(Continued from here so they're not just banging on Weiss's birthday post)
[He steps into the elevator alongside Jun and presses the button. At the same time, Jun strokes his hand with his thumb, replying to his banter with sweet words that make his heart squeeze. But he refuses to swoon or do anything embarrassing, no matter how surprisingly smooth Jun is these days. He just smiles and teases back!]
Fill it with even more thoughts, of course! ♪ If you're head's already full, we'll just have to make some more room in there!
[An answer befitting of the spoiled, selfish side he shows when he's with Jun. Though, in all honesty...
His own head is pretty full at the moment. Full of thoughts of Jun, that is.
The feeling of that thumb stroking his hand sends sparks of electricity shooting up his wrist. As the doors shut behind them, the atmosphere seems to shift: the air turned thin and shivery, goosebumps prickling all along his bare arms. Unlike at the beach, he feels underdressed now. Or maybe he's overdressed? He glances at Jun, sees that strong chest and muscular arms in his periphery, and something sinks in his stomach like a hot stone.
He remembers their kiss at the beach, the way Jun gradually drew him into his arms until they were finally pressed chest-to-chest, and he suddenly wants nothing more than to be that close again.
It feels like a hardship to even have to wait. And unfortunately, they have two elevator rides ahead of them, if the elevator that goes to Nami's suite can only be taken to and from a "special location." But they get where they need to go, thankfully without being interrupted by any talking portraits or deliberate "malfunctions." Soon they're standing in front of the door to his suite without having committed any public indecency. What excellent self-restraint they have!
But not for much longer. His impatience shows in how aggressively he opens the door, in how quick his footsteps are in his sandals against the floor. And as soon as they get inside the room, Hiyori more or less flings himself at Jun, throwing his arms around Jun's neck and connecting their lips in a kiss.]
( Fair!! I'm sure Weiss wouldn't want them as an early birthday gift. )
[ Honestly, It's best if he avoids answering, as they're already in the elevator, plus he was out to tease. Besides it seemed unfitting for a beach, having his shirt still on and thought nothing else regarding the request. And especially since Hiyori can take it off whenever he likes, he shrugs that off.
But it might be easier to focus if Hiyori wasn't constantly on his mind, making it hard to function normally. After their kiss on the beach, the warmth of Hiyori's body against his has left him struggling to think clearly.
It's a struggle to maintain self-control when they're alone, but they both seem to understand the need for restraint. At the end of the day, they are idols, despite the half-public kiss at Weiss' party. Both elevator rides feel endless, though he wouldn't dare complain out loud. Wanting to avoid seeming desperate, and needy while also wanting Hiyori alone is the key. But there's an itch, a need only Hiyori can satisfy.
Besides, it seems they are on the same page, he notices how aggressively Hiyori opens the door and he grins. As they've barely made their way inside, kicking the door shut, his arms move instinctively to Hiyori's waist, pulling him closer. He nibbles playfully across Hiyori's lips, hoping to convey his desire and hunger through the kiss, just as he had done on the beach. Already swiping his tongue across Hiyori's lower lip, wanting to mirror the same sensual gestures from earlier. ]
Mmm.
[ The only words worth mustering as the rest will come in a moment. ]
[Yep. They're idols. That's why he did his best to give a dazzling performance at the party, refrain from drinking any alcohol, and refrain from public indecency! ... mostly.
But, you know. Loving Jun-kun can coincide with their idol work. It hasn't dulled his love for their fans, and he's pretty sure the change in their relationship has boosted their stage chemistry, if anything. He just needs to remember when to conceal and when to let that love shine through like the ultimate weapon.
Right now while they're in private, there's no need to hold anything back, though. Not his love and not his desire, stirring hot inside him. Not how much he loves kissing his partner, parting his lips for Jun right away and making soft noises into his mouth, and not how much he loves feeling those strong hands grip his waist, that firm chest press up against him. It's not that he loves muscles! It's just, well... he loves Jun-kun.
And maybe he loves Jun's muscles when they're being used in service of him.
He pushes his tongue into Jun's mouth like he did at the beach. The heat from before is easily rekindled, the thrill of being out in public replaced by the thrill of being somewhere private enough to follow through afterwards. It's a fair trade. There's absolutely no need to stop this time; he's not letting Jun leave until he's satisfied!
Which means he's not letting Jun leave ever.
His breath comes heavy when the kiss breaks. Nudging their jaws together, he murmurs hot against Jun's ear.]
Jun-kun won't make me walk all the way to bed, will he? This one's the greatest challenge yet, but I'm sure you can do it ♪
[Carrying him from the door to the bed would beat any previous records. It's a greater distance than carrying him from the desk, or even from the couch! But Hiyori has absolute faith in him :)]
[ If he could say the same, life would be much easier. Though the thought remains, their relationship has seemed to boost their stage chemistry. If such a thing were possible! And tonight proved how important keeping a secret only they know can help boost their performance.
He brushes his tongue against Hiyori’s, granting him access the same as he did on the beach. It takes a matter of seconds for the passion to be rekindled, not as though it takes much for Jun. Honestly, Hiyori does have some sort of special ability to make Jun fall absolutely, head over heels, melting straight into him.
The thrill of being in private does add some heated thrill, knowing no one else can interrupt or watch on with ogling, judgemental gazes. Hoping the same might happen for them, or thinking they may be allowed to join in. Well, Jun’s allowed to be selfish, wanting Hiyori to himself and showing his partner how much he loves him. He’s allowed to let the love shine through, only for Hiyori’s eyes only, compared to the numerous others circling around them earlier. Now the love can be felt, focused on the person who has his entire heart.
His breathing is slow, heated as the kiss breaks. Running hands up and down Hiyori’s sides, his lips curves into a smirk, feeling the hot breath against his ear. ]
‘Course I don’t plan on you walking. That’d be bad manners, ‘cause I plan on doing what I was thinking ‘bout back on the beach. So I’ll be carrying you easy from here to our bed ♪
And just let me take care of the rest and remember to hold on real tight ♪
[ It’s rather important Hiyori has utter faith in him. Jun knows he can, also having faith in himself. And the enjoyment from carrying your partner to bed has a thrilling feeling of being utterly besotted with them. Which, quite frankly, is the perfect word for how Jun feels.
He leans down, only enough where lifting Hiyori becomes the only position he’s focused on. Making absolutely sure Hiyori’s arms are still around his neck, Jun pulls him up against his warm, strong chest, wrapping those strong arms around his waist. Beginning to walk forward, with one goal in mind, the need outweighs all else.
It’s true, Jun hasn’t carried him this far before. But there is a first time for everything, and he’s confident he’ll make it work. And what better use than carrying Ohii-san off to bed? It’s a workout and serotonin boost all in one.
Planting soft kisses across his forehead, Jun fully lifts him up, cradling him bridal style and firmly against his warm chest. It’s an embrace befitting of them, the one he’s held Hiyori in countless times since the first. Feeling almost close to a lifetime, their bedroom comes into view, with Jun pushing open the door slightly ajar, he kicks it shut once they’ve headed through. Placing Hiyori straight on the bed, he hovers over him, not wanting to let go. ]
You’re so beautiful, Ohii-san.
[ He murmurs, closing the gap between with a kiss. Slow but steady, nothing but passion being poured into the kiss and straight into the one he loves most. ]
["Course I don't plan on you walking," Jun says, like that's a given. As though it'd be such a hardship for him to have to walk across the small sitting area and into the bedroom himself. To most people, it wouldn't be. But Jun understands his duty as his partner and his lover, because Hiyori has him well-trained. Excellent! Good weather!
His stomach drops when Jun says that thing about "doing what he was thinking about." What might that be, Hiyori wonders? But he'll find out soon enough. Jun leans down, strong hands gripping his waist, and he hums cheerfully as Jun starts pulling him into his arms. Then he teases,]
Jun-kun already has a plan, hmm? ♪ I can't wait to see what he's been thinking of. Other than just "me," of course.
[He holds on tight as instructed, swinging his legs to make things easier. Jun's lips brush his forehead once he's fully swept off his feet, and he smiles, all too happy to be princess-carried.
Opening a closed door while carrying someone in your arms isn't the easiest thing, especially when that "someone" is actually a bit bigger than you, but Jun-kun manages admirably. He lays him out on the bed gently, a smooth transition for which Hiyori can't help but praise him.]
Good job. I award full points!
[He unwinds his arms but keeps one raised, his hand cupping Jun's cheek. His other arm and his legs fall down on the bed, lying underneath while Jun moves to straddle him. His heart quickens, a warm, excited thrum. Laid out on the bed like this, being looked at like that and called beautiful, Hiyori feels like some priceless treasure. Perhaps he really is a mermaid for the night, one Jun met at sea. Although they belonged to two different worlds (and really, Hiyori Tomoe and Jun Sazanami could be said to have come from two different worlds, too), they fell in love!
Though, he'll reject the part from the D*sney tale where he gave up his voice in order to gain legs. That's something Hiyori Tomoe would never do. He has his voice, and he intends to make good use of it! He'll swing as sweetly as Jun wants.
If Jun earns it, of course. But he will. He always does. And that's why Hiyori has absolute faith.]
~♪
[He kisses back happily, nudging their noses together and humming into it, both arms re-winding around Jun's neck again.]
[ Isn’t it a given? Having Hiyori held tight within his arms feels right, especially being well aware this is his duty as a lover! But you know, he’d do it even if they weren’t lovers, and has, so perhaps being princess-carried off to bed will be strictly a Hiyori-thing.
He gives nothing away, only the soft kisses against Hiyori’s forehead, smiling alongside the praise. Not yet turning down the bed, that can be done in a matter of seconds, as can fixing the curtain surrounding them.
Currently, Jun remains far too focused on giving his partner the attention he deserves, absentmindedly stroking fingers up and down that soft, comforting waist. With his other hand, he makes quick work of unzipping the vest, pressing their bodies together until the warmth of bare chests ignites a pleasant feeling pooling within the depth of Jun’s stomach.
Shifting his body weight, straddling Hiyori in a more comfortable position, he nibbles at his partner’s top lip, slightly sliding his tongue against the warmth of his mouth. One hand moves into the zipped-down shirt, travelling up the soft skin, stopping abruptly above Hiyori’s nipple. Taking his thumb and forefinger, he rubs against the nub, wanting to feel the hardening bud between fingers.
With Jun’s other hand, he keeps a strong, but gentle grip against the skin of Hiyori’s waist. If anyone were to take witness, perhaps they would seem right out of a D*sney tale. With Hiyori being a beautiful mermaid, Jun his human lover… Hoping no one might take away his voice, Jun wants nothing more to hear those sweet sounds which are music to his ears. (And besides, Hiyori remains a priceless treasure, one he’ll always treasure and lavish with attention.)
And being in love only amplifies the heated passion, knowing how intimate and loving Eve remain even within the throngs of passionate love-making. No one can take away their love, and it’s something Jun’s willing to fight for until the end.
He parts his lips, moving from nibbling, to gently sucking on Hiyori’s lips instead. ]
[The soft roar of the zipper coming down amplifies his excitement. Their bare chests press together, and he can feel Jun-kun's warmth. The heat of Jun's skin, the place where Jun's heart beats. Proof that Jun-kun is alive.
