11:26 pm (UTC)[At least he hopes it was. The action, the motion of his hand wasn't much different than what he does to himself, but the prospect of bringing Manabu to his climax was more thrilling. He licks his lips, shuffling again as he picks up the pace, longing to pull sounds of pleasure from his partner.]
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Date: 2022-09-10 11:55 pm (UTC)there's little Manabu can do with his hands besides clutch at the futon in one, aimlessly brush at and grab at Ryunosuke with the other - especially when he's seized by a massive swell of yearning that makes him squirm and tense up, hissing a loud breath through his teeth]
Mrhh--hh. Ryuu, I'm-- [he's very weak to this, this far along. and Ryunosuke doesn't have to work hard at all to push him over the edge - he'd gotten so far along just vicariously indulging in Ryunosuke's own orgasm that his own is right around the corner. even he can't stifle the sound that follows his gasp as he comes, shoulders taut, heels dug into the futon. there's a faint glow under the skin - electricity coursing through his veins and up to his scalp where little sparks flicker and fade just as soon as they appeared.
that release, at least, finally comes with the relief of satisfaction that can get him to exhale with ease and relax his body, save for that hammering heart of his.]
Auh...oh, wowhh...
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Date: 2022-09-11 12:52 am (UTC)Ryunosuke smiles and leans over to kiss his cheek, then the corner of his lips, chest rising and falling with each breath. This wasn't anything he anticipated, nothing he could put to words at the moment as his mind is more occupied with other things (like the general state of his boyfriend and how attractive he was, how relaxed he actually looked).]
Yeah. [He agrees with a slight laugh.]
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Date: 2022-09-11 01:03 am (UTC)with the audacity to be bashful, even now:] I...I think about you all the time when I--y'know. Alone, but... I like this a lot better.
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Date: 2022-09-11 01:29 am (UTC)Yeah? [He can't stop the flush in his cheeks.] You're not alone. [He admits shyly. He shouldn't be shy at this point considering they're both completely naked with each other and well... a mess. It's just something about admitting that he's thought about Manabu like this is a little embarrassing.]
What do you think about? [He blurts out, curiosity getting the best of him.]
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Date: 2022-09-11 01:33 am (UTC)Or...y'know... [eheh.] Your arms...
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Date: 2022-09-11 01:51 am (UTC)[But then he says-]
Wait. My arms? [He looks a little perplexed, but doesn't quite complain as he flexes his arms unconsciously.] Really?
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Date: 2022-09-11 02:00 am (UTC)I, I didn't expect a lawyer to have such toned arms, you know? But the archery stuff must really do good things... I'm a little jealous, eheh... [but being hugged by those arms is more than a consolation prize.]
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Date: 2022-09-11 10:26 pm (UTC)Don't be jealous. [He says with a smile.] I mean, there are exercises that you could do if you wanted to tone your arms a little more. [Now he's just teasing as he reaches with his clean hand to squeeze at Manabu's bicep.] Not that think you need it.
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Date: 2022-09-11 11:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-09-12 12:34 am (UTC)So... we should probably get cleaned up again. [He pushes up into a sitting position.] What do you say?
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Date: 2022-09-12 12:44 am (UTC)...well he can probably pass out in the bath.]
Yeah, yeah I guess... [but behold: he's not getting up.]
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Date: 2022-09-12 01:08 am (UTC)