crashout | NIKKARI;

[...things Junpei didn't think through: that. But at the same time there's a short hum of thought before he shrugs.]

Until proven otherwise, that's what I think. [Nikkari is absolutely taking the lead here because despite being very much himself, he's also still sort of young in the grand scheme of things. He settles for rolling his eyes while toeing off his shoes and moving to unbutton his stupid flannel shirt.]

It was sort of an offer if you were into that sort of thing, but actually, stay over there. [There's a smirk though. He's not that serious.]

Hm... as you wish.

[ he wanted to keep teasing, yeah, but now he's actually kind of genuinely curious about what junpei's got bubbling in his confused bisexual brain. he takes a few steps back to comfortably seat himself at the edge of the bed, eyes blinking slowly so as to better take in the show. ]

[Hopefully he's not expecting anything stellar or even helpful because Junpei's letting Nikkari settle while he works on trying to make it seem like he knows what he's doing. It's less of a show than it is a point, fingers purposefully and slowly unbuttoning from top to bottom. The shirt itself is eventually slipped off like a jacket inch by inch down his shoulders, back turned and shirt getting tossed to the side. With his arm moving it's also a little easy to see that there's a scrawl of dark words on his side right along his ribs. He'd told Chuuya he didn't have a tattoo, but that's probably because he didn't realize he did.

That's about the point that he pauses and turns back to Nikkari who's sitting and watching him, taking a moment to think about it. Even when his hands move over his own hips toward the front of his pants he ruins the mood by talking.]

Usually these things are done with music, aren't they? [A light comment and also how do strip teases work? He has no idea. The movement of his hands continues to be slow and deliberate while fixing Nikkari with a curious, questioning look.] It's almost hotter to have no idea what you're actually thinking right now.

[That's probably part of the reason he came after Nikkari anyway. The mystery is a huge draw. There's a drag of the zipper and his capris slide down his hips and his legs, leaving them on the floor as he takes a step closer still in black boxer-briefs because of course he is. He doesn't join him on the bed just yet, but he leans down just enough to be eye to eye.]

[ if it's any consolation, nikkari is pointedly holding back his criticism of junpei's technique (or lack thereof), rather than straight up roasting him the way hizamaru did last week? give him brownie points for that... and maybe more for the way he runs an appreciative eye up and down junpei once he's down to the bare minimum. not bad at all. ]

If I'm not mistaken, I'd say you prefer me that way.

[ once junpei is close enough to touch, nikkari wastes no time in seeing how serious he is about this. one hand goes to the back of his neck to draw him in for an open-mouthed kiss, while the other rests at the waistband of his underwear. it might be considered going a little fast, but for nikkari? this is just baby mode, testing the waters and trying to get a feel for how much he can do without breaking junpei. ]

[It helps because if Nikkari criticized him too he'd just go find the demon and pray for death. As it is, he somehow misses that look because he's hyper-focused on what he's doing, a slight grin because of course Nikkari's right. Nevertheless there isn't a verbal reply before he sees hands moving toward him.

Perhaps, surprisingly, he's serious about this because he's almost-instantly sinking into the kiss while bringing one of his hands up to cover Nikkari's, using both to drag the waistband down his hip just enough to send a message. He's kind of a damaged person, but he's by no means fragile. It's his own test to see what Nikkari's willing to do.]

[ he's surprised, yeah, but nikkari isn't complaining at all when junpei responds just as enthusiastically. the insistence at getting his underwear off causes nikkari to laugh, sending an amused vibration into junpei's mouth.

that answers that question, he guesses.

with that assurance, nikkari continues to tug junpei's briefs down his legs until they're down to his ankles; from there, he places a hand steady at the small of junpei's back to draw him in so that his partner ends up on his lap, his own heat building underneath junpei's bared shaft. ]

[For as prickly and annoyed as Junpei comes off, there's still a pretty frustrated individual who runs on impulse and his own (sometimes volatile) emotions. It means that despite whatever motivations he has for coming here, he's easing himself into the motions and allowing himself to shut down the parts of his head that would protest this.

It's like he told someone else. It's not really about just fucking to survive; it's about doing what you have to to get what you want. But that doesn't mean you can't enjoy it along the way.

