[ he may not say it out loud, but that hint of confidence junpei sprinkles in with his actions is extremely attractive to nikkari right now. there's so much to focus on that he actually just lets it all fall away, letting every sensation just hit him at once without trying to process. like the muscle memory etched into his bones, built up over years and years of combat experience, some things are easier to deal with when you don't have to think about them, which leads to the loud cry he lets out as junpei's hands continue to roam over places he wasn't aware he was sensitive in until now.
he's really starting to regret not taking a seat on the bed himself; logically he knew that it would be easier to fuck junpei's throat like they'd planned while standing up, but with the way his legs are shaking while he slowly pushes himself further inside and the way he grasps hard at junpei's hair through his skirt like his life depends on it? yeah, it's not going to take much more to send him over the edge. ]
[While Nikkari gets off on touch, Junpei's busy getting his kicks from Nikkari's cries and the way he's practically clinging to Junpei to stay upright. The pace picks up a bit and he's more confident and sure of what he's doing now. It doesn't take a lot for him to focus on the task at hand, palm skating over Nikkari's thighs and mouth tight and wet around him.
He knows he can't handle Nikkari shooting down his throat the way he had a few days prior, but he only pulls back just enough that he won't choke as he envelopes the length again. Fingers knead into the muscles of his ass and bring him closer, aware of what he's doing and not caring. He's determined to bring him off with his mouth, but so what if his fingers slip just barely over his entrance? Sometimes it just happens.]
[ the teasing of his hole is the final nail in his coffin, because as soon as junpei's fingers get close, he shifts slightly to try and take them in. this, in turn, causes him to slide the underside of his cock against junpei's tongue in such a way that hits him just right. with another moan, he grips the edge of his dress to pull it as far down over junpei's head as he can stretch it as he comes hard in his partner's mouth. even if he's no longer stuffed down his throat, the very act of releasing in someone's mouth is a lot, and if it wasn't for the way he keeps junpei tucked under his dress, he probably would have pulled back and let the rest spill out onto junpei's face.
so, like, sorry if junpei was looking for a facial, i guess?? ]
[He's aware that his fingers slip just enough that the tips start to slide in, but Nikkari's cock is the bigger distraction suddenly. It sort of feels like suffocating in a good way, the way the dress is pulled around him and the feeling of heat and salt filling his mouth.
He might not have actually been down for a facial so this works for him, and even while his partner's riding out the last of his orgasm Junpei's hands continue to hold him close as he works on swallowing. He pulls back a short moment later, tongue licking the sides and tip of his length before pulling away completely from under the skirt. His face is flushed and his hair's a mess but he looks...almost very smug right now.]
...that was hot. [What the fuck is wrong with you, Tenmyouji.]
[ his breathing is heavy as junpei comes back out from underneath him, and one hand goes for his shoulder for support while the other continues to fondly muss up his hair even more. sorry not sorry, say sword bf's combing fingers.
the painfully affectionate expression on his face turns to a more familiar coquettish one once junpei utters that winner of a line. ]
Haha... are you saying you have a fever now? If that's the case, I might have a little more medicine left in stock...
[He likes have his hair played with so he doesn't mind, just like he doesn't mind letting Nikkari lean his weight on him. But then Nikkari speaks and he kind of huffs out a tired laugh before bonking his head into the sword's leg.]
No more...I think we both need to be on bedrest for a bit.
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he's really starting to regret not taking a seat on the bed himself; logically he knew that it would be easier to fuck junpei's throat like they'd planned while standing up, but with the way his legs are shaking while he slowly pushes himself further inside and the way he grasps hard at junpei's hair through his skirt like his life depends on it? yeah, it's not going to take much more to send him over the edge. ]
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He knows he can't handle Nikkari shooting down his throat the way he had a few days prior, but he only pulls back just enough that he won't choke as he envelopes the length again. Fingers knead into the muscles of his ass and bring him closer, aware of what he's doing and not caring. He's determined to bring him off with his mouth, but so what if his fingers slip just barely over his entrance? Sometimes it just happens.]
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so, like, sorry if junpei was looking for a facial, i guess?? ]
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He might not have actually been down for a facial so this works for him, and even while his partner's riding out the last of his orgasm Junpei's hands continue to hold him close as he works on swallowing. He pulls back a short moment later, tongue licking the sides and tip of his length before pulling away completely from under the skirt. His face is flushed and his hair's a mess but he looks...almost very smug right now.]
...that was hot. [What the fuck is wrong with you, Tenmyouji.]
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the painfully affectionate expression on his face turns to a more familiar coquettish one once junpei utters that winner of a line. ]
Haha... are you saying you have a fever now? If that's the case, I might have a little more medicine left in stock...
[ begONE, THOT, ]
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No more...I think we both need to be on bedrest for a bit.
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