[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.]
[ 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.
[ 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. ]
[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. ]
[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.
[ 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?
[ nikkari has to stifle the laughter that almost bursts out of his mouth in response to junpei's pleading, but the fond as hell smile remains as he gives a teasing ruffle to his hair. ]
Just for you.
[ with that, he pulls his fingers out of junpei, using the lube still on them to slick himself up as he reaches for the bottle again to add a fresh coat. he even makes a little show of it, sensually stroking his shaft with the slippery liquid; at this point he doesn't care whether junpei reaches down to satisfy himself or not. once he's properly prepared, he lines himself up with his partner's hole, sucks in a breath... and pushes.
and god, it's so much once he's inside, once he can feel that tightness surrounding him, engulfing him, so reluctant to let him go. just like he'd done with his fingers, he takes a moment to just let junpei get used to the size of him, to let his hole stretch to accommodate something a little thicker than a couple of slim fingers. as his cock throbs with every breath he takes, he manages to whisper, ]
[Thank god. Thank god Nikkari's done playing with him even while he pushes his head up into the sword's hand, a little needy and a little affectionate. He can be embarrassed about it later, right now he's aching and a little overinvested.
He doesn't touch himself still, eyes on Nikkari and watching his hands stoke himself. He's aware of what's happening next, but a few fingers is still a big difference from someone's cock. There's a pained sort of noise but he finds himself tightening around Nikkari, holding him still to get used to the feeling of being this full even as his hands come up to grip at his arms. His eyes are fully shut and there's a soft groan at the sound of his name.]
Fuck... [It's quiet and he arches his back a little to shift, taking as much of Nikkari as he can even as his face shifts through a few different emotions. He's never experienced something like this, but he can't exactly deny it feels good in a weird, different way. As much as he's okay with this and wants this to continue, he knows a little better. It's the only reason he murmurs again.] Start slow, okay?
[ to be honest, he. he kind of does? but. that can probably be saved for a later encounter if they're both somehow still alive during week 5 or some shit. right now, though, he's more than willing to treat him gently for his first time receiving.
he holds himself steady above junpei for a few moments, arms braced against his partner's shoulders. just as much as junpei needs time for his body to accept what nikkari has already given, nikkari needs to wait for that acceptance before giving more. when junpei verbally gives him the green light, he peers down at his partner curiously as if to make sure he's ready... but, ah, is this a matter of trust?
he'll go along, then, steadily easing himself into a slow pattern of pushing further into junpei and drawing himself back out again. ]
[Fuck him up in the nearby future, Nikkari. Wreck his ass. But for now, it's probably better to be gentle for the first time because Junpei's still trying to get used to this. He's trying not to be so tense, shaking slightly when Nikkari stays still but as he finds his body giving in and settling around Nikkari's dick there's a groan. An arm covers his eyes while the other reaching up to wrap around Nikkari's shoulder, fingers playing with his hair.]
Good. Better. [He shifts on the bed to change the angle just a bit.] Go a little harder?
[Mostly to see if Nikkari will listen, and also he's kind of into the feeling a little too much thanks.]
[ nikkari smiles when junpei grabs at his hair, leaning his head into that touch with a hum. is it a crime for him to think that junpei really is cute? like, as a person, not just in the looks department. he trails a finger over the arm junpei uses to cover his face, voice coy. ]
You know... you can just tell me what you want instead of asking. You might find me more agreeable with some confidence.
[ he doesn't go particularly hard, but he does pick up the pace a little now, face flushing a bit when he sinks into junpei a little deeper with each thrust. ]
[He's also partially hiding his face because he knows he's blushing. Please don't think he's cute. Please continue thinking he's prickly and rude or...something.
...there's an embarrassed laugh, fingers pulling both at Nikkari's hair and shoulder.]
It's...been a while. [He moves his leg to hike up a little higher and take Nikkari deeper, something that sounds like "oh fuck" getting lost mumbled into his arm.] I'm usually not on this end of things, cut me some slack. [The end of that word is pretty much cut off with a gasp. That doesn't do anything to help with saying what he wants, but this is still good for him for now.]
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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.]
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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. ]
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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.]
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[ 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.
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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.]
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[ 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.
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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.]
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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?
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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.
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[ 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. ]
no andie just wanted to get away from my smut :c
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?
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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...
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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.
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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. ]
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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.]
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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.
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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.]
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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.
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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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Just for you.
[ with that, he pulls his fingers out of junpei, using the lube still on them to slick himself up as he reaches for the bottle again to add a fresh coat. he even makes a little show of it, sensually stroking his shaft with the slippery liquid; at this point he doesn't care whether junpei reaches down to satisfy himself or not. once he's properly prepared, he lines himself up with his partner's hole, sucks in a breath... and pushes.
and god, it's so much once he's inside, once he can feel that tightness surrounding him, engulfing him, so reluctant to let him go. just like he'd done with his fingers, he takes a moment to just let junpei get used to the size of him, to let his hole stretch to accommodate something a little thicker than a couple of slim fingers. as his cock throbs with every breath he takes, he manages to whisper, ]
Junpei...
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He doesn't touch himself still, eyes on Nikkari and watching his hands stoke himself. He's aware of what's happening next, but a few fingers is still a big difference from someone's cock. There's a pained sort of noise but he finds himself tightening around Nikkari, holding him still to get used to the feeling of being this full even as his hands come up to grip at his arms. His eyes are fully shut and there's a soft groan at the sound of his name.]
Fuck... [It's quiet and he arches his back a little to shift, taking as much of Nikkari as he can even as his face shifts through a few different emotions. He's never experienced something like this, but he can't exactly deny it feels good in a weird, different way. As much as he's okay with this and wants this to continue, he knows a little better. It's the only reason he murmurs again.] Start slow, okay?
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[ to be honest, he. he kind of does? but. that can probably be saved for a later encounter if they're both somehow still alive during week 5 or some shit. right now, though, he's more than willing to treat him gently for his first time receiving.
he holds himself steady above junpei for a few moments, arms braced against his partner's shoulders. just as much as junpei needs time for his body to accept what nikkari has already given, nikkari needs to wait for that acceptance before giving more. when junpei verbally gives him the green light, he peers down at his partner curiously as if to make sure he's ready... but, ah, is this a matter of trust?
he'll go along, then, steadily easing himself into a slow pattern of pushing further into junpei and drawing himself back out again. ]
How does this feel...?
[ it isn't as mean as the last time he'd asked. ]
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Good. Better. [He shifts on the bed to change the angle just a bit.] Go a little harder?
[Mostly to see if Nikkari will listen, and also he's kind of into the feeling a little too much thanks.]
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You know... you can just tell me what you want instead of asking. You might find me more agreeable with some confidence.
[ he doesn't go particularly hard, but he does pick up the pace a little now, face flushing a bit when he sinks into junpei a little deeper with each thrust. ]
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...there's an embarrassed laugh, fingers pulling both at Nikkari's hair and shoulder.]
It's...been a while. [He moves his leg to hike up a little higher and take Nikkari deeper, something that sounds like "oh fuck" getting lost mumbled into his arm.] I'm usually not on this end of things, cut me some slack. [The end of that word is pretty much cut off with a gasp. That doesn't do anything to help with saying what he wants, but this is still good for him for now.]
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