Jun's wearing less clothing, so there's nothing for Hiyori to take off just yet. He's still not sure what to make of Weiss asking Jun to take his shirt off. But no matter how many people saw him without a shirt at the beach (or the gym or wherever else), Hiyori's the only one who gets to touch! And right now he'll exercise that privilege by clinging onto Jun's shoulders, fingertips pressing into Jun's skin. No clawing or digging in with his nails (yet). He's not a wolf, he's a human being! Unless we're still going with the mermaid metaphor. Then he's a mermaid. And now that he's experienced the warm sunlight on land, it's unclear if he'll ever be able to go back to living under the sea full-time. He needs sunlight! He needs love!
He needs Jun to touch him more. Which Jun does, earning a soft noise of approval, muffled by their kiss.]
Nn...
[He arches his chest into Jun's hand, his nipple hardening quickly beneath Jun's teasing fingers. That and the hand petting his waist feel almost embarrassingly exciting. He likes being spoiled like this, likes Jun taking charge, putting his hands on him in ways he never would've dared back when Eve first formed and he shrunk away from every touch. Jun had no experience before coming here. But in almost no time at all, he's become a passionate sort of lover who can sweep Hiyori off his feet. What might have caused that transformation?
That's simple. It's love! Love, and Hiyori's teachings.
He really is eager to know what Jun has planned. Maybe a bit too eager. Unable to keep still, he lifts his hips to try to meet Jun, picking up his knees and bracketing Jun's waist. His head goes all hot as Jun sucks at his lips, and his hands move further down Jun's back, the dangly metal bracelets still on his arm pressing into Jun's skin.]
[ Jun is content to focus on showering Hiyori with the attention he had been denied within Nami's suite, rather than rush into physical intimacy. After all, while onlookers may gawk at his abs, there is only one person Jun desires to touch him, and that person is currently indulging in that privilege. From Jun's perspective, there is nothing to worry about! He murmurs a soft noise into Hiyori's mouth, feeling the dainty, soft fingertips pressing into his skin leaving him wanting more.
He'll accept any mark Hiyori leaves on his skin, even if it's not from his nails. Any bitemarks, bruises and what have you, he'll be glad to have maim him. It helps him remember they're lovers, and the times when they've been intimate are real.
The soft noise of approval causes him to grin. He brushes his tongue against Hiyori's, continuing to tease his nipple. His hand further snakes down Hiyori's waist, lavishing him as best he can. He loves spoiling Hiyori, wanting to take charge to show his deep love and care, and further wanting to hear his reactions. This is a far cry from his early days in their partnership, when he would never have touched without permission, nor been so open.
And it's true! Love and Hiyori's teachings have transformed him into a passionate, caring lover who constantly showers his partner with affection.
He pulls his body close, their hips almost meeting in a desperate embrace. Pulling away briefly, Jun opens his eyes to take in the sight - Hiyori's wavy hair splayed across the bed, the glittering eyeshadow catching the low light. The metal bracelets pressed into his skin, overwhelmed by a swell of heat as he felt like the luckiest person in the world, like a sailor who'd made the perfect catch of a siren's song.
The idea still planted in his head, with what he wanted to do with Hiyori, his hand moves to curve across his clothed backside. ]
Keep your knees right there, 'cause I wanna feel you rubbing up against me.
[ He murmurs, then dives back in for another heated kiss. Wasting no time, he pinches and rubs the second nipple, determined to keep them both taut as his arousal presses against Hiyori. ]
[He doesn't hold anything back. What would be the point? He knows his voice is pretty. And Jun-kun, the one who's making him sing so sweetly, deserves to hear it. It's just them in their "world of two" right now. ... And the House, watching and waiting at the ready to give them another payout, but we don't talk about that.
Anyway, he's patient. He likes Jun taking his time with him! But it's also clear how eager he is, given how he squirms beneath Jun's touch, making soft little sounds into Jun's mouth and wrapping his legs quickly around him. They're close as can be, but they can always be closer! That's his view, and he wants to feel as much of Jun against him as possible. Wants to keep kissing him forever, too.
Sadly the latter doesn't happen, but he's too caught up in Jun's eyes to protest when he breaks the kiss. That molten gold color spellbinds him, and his heart throbs at being looked at in such a way. Even without words, it's entirely clear what Jun's thinking: beautiful. Jun thinks he's beautiful. He can tell these things!
Though he'd never object to hearing it, either, of course.
Instead Jun says something else, but it's a little hard to focus as he feels that hand grasp his backside. That gets his heart beating even faster, as he wonders what Jun's "idea" might be. But it's not like that area's off-limits. So far he hasn't really found any boundaries, as far as doing this with Jun-kun is concerned. ... Unless "not on the beach at Weiss's party in front of everyone" counts. Apart from the crowd issue, that wouldn't have been as comfortable for his back! But, er, anyway, what was Jun saying...?
Ah, yes. That he wants to feel him.]
Mm, mm! ♪
[He hums back enthusiastically, keeping his knees there as promised. He kisses back enthusiastically too, though not before murmuring into it:]
"Desperately," right? ♪
[A reference to their first time together. Is Hiyori ever going to let Jun live down the words, "I wanna feel you so desperately"? Nope! Never forgetting those! But it's not like he can talk, when he's sliding one hand up the back of Jun's head and rocking his hips up against him while they kiss, moaning again softly as Jun toys with his chest some more. He can feel the outline of Jun's hardness against him and he likes it, likes rubbing himself there and feeling how much Jun desires him. Jun can have whatever he wants.]
[ He's glad to hear the beautiful songs from Hiyori, knowing he can't get enough of the sound.
They are patient with one another, and their rewards come naturally in due time. For Jun, it's difficult to rush into things, which is why he savours the experience and takes his time. The way Hiyori reacts beneath him only makes him want to move faster, to lose that carefully maintained control, just as he felt the first time. But that will come with more experience!
The way Hiyori's legs wrap around him feels like bliss, as they always do, he wants to feel more and more. His mind clouded with desire, yearing to feel even more of Hiyori's touch. Though countless words came to mind, none could accurately describe Hiyori's beauty. but there are plenty of words that he could use to describe how beautiful his partner looks right this second. Words escape him, pressing his body closer, grinding against Hiyori's in a desperate need for deeper intimacy. ]
Always ♪
[ Murmuring into the passionate kiss, he manages a muffled word. Knowing there will never be a time when he doesn't desperately want to feel Hiyori's touch. It may have been the influence of his suit talking at the time, but his suit was right; spilling out the words he usually wouldn't say had brought him here. Still, his head is clouded with intense desire, and the sensation of Hiyori's hips rocking against his only fuels the heat building within. Suddenly, they seem far too overdressed for this.
With one hand teasing Hiyori's nipples, the other slid up the back of his pants, wanting to remove his underwear. Pulling the fabric down just enough, another moan presses into the kiss as Hiyori rubbing himself against his hardness sends shockwaves of pleasure right where it hurts. The feeling overwhelming him, fueling a desperate need, he urgently tugs Hiyori's pants down, just enough where he can move his hand inside and around the curve of his now semi-bare behind. ]
[Ah, yes. This part. The one the commoners might call "dry-humping," but which the prissy Hiyori Tomoe prefers to think of as rolling their hips together like ocean waves. It's the part where he feels how much Jun-kun aches for him. The cute, needy Jun-kun, whose body is more honest than his words sometimes.
Though his words are pretty honest, too, these days.
Desperately, Jun agrees with him. Desperately, he pitches his hips forward, makes urgent sounds into their kiss, tugs at Hiyori's clothes. Desperately, Hiyori kisses him back, tongue twining together with his partners, hips moving like he's onstage giving some fanservice. Desperately.
He does at least keep them off the bed so Jun can tug down his pants and underwear, all too eager to feel Jun's heat and be touched by him directly. Which he is, but not quite in the way that he expected, Jun's fingers brushing in between his cheeks.
He pulls back from the kiss a moment, his breath already coming ragged and his voice a little loopy.]
Jun-kun's... touching me everywhere today...
[Not that he's protesting. It does give him ideas, though. His fingers wander down Jun's spine, one hand sliding over the small of Jun's back and then grasping his butt, which he uses to pull Jun in closer. Now they're even!]
[ Despite being a commoner himself, there is no way he'd ever refer to this part as "dry-humping," either! It's the part where he gets to show Ohii-san how much he wants him. Without using words, there's no need to when movements and body parts can easily showcase how needy the rest of him is.
As always, his kisses and movements are desperately needy, just as he agrees. Having Hiyori act as desperately, hips moving and meeting in a needy rhythm while more desperate, urgent sounds hum into their kiss.
Jun's touches remain desperate, as he hesitates, unsure if he should be touching that area or if Ohii-san would approve. Second guessing himself. Again his fingers brush the same spot, even more lightly the second time.
Can... I? I'm... allowed, right? I wanna make Ohii-san feel good...
[ Ohii-san's words no longer sound like a protest, making it increasingly difficult for Jun to articulate his own. His raspy voice gives way to a loud, guttural moan. Realising he likes Hiyori touching him there, eliciting a response as he's drawn closer, knowing they could always be closer.
Couldn't they? ]
But looks like... Ohii-san's getting handsy, huh~?
[Good to know that neither one of them will be using the phrase "dry-humping" anytime in the future!
Jun's touch ghosts across the area again and he feels himself ache there. An unfamiliar feeling, though he might've felt something similar when he was sitting in Jun's lap before, feeling Jun's hardness underneath him. Is that an aching to be filled?
He just doesn't know, because he has no experience in that department. He hasn't even touched himself there, though he's thought about it. Perhaps he should have by now. He's had the thought before that he definitely should, before they do go "all the way." It'd be tragic if the mood was spoiled by him having an un-cute reaction to something going in there for the first time, like "ow!" or "that feels weird."
But, he still hasn't, so here they are. It looks like Jun might be the one to touch inside him first. If that's allowed. But at the moment, he sees no reason to forbid it: not when Jun is asking nicely, pledging that he wants to make him feel good. All with a cute blush on his cheeks.
He continues to smile. His nerves are calmed by how cute Jun is being, how easy it is to tease him with touches and with words.]
Well, Jun-kun belongs to me. Which means I'm allowed to touch him wherever I want, pretty much!
[He punctuates this outrageous claim by squeezing Jun's butt. Which is sort of hard and muscular compared to his butt. ... not that he goes around squeezing or looking at his own. But if Jun describes his stomach as "squishy," he'd probably describe that as squishy, too! Despite official artwork making it look concave.]
But I'm also Jun-kun's partner, so I guess that means he's allowed to touch me, too.
[He pauses, then. His eyes holding Jun's gaze and his chest rising up and down, his pants and underwear pushed halfway down his thighs. He's exposed, no doubt about it, and he'll be in a somewhat vulnerable role if he goes along with what Jun's suggesting. But it's not like he hasn't thought about it. Or like he doesn't want it. The roles aren't set in stone here; they don't have to do it this way. He has more experience being on the other side of things. But when he's with Jun, well... he likes to lie back and be spoiled.]
I'm sure he'll take good care of me.
[He adds, his cheeks lightly dusted pink. And then, even more casually:]
Plus, I really want to accept all of Jun-kun at some point, so this seems like good practice.
[ He swallows down a small sound, the lump in his throat as the air rises with heat. Perhaps it’s because of where his touch ends up, knowing he, too, felt some way with Hiyori in his lap.
But, he hasn’t ever done this before, either. Not even touching himself there, Jun just doesn’t know what he’s doing. Something he does know is this: he wants to touch Hiyori there, all over and wherever he can.
Before arriving here Jun hardly thought about sex in any given detail, aside from the songs and innuendos Eden, and Eve sang about. He wasn’t to know how much or how badly he’d want this. That being intimate with Hiyori would make him feel good and loved, just as it should. And that he can’t get enough of his beautiful, cute and loving partner.
