NIKKARI;

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[The duality of Tenmyouji is a problem considering that he's still alternating between being gentle and forceful, but he eventually finds a middle ground With each suck there's a drawn-on groan, legs spreading as far as he can and letting Nikkari take full control. One hand spreads down to the sword's shoulders, fingers dragging over the muscle there and massaging into his neck lightly. The rhythm set is pleasurable and fast enough for him at the moment, breathing hitching as he feels himself twitch in Nikkari's mouth. Luckily (?) for the sword, Junpei's pretty loud and clear about what he likes given the little whimpers of his name and requests to use his tongue and focus on the head now and then.]

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[ and receive he shall. nikkari is (and always has been) all about pleasing his partners, so whatever junpei asks him to do, he gladly obliges. he does just as instructed as junpei's hands roam over his torso, pulling back enough to just have the head in his mouth, running his tongue right up against junpei's slit with a playful flick. ]

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[He likes being listened to, first and foremost. Nikkari listening to his wants and wishes is equally arousing as what he's actually doing with his mouth and it's why there's an "oh, fuck, yes... even when he arcs up against Nikkari's mouth. The swipe of the tongue is almost enough for him to lose his shit entirely and it's maybe more about the anticipation and the way it's done than the act itself.]

Nikkari... [It's low and almost like a demanding sort of growl, a way to ask for more without pushing the issue.] That's...do that again.

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[ with most of it being freed up now, nikkari opens his mouth a little wider to let out a moan at full volume when junpei calls his name. the unspoken praise in junpei's tone is a hell of a turn on for him, and in order to draw more of it out of his partner, he does exactly as instructed as he closes his lips against junpei's cock again, another wet lick of his tongue lapping right against the tip. surely he's done enough to tease out some pre by now...? ]

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[This is how he dies. Sex demons don't get him, it's sex swords because Nikkari matches his requests and Junpei's feet are slipping a little on the floor as he tries to tilt forward into Nikkari's mouth. The moan doesn't help and his hand finds its way to his hair again, tugging harder. Hope Nikkari enjoys the taste because, like, yeah, this is more than enough to cause pre to bead at the head and there's a harsh breath out as the tongue laps over him. He knows himself enough to know the head is sensitive and having Nikkari bound and between his legs really doesn't help.

His head's tilted back against the couch and his eyes are shut, but his fingers are massaging the back of Nikkari's head and holding him still. It's also why he doesn't bother stopping the low, soft "please..." from leaving his mouth. There's no specification of what that means, but the nudge of his hand is signal enough. He's not going to last much longer here.]

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[ oh, he absolutely enjoys the taste—and come on, let's be real, even if the taste didn't do anything for him, feeling it on his tongue and knowing what it means would be more than enough to make up for it all.

it's the plea that really gets to nikkari. just like when junpei had first asked him what he likes, hearing his partners' voices is almost as important as feeling their touches when it comes to pleasure. it takes him to a simpler place, where he gets to do what he does best: honor their wishes by letting himself be used in whatever way they'd like. it's a little different, though, now that he has a human body rather than just a metal one; rather than being used, it's more like he's providing... but the general idea is still the same.

it's without any sort of warning that he suddenly closes his eyes and lurches forward to take junpei back into his mouth as far as he can go. this is a mission of his, after all—even without the use of his hands, shaking now behind hish back, he'll go above and beyond what's expected of him. ]

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[The fact that there isn't a warning doesn't help, except for the part where it does if Nikkari's goal was for Junpei to cry out in surprise and pull at his head even harder, a sound like a whimper cut off when he feels the warmth of Nikkari's mouth tighten its way around him. Both legs tremble and his hands firmly grip his partner's hair, the sound of Nikkari's name whined out between his teeth while trying to pull back a little.

But, then again, Junpei is only human. Junpei is only human and it means with Nikkari working his mouth and Junpei stuck in one place, there's another gasp and a choked-back groan before his own eyes clench shut and he finds himself spilling down the sword's throat. Of course he wishes he could have lasted longer, but sometimes things are just a little too much and you lose control completely.]

