DICK;

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[Dick's a bat, he's trained to be multitalented and multitask. That's probably going to come in handy because Junpei meets him for the kiss, ears bending around Dick's hand and a needy, unabashed kind of moan is drawn from him while he lets the second hand fist itself into the back of Dick's hair to pull his mouth closer. He's not exactly patient with the way his hand begins to work over Dick's erection either, grip snug and tongue sliding into his mouth almost immediately.

Someday, probably, Dick will miss when Junpei was tentative about everything and trying to figure out what he wanted.]

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[ that day will potentially be later today, but as it is right now dick is very much enjoying himself, moaning into the kiss when junpei grabs him immediately, grinding back against him and pulling at his hair slightly from where he was petting. he brings his other hand around to junpei's hip, sneaking in underneath the band and rubbing at the skin there.

at some point he will remind junpei to use his words to make a decision if he wants more than just mindless grinding but that point is not right now ]

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[There's a sudden shiver when Dick's hand touches his skin and it's maybe because he's over-sensitive or maybe just because of the anticipation. He's not using his words because words are for suckers and instead he's tilting his head so that Dick's pulling his hair a little harder. The free hand scratches along Dick's scalp and his neck, mouth biting at his lip and thumb circling the head before he opens an eye.

...there's a calculative look if only because a.) he wants to see where Dick's hand is going and b.) he doesn't want to stop the kissing just yet. That can happen shortly but even with his mind focused on fucking him he's still into his simple wants.]

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[ dick's own eyes are closed so he misses the look, too busy trying to muffle his appreciative noises into the kiss. there's a lot that's happening, and he keeps at all of that, but the hand in junpei's boxers slides down further to junpei's inner thigh, kneading the skin there a little, brushing his knuckles against his length Completely Incidentally, Of Course

he's still an asshole ]

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[DICK IS STILL AN ASSHOLE and it's why Junpei visibly bristles and more or less tries to press into Dick's hand. Unfair! Unjust! Un...deterred, actually, because Junpei's hand lets go of Dick's length and moves back to try and pull his boxers off. He'll also break the kiss to murmur against his mouth.]

Hands and knees.

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[ dick lifts his hips to help junpei take his boxers off, and off they go. whee. though he figures he's deserving the hands and knees thing after being a tease, but he's just glad junpei settled on something right now, so he stops petting him and presses a kiss to the corner of his mouth, removing his hand from junpei's boxers... after teasingly running his fingers over the length. ha ha, what. what an accident! ]

Can do.

[ he has to like. push junpei away, wings stretching out a bit when he sits up because yea this. was at least 5% uncomfortable so far and would've gotten worse. once junpei's off him, dick's turning around to follow directions like a good boy for once? incredible. this is definitely going to last ]

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[Amazing. There's another indignant sound when Dick's fingers brush over him and he's trying to bite him again but doesn't get far. The kiss is nice and acceptable though and when Dick is stripped and on his hands and knees Junpei...uselessly, kisses the back of his neck and lets both hands delve straight into the wings to touch the new feathers and press and rub at the space between his back and his wings.

Suffer.]

This is really kind of weird, right? It's not just me? [He says as he scratches lines into Dick's back because he can.]

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[ oh it is absolutely not just junpei on the weird scale! which is why when he presses into the wings there's a loud, startled moan as dick's back curves a little inward and then, sometime when he's scratching at his back-- his shiny new pitch black wings unfurl to their full length!

probably slamming straight into junpei in the process, this is a lot of wing span. they are proportionate. was it worth it, junpei. was it. ]

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[The wings unfurl, Junpei's 100% not expecting it, and he gets caught in the ribs and arm with one before he goes flying off the bed with an indignant yelp. Farewell! This was not worth it and he hits the floor with a loud thud and a whine.]

Dude!

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[ DICK IS SOMEHOW BOTH MORTIFIED AND LOSING IT, barely able to hold himself up from his sudden laughter at how unexpected that was. his wing curls around to hide his face so junpei can't see him blushing. it hides like. a hell of most of his upper half tbh and dick has to. physically move some feathers at the tip to peek down at junpei ]

Sorry-- [ pfffthahah ] --dude, you okay? I didn't ... it was instinct, sorry. Oh, wow. That sounded like it hurt.

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[Stop! Laughing! Junpei's sitting on the floor very much the appearance of a disgruntled cat and his tail lashes out as he stares up at him.]

Wanna explain how that was instinct? [He's like. Only sort of mad. Mostly he's caught off-guard and he hates that even on a good day. But he's up on his knees to lean his elbows on the edge of the bed.]

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[ dick gets off his hands to just stare down at junpei while kneeling on the bed himself. he has at least stopped laughing now? his wing still. furled in front of him, though lowered for censorship now. he ... shrugs??? ]

I don't know, dude. Never had wings before. It felt good, they stretched out?