For now, he’ll remain patient, pleased to have Hiyori brushing against his hips. Knowing that they want one another desperately, posing a question which has been on his mind all evening. Jun wants to go “all-the-way,” which means he has the right idea to practice for when they do. That and, the want to know what they want is real, and so close.
Which not a second later, Hiyori punctuates with words and a touchy grab of his butt. His eyes grow wide, unable to stop the roll of hips while the hand ghosting across Hiyori’s own butt, digs into the flesh. It is squishy and soft to touch, the same as he recalls. Jun’s own hard and muscular, like the rest of his body. But the part of Hiyori that makes him ache most are the “squishy” parts. His most favourite parts! ]
Ye…ah. Ohii-san can touch me wherever he wants. And I’ll accept him touching wherever his hands end up.
[ Sinking in Hiyori’s gaze, watching how easily and effortlessly he can hold Jun’s gaze. How easily Hiyori gives him one look, and he wants nothing more than to take care of Ohii-san. The roles can always be reversed, whenever they arise and feel like they should. But right now, Jun wants to spoil his partner with plenty of love and affection. ]
Ohii-san, I promise I’m gonna take good care of you.
[ One thumb lightly presses against the warmth of Hiyori’s cheeks, watching as the colour shifts, dusting the surface. Of course it’s cute, watching and enjoying Ohii-san’s cute reactions sets him off. His smile widening, the blush spreading over and down his neck.
How can something be said so casually and turn Jun’s head into mush? He struggles to breathe, chest feeling restrained by a sudden wave of pressure by a few words. He remembers then, Hiyori’s pants are still halfway down his ankles. Hungry gaze moving from his partner, down his half-clothed body until it lands on his clothes.
Tracing back up towards his gaze, keeping them locked together. ]
I really want you to accept all of me, too. And I wanna accept all of you, so I’m gonna try… But you’ll tell me if it feels really weird or hurts… or you want me to try something different. Right, Ohii-san?
[ His touch moves from the clench, ghosting across Hiyori’s cheeks. Jun is nervous, his voice as shaky as his hand. There is an intense amount of pressure, wanting to be a good lover while learning. And he’s afraid of hurting someone he loves. ]
Edited (I pressed enter way too early ) 2024-07-16 23:24 (UTC)
[Jun pledges to take care of him, thumb pressed gently into his cheek. It's sweet, it's tender, and it makes him feel all fluttery again. It also calms whatever worries he might have had. He's never done this before, but he's in good hands when he's with Jun-kun, the boy he raised into an attentive partner.
Then he says the thing about accepting Jun, and he watches Jun's blush deepen, spreading all the way down to his neck. That, too, is sweetly satisfying, as is the way Jun's gaze flickers down his body. It's something he's found that he likes: offering himself up like a present and watching Jun's eyes turn molten with lust.
But that's just how things have gone so far: him doing the offering, Jun doing the taking. The roles can always be reversed. If Jun wants them to be. That's another thing they hadn't discussed. And when you don't discuss things, you just start assuming stuff! And Jun, well... he's on the manlier side. The one who sweeps Hiyori off his feet, both literally and figuratively. The sailor to his mermaid! Plus, Jun's sort of innocent, and doesn't have experience, and probably only knows the basics about these things. So, there might have been a part of Hiyori that assumed Jun would shy away from the other role. Or that he's always pictured himself in the "giving" role.
Maybe this will teach him not to just assume things. Not only does Jun tell him he can touch wherever he wants (including his butt, apparently!), but he also says something else. "I wanna accept all of you."That causes Hiyori's eyes to flare just a tad. So, what, Jun does want to do it the other way? Or, er, he wants to do it both ways, rather?
There's no conflict, though. Just a moment's surprise, before his smile beams even brighter. He chirps back:]
Mm! If Jun-kun does something wrong, he'll hear it like usual! ♪
[A teasing response. If there's anything Hiyori can be counted on to do, then surely it's complaining when he wants to complain, right??]
It sounds like Jun-kun's up for just about anything, so we could always switch to something else.
[An acknowledgement of what Jun said about accepting him, too.]
But I'm not worried. Jun-kun will make me feel good, I'm sure. I have absolute faith in him~ ♪ Especially when it comes to this, since this is one of those things that just makes sense for us. "Becoming one," that is.
[Two souls, one body. That's the motto in Eve. And Hiyori's eager to make it literal one day. He spreads his legs wider underneath Jun, sliding one hand down to cup the back of Jun's neck, lifting his own head off the pillow to kiss him. Then he drops both hands down to the bed, fingers grasping at the sheets as he waits expectantly.]
There should be some of that stuff from the flower maze inside the bottom drawer over there. I wasn't sure where to put it, so I just chose there!
[ It’s true, he hasn’t quite pictured himself in the “other,” role. He’s usually used to giving, not taking, which he doesn’t seem to mind. Taking care of Hiyori is his biggest priority, even from the beginning of their partnership. But the role doesn’t have to be set in stone, he only assumes this is the right way to do things! Besides, when Hiyori offers himself up, the way he’s doing so now, it’s rather difficult for him not to want to take Ohii-san as his own.
But he is innocent, especially when it comes down to them being intimate. It’s something to unlearn, especially when Jun curiously wants to learn how to appease his partner. There is nothing to worry about when it comes to Hiyori, but part of him still worries about the possibility of not being an attentive lover. Again, it’s something to un-learn!
Well, uh, he doesn’t know which way to do it rather. Only how they have been thus far! Giving the permission to touch as Hiyori pleases seems right, and Jun has no intention of taking the words back. His eyes already filled with lust, he isn’t afraid of anything anymore.
Eyes snapping up from his body, he gulps down a small lump in his throat as the implications become more apparent and clear. Knowing Hiyori is teasing is one thing, he’ll figure this out so there will be no need for complaints.
He slowly nods to the second point, as his blush darkens down the base of his throat. ]
You can see through me, huh~? I am up for pretty much anything with you ♪
[ Which is why he feels ready to take the plunge and start with something new. He hasn’t done anything wrong yet, but the first time trying something new is the hardest part.
And there the words are again. Where Hiyori says one more, ”One of those things that just make sense for us.” His own eyes flare, the nerves of before slowly seep out. Or could it be the slow kiss, mixed with words which slowly alienate his worries? Either way, the kiss lingers on his lips, as do the last few words. ]
I love you.
[ He murmurs softly against Hiyori’s lips, before there is a chance to pull away.
Right! The stuff they found in the flower maze… Now he finds himself feeling a little silly about his attempts to shield Hiyori from the bottle. Never mind that now! He moves over a little to reach for the bottom drawer, hoping not to move Hiyori or his legs too much. Reaching in, his fingers feel around, first coming into contact with what he thinks is the box of condoms. Feeling around again, Jun comes into contact with the bottle. Fishing out what he was looking for, he moves it to his other hand. With his free one moving to pull at the curtains, wanting their own privacy to do as they please.
Next Jun glances down, taking in Hiyori and the way he’s already gripping the sheets. The way Hiyori’s hair fans out causes his chest to ache with fondness. But for the time being, his eyes tear away, back to the bottle and glossing across the instructions. Jun’s never held a bottle of lube in his life, well, aside from picking it up from the box. Wanting to do this right, he opens the lid, squeezing the lubricant out onto his fingers.
Attempting to get as close as possible, he leans forward as his eyes glance downward to see all of Hiyori. Another blush spreads to his cheeks, moving fingers to slowly experiment against the hole. Massaging the spot should do the trick, or rather, something Jun might think instead of being bad mannered and inserting fingers right away. He sucks down a breath, a forefinger moving to tease around the spot, hoping to coat the outside with as much lubricants as possible. Against the other side of his thigh, Jun moves to massage the muscles, hoping to relax them.
With a glance upward, Jun presses one finger against the hole. Wanting to wait for Hiyori’s expression as he teases around, continuing to massage the area with slow movements. Still noting how soft his skin feels, almost as if he were floating. ]
[He keeps smiling all bright-eyed, pleased by the look on Jun's face and the blush on his cheeks, already feeling exhilarated even though they haven't done much yet. Simply getting on the same page about what they both want feels good. And he's also excited to be taking this next step, even if it's sort of a warm-up!
Jun confirming he's up for anything makes him feel pleased. But it's that "I love you," murmured against his lips, that really sets Hiyori's nerves on fire, really steals his breath away. He's still not used to hearing it, and Jun said it so passionately, so sincerely, that it makes him want to melt; his own blush blooming brighter, the look in his eyes gone all soft. He doesn't say it back, but he's hopelessly in love, too. And what a wonderful feeling that is.
Jun leaves him momentarily to fumble around through the drawer, Hiyori's heart racing with every sound. He looks up at Jun, wavy hair spilling across the pillow (and still wearing the hair ornament), his throat tightening as Jun draws the canopy around them, blanketing them in that sunset orange color. Never mind the House or whoever. It's just them in their own little world. And he can't see or think or feel anything apart from Jun. His gaze is hot and full of desire as Jun coats his fingers, the ache inside him intensifying, and even though he's never had this done to him, his body seems to know what it wants.
Which is Jun-kun, of course.
He picks up his knees, bare legs spread on either side of Jun. Fingers gathered in the sheets, he lies back and waits.
The first press of something slick there makes his eyelids flutter. His breath catches in his throat. It's all anticipation, no pleasure yet. But as Jun starts to rub around the area with two fingers, getting it all wet, well... that starts to feel like something. It's unexpected, is what it is. His cheeks burn hot from the attention, but it's not just his cheeks. Heat pools low inside him too, his cock throbbing where it lies against his stomach. And something inside him throbs, too. It's that area, the one Jun's fingers keep skirting around. He's...
Really sensitive down there now. Which is odd and just a tad embarrassing.
But is it a bad thing? He meets Jun's eyes, a soft sound coming from his throat. Jun's got one finger positioned there, ready to sink into him, but he doesn't do it. He's teasing! But the look on Jun's face doesn't suggest he's teasing. So, instead he's... feeling around down there? Getting him used to his touch? Being extra considerate and careful? Right, that's probably what he's doing. Jun-kun's never done anything like this before! He's trying to be a good partner, just for him! And he's looking at him expectantly, like he might want feedback! So:]
Feels like getting a massage ♪
[He just says the first thing that comes to mind, his voice warm and breathy and high. This is... probably not helpful feedback, but at least he sounds like he's in a good mood!]
Kind of like an oil massage. I saw an ad for those at that salon—a "couple's oil massage!" Maybe Jun-kun and I should do something like that sometime ♪
[Is it any surprise that, given the chance to talk, he'd start chatting about something that's only semi-related?]
[ Already knowing Hiyori loves him just as much, he doesn't need to hear it said back. Yet he yearns to express his own ardent love, to have Hiyori hear just how passionately and intensely he feels. Each time they're together like this, how intimate they are leaves him in a haze, his mind fully consumed by desire. Although being consumed by love can be overwhelming, it compels Jun to care for Hiyori in a uniquely devoted way. Despite Hiyori's annoying habits—talking excessively, being overly loud, and displaying fussy, needy behaviour—Jun loves him, anyway.
As his breathing slows and his chest rises and falls, with Hiyori's bare legs wrapped around him, the reality of their intimacy becomes palpable. Despite his already coated fingers and the first tentative presses against Hiyori, Jun's blush deepens with the gentle caresses and soft sounds.
