[It's rude but at least he didn't say it to his face. Junpei is a delicate creature sometimes when he's invested in something, which is why Dick's wrapping his legs around him and he's letting himself fall forward, hands bracing himself on the bed and hovering above Dick for the time being. He's busy drawing in a breath and adjusting but there's a grin when Dick laughs, allowing him time to lean forward and press another kiss to his mouth.]
Like that'd be the weirdest thing we've ever said to each other. [I hate you. Anyway, it's fine because it's easy and natural and he's immediately darting away from that thought while he pull back enough for a shallow thrust, seemingly figuring something out before settling on a pace even with his fingers combing the side of Dick's hair. Is his balance getting better? He's maybe been figuring it out.] I told you I work well with impulse, so asking also sometimes defeats the point anyway.
[ dick links his arms behind junpei's head to maybe mess with that balance a little, maybe to help him crane his neck to kiss him back, still smiling. ]
Point was you didn't exactly say much. Tough I guess that works for your needs? [ he's tilting his head into the touch, rolling his hips to match junpei's pace. his hair's definitely on the side of shaggy, falling into his eyes a bit at this angle, but dick doesn't even care. speaking of needs, dick's doing nothing for his own right now, maybe liking the feel of junpei inside of him too much to bother ]
[Leave his balance alone, he's doing his best!! But at the same time...it works because he'd rather kiss him and even while he pulls back he's letting his fingers tangle up Dick's hair a little. He also doesn't seem to mind that he's literally doing all of the work here, a short hiss following when Dick rolls his hips. Better. That helps.]
Maybe it does, maybe it doesn't. You of all people know sometimes it's not always easy to ask for things.
[ dick blinks, slow, because junpei cannot expect him to try and find a rhythm and angle that works for both of them while also personally attacking him. it is very rude. ]
Think I've had to ask for like-- most of the stuff we've done. [ it's wry, and he punctuates it with a roll of his hips. he's starting to consider flipping them over, half-mindedly, even as he tries to kiss junpei's jaw as the guy plays with his hair. ] Keep trying to get you to just-- to just... [ he loses track a bit, frowning, digging his heels in the small of junpei's back. ] tell me what you want.
[Junpei is very rude in general. He wouldn't mind the change in position because he's sort of distracted now even while keeping up a good pace. His fingers are crawling up a little higher, massaging Dick's scalp and ruffling his hair a little even when Dick moves to kiss his face. He arches his back thanks to Dick's heels and he settles for a questionable kind of look.]
And if it was something you didn't want to give me? What then? [The tone is casual and almost a joke, but there's something in his face he can't quite get rid of fast enough. It's a very real question even as he pushes Dick's hair up a little out of his eyes.]
[ it's a secretly very real question in a very awkward time, which is-- very junpei of him. the hair petting is soft and nice, nothing he dislikes, though junpei's clearly a little distracted even as he fucks into dick. dick clenches around him a bit out of spite for making him think right this second. ]
... You know the worst I could do is say that's not my kink, right? [ it's a light joke, because dick's trying to keep the other stupid reflex he had at junpei's look out of his mouth, so he hides his face a bit with the pretense of biting lightly at junpei's collarbone. it still comes out anyway: ] Not a whole lot I don't wanna give you anyway.
[ haha, god, this is why barbara wouldn't date him. he's so stupid. ]
[He feels Dick tighten around him and he gets the message. This isn't the time and he shuts up, shaking his head and shoving literally all of his emotional bullshit aside to focus on what he's doing here. The bite gets a low appreciative murmur and the words themselves mean that Junpei's still playing with his hair and lifting Dick's head up to meet him for a kiss, moving a little to balance on his knees and pull Dick's leg a little higher.
What if they just don't talk, ever. What if he focuses on picking up the speed and pulling Dick as close as possible. That's a great idea.]
[ dick goes with the kiss, deciding maybe he'll just never talk again if he's going to say stupid shit that make things awkward. and then junpei starts picking up the speed and changes his angle a bit and dick's groaning into it, because it feels good despite it all, trying to meet his trusts as much as he can. junpei can pull his leg as high as he wants-- dick's bendy to a ridiculous degree and doesn't even notice it, dragging one hand in between their chests and just. touching, for a second. he's pretty sure he won't last long once he starts touching himself instead of junpei, so he stays there for now, mumbling a little about faster and harder ]
[It doesn't make things awkward, except it makes things in his chest kind of hurt and he has no right to be feeling that way about someone else so this is the best alternative. Giving himself something to do, an outlet for everything he's wrestling with, is for the best and he easily obeys Dick's wishes. He keeps a hold of him and there's a shaky breath as the hand slides over his skin. It's faster and harder and while he could probably touch Dick he's more content to let the hand slide up his side and into his hair and dot his throat and shoulders with small movements of his mouth.
