[ apparently nikkari and junpei's thing this week is makeouts, because shortly after trial wraps up, nikkari is grabbing junpei's wrist without a word, leading him to the elevators, and pinning him against a wall to kiss him deeply as soon as the doors close.
[That's valid. The trial wraps, Nikkari takes his wrist and before he can answer the elevator doors close and he's drawn into a kiss. Good thing he's 100% here for it and he's stepping closer to drape his arms over his shoulders and slip his tongue into Nikkari's mouth.
Sorry to anyone who wanted to use the elevator! He pays little attention to what button Nikkari pressed, but his hands are already simultaneously gripping the sword's shoulder and tangling in his hair for leverage.]]
[ while he's perfectly fine with semi-public sex as he's proved several times before, he's looking for something a little less adventurous tonight. the elevator only goes to the second floor, and somewhere along the line of walking over to his room, he manages to untangle himself from junpei just enough to fumble for his clamshell and deactivate the lock. once they're inside, he leads his partner over to the couch lined with his blankets and pillows, coaxing him to sit down while he settles atop his lap to continue kissing him. ]
[He's easily following, not even sure why this is happening but fully accepting it because this is so much better than not doing this? So. It's fine. He sits on the couch once Nikkari leads him over and he's pulling him down just as much as Nikkari's settling on his own. It's a warm and comfortable weight and he continues with the kiss.
Eventually, he pulls back just enough to murmur against his mouth.]
Guy could get used to this kind of greeting. [Does he have any idea why Nikkari's making out with him? No. Does he care? No.]
[ nikkari is hungry enough that he almost doesn't let junpei move—but when his partner utters as much, he can't help but laugh against his lips, still pressed close even though his tongue stays in his own mouth. ]
I thought I should show you some gratitude for defending me when my integrity was brought into question.
Mm...okay, well...then I could definitely get used to this kind of thank you. [He hardly waits before he's back to pressing his lips to Nikkari's, allowing his own tongue to move and pulling him closer to his chest. Making out is good and severely underrated in his opinion.]
[ it's so easy to get into things with junpei; nikkari likes that. he pushes junpei's tongue out of his own mouth to instead bite at his lip, hands eagerly roaming over his shirt... though, he doesn't go much further than that. he's more than aware of the demon gunk still stuck under his nails, and he doesn't want to touch much because of it. ]
And back to teasing me...[A gentle groan follows when Nikkari bites his lip, but he mumbles when hands run over his body through his clothing.] Are you going to surprise me then?
[ it's not a question, and he doesn't bother giving junpei an answer. as he goes back to kissing junpei and diving into his mouth with enthusiasm, he begins to shift himself in junpei's lap to start generating friction between them. he's got more ground to cover if he's planning on limiting how much he uses his hands tonight, after all. ]
[Still totally okay with this. Still super down with this and somehow the lack of Nikkari's hands makes this even more attractive. He arches up, giving Nikkari more space to grind down into him and there's another soft moan against his mouth. Since he doesn't have demon goo on his hands, he's letting his fingers brush over Nikkari's neck and scalp and where he can reach.
Somehow, just kissing and still being dressed and having Nikkari on him seems to be getting to him, breathing a little deeper and his knees spread apart just slightly to balance his partner.]]
[ as reluctant as he is to leave junpei, nikkari tears himself away from his partner and stands up. he doesn't go far, though, as he kneels down to reach for something from under the couch, followed by the sound of two zippers being pulled down; only one is pulled back up when he seems to finish.
as he stands back up, he strangely decides not to face junpei... instead, he shrugs off his jacket and folds his hands behind his back. between his clasped fingers, black goo unfortunately still prominent beneath his nails, rests a pair of fuzzy handcuffs.
he stands there patiently, hoping junpei 1) doesn't ask, and 2) can use context clues to figure out what to do from here. ]
[There's a disgruntled noise when Nikkari pulls away but he watches him closely. He hears the sounds and he blinks quietly as he watches Nikkari turn and shrug off his jacket.
...hilariously for reasons, he doesn't ask. He accepts it, and he reaches forward to take the handcuffs to carefully clasp them around Nikkari's wrists.]