He's not trying to tease, only to ensure he's doing things right. After all, he's uncertain whether Hiyori has experienced this before or done it to himself, so he looks expectant, seeking some feedback. Wanting Hiyori to feel good is his goal, and wanting to learn how to do this comes alongside it, while also wanting to be considerate and careful in a sensitive area. ]
A massage...? Ohii-san, I dunno—
[ Is it meant to feel like a massage? Gathering his response, Jun figures he must be doing something right. After all, he has been massaging a little down there. While the feedback may not be helpful, it is helpful to know that he is not causing any discomfort.
He keeps his finger in the same spot, gently feeling around to help Hiyori get more accustomed to his touch. His fingers remain calloused, but he's been using moisturiser more recently, so they're softer than usual. Living with Hiyori has its perks! Jun's getting more used to using proper skincare products again, rather than whatever random items found in his bathroom.
Despite the nerves he felt moments ago, he's growing accustomed to feeling around down there, just as he did the very first time they touched one another. Perhaps Hiyori yapping on about massages and wanting them to get some kind of oil massage helps; usually, he'd find Hiyori's incessant talking annoying. At the moment, it's calming his nerves and reassuring Jun he can handle this. ]
[ And while Hiyori continues rambling on about visiting the couple's massage parlour, Jun slides in his finger, immediately sensing a soothing warmth while half-wiggling around inside. Though only partially inserted, Jun gently probes around, stretching his finger as if exploring and preparing for what's to come. ]
Ohii-san... how're you still yapping on 'bout a massage?
[ He's not irked, but almost knuckle deep inside; how can Hiyori concentrate like this? Barely able to think clearly, let alone entertain the prospect of a couple's massage. Though he'd be more than willing to indulge Hiyori's wishes for one!
With his free hand, Jun leans forward and gently pushes Hiyori's bangs aside to make room for the seashell hair ornament. He briefly considers removing the ornament to prevent any potential damage but ultimately decides to leave it as is. In the end, he remembers Hiyori as the mermaid, captivating through his siren song, and Jun as the simple sailor, making the ornament a perfect fit.
As Jun stretches his finger inside, he curls it upward, feeling the warmth enveloping him. The smooth, slick coating lets his fingers glide in almost effortlessly, surrounding himself with Hiyori's tightness. Jun pauses, considering whether to insert more. Deciding to take it slow, he waits a moment, savouring the tightness as his eyes turn molten with lust. ]
We... we can do it, yeah~? We'll do the damned oil massage whenever ya want.
[ So much for trying to stay cool, calm and collected. His voice hits a high octave, sending shivers down his spine. Hiyori feels far too good as he wiggles the finger around, given they've done little else. ]
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[Maybe he should have done it to himself. He'd been planning to at some point. This is uncharted territory for him too, but part of him feels like it's his job to guide Jun-kun through this world, just as he guided him through dance and singing lessons. He's the older one, after all. He wants to be seen as a reliable cool senpai, and he wants to sweep Jun off his feet! Not literally, of course (that's Jun-kun's job), but figuratively. He wants to see Jun overwhelmed and awestruck, sort of like he was when Hiyori went down on him that one time, and to that end, he'd wanted to be prepared.
Still. It might just be a good thing that he never got around to it. If he had, the sensation of Jun sinking a finger into him probably wouldn't be quite so breathtaking, so sensuous. He gasps, mostly from surprise; after all the massaging around down there, it feels sudden. So distracting that he forgets to respond to Jun's jab about his yapping. But apart from "sudden" and "distracting," how else does it feel?
Strange. Though not in a bad way. It doesn't hurt or feel uncomfortable; he's tight inside, but his body doesn't resist. There's also a sense of relief. He was craving something there and now he has it, has part of Jun inside him.
Excitement and heat flare up as soon as he has that thought. As soon as he thinks it—thinks That's Jun-kun inside me—a strong, throbbing ache occurs throughout his body. His cock pulses, flushed red against his skin. And he's throbbing on the inside, too, squeezing around Jun's finger. It's almost overwhelming, how responsive his body is.
He exhales shakily, chest rising and falling. His grip tightens in the sheets when Jun curls his finger. That felt different, didn't it? Like it was edging close to something good.]
... great! I can't wait.
[His voice sounds even breathier now. It also sounds distracted. He's no longer thinking about the couple's oil massage as he focuses his eyes on Jun's face, a shiver traveling through him when he sees the look there: that undeniable desire aimed squarely at him. Just him, no one else. Jun looks hungry, and Hiyori knows exactly what he's hungry for.
A sly smile, and he brings his legs in tighter around Jun's waist, dropping his voice down low as he teases:]
[ Struggling to see Hiyori as the "reliable cool senpai" - most of the time, the senpai dynamic just didn't fit. In fact, Jun couldn't even remember the last time he had thought of Hiyori in that way. And right now, it hardly mattered; what mattered was how they both felt about each other, even if it was as clear as day.
Being with Ohii-san always felt like the first time, overwhelming Jun with desire and a deep, all-encompassing love. He wants nothing more than to shower Hiyori in the love and affection he deserved. Jun was still learning that part, but he was trying harder than ever before for the person who had taught him about the world and how to love.
Having Hiyori’s body react in a way that sent heat rushing to Jun's cheeks. The tightness squeezing his finger has him wanting more, and Jun's breathing grows more hot and ragged, as if he was having trouble catching his breath. Maybe the element of surprise had helped Jun become more aware of just how much Hiyori wanted him.
All he wants to do is continue exploring, attuning to every sound Hiyori makes, every tug of the sheets seared into his mind. Should he curl his finger again? The sheets were pulling tighter, so he decides to try it once more. The overwhelming feeling remains, the tight squeeze around his finger, and the way Hiyori reacts causes him to look back with a hunger in his eyes. ]
Ohii-san, does it… feel good? ‘Cause you feel good ‘round my finger.
[ He doesn’t need to ask, the reactions are enough for Jun to go by. But it’s the way Hiyori sounds; as if he’s distracted and breathier, and he’s quit yapping on about the couple’s oil massage—as if his breath has been stolen away.
Isn’t this what Jun wanted? To touch Hiyori wherever he pleases, and without judgment, or any doubt clouding his mind? What else does he want? It seems Hiyori knows before his body has caught up.
His gaze fixes on Hiyori, not wanting to leave for a second. The sly smile, how Hiyori draws in his legs tighter— Jun can’t help the throb of desire coursing in his stomach, nor the sudden throb of his cock pressing against bare skin. ]
Ye-ah, and what’s that~? Part of me thinks I dunno what I want.
[ He can clearly hear the tease behind the words, but right now he can’t find it in himself to care. Jun has Hiyori right where he wants him, so he’ll go along with it. ]
[He's cool, and he's a senpai, therefore he's a cool senpai! Obviously!
Though the "cool" part might be debatable.
Especially right now. He's trying to keep the upper hand, trying to tease Jun and stroke his desires further. But he's rapidly losing his cool as Jun continues to explore, crooking a finger inside him and stroking, looking at him with heat in his eyes and asking him if he feels good, all gentle and attentive and eager to please. When that finger curls, it brushes a sensitive area, and he sucks in a breath, eyes fluttering. It's not an intense, immediate pleasure, but it's something. Isn't it? All he knows is he wants to feel more of it.
And, eventually, even more than "more."]
Maybe! ♪
[He singsongs back, but it sounds high and flustered. There's more heat on his cheeks now, and the feeling of Jun's length pressing against him makes his own cock throb. His hips squirm a little, pushing Jun's finger into him, hands holding onto the sheets tight. But he still finds it in himself to tease.]
Jun-kun's thinking it'll feel good when I'm squeezing another part... right? When he's got something else in me... ♪
[(This would probably be more effective dirty talk if he could actually say the word "dick.")]
[ Press X to doubt! Hiyori can be the cool senpai in his mind.
Or just the cool part!
Perhaps it’s a good thing one of them is trying to keep “cool.” It’s safe to say Hiyori is stroking each of his desires and then some. Again, it’s helping Jun alienate the fear of not doing a good job. Seeing Hiyori, hearing his reactions and the way his body clenches around his own finger, wants him to continue curling, exploring and finding Ohii-san’s sweet spot.
Still, he’s never done anything close to this before. Not even on himself! Should he add a second finger? Push the current one in even further? It’s safe to say Jun is still getting a feel for it. What he does like is how Hiyori squeezes around his finger, and how needy he feels squirming against Jun. ]
Mhm, just maybe~?
[ He teases, sounding low and breathy. Loving it when Hiyori gets all so cute and flustered. The squirm of his hips cause Jun’s finger to slide in deeper, forcing him to suck down a breath. He knows it feels good, firstly feeling around Ohii-san and how he’s allowed it. And secondly, how can he talk so “dirty” with Jun’s finger inside?
With his gaze turning dark, the finger continues to explore, finding Hiyori’s walls from this new position. While it may not be effective dirty talk, it has the desired effect on Jun. His gaze turns darker with desire, length continuing to throb against Hiyori. ]
That’s…
[ Something Jun has been thinking about.
He’s secretly wondered what it might feel like, especially now after experiencing the way Hiyori and his body reacts. What might it feel like? Just as good as his finger, wouldn’t it? Or perhaps even better. The finger curls up a touch harsher, the desire clouding his thoughts. ]
… you’re just putting those thoughts into my head! What I think… I think it’d feel really good. Ohii-san’s cute and tight, so I’d wanna feel him squeezing all ‘round me. And I’d get to feel him squeezing me tight ♪
[ He throbs again, another curl of his finger while his chest flutters with excitement. Jun has no idea where Hiyori has got that from, though, it’s not off the mark.
… not far from where his desires were at. ]
Ohii-san wants it that badly, hmm~?
[ With a smile playing on his lips, he teases with little restraint. His finger continues to roam, eagerly exploring every inch of Ohii-san’s body. ]
[Jun sinks deeper, curls inside him, rubs right over where it feels good, and Hiyori lets out a noise that's somewhere between a whine and a moan. His fingers flex in the sheets, teeth sunken into his lower lip. It's good. It's different from being touched on the outside, but good. A different sort of pleasure, more indirect, but still stimulating, stroking the heat inside him higher and higher.
It helps that he has plenty of other stimulation, both visual and mental. Everything eggs him on and stirs him up more: Jun's teasing smile and teasing words, his dark-eyed gaze, the little stutter of breath when Hiyori succeeds in flustering him about what he wants.
No. About what they both want.
Jun goes with it, rubbing him insistently, confirming everything Hiyori assumed and then doubling down. He calls him cute and tight and Hiyori's cock twitches, another rush of heat coloring his cheeks. It reminds him of during the Springtime game, how Jun had called him "squishy and cute" while pinching his thigh, and something about it really excites him, that combination of the "cute" compliment and the lewd talk about his body. The truth is, he wants that: wants to seduce Jun with his looks and his charm and his body, wants Jun to capitulate to fantasies of having him in his arms, in bed like this, pliant underneath him. He wants Jun to desire him so much that he's a slave to those urges, wants to feed those desires until Jun can't take it anymore and takes him.
That's what he imagines, for a brief moment, even as he's barely adjusted to that finger: Jun, overwhelmed with want, grabbing him by the hips or by the waist and sinking into him. The look on Jun's face when he does it, when he experiences a pleasure unlike anything he's felt. Jun is right about him.]
Only as... ah...
[Jun hits that good spot again and he moans, for real this time, his eyes going unfocused.]
O-Only as much as Jun-kun does.
[Which means he does want it want badly. After all, Jun clearly does. He hugs his legs around Jun's waist, hanging onto the sheets, managing to tease some more even as Jun's actions threaten to unravel him.]