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[ there's a bit of gagging on nikkari's end when junpei hits his climax, mostly due to the cock occupying his throat at the same time the cum goes down... but aside from a tear or two beading at the corners of his eyes from the surprise, he otherwise seems to be pleased with himself and his partner's response.

once junpei has finished releasing, nikkari allows him to slide out of his mouth to take a few deep breaths once he's clear. his hair is probably in disarray right now, and he sort of wishes his hands were free so that he can at least brush his messy bangs away from his blazing hot face... but, you know, he can live with this. instead of worry about the way he looks, he chooses to lean back in to plant a kiss to junpei's tip before rest his head against his thigh. ]

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[The gagging flags him a little and his hand reaches forward to pet Nikkari's cheek like it'll help, not at all surprised he seems pleased with his work.

He's working to catch his breath but when he feels Nikkari's head on his leg his hand moves to stroke over his hair and his cheek, brushing his hair a little from his forehead as he looks down at him.]

...okay? [He figures he doesn't have to ask, but he's still polite all the same.]

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...mm.

[ is all nikkari can muster up the energy to "say," but he wouldn't be gently leaning into junpei's touch any time his fingers brush over him if he wasn't okay, would he? ]

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[He's just petting his face carefully and almost lovingly.]

I'll take that as a yes.

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[ like humans, different touches mean different things to swords, different associations with their original forms. perhaps one of the most pleasant ones is when their heads or faces are patted. it brings them back to when they only had metal bodies instead of the ones they inhabit now, the feeling of fingers brushing against them reminding them of the warm hold of their hilts in their former masters' hands.

"almost lovingly" is a sentiment that weighs heavily on nikkari's mind, even though it's conveyed only through junpei's touch. it's... somewhat familiar to the memory of being wielded, but... that isn't all. he's just not entirely sure what the rest is—or maybe he's unable to accept that he's worthy of such feelings at all.

... whatever the case, he ducks down slightly so that junpei's hand runs through his hair rather than against his face, as if encouraging him to continue petting him there instead. ]

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[He has no idea what Nikkari's thinking about or how he feels right in this moment. Junpei himself tends to convey his own feelings for people he caress about through a variety of touches and even then it takes some time for him to decide how to do so.

Nikkari's head moves and his fingers easily slide into his hair to pet his scalp. If that's what he wants, then so be it.]

...how long are you gonna stay down there?

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[ he hums so very contentedly as junpei does as he's requested, even without the use of words. the question gets him to look up, though, and there's a playful raise of his eyebrow as he tilts his head. ]

Where would you rather have me?

[ his voice comes out a little hoarse, probably because of how hard he went down on junpei... he shouldn't be too worried, though, if the follow up of a familiar chuckle is anything to go by. ]

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Up here, maybe? [It's hard to tell if he means that though given he's still petting through Nikkari's hair and his pants are still open, but he's fine either way. He lets Nikkari choose where to go.] But you seem to be okay where you're at, too.

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[ well, if he insists...

pressing one more kiss to junpei's shaft, nikkari rises to his feet. he rolls his shoulders a couple of times to work out some of the stiffness from still having his arms bound behind his back, but rather than search for the key, he merely collapses onto the couch next to junpei and leans into his side. ]

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[He lets him lean, hand coming up to pet his hair again.]

Want me to unbind your arms, at least?

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[ he shakes his head, bringing his legs up onto the couch to tuck them underneath him and curl up against junpei. ]

I'm fine for now. I'll let you know if it becomes uncomfortable.

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[He tucks Nikkari's head under his chin to let him curl up.]

As long as you're sure. It doesn't look that comfortable is all.

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I've been put into worse positions.

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I can't decide if that's reassuring or worrying, man.

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Perhaps it's just another thing you'll have to wonder about me.

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I'll add it to the list. [He huffs into his hair.] What're the chances of me ever learning an answer?

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Hm . . .

If I leave you with even a few mysteries about myself, then you'll always have a reason to think of me.

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As if I wouldn't in the first place? [Not that Nikkari's wrong. Even more mysteries means he's intrigued enough to try and find out.]