He's kicking away his briefs and he's almost-eagerly following Nikkari's hand, not-quite gracefully settling into his lap and letting his own arms loop around his neck. The thing about it is that he's a little more invested in kissing than most people. Kissing is easy and kissing keeps his mouth busy so he can't make things weird by talking, tongue tentatively moving while he shifts--or rather grinds against his partner's lap. He hasn't exactly improved his skills since last week's mission with Hizamaru but an attempt is being made.

For whatever reason, he still thinks that maybe he can be in control here and he leans further into Nikkari's body, trying to see how far he can push him or see if he can knock him on his back. Through it all, he's mostly quiet save for the quick breaths through his nose solely so he doesn't have to pull back yet.]

[ there's a pleased sigh that passes through nikkari's lips when junpei moves his hips with that sort of intent, and it only serves to make his tongue chase junpei's back into its owner's mouth with that much more enthusiasm.

something still keeps him from fully immersing himself in the raw pleasure of it all, though, and that obstacle is the skintight material his own growing arousal is currently straining against. he probably should have taken it off while junpei was busy stripping, but he didn't want to leave himself completely vulnerable before they could get into the heat of the moment. swords are stubbornly proud about that sort of thing.

in his mild frustration, he thrusts himself up against junpei despite the barrier between them anyway; the friction is nice, regardless, but it still isn't the same as skin-to-skin contact. ]

[It's not. It's really not the same and when Nikkari thrusts up there's a half-laugh and a half-groan muffled against his mouth as it passes through Junpei's lips. His hands are moving up the back of Nikkari's head, trailing down over his jaw and and to his chest when he pulls back enough to speak.]

I should leave these on you to make up for all of the times you've teased me. [Still not remotely sexy. Still bad at dirty talk, and he probably knows it given the way his ears flush a faint red. He's still close enough that his breath ghosts over Nikkari's mouth but just out of reach to keep from kissing him again. Even while he's talking though one of his hands is moving to twist its way down to his lap, the tips of two of his fingers dragging over the visible outline of Nikkari's shaft. It's not that difficult given it's a fucking speedo and in a way it's enough to send him into a fit of nervous laughter, but he bites on his own lip instead to. Not. Do that.]

Thoughts...? [Okay, yeah, he's grinning just a bit. Let him think he has the upper hand for a bit despite the fact he's the one fully stripped down and within reach.]

Oh? If they stay on, then how would you fully enjoy me...?

[ junpei's wandering hands turn nikkari's usual laugh into a sigh, which further morphs into a quiet moan as those hands reach his length. god, he wants to feel those fingers against his skin, against himself. in a mild fit of frustration, he lifts his hips, pushing himself further into junpei's palm with a shallow hiss; his own hands take hold of junpei's hips to keep him in place for better access. ]

You shouldn't get too cocky, though... you forget—[ junpei may have been too distracted trying to tease nikkari that he might not notice one of the sword's hands creeping toward his cock... he probably can't, though, once nikkari ghosts his fingers along it and closes his hand around the base, ]—I have the upper hand here.

[It's more in the way he feels Nikkari's hips tilt up that allows his hand to rotate a bit, the heel of his palm pressed down over the length beneath him. Even with how uncertain he seems at times, he isn't too shy about feeling him up with with the thin fabric between them.

Of course, he's not paying attention at all. He's way too fascinated watching Nikkari under his hand and listening to him to notice how his hand moves. There's a bitten-back groan of both surprise and need and his own hand kind of stops? Like. Sorry. That happens.]

...you think? [But the way it's said is a little too breathy to be a serious threat, face leaning close again as his hand slides over whatever bare skin he can reach. Over his hips, down to the inside of his thighs and fingers slipping under the last bit of cover seeking out the heat building between them.] I'm curious what you want to happen here.

[He's not bold enough to say "how do you want me" but the intent is the same.]

I do indeed.

[ unlike junpei, nikkari doesn't stop his efforts when he's touched directly. even as he lets out a needy moan at finally getting the kind of contact he's been wanting, his hold on junpei does not slacken. in fact, it intensifies, the hand sliding up and down his partner's shaft closing around it a little tighter when those fingers brush against himself. ]

I want to take you... or, ah, how did you phrase it? [ he presses his thumb against junpei's head, against the slit at his tip as he closes the distance between his face and junpei's. he darts forward to take junpei's bottom lip between his teeth—a little more than a nip, but not enough to be a full bite—before letting it go again and whispering, ] I want to fuck you.