Once I have all of Jun-kun, I'll hug and squeeze him tight ♪
[ Revealing the way Hiyori sounds, he lets out a breathy laugh, all filled with desire. With each movement, Hiyori feels deliciously tight around his probing finger, sending his brain haywire. Each shallow exhale tingles against Jun's skin, a delicate contrast to the warm, tight embrace as he continues exploring. Having the squeeze of Hiyori's thighs guided his finger in with ease, despite his initial hesitation before plunging deeper.
He can't shake the overwhelming sensation that his finger is inside Hiyori, that he's touching his partner in a way he never has before. Almost struggling to keep it together, he can't help but continue his playful touch and playful words, which inadvertently help Jun maintain composure. It's obvious in the way he stutters Hiyori has succeeded in flustering him, as the rubbing inside becomes more earnest and almost desperate. It hardly helps that Hiyori keeps talking, and Jun has half a mind to take what they both want. It's the same thought he had when they first touched one another; he wants Hiyori for his own selfish reasons: "It's what you want, isn't it?" The voice said the same thing back then as it does now.
Despite the temptation, he resists the urge to give in to his fantasies, determined to keep a level head. It feels all too real to have Hiyori beneath him, all needy and ready to give in to him. His eyes drift half-shut as he watches Hiyori's features contort with pleasure when Jun hits that sensitive spot. Hasn't he already become a slave to those urges? Better yet, a slave to Hiyori, as he's been seduced, taken in, and left wanting more. Having those fantasies, Jun's cock twitches and presses upward as he subtly rolls his hips in rhythm with the finger's movements.
Gaze fixed intently on Hiyori, his mouth half-open as he bites down, shivers sending down his spine hearing the beautiful, breathy moan. The one that forces Jun to curl his finger harshly, wanting to feel every inch, crevasse, and point of where his finger can reach. ]
Q..quit it, Ohii-san. You're making me want you even more.
[ His tone is a little stern, only because he's meant to be the responsible one. He wasn't meant to give in to those urges, not like this. A breathy moan spills past his lips, having Hiyori hug tight again, the heat leads straight to his cock.
His breathing becomes short as he manages to press a soft kiss on Hiyori's temple, overcome with a desire he can't quite quench. His thumb outlines the rim of Hiyori's hole, tempting him to slide another finger inside to quench the desire to slide something else inside. ]
Goddamn... Fuck...
[ Even though Hiyori has admitted to wanting this just as badly, he can't bring himself to act on it. Jun's finger twitches with the urge to grab him, still fighting the impulse, trying to suppress the overwhelming want Ohii-san's stirring within him. Better yet, he needs to find a way to rid himself of this sense that Hiyori is pushing him dangerously close to losing control. ]
You're so goddamn insufferable, you know that? I want it so goddamn badly, Ohii-san, and I'm boutta lose control.
[ Evidently, his favourite word continues to slip past his lips. ]
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[He steps into the elevator alongside Jun and presses the button. At the same time, Jun strokes his hand with his thumb, replying to his banter with sweet words that make his heart squeeze. But he refuses to swoon or do anything embarrassing, no matter how surprisingly smooth Jun is these days. He just smiles and teases back!]
Fill it with even more thoughts, of course! ♪ If you're head's already full, we'll just have to make some more room in there!
[An answer befitting of the spoiled, selfish side he shows when he's with Jun. Though, in all honesty...
His own head is pretty full at the moment. Full of thoughts of Jun, that is.
The feeling of that thumb stroking his hand sends sparks of electricity shooting up his wrist. As the doors shut behind them, the atmosphere seems to shift: the air turned thin and shivery, goosebumps prickling all along his bare arms. Unlike at the beach, he feels underdressed now. Or maybe he's overdressed? He glances at Jun, sees that strong chest and muscular arms in his periphery, and something sinks in his stomach like a hot stone.
He remembers their kiss at the beach, the way Jun gradually drew him into his arms until they were finally pressed chest-to-chest, and he suddenly wants nothing more than to be that close again.
It feels like a hardship to even have to wait. And unfortunately, they have two elevator rides ahead of them, if the elevator that goes to Nami's suite can only be taken to and from a "special location." But they get where they need to go, thankfully without being interrupted by any talking portraits or deliberate "malfunctions." Soon they're standing in front of the door to his suite without having committed any public indecency. What excellent self-restraint they have!
But not for much longer. His impatience shows in how aggressively he opens the door, in how quick his footsteps are in his sandals against the floor. And as soon as they get inside the room, Hiyori more or less flings himself at Jun, throwing his arms around Jun's neck and connecting their lips in a kiss.]
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[ Honestly, It's best if he avoids answering, as they're already in the elevator, plus he was out to tease. Besides it seemed unfitting for a beach, having his shirt still on and thought nothing else regarding the request. And especially since Hiyori can take it off whenever he likes, he shrugs that off.
But it might be easier to focus if Hiyori wasn't constantly on his mind, making it hard to function normally. After their kiss on the beach, the warmth of Hiyori's body against his has left him struggling to think clearly.
It's a struggle to maintain self-control when they're alone, but they both seem to understand the need for restraint. At the end of the day, they are idols, despite the half-public kiss at Weiss' party. Both elevator rides feel endless, though he wouldn't dare complain out loud. Wanting to avoid seeming desperate, and needy while also wanting Hiyori alone is the key. But there's an itch, a need only Hiyori can satisfy.
Besides, it seems they are on the same page, he notices how aggressively Hiyori opens the door and he grins. As they've barely made their way inside, kicking the door shut, his arms move instinctively to Hiyori's waist, pulling him closer. He nibbles playfully across Hiyori's lips, hoping to convey his desire and hunger through the kiss, just as he had done on the beach. Already swiping his tongue across Hiyori's lower lip, wanting to mirror the same sensual gestures from earlier. ]
Mmm.
[ The only words worth mustering as the rest will come in a moment. ]
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But, you know. Loving Jun-kun can coincide with their idol work. It hasn't dulled his love for their fans, and he's pretty sure the change in their relationship has boosted their stage chemistry, if anything. He just needs to remember when to conceal and when to let that love shine through like the ultimate weapon.
Right now while they're in private, there's no need to hold anything back, though. Not his love and not his desire, stirring hot inside him. Not how much he loves kissing his partner, parting his lips for Jun right away and making soft noises into his mouth, and not how much he loves feeling those strong hands grip his waist, that firm chest press up against him. It's not that he loves muscles! It's just, well... he loves Jun-kun.
And maybe he loves Jun's muscles when they're being used in service of him.
He pushes his tongue into Jun's mouth like he did at the beach. The heat from before is easily rekindled, the thrill of being out in public replaced by the thrill of being somewhere private enough to follow through afterwards. It's a fair trade. There's absolutely no need to stop this time; he's not letting Jun leave until he's satisfied!
Which means he's not letting Jun leave ever.
His breath comes heavy when the kiss breaks. Nudging their jaws together, he murmurs hot against Jun's ear.]
Jun-kun won't make me walk all the way to bed, will he? This one's the greatest challenge yet, but I'm sure you can do it ♪
[Carrying him from the door to the bed would beat any previous records. It's a greater distance than carrying him from the desk, or even from the couch! But Hiyori has absolute faith in him :)]
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He brushes his tongue against Hiyori’s, granting him access the same as he did on the beach. It takes a matter of seconds for the passion to be rekindled, not as though it takes much for Jun. Honestly, Hiyori does have some sort of special ability to make Jun fall absolutely, head over heels, melting straight into him.
The thrill of being in private does add some heated thrill, knowing no one else can interrupt or watch on with ogling, judgemental gazes. Hoping the same might happen for them, or thinking they may be allowed to join in. Well, Jun’s allowed to be selfish, wanting Hiyori to himself and showing his partner how much he loves him. He’s allowed to let the love shine through, only for Hiyori’s eyes only, compared to the numerous others circling around them earlier. Now the love can be felt, focused on the person who has his entire heart.
His breathing is slow, heated as the kiss breaks. Running hands up and down Hiyori’s sides, his lips curves into a smirk, feeling the hot breath against his ear. ]
‘Course I don’t plan on you walking. That’d be bad manners, ‘cause I plan on doing what I was thinking ‘bout back on the beach. So I’ll be carrying you easy from here to our bed ♪
And just let me take care of the rest and remember to hold on real tight ♪
[ It’s rather important Hiyori has utter faith in him. Jun knows he can, also having faith in himself. And the enjoyment from carrying your partner to bed has a thrilling feeling of being utterly besotted with them. Which, quite frankly, is the perfect word for how Jun feels.
He leans down, only enough where lifting Hiyori becomes the only position he’s focused on. Making absolutely sure Hiyori’s arms are still around his neck, Jun pulls him up against his warm, strong chest, wrapping those strong arms around his waist. Beginning to walk forward, with one goal in mind, the need outweighs all else.
It’s true, Jun hasn’t carried him this far before. But there is a first time for everything, and he’s confident he’ll make it work. And what better use than carrying Ohii-san off to bed? It’s a workout and serotonin boost all in one.
Planting soft kisses across his forehead, Jun fully lifts him up, cradling him bridal style and firmly against his warm chest. It’s an embrace befitting of them, the one he’s held Hiyori in countless times since the first. Feeling almost close to a lifetime, their bedroom comes into view, with Jun pushing open the door slightly ajar, he kicks it shut once they’ve headed through. Placing Hiyori straight on the bed, he hovers over him, not wanting to let go. ]
You’re so beautiful, Ohii-san.
[ He murmurs, closing the gap between with a kiss. Slow but steady, nothing but passion being poured into the kiss and straight into the one he loves most. ]
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His stomach drops when Jun says that thing about "doing what he was thinking about." What might that be, Hiyori wonders? But he'll find out soon enough. Jun leans down, strong hands gripping his waist, and he hums cheerfully as Jun starts pulling him into his arms. Then he teases,]
Jun-kun already has a plan, hmm? ♪ I can't wait to see what he's been thinking of. Other than just "me," of course.
[He holds on tight as instructed, swinging his legs to make things easier. Jun's lips brush his forehead once he's fully swept off his feet, and he smiles, all too happy to be princess-carried.
Opening a closed door while carrying someone in your arms isn't the easiest thing, especially when that "someone" is actually a bit bigger than you, but Jun-kun manages admirably. He lays him out on the bed gently, a smooth transition for which Hiyori can't help but praise him.]
Good job. I award full points!
[He unwinds his arms but keeps one raised, his hand cupping Jun's cheek. His other arm and his legs fall down on the bed, lying underneath while Jun moves to straddle him. His heart quickens, a warm, excited thrum. Laid out on the bed like this, being looked at like that and called beautiful, Hiyori feels like some priceless treasure. Perhaps he really is a mermaid for the night, one Jun met at sea. Although they belonged to two different worlds (and really, Hiyori Tomoe and Jun Sazanami could be said to have come from two different worlds, too), they fell in love!
Though, he'll reject the part from the D*sney tale where he gave up his voice in order to gain legs. That's something Hiyori Tomoe would never do. He has his voice, and he intends to make good use of it! He'll swing as sweetly as Jun wants.
If Jun earns it, of course. But he will. He always does. And that's why Hiyori has absolute faith.]
~♪
[He kisses back happily, nudging their noses together and humming into it, both arms re-winding around Jun's neck again.]
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He gives nothing away, only the soft kisses against Hiyori’s forehead, smiling alongside the praise. Not yet turning down the bed, that can be done in a matter of seconds, as can fixing the curtain surrounding them.