[ he's half-mindedly preening some feathers the whole time he talks without noticing ]

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[He's...watching him preen for a moment, reaching out and swatting at a low-hanging feather. He's just letting this happen because it's kind of funny, it's fine.]

I'm not gonna stop touching them. [Just throwing that out there.] But maybe don't kick me off the bed this time? [And he's getting up to crawl back onto the mattress, hand running over some feathers.]

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I promise if I kick you off the bed again it'll be on purpose.

[ dick? stop being an asshole. but god fine he GUESSES he should explain as junpei runs a hand over the feathers-- ]

Feathers by themselves aren't sensitive. They... itch when they're out of place? [ and saying is what makes dick finally notices he's preening and like. stops that so he can run a hand through his hair ] But when you get to the skin it's different.

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Kick me and I'm taking you down with me, Grayson. [But he's listening, sitting back on his knees for a second and the ears twitch curiously like he's debating. Dick stops preening which gives Junpei enough time to move in closer and let his fingers find that same patch of skin underneath the feathers and at Dick's back, casually rubbing the space there.]

Can't say I've ever been a bird person, but I can be convinced.

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[ this time he's aware enough to not just stretch out his wing and knock junpei on his ass like an asshole, but there's a low, quiet noise at the touch almost immediately. ]

... Don't know that that's a real bird thing. [ he's quick to point it out, head tilting to the side ] Only pets I ever had were... communal.

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[Thanks for being mindful of your wingspan. He's letting his fingers touch and at the same time he's going right back to marking up Dick's shoulders and neck with his teeth. However:]

Never had pets, but when we were at Dcom we had Gab. [It's quiet and not really important, just...talking for the sake of talking while he's more or less letting his fingers preen Dick's feathers and touch where he can.] He was a service dog, little thing...supposed to provide medical assistance because he had a collar filled with medicine but most of us just played with him. In some histories, he also saved our lives.

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[ it's terrible that dick lets him bite. he will learn to regret this later, but right now it feels... good and dick's going right back to being pliant and loose under junpei's touch. it's a very nice contrast. ]

That's why dogs are better than cats. [ it's a light tease, but, since they're sharing: ] The team's got Wolf. SB picked him up on a mission. [ that said, dick reaches up to pet junpei's head again ] You're more... bitey.

[ he sounds more contemplative than anything ]

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[He's kind of in a state of mind where he wants his hands everywhere and his teeth everywhere and just touching, so good thing Dick's fine with this. He'll regret it and Junpei himself probably will later, too. There's a harder nip, followed by a lick when Dick makes the comment about dogs.]

You nickname everybody don't you. Is Wolf an actual wolf? [A nuzzle follows, rubbing his cheek against Dick's shoulder blade.] Kinda thinking you don't mind that I am, actually.

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Not everybody. And yeah. Great naming skills on his part, I know. [ he has to take a second to think about that first part, which has less to do with his nicknaming ways and more with, y'know, dick being distracted by bities ] Maybe I don't mind ... but that's not helping with the cat jokes.

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Just the ones you like, right? [Tell him you like him, Dick. His nails scratch over Dick's back, one hand looping around to his chest as well even while he lets up on the bites for a moment. ] You'd make cat jokes even if I didn't bite...you were making them like two weeks ago. [But he lets his nose nuzzle at Dick's neck. ] I could stop if you really wanted me to...

[He says in a tone that says he has zero intention of doing so. ]

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... You got me there. [ of course he likes him, fool. dick brings a hand up to play with junpei's on his chest, head tilted to give him. more space to his neck LOOK ] You can bite. I don't mind.

[ he's going to regret that one very soon ]

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[He will definitely regret because Dick turns his head and gives him space to clamp down. It's nothing that'll really hurt but there's a possessiveness behind it that may seem a little unfamiliar. But Dick's hand find his and he settles for...holding it. Like a nerd. ]

Look nice with my marks anyway. [It's mumbled and mostly said to himself but he's still fascinated with Dick's wings and being weirdly patient for how aggressive he's being with his teeth.]

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[ yeah this is ... new. not the hand holding or junpei being a nerd, the possessiveness. at least as far as dick knows. he might still be pliant between the biting, the wing touching and the hand holding (gay), but his eyebrows raise at the comment.

not that he like, moves away at any point ]

Are you... being territorial right now?

[ it's hard to tell what his tone is, mostly because part of dick is kind of. pleased. at it. even though it's still absolutely ridiculous and funny. hm. bad ]

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...no? [He says, with Dick's shoulder in his mouth. But there's an almost apologists lick while he continues petting the space between wing and back. This apparently amuses him even while he's gripping Dick's hand with his own a little tighter.] ...shut up, I don't know. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

[It's embarrassing, sure, but Junpei is lowkey possessive on a good day. ] But you're here and I want you so...that's it.