You sure...? [His breath hitches a little though because he's undeniably curious and intrigued.]
[ only after junpei locks the handcuffs does nikkari glance over his shoulder with a coy smile. ]
I don't want to risk touching you—or anyone else—too much while my hands are still impure. This should take care of that particular worry.
[ then, he turns back around and eases himself back onto his partner's nap. his seated position might even look a little polite and demure if it wasn't for the fact that he's now topless and semi-bound with a look on his face that's far from innocent. ]
...that's one way of doing it, sure. [There's a coy sort of grin as he lets his hands slide over Nikkari's waist again, pulling him down into his lap and letting one finger trail up his chest teasingly.]
I think we were right about here? [The tip of his index finger traces under Nikkari's chin to tilt his head up a little more to look into his eyes, waiting a moment before firmly kissing him again.]
Haha... to think you'd turned me down so easily at first.
[ he rolls easily into junpei's touch, working his hips harder than he usually does in the absence of his fingers to return the favor junpei's are currently giving him. his eyes are half-lidded as junpei lifts his head, his mouth a simpering smile as their lips meet again. the deeper the kiss, the harder he grinds against junpei, letting out a little whine as his arousal begins to show through the fabric of his pants. ]
What can I say? I wasn't thinking straight. [There's a shuddery breath as Nikkari's hips roll over his, body responding and shifting upward to meet him halfway. Keeping up with the kiss, his free hand grips tightly on Nikkari's waist to keep them together while Nikkari grinds and Junpei touches where he can. Tongue teasingly licking into Nikkari's mouth, his hand moves toward the front of Nikkari's pants to ghost over him with his fingers. Pants should go. Like now.]
[ there's a very easy joke to make here, but even nikkari refuses to sink that low. y'know. until he's physically on his knees. which is probably going to happen sooner rather than later, because while his body instinctively reacts positively to junpei's touches, he breaks away from his mouth with a small, admonishing shake of his head when that attention is directed to his own erection. ]
Ah—what did I say? Pay me no mind, Junpei. [ he whispers, as he begins to lick and nip from his mouth down to his neck. ] This is my thanks to you.
Haha... that's the second time you've asked that tonight, you know.
[ he doesn't seem to mind, though; that's one of junpei's charm points. he takes a moment to bite at junpei's adam's apple and suck at it long enough to leave a mark before pulling back to murmur, ]
I know, but--[He doesn't get to explain because Nikkari's biting his throat and there's a low moan in response. How rude.] That's my cue to shut up and sit back, isn't it?
[ with his hands bound behind his back, he can't cup junpei's face like he usually would... but he's flexible, and instead ends up nuzzling his cheek against junpei's before sliding off his lap and settling on his knees on the floor. he then leans in and attempts to catch the zipper of junpei's pants with only his teeth. ]
[Is he learning, or is he mesmerized? It's maybe both because Nikkari nuzzles his face and Junpei watches him sink to the floor, eyes widening when he realizes what he's planning. He can't help but tilt his hips up to try and help his partner along with his actions, but there's a murmur of "oh man..." under his breath when Nikkari actually latches on.
[ that awestruck mumble gets nikkari to laugh breathily with junpei's zipper still in his mouth, and though that causes him to fumble it a little, it also helps to give him that extra little push of encouragement to finish pulling it down. once that's taken care of, he glances back up with a sly grin. ]
As good of a teacher as I may be... I'll need a little assistance from you.
[ a quick flick of his eyes to the rest of junpei's fly. it's easy to be sexy while unzipping something just using your mouth, but undoing buttons is a more delicate process. ]
Mm..? Oh, yeah. [It takes him a moment to refocus and think of what Nikkari means, hand coming down to stroke against the sword's jaw before unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down a bit to give him better access.]
Need I remind you it's a little more difficult for me to undress you like this...?
[ a quick shake of the shackles around his wrists as he leans forward and teasingly nudges his cheek against junpei's crotch... then lifts his head to shoot a particularly naughty smile. ]
( week 3 ) saturday, 9:20pm
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Sorry to anyone who wanted to use the elevator! He pays little attention to what button Nikkari pressed, but his hands are already simultaneously gripping the sword's shoulder and tangling in his hair for leverage.]]