Currently, Jun remains far too focused on giving his partner the attention he deserves, absentmindedly stroking fingers up and down that soft, comforting waist. With his other hand, he makes quick work of unzipping the vest, pressing their bodies together until the warmth of bare chests ignites a pleasant feeling pooling within the depth of Jun’s stomach.
Shifting his body weight, straddling Hiyori in a more comfortable position, he nibbles at his partner’s top lip, slightly sliding his tongue against the warmth of his mouth. One hand moves into the zipped-down shirt, travelling up the soft skin, stopping abruptly above Hiyori’s nipple. Taking his thumb and forefinger, he rubs against the nub, wanting to feel the hardening bud between fingers.
With Jun’s other hand, he keeps a strong, but gentle grip against the skin of Hiyori’s waist. If anyone were to take witness, perhaps they would seem right out of a D*sney tale. With Hiyori being a beautiful mermaid, Jun his human lover… Hoping no one might take away his voice, Jun wants nothing more to hear those sweet sounds which are music to his ears. (And besides, Hiyori remains a priceless treasure, one he’ll always treasure and lavish with attention.)
And being in love only amplifies the heated passion, knowing how intimate and loving Eve remain even within the throngs of passionate love-making. No one can take away their love, and it’s something Jun’s willing to fight for until the end.
He parts his lips, moving from nibbling, to gently sucking on Hiyori’s lips instead. ]
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Jun's wearing less clothing, so there's nothing for Hiyori to take off just yet. He's still not sure what to make of Weiss asking Jun to take his shirt off. But no matter how many people saw him without a shirt at the beach (or the gym or wherever else), Hiyori's the only one who gets to touch! And right now he'll exercise that privilege by clinging onto Jun's shoulders, fingertips pressing into Jun's skin. No clawing or digging in with his nails (yet). He's not a wolf, he's a human being! Unless we're still going with the mermaid metaphor. Then he's a mermaid. And now that he's experienced the warm sunlight on land, it's unclear if he'll ever be able to go back to living under the sea full-time. He needs sunlight! He needs love!
He needs Jun to touch him more. Which Jun does, earning a soft noise of approval, muffled by their kiss.]
Nn...
[He arches his chest into Jun's hand, his nipple hardening quickly beneath Jun's teasing fingers. That and the hand petting his waist feel almost embarrassingly exciting. He likes being spoiled like this, likes Jun taking charge, putting his hands on him in ways he never would've dared back when Eve first formed and he shrunk away from every touch. Jun had no experience before coming here. But in almost no time at all, he's become a passionate sort of lover who can sweep Hiyori off his feet. What might have caused that transformation?
That's simple. It's love! Love, and Hiyori's teachings.
He really is eager to know what Jun has planned. Maybe a bit too eager. Unable to keep still, he lifts his hips to try to meet Jun, picking up his knees and bracketing Jun's waist. His head goes all hot as Jun sucks at his lips, and his hands move further down Jun's back, the dangly metal bracelets still on his arm pressing into Jun's skin.]
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He'll accept any mark Hiyori leaves on his skin, even if it's not from his nails. Any bitemarks, bruises and what have you, he'll be glad to have maim him. It helps him remember they're lovers, and the times when they've been intimate are real.
The soft noise of approval causes him to grin. He brushes his tongue against Hiyori's, continuing to tease his nipple. His hand further snakes down Hiyori's waist, lavishing him as best he can. He loves spoiling Hiyori, wanting to take charge to show his deep love and care, and further wanting to hear his reactions. This is a far cry from his early days in their partnership, when he would never have touched without permission, nor been so open.
And it's true! Love and Hiyori's teachings have transformed him into a passionate, caring lover who constantly showers his partner with affection.
He pulls his body close, their hips almost meeting in a desperate embrace. Pulling away briefly, Jun opens his eyes to take in the sight - Hiyori's wavy hair splayed across the bed, the glittering eyeshadow catching the low light. The metal bracelets pressed into his skin, overwhelmed by a swell of heat as he felt like the luckiest person in the world, like a sailor who'd made the perfect catch of a siren's song.
The idea still planted in his head, with what he wanted to do with Hiyori, his hand moves to curve across his clothed backside. ]
Keep your knees right there, 'cause I wanna feel you rubbing up against me.
[ He murmurs, then dives back in for another heated kiss. Wasting no time, he pinches and rubs the second nipple, determined to keep them both taut as his arousal presses against Hiyori. ]
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Anyway, he's patient. He likes Jun taking his time with him! But it's also clear how eager he is, given how he squirms beneath Jun's touch, making soft little sounds into Jun's mouth and wrapping his legs quickly around him. They're close as can be, but they can always be closer! That's his view, and he wants to feel as much of Jun against him as possible. Wants to keep kissing him forever, too.
Sadly the latter doesn't happen, but he's too caught up in Jun's eyes to protest when he breaks the kiss. That molten gold color spellbinds him, and his heart throbs at being looked at in such a way. Even without words, it's entirely clear what Jun's thinking: beautiful. Jun thinks he's beautiful. He can tell these things!
Though he'd never object to hearing it, either, of course.
Instead Jun says something else, but it's a little hard to focus as he feels that hand grasp his backside. That gets his heart beating even faster, as he wonders what Jun's "idea" might be. But it's not like that area's off-limits. So far he hasn't really found any boundaries, as far as doing this with Jun-kun is concerned. ... Unless "not on the beach at Weiss's party in front of everyone" counts. Apart from the crowd issue, that wouldn't have been as comfortable for his back! But, er, anyway, what was Jun saying...?
Ah, yes. That he wants to feel him.]
Mm, mm! ♪
[He hums back enthusiastically, keeping his knees there as promised. He kisses back enthusiastically too, though not before murmuring into it:]
"Desperately," right? ♪
[A reference to their first time together. Is Hiyori ever going to let Jun live down the words, "I wanna feel you so desperately"? Nope! Never forgetting those! But it's not like he can talk, when he's sliding one hand up the back of Jun's head and rocking his hips up against him while they kiss, moaning again softly as Jun toys with his chest some more. He can feel the outline of Jun's hardness against him and he likes it, likes rubbing himself there and feeling how much Jun desires him. Jun can have whatever he wants.]
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They are patient with one another, and their rewards come naturally in due time. For Jun, it's difficult to rush into things, which is why he savours the experience and takes his time. The way Hiyori reacts beneath him only makes him want to move faster, to lose that carefully maintained control, just as he felt the first time. But that will come with more experience!
The way Hiyori's legs wrap around him feels like bliss, as they always do, he wants to feel more and more. His mind clouded with desire, yearing to feel even more of Hiyori's touch. Though countless words came to mind, none could accurately describe Hiyori's beauty. but there are plenty of words that he could use to describe how beautiful his partner looks right this second. Words escape him, pressing his body closer, grinding against Hiyori's in a desperate need for deeper intimacy. ]
Always ♪
[ Murmuring into the passionate kiss, he manages a muffled word. Knowing there will never be a time when he doesn't desperately want to feel Hiyori's touch. It may have been the influence of his suit talking at the time, but his suit was right; spilling out the words he usually wouldn't say had brought him here. Still, his head is clouded with intense desire, and the sensation of Hiyori's hips rocking against his only fuels the heat building within. Suddenly, they seem far too overdressed for this.
With one hand teasing Hiyori's nipples, the other slid up the back of his pants, wanting to remove his underwear. Pulling the fabric down just enough, another moan presses into the kiss as Hiyori rubbing himself against his hardness sends shockwaves of pleasure right where it hurts. The feeling overwhelming him, fueling a desperate need, he urgently tugs Hiyori's pants down, just enough where he can move his hand inside and around the curve of his now semi-bare behind. ]
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Though his words are pretty honest, too, these days.
Desperately, Jun agrees with him. Desperately, he pitches his hips forward, makes urgent sounds into their kiss, tugs at Hiyori's clothes. Desperately, Hiyori kisses him back, tongue twining together with his partners, hips moving like he's onstage giving some fanservice. Desperately.
He does at least keep them off the bed so Jun can tug down his pants and underwear, all too eager to feel Jun's heat and be touched by him directly. Which he is, but not quite in the way that he expected, Jun's fingers brushing in between his cheeks.
He pulls back from the kiss a moment, his breath already coming ragged and his voice a little loopy.]
Jun-kun's... touching me everywhere today...
[Not that he's protesting. It does give him ideas, though. His fingers wander down Jun's spine, one hand sliding over the small of Jun's back and then grasping his butt, which he uses to pull Jun in closer. Now they're even!]
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As always, his kisses and movements are desperately needy, just as he agrees. Having Hiyori act as desperately, hips moving and meeting in a needy rhythm while more desperate, urgent sounds hum into their kiss.
Jun's touches remain desperate, as he hesitates, unsure if he should be touching that area or if Ohii-san would approve. Second guessing himself. Again his fingers brush the same spot, even more lightly the second time.
Heat rises in Jun's cheeks, hearing Hiyori's ragged, looping breaths. ]
Can... I? I'm... allowed, right? I wanna make Ohii-san feel good...
[ Ohii-san's words no longer sound like a protest, making it increasingly difficult for Jun to articulate his own. His raspy voice gives way to a loud, guttural moan. Realising he likes Hiyori touching him there, eliciting a response as he's drawn closer, knowing they could always be closer.
Couldn't they? ]
But looks like... Ohii-san's getting handsy, huh~?
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Jun's touch ghosts across the area again and he feels himself ache there. An unfamiliar feeling, though he might've felt something similar when he was sitting in Jun's lap before, feeling Jun's hardness underneath him. Is that an aching to be filled?
He just doesn't know, because he has no experience in that department. He hasn't even touched himself there, though he's thought about it. Perhaps he should have by now. He's had the thought before that he definitely should, before they do go "all the way." It'd be tragic if the mood was spoiled by him having an un-cute reaction to something going in there for the first time, like "ow!" or "that feels weird."
But, he still hasn't, so here they are. It looks like Jun might be the one to touch inside him first. If that's allowed. But at the moment, he sees no reason to forbid it: not when Jun is asking nicely, pledging that he wants to make him feel good. All with a cute blush on his cheeks.
He continues to smile. His nerves are calmed by how cute Jun is being, how easy it is to tease him with touches and with words.]
Well, Jun-kun belongs to me. Which means I'm allowed to touch him wherever I want, pretty much!
[He punctuates this outrageous claim by squeezing Jun's butt. Which is sort of hard and muscular compared to his butt. ... not that he goes around squeezing or looking at his own. But if Jun describes his stomach as "squishy," he'd probably describe that as squishy, too!
Despite official artwork making it look concave.]But I'm also Jun-kun's partner, so I guess that means he's allowed to touch me, too.
[He pauses, then. His eyes holding Jun's gaze and his chest rising up and down, his pants and underwear pushed halfway down his thighs. He's exposed, no doubt about it, and he'll be in a somewhat vulnerable role if he goes along with what Jun's suggesting. But it's not like he hasn't thought about it. Or like he doesn't want it. The roles aren't set in stone here; they don't have to do it this way. He has more experience being on the other side of things. But when he's with Jun, well... he likes to lie back and be spoiled.]
I'm sure he'll take good care of me.
[He adds, his cheeks lightly dusted pink. And then, even more casually:]
Plus, I really want to accept all of Jun-kun at some point, so this seems like good practice.
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But, he hasn’t ever done this before, either. Not even touching himself there, Jun just doesn’t know what he’s doing. Something he does know is this: he wants to touch Hiyori there, all over and wherever he can.