[This needs to go. This needs to get out of the way because his movements are restricted as his hand palms against Nikkari's cock even with the limited range of motion. His lips are parted and there's an echoing groan thanks to the feeling of someone else's hand stroking over him.]

Fuck... [It's drawn out as Nikkari's teeth bite down and he finds himself thrusting up into his hand. Hearing that gets to him more than he'll say, but he's following to steal another open-mouthed kiss before there's a short, deep reply.] Then do it already. [Demanding..but he squeezes his hand gently around the base of Nikkari's length before realizing this is actually overly complicated.

He could stand to maybe break away to give Nikkari room to move, but his free hand is busy trying to rid him of the speedo and free him from the last bit of restraint stopping them. It's probably going as well as one would expect from someone eager to please and eager in general, but he's determined to see this through.]

[ with a sudden display of strength and agility—did junpei forget he was a sword just because of his size?—nikkari grabs junpei's wrist, the hand around his cock, and pins it onto the bed below them, pivoting so that he's straddling junpei, legs spread and knees on either side of his partner. with his free hand, he hooks a finger into the waistband of the last piece of clothing upon his body, yanks it down as he cants his hips in an almost hypnotizing way that makes it easier for him to strip and finally bare his cock upon junpei's abdomen.

with heavy breaths, he looks down at his companion, long green hair draping over his shoulders and curling into small pools on junpei's body. ]

Haha... do you want to see me or not as I fuck you?

[He definitely forgot. He forgot and there's a confused noise when Nikkari manhandles him, flips him onto the mattress and he's left staring up at him. It's impossibly fair, but at the same time he sort of likes being pinned down and that's a whole other can of worms he can dissect later. When the cloth is finally removed, he feels his mouth run dry and doesn't notice the way his lips part in anticipation. His eyes follow every single movement, and there's a low sound of want as his breath comes out in little pants every time Nikkari's hair brushes over sensitive skin.

It takes him a moment to think of an answer, if only because he's openly staring at the fully unveiled sword. That sounds like a dick joke. It's fine.]

I...need to see you. [Need, not want, and he licks his lips while clearing his throat.] That's the only dealbreaker.

Very well.

[ momentarily taking his attention away from junpei, nikkari leans back to grab something from one of the nightstands... ah. a bottle of lube. he pops it open with a smirk and coats his fingers generously with the slippery liquid—in fact, he may have poured a little too much, enough extra so that it spills over onto junpei's abs. whoops.

with his hand now slick, he retakes his position atop junpei and reaches down to drag a finger around junpei's hole, slowly teasing the sensitive rim, but not yet slipping a digit inside. ]

How does that feel, Junpei-san?

[ he's a little cruel like that. ]

[Andie his tattoo says betrayal in the ab game, there are no abs? In all seriousness, he shivers at the coolness of the lube on his stomach and he shifts under Nikkari as his hips lift up against his finger. It's...strange, and new, and definitely not something he's actually done before, but he's not stupid. He knows how this is going to go and his hands loosely touch Nikkari's hair and shoulders as he can reach. He swallows and and feels his muscles tense on instinct even as Nikkari's finger brushes just out of reach.]

It kind of feels like you're enjoying this way too much. [It's low and rough and he tries to pull Nikkari closer.] Am I wrong?

[ nikkari lets out a pleased hum as junpei's hands play with his hair; he leans into junpei's touch when he does, and shakes his head a little when those fingers start to creep elsewhere. he stops, though, to chuckle under his breath when junpei tries to be sultry. it's kind of cute. ]

Hahaha... it's more fun to keep you guessing.

[ it's then that nikkari slowly sinks his finger inside junpei, feeling him out, seeing how tight he gets and how much he loosens (if any). rather than starting to simulate thrusting, he merely lets his finger rest where it is, letting junpei get accustomed to having something inside him. ]

I wonder if you'll be able to handle me...

[Let him touch?? He likes touching, he's kind of a tactile person and Nikkari will probably come to realize that in due time. His fingers wind strands of hair around a little, and though the laughter is just enough to cause him to sulk he doesn't stay mad for too long.