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Eventually, he pulls back just enough to murmur against his mouth.]
Guy could get used to this kind of greeting. [Does he have any idea why Nikkari's making out with him? No. Does he care? No.]
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I thought I should show you some gratitude for defending me when my integrity was brought into question.
[ then he slides his tongue back into junpei's. ]
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[ it's so easy to get into things with junpei; nikkari likes that. he pushes junpei's tongue out of his own mouth to instead bite at his lip, hands eagerly roaming over his shirt... though, he doesn't go much further than that. he's more than aware of the demon gunk still stuck under his nails, and he doesn't want to touch much because of it. ]
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[ it's not a question, and he doesn't bother giving junpei an answer. as he goes back to kissing junpei and diving into his mouth with enthusiasm, he begins to shift himself in junpei's lap to start generating friction between them. he's got more ground to cover if he's planning on limiting how much he uses his hands tonight, after all. ]
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Somehow, just kissing and still being dressed and having Nikkari on him seems to be getting to him, breathing a little deeper and his knees spread apart just slightly to balance his partner.]]
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[ as reluctant as he is to leave junpei, nikkari tears himself away from his partner and stands up. he doesn't go far, though, as he kneels down to reach for something from under the couch, followed by the sound of two zippers being pulled down; only one is pulled back up when he seems to finish.
as he stands back up, he strangely decides not to face junpei... instead, he shrugs off his jacket and folds his hands behind his back. between his clasped fingers, black goo unfortunately still prominent beneath his nails, rests a pair of fuzzy handcuffs.
he stands there patiently, hoping junpei 1) doesn't ask, and 2) can use context clues to figure out what to do from here. ]
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...hilariously for reasons, he doesn't ask. He accepts it, and he reaches forward to take the handcuffs to carefully clasp them around Nikkari's wrists.]
You sure...? [His breath hitches a little though because he's undeniably curious and intrigued.]
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I don't want to risk touching you—or anyone else—too much while my hands are still impure. This should take care of that particular worry.
[ then, he turns back around and eases himself back onto his partner's nap. his seated position might even look a little polite and demure if it wasn't for the fact that he's now topless and semi-bound with a look on his face that's far from innocent. ]
Now then... where were we?
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I think we were right about here? [The tip of his index finger traces under Nikkari's chin to tilt his head up a little more to look into his eyes, waiting a moment before firmly kissing him again.]
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[ he rolls easily into junpei's touch, working his hips harder than he usually does in the absence of his fingers to return the favor junpei's are currently giving him. his eyes are half-lidded as junpei lifts his head, his mouth a simpering smile as their lips meet again. the deeper the kiss, the harder he grinds against junpei, letting out a little whine as his arousal begins to show through the fabric of his pants. ]
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Ah—what did I say? Pay me no mind, Junpei. [ he whispers, as he begins to lick and nip from his mouth down to his neck. ] This is my thanks to you.
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...you sure?
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[ he doesn't seem to mind, though; that's one of junpei's charm points. he takes a moment to bite at junpei's adam's apple and suck at it long enough to leave a mark before pulling back to murmur, ]
I don't say things I don't mean.
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[ with his hands bound behind his back, he can't cup junpei's face like he usually would... but he's flexible, and instead ends up nuzzling his cheek against junpei's before sliding off his lap and settling on his knees on the floor. he then leans in and attempts to catch the zipper of junpei's pants with only his teeth. ]
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There's a moment too late before he speaks.]
I'm learning from a good teacher, I guess.
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As good of a teacher as I may be... I'll need a little assistance from you.
[ a quick flick of his eyes to the rest of junpei's fly. it's easy to be sexy while unzipping something just using your mouth, but undoing buttons is a more delicate process. ]
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Is that better?
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[ a quick shake of the shackles around his wrists as he leans forward and teasingly nudges his cheek against junpei's crotch... then lifts his head to shoot a particularly naughty smile. ]
... Unless you'd enjoy seeing me struggle.
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