Before arriving here Jun hardly thought about sex in any given detail, aside from the songs and innuendos Eden, and Eve sang about. He wasn’t to know how much or how badly he’d want this. That being intimate with Hiyori would make him feel good and loved, just as it should. And that he can’t get enough of his beautiful, cute and loving partner.
For now, he’ll remain patient, pleased to have Hiyori brushing against his hips. Knowing that they want one another desperately, posing a question which has been on his mind all evening. Jun wants to go “all-the-way,” which means he has the right idea to practice for when they do. That and, the want to know what they want is real, and so close.
Which not a second later, Hiyori punctuates with words and a touchy grab of his butt. His eyes grow wide, unable to stop the roll of hips while the hand ghosting across Hiyori’s own butt, digs into the flesh. It is squishy and soft to touch, the same as he recalls. Jun’s own hard and muscular, like the rest of his body. But the part of Hiyori that makes him ache most are the “squishy” parts. His most favourite parts! ]
Ye…ah. Ohii-san can touch me wherever he wants. And I’ll accept him touching wherever his hands end up.
[ Sinking in Hiyori’s gaze, watching how easily and effortlessly he can hold Jun’s gaze. How easily Hiyori gives him one look, and he wants nothing more than to take care of Ohii-san. The roles can always be reversed, whenever they arise and feel like they should. But right now, Jun wants to spoil his partner with plenty of love and affection. ]
Ohii-san, I promise I’m gonna take good care of you.
[ One thumb lightly presses against the warmth of Hiyori’s cheeks, watching as the colour shifts, dusting the surface. Of course it’s cute, watching and enjoying Ohii-san’s cute reactions sets him off. His smile widening, the blush spreading over and down his neck.
How can something be said so casually and turn Jun’s head into mush? He struggles to breathe, chest feeling restrained by a sudden wave of pressure by a few words. He remembers then, Hiyori’s pants are still halfway down his ankles. Hungry gaze moving from his partner, down his half-clothed body until it lands on his clothes.
Tracing back up towards his gaze, keeping them locked together. ]
I really want you to accept all of me, too. And I wanna accept all of you, so I’m gonna try… But you’ll tell me if it feels really weird or hurts… or you want me to try something different. Right, Ohii-san?
[ His touch moves from the clench, ghosting across Hiyori’s cheeks. Jun is nervous, his voice as shaky as his hand. There is an intense amount of pressure, wanting to be a good lover while learning. And he’s afraid of hurting someone he loves. ]
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Then he says the thing about accepting Jun, and he watches Jun's blush deepen, spreading all the way down to his neck. That, too, is sweetly satisfying, as is the way Jun's gaze flickers down his body. It's something he's found that he likes: offering himself up like a present and watching Jun's eyes turn molten with lust.
But that's just how things have gone so far: him doing the offering, Jun doing the taking. The roles can always be reversed. If Jun wants them to be. That's another thing they hadn't discussed. And when you don't discuss things, you just start assuming stuff! And Jun, well... he's on the manlier side. The one who sweeps Hiyori off his feet, both literally and figuratively. The sailor to his mermaid! Plus, Jun's sort of innocent, and doesn't have experience, and probably only knows the basics about these things. So, there might have been a part of Hiyori that assumed Jun would shy away from the other role. Or that he's always pictured himself in the "giving" role.
Maybe this will teach him not to just assume things. Not only does Jun tell him he can touch wherever he wants (including his butt, apparently!), but he also says something else. "I wanna accept all of you." That causes Hiyori's eyes to flare just a tad. So, what, Jun does want to do it the other way? Or, er, he wants to do it both ways, rather?
There's no conflict, though. Just a moment's surprise, before his smile beams even brighter. He chirps back:]
Mm! If Jun-kun does something wrong, he'll hear it like usual! ♪
[A teasing response. If there's anything Hiyori can be counted on to do, then surely it's complaining when he wants to complain, right??]
It sounds like Jun-kun's up for just about anything, so we could always switch to something else.
[An acknowledgement of what Jun said about accepting him, too.]
But I'm not worried. Jun-kun will make me feel good, I'm sure. I have absolute faith in him~ ♪ Especially when it comes to this, since this is one of those things that just makes sense for us. "Becoming one," that is.
[Two souls, one body. That's the motto in Eve. And Hiyori's eager to make it literal one day. He spreads his legs wider underneath Jun, sliding one hand down to cup the back of Jun's neck, lifting his own head off the pillow to kiss him. Then he drops both hands down to the bed, fingers grasping at the sheets as he waits expectantly.]
There should be some of that stuff from the flower maze inside the bottom drawer over there. I wasn't sure where to put it, so I just chose there!
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But he is innocent, especially when it comes down to them being intimate. It’s something to unlearn, especially when Jun curiously wants to learn how to appease his partner. There is nothing to worry about when it comes to Hiyori, but part of him still worries about the possibility of not being an attentive lover. Again, it’s something to un-learn!
Well, uh, he doesn’t know which way to do it rather. Only how they have been thus far! Giving the permission to touch as Hiyori pleases seems right, and Jun has no intention of taking the words back. His eyes already filled with lust, he isn’t afraid of anything anymore.
Eyes snapping up from his body, he gulps down a small lump in his throat as the implications become more apparent and clear. Knowing Hiyori is teasing is one thing, he’ll figure this out so there will be no need for complaints.
He slowly nods to the second point, as his blush darkens down the base of his throat. ]
You can see through me, huh~? I am up for pretty much anything with you ♪
[ Which is why he feels ready to take the plunge and start with something new. He hasn’t done anything wrong yet, but the first time trying something new is the hardest part.
And there the words are again. Where Hiyori says one more, ”One of those things that just make sense for us.” His own eyes flare, the nerves of before slowly seep out. Or could it be the slow kiss, mixed with words which slowly alienate his worries? Either way, the kiss lingers on his lips, as do the last few words. ]
I love you.
[ He murmurs softly against Hiyori’s lips, before there is a chance to pull away.
Right! The stuff they found in the flower maze… Now he finds himself feeling a little silly about his attempts to shield Hiyori from the bottle. Never mind that now! He moves over a little to reach for the bottom drawer, hoping not to move Hiyori or his legs too much. Reaching in, his fingers feel around, first coming into contact with what he thinks is the box of condoms. Feeling around again, Jun comes into contact with the bottle. Fishing out what he was looking for, he moves it to his other hand. With his free one moving to pull at the curtains, wanting their own privacy to do as they please.
Next Jun glances down, taking in Hiyori and the way he’s already gripping the sheets. The way Hiyori’s hair fans out causes his chest to ache with fondness. But for the time being, his eyes tear away, back to the bottle and glossing across the instructions. Jun’s never held a bottle of lube in his life, well, aside from picking it up from the box. Wanting to do this right, he opens the lid, squeezing the lubricant out onto his fingers.
Attempting to get as close as possible, he leans forward as his eyes glance downward to see all of Hiyori. Another blush spreads to his cheeks, moving fingers to slowly experiment against the hole. Massaging the spot should do the trick, or rather, something Jun might think instead of being bad mannered and inserting fingers right away. He sucks down a breath, a forefinger moving to tease around the spot, hoping to coat the outside with as much lubricants as possible. Against the other side of his thigh, Jun moves to massage the muscles, hoping to relax them.
With a glance upward, Jun presses one finger against the hole. Wanting to wait for Hiyori’s expression as he teases around, continuing to massage the area with slow movements. Still noting how soft his skin feels, almost as if he were floating. ]
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Jun confirming he's up for anything makes him feel pleased. But it's that "I love you," murmured against his lips, that really sets Hiyori's nerves on fire, really steals his breath away. He's still not used to hearing it, and Jun said it so passionately, so sincerely, that it makes him want to melt; his own blush blooming brighter, the look in his eyes gone all soft. He doesn't say it back, but he's hopelessly in love, too. And what a wonderful feeling that is.
Jun leaves him momentarily to fumble around through the drawer, Hiyori's heart racing with every sound. He looks up at Jun, wavy hair spilling across the pillow (and still wearing the hair ornament), his throat tightening as Jun draws the canopy around them, blanketing them in that sunset orange color. Never mind the House or whoever. It's just them in their own little world. And he can't see or think or feel anything apart from Jun. His gaze is hot and full of desire as Jun coats his fingers, the ache inside him intensifying, and even though he's never had this done to him, his body seems to know what it wants.
Which is Jun-kun, of course.
He picks up his knees, bare legs spread on either side of Jun. Fingers gathered in the sheets, he lies back and waits.
The first press of something slick there makes his eyelids flutter. His breath catches in his throat. It's all anticipation, no pleasure yet. But as Jun starts to rub around the area with two fingers, getting it all wet, well... that starts to feel like something. It's unexpected, is what it is. His cheeks burn hot from the attention, but it's not just his cheeks. Heat pools low inside him too, his cock throbbing where it lies against his stomach. And something inside him throbs, too. It's that area, the one Jun's fingers keep skirting around. He's...
Really sensitive down there now. Which is odd and just a tad embarrassing.
But is it a bad thing? He meets Jun's eyes, a soft sound coming from his throat. Jun's got one finger positioned there, ready to sink into him, but he doesn't do it. He's teasing! But the look on Jun's face doesn't suggest he's teasing. So, instead he's... feeling around down there? Getting him used to his touch? Being extra considerate and careful? Right, that's probably what he's doing. Jun-kun's never done anything like this before! He's trying to be a good partner, just for him! And he's looking at him expectantly, like he might want feedback! So:]
Feels like getting a massage ♪
[He just says the first thing that comes to mind, his voice warm and breathy and high. This is... probably not helpful feedback, but at least he sounds like he's in a good mood!]
Kind of like an oil massage. I saw an ad for those at that salon—a "couple's oil massage!" Maybe Jun-kun and I should do something like that sometime ♪
[Is it any surprise that, given the chance to talk, he'd start chatting about something that's only semi-related?]
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As his breathing slows and his chest rises and falls, with Hiyori's bare legs wrapped around him, the reality of their intimacy becomes palpable. Despite his already coated fingers and the first tentative presses against Hiyori, Jun's blush deepens with the gentle caresses and soft sounds.
He's not trying to tease, only to ensure he's doing things right. After all, he's uncertain whether Hiyori has experienced this before or done it to himself, so he looks expectant, seeking some feedback. Wanting Hiyori to feel good is his goal, and wanting to learn how to do this comes alongside it, while also wanting to be considerate and careful in a sensitive area. ]
A massage...? Ohii-san, I dunno—
[ Is it meant to feel like a massage? Gathering his response, Jun figures he must be doing something right. After all, he has been massaging a little down there. While the feedback may not be helpful, it is helpful to know that he is not causing any discomfort.
He keeps his finger in the same spot, gently feeling around to help Hiyori get more accustomed to his touch. His fingers remain calloused, but he's been using moisturiser more recently, so they're softer than usual. Living with Hiyori has its perks! Jun's getting more used to using proper skincare products again, rather than whatever random items found in his bathroom.
Despite the nerves he felt moments ago, he's growing accustomed to feeling around down there, just as he did the very first time they touched one another. Perhaps Hiyori yapping on about massages and wanting them to get some kind of oil massage helps; usually, he'd find Hiyori's incessant talking annoying. At the moment, it's calming his nerves and reassuring Jun he can handle this. ]
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Ohii-san... how're you still yapping on 'bout a massage?
[ He's not irked, but almost knuckle deep inside; how can Hiyori concentrate like this? Barely able to think clearly, let alone entertain the prospect of a couple's massage. Though he'd be more than willing to indulge Hiyori's wishes for one!