It's sort of hard to think about much else when he feels Nikkari's hand pressing against him, a finger sliding past a tight ring that causes him to clench automatically and inhale sharply. Okay. Cool! Definitely new, definitely weird and his eyelids flutter as he tries to adjust. Even so, he smirks just enough to convince himself even if it doesn't convince Nikkari.]

You doubt me that much? [He rolls his hips down to try and draw Nikkari's finger in further.] I want to. That has to count for something.

[ unfortunately for junpei, nikkari will always be laughing. he should probably get used to it if he's planning on making nikkari a repeat booty call. ]

It does, it does. [ with another small laugh, this one fond, he answers junpei's request and sinks his finger in a little more, teasing the skin around his partner's hole with a second. he keeps a careful eye on junpei's face, tilting his head so that the hair that usually covers his right eye falls a little to the side. ] Mm... do you think you can handle another?

[ junpei may not know it, but it's a little telling on its own that nikkari even asks, rather than just going in. ]

[We already know Nikka's going to be a repeat but he doesn't have to like the laughing!! Then again, it helps him relax little by little, like this is something easier than what it is. It's still a sensation to get used to, but as Nikkari's finger continues to work him he'll find that Junpei's less tense as his body accepts it. He finds himself pressing back a little to adjust, a light groan through his teeth as he nods in response to the question.]

Yeah..I think so. [The low, rough quality to his voice seems to suggest he's more than ready to try it, breathing through it and letting the hand not in Nikkari's hair brush up over his arm. Touch him, you fool.]

[ he could stroke junpei... but nah. remember, he's mean. rather than giving him the kind of touch he wants, he reaches up to run his free hand through junpei's hair. the gesture is warm, gentle; almost like he's praising him for a job well done. and, well, for a first-timer, he really is doing well. ]

Haha... you're getting looser. Good. [ he slips that second finger in, a jolt running down his spine as he feels junpei's walls tighten around him once again as he pushes further. ] Concentrate on your breathing, Junpei-san.

[That's real shitty, Nikkari, but at the same time it still works in Junpei's favor. He likes having his hair touched and I can't believe this is IC Monday of the first week fuck or die is in play because it hits on a praise kink Junpei has. While he normally doesn't care about what people think of his actions, he does want to please and he likes doing what he can to be a good partner. Nikkari's fingers are in his hair and there's a soft and sort of uncontrolled sound of pleasure in response.

He's focusing on his breathing and the sound of Nikkari's voice, head turning to the side to press his cheek into the mattress.]

I'm working on it. [Still talking. Still bitching slightly but harder to take serious when he's definitely in this kind of position. He swallows a little, taking another breath.] ...but it feels better. [And just for that, he purposefully tightens around Nikkari's fingers again, forcing himself to hold on and help stretch himself out. It's different in theory than in practice, but:] You can keep moving, you know.

[Still impatient, apparently.]

[ nikkari quirks an eyebrow up at that, but his expression settles back into a grin as he simply nods in response to junpei's instruction, re-angling his hand to better dive into his partner. he can certainly work with this.

he starts off slowly, carefully drawing his fingers out of junpei's ass before pushing them back in. he repeats the process several times, each pass coming with an increase in speed as he judges based on the way his partner's body reacts. if junpei whines or makes any sort of pained noise, nikkari will coo lightly, soothingly, petting his hair and telling him what a good job he's doing without fully saying the words.

eventually, it gets to a point where he leans down to whisper into the ear that's tilted upward, ]

Hah... I won't be able to keep myself from you much longer, you know.

[Maybe should've thought that through because even with the slower pace, the active movement is different than anticipated. He's busy biting his lip and arching against Nikkari's hand, keeping most of his noises to himself solely for the sake of making sure this keeps happening. He finds himself whining a little as the pace increases, and actually it helps to be placated without being verbally placated. His eyes are closed and the harshness of his breathing is a telltale of how he feels, legs shaking just slightly and a full-body shiver when Nikkari's close enough to his face.]

Then quit teasing me...[It's a low murmur, cracking an eye open and a free hand blindly trying to snake between them for some relief.] ...please?

[Somehow he thinks maybe that'll work.]

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GMAIL LOST MY NOTIF FOR THIS?

no andie just wanted to get away from my smut :c

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