With his free hand, Jun leans forward and gently pushes Hiyori's bangs aside to make room for the seashell hair ornament. He briefly considers removing the ornament to prevent any potential damage but ultimately decides to leave it as is. In the end, he remembers Hiyori as the mermaid, captivating through his siren song, and Jun as the simple sailor, making the ornament a perfect fit.
As Jun stretches his finger inside, he curls it upward, feeling the warmth enveloping him. The smooth, slick coating lets his fingers glide in almost effortlessly, surrounding himself with Hiyori's tightness. Jun pauses, considering whether to insert more. Deciding to take it slow, he waits a moment, savouring the tightness as his eyes turn molten with lust. ]
We... we can do it, yeah~? We'll do the damned oil massage whenever ya want.
[ So much for trying to stay cool, calm and collected. His voice hits a high octave, sending shivers down his spine. Hiyori feels far too good as he wiggles the finger around, given they've done little else. ]
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Still. It might just be a good thing that he never got around to it. If he had, the sensation of Jun sinking a finger into him probably wouldn't be quite so breathtaking, so sensuous. He gasps, mostly from surprise; after all the massaging around down there, it feels sudden. So distracting that he forgets to respond to Jun's jab about his yapping. But apart from "sudden" and "distracting," how else does it feel?
Strange. Though not in a bad way. It doesn't hurt or feel uncomfortable; he's tight inside, but his body doesn't resist. There's also a sense of relief. He was craving something there and now he has it, has part of Jun inside him.
Excitement and heat flare up as soon as he has that thought. As soon as he thinks it—thinks That's Jun-kun inside me—a strong, throbbing ache occurs throughout his body. His cock pulses, flushed red against his skin. And he's throbbing on the inside, too, squeezing around Jun's finger. It's almost overwhelming, how responsive his body is.
He exhales shakily, chest rising and falling. His grip tightens in the sheets when Jun curls his finger. That felt different, didn't it? Like it was edging close to something good.]
... great! I can't wait.
[His voice sounds even breathier now. It also sounds distracted. He's no longer thinking about the couple's oil massage as he focuses his eyes on Jun's face, a shiver traveling through him when he sees the look there: that undeniable desire aimed squarely at him. Just him, no one else. Jun looks hungry, and Hiyori knows exactly what he's hungry for.
A sly smile, and he brings his legs in tighter around Jun's waist, dropping his voice down low as he teases:]
I bet I know what Jun-kun wants.
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Being with Ohii-san always felt like the first time, overwhelming Jun with desire and a deep, all-encompassing love. He wants nothing more than to shower Hiyori in the love and affection he deserved. Jun was still learning that part, but he was trying harder than ever before for the person who had taught him about the world and how to love.
Having Hiyori’s body react in a way that sent heat rushing to Jun's cheeks. The tightness squeezing his finger has him wanting more, and Jun's breathing grows more hot and ragged, as if he was having trouble catching his breath. Maybe the element of surprise had helped Jun become more aware of just how much Hiyori wanted him.
All he wants to do is continue exploring, attuning to every sound Hiyori makes, every tug of the sheets seared into his mind. Should he curl his finger again? The sheets were pulling tighter, so he decides to try it once more. The overwhelming feeling remains, the tight squeeze around his finger, and the way Hiyori reacts causes him to look back with a hunger in his eyes. ]
Ohii-san, does it… feel good? ‘Cause you feel good ‘round my finger.
[ He doesn’t need to ask, the reactions are enough for Jun to go by. But it’s the way Hiyori sounds; as if he’s distracted and breathier, and he’s quit yapping on about the couple’s oil massage—as if his breath has been stolen away.
Isn’t this what Jun wanted? To touch Hiyori wherever he pleases, and without judgment, or any doubt clouding his mind? What else does he want? It seems Hiyori knows before his body has caught up.
His gaze fixes on Hiyori, not wanting to leave for a second. The sly smile, how Hiyori draws in his legs tighter— Jun can’t help the throb of desire coursing in his stomach, nor the sudden throb of his cock pressing against bare skin. ]
Ye-ah, and what’s that~? Part of me thinks I dunno what I want.
[ He can clearly hear the tease behind the words, but right now he can’t find it in himself to care. Jun has Hiyori right where he wants him, so he’ll go along with it. ]
… can ya read my mind now, Ohii-san?
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Though the "cool" part might be debatable.
Especially right now. He's trying to keep the upper hand, trying to tease Jun and stroke his desires further. But he's rapidly losing his cool as Jun continues to explore, crooking a finger inside him and stroking, looking at him with heat in his eyes and asking him if he feels good, all gentle and attentive and eager to please. When that finger curls, it brushes a sensitive area, and he sucks in a breath, eyes fluttering. It's not an intense, immediate pleasure, but it's something. Isn't it? All he knows is he wants to feel more of it.
And, eventually, even more than "more."]
Maybe! ♪
[He singsongs back, but it sounds high and flustered. There's more heat on his cheeks now, and the feeling of Jun's length pressing against him makes his own cock throb. His hips squirm a little, pushing Jun's finger into him, hands holding onto the sheets tight. But he still finds it in himself to tease.]
Jun-kun's thinking it'll feel good when I'm squeezing another part... right? When he's got something else in me... ♪
[(This would probably be more effective dirty talk if he could actually say the word "dick.")]
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in his mind.Or just the cool part!
Perhaps it’s a good thing one of them is trying to keep “cool.” It’s safe to say Hiyori is stroking each of his desires and then some. Again, it’s helping Jun alienate the fear of not doing a good job. Seeing Hiyori, hearing his reactions and the way his body clenches around his own finger, wants him to continue curling, exploring and finding Ohii-san’s sweet spot.
Still, he’s never done anything close to this before. Not even on himself! Should he add a second finger? Push the current one in even further? It’s safe to say Jun is still getting a feel for it. What he does like is how Hiyori squeezes around his finger, and how needy he feels squirming against Jun. ]
Mhm, just maybe~?
[ He teases, sounding low and breathy. Loving it when Hiyori gets all so cute and flustered. The squirm of his hips cause Jun’s finger to slide in deeper, forcing him to suck down a breath. He knows it feels good, firstly feeling around Ohii-san and how he’s allowed it. And secondly, how can he talk so “dirty” with Jun’s finger inside?
With his gaze turning dark, the finger continues to explore, finding Hiyori’s walls from this new position. While it may not be effective dirty talk, it has the desired effect on Jun. His gaze turns darker with desire, length continuing to throb against Hiyori. ]
That’s…
[ Something Jun has been thinking about.
He’s secretly wondered what it might feel like, especially now after experiencing the way Hiyori and his body reacts. What might it feel like? Just as good as his finger, wouldn’t it? Or perhaps even better. The finger curls up a touch harsher, the desire clouding his thoughts. ]
… you’re just putting those thoughts into my head! What I think… I think it’d feel really good. Ohii-san’s cute and tight, so I’d wanna feel him squeezing all ‘round me. And I’d get to feel him squeezing me tight ♪
[ He throbs again, another curl of his finger while his chest flutters with excitement. Jun has no idea where Hiyori has got that from, though, it’s not off the mark.
… not far from where his desires were at. ]
Ohii-san wants it that badly, hmm~?
[ With a smile playing on his lips, he teases with little restraint. His finger continues to roam, eagerly exploring every inch of Ohii-san’s body. ]
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[Jun sinks deeper, curls inside him, rubs right over where it feels good, and Hiyori lets out a noise that's somewhere between a whine and a moan. His fingers flex in the sheets, teeth sunken into his lower lip. It's good. It's different from being touched on the outside, but good. A different sort of pleasure, more indirect, but still stimulating, stroking the heat inside him higher and higher.
It helps that he has plenty of other stimulation, both visual and mental. Everything eggs him on and stirs him up more: Jun's teasing smile and teasing words, his dark-eyed gaze, the little stutter of breath when Hiyori succeeds in flustering him about what he wants.
No. About what they both want.
Jun goes with it, rubbing him insistently, confirming everything Hiyori assumed and then doubling down. He calls him cute and tight and Hiyori's cock twitches, another rush of heat coloring his cheeks. It reminds him of during the Springtime game, how Jun had called him "squishy and cute" while pinching his thigh, and something about it really excites him, that combination of the "cute" compliment and the lewd talk about his body. The truth is, he wants that: wants to seduce Jun with his looks and his charm and his body, wants Jun to capitulate to fantasies of having him in his arms, in bed like this, pliant underneath him. He wants Jun to desire him so much that he's a slave to those urges, wants to feed those desires until Jun can't take it anymore and takes him.
That's what he imagines, for a brief moment, even as he's barely adjusted to that finger: Jun, overwhelmed with want, grabbing him by the hips or by the waist and sinking into him. The look on Jun's face when he does it, when he experiences a pleasure unlike anything he's felt. Jun is right about him.]
Only as... ah...
[Jun hits that good spot again and he moans, for real this time, his eyes going unfocused.]
O-Only as much as Jun-kun does.
[Which means he does want it want badly. After all, Jun clearly does. He hugs his legs around Jun's waist, hanging onto the sheets, managing to tease some more even as Jun's actions threaten to unravel him.]
Once I have all of Jun-kun, I'll hug and squeeze him tight ♪
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He can't shake the overwhelming sensation that his finger is inside Hiyori, that he's touching his partner in a way he never has before. Almost struggling to keep it together, he can't help but continue his playful touch and playful words, which inadvertently help Jun maintain composure. It's obvious in the way he stutters Hiyori has succeeded in flustering him, as the rubbing inside becomes more earnest and almost desperate. It hardly helps that Hiyori keeps talking, and Jun has half a mind to take what they both want. It's the same thought he had when they first touched one another; he wants Hiyori for his own selfish reasons: "It's what you want, isn't it?" The voice said the same thing back then as it does now.
Despite the temptation, he resists the urge to give in to his fantasies, determined to keep a level head. It feels all too real to have Hiyori beneath him, all needy and ready to give in to him. His eyes drift half-shut as he watches Hiyori's features contort with pleasure when Jun hits that sensitive spot. Hasn't he already become a slave to those urges? Better yet, a slave to Hiyori, as he's been seduced, taken in, and left wanting more. Having those fantasies, Jun's cock twitches and presses upward as he subtly rolls his hips in rhythm with the finger's movements.
Gaze fixed intently on Hiyori, his mouth half-open as he bites down, shivers sending down his spine hearing the beautiful, breathy moan. The one that forces Jun to curl his finger harshly, wanting to feel every inch, crevasse, and point of where his finger can reach. ]
Q..quit it, Ohii-san. You're making me want you even more.
[ His tone is a little stern, only because he's meant to be the responsible one. He wasn't meant to give in to those urges, not like this. A breathy moan spills past his lips, having Hiyori hug tight again, the heat leads straight to his cock.
His breathing becomes short as he manages to press a soft kiss on Hiyori's temple, overcome with a desire he can't quite quench. His thumb outlines the rim of Hiyori's hole, tempting him to slide another finger inside to quench the desire to slide something else inside. ]
Goddamn... Fuck...
[ Even though Hiyori has admitted to wanting this just as badly, he can't bring himself to act on it. Jun's finger twitches with the urge to grab him, still fighting the impulse, trying to suppress the overwhelming want Ohii-san's stirring within him. Better yet, he needs to find a way to rid himself of this sense that Hiyori is pushing him dangerously close to losing control. ]
You're so goddamn insufferable, you know that? I want it so goddamn badly, Ohii-san, and I'm boutta lose control.
[ Evidently, his favourite word continues to slip past his lips. ]
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