It's the same creeping sort of desperation and want that he continues to watch dangle in front of his eyes on a regular basis, but...nobody has to know that.]
either way, it's dick's turn to be the one mumbling faint praise and fainter requests in between appreciate noises, baring his throat with ease and digging his heels in even as he rolls to try to meet junpei's new speed with stuttering breaths, the touch turning into scratches as he gets a little more desperate but still makes no move towards himself yet. at some point he starts mumbling about "want" but doesn't finish the thought, biting at his lip with his eyes closed ]
[Because they're similar people who are actually fucked up and bad at explaining things. The threads don't lie.
As it is though, he's listening and abiding as well as he can, breath ragged and sweat breaking out over his back as his hands shake a little. He nips harder at Dick's throat, motions deep and harder even when he shivers under the scratches. Still, he bends just enough to bring himself as close as possible, eyes on Dick as he stares directly at him.]
Tell me what you want. [It's low and rough, not quite a demand but a question. Even with Dick's eyes closed, he'll let his tongue run up the column of his throat and wait.]
I wasn't really planning on stopping. [It's a huff of laughter, but it's obvious he's starting to lose control of the situation and probably won't last much longer. It's vague because he doesn't know and instead he rolls his hips, settles just a little deeper and a hand comes back to pull at Dick's hair and tilt his head so he can continue working his teeth and mouth along his throat even if he mumbles something there that's a little too lost to hear properly.]
Shut up... [ it at least gets a little laugh out of dick, which quickly turns into another moan when junpei's pulling his hair and mouthing at his throat ]
Y-yeah, like that, just-- [ dick decides to bite the bullet and slides a hand in between them to grasp himself finally, immediately going into the same pace junpei is with no preamble ] Feels good?
[ it's only a question because dick's not sure why he's bothering to say it out loud ]
Nah. [He's grinning against Dick's neck, but at the same time he's panting and catching his breath where he can. He's watching Dick's hand reach between them and keeps the pace set for both of them, swallowing back a moan even as he nods.]
Never gets old, you know? [But he laughs a little at his own joke.] Fuck...[That's to nothing in particular even as he settles for nuzzling against Dick's throat before gently pulling his earlobe with his teeth. Why not.]
[ junpei's saying it as a joke, but dick hums an affirmative anyway; his head's already thrown back to give him access to his throat, yet the ear thing takes him by surprise. the noise he makes is more inquisitive than it is turned on, and he lets go of junpei's shoulder to roll at his nipple in retaliation. holding himself close with just his legs isn't that hard for dick, though junpei might have some interesting bruises. ]
Fuck's-- what we're doing, yeah. [ it's a bit belated, but the tone's clearly teasing, even though dick pants it out ]
[There's a curious and partially disgruntled sound when Dick does that solely because it's sensitive, but he bites a little harder at the space under Dick's ear in response, hand winding threads of his hair around his fingers.]
Bad joke even for you...[But there's amusement there even as he lets his other free hand slip down between them. If Dick has his legs around him, Junpei uses that to balance so his hand can join Dick's on his erection, thumbing over the head and wherever Dick's hand isn't reaching. There's a deeper groan and his limbs are shaking a little from the exertion of so much movement and balance, but he keeps himself bent this way all the same. Stubbornness is the main reason he hasn't fallen apart yet.]
[ dick doesn't have time to think of a quip before junpei's hands is joining his and the moan he lets out is unabashed and loud. ]
Fuck me .[ and it's hard to tell if it's an expletive or a request, even though it'd be a fulfilled one, but either way the arch his back attempts to make probably is not helping with junpei's balance issues. Whatever else he was going to say is lost in the litany of mumbled "yeah, like that", and at least one whined out "junpei" ]
[The worst part of it is that he gets off on sound. The moan pretty much goes straight to his cock and there's a sharper snap of his hips, movements quicker and shorter to fulfill said request. He assumes it's nothing but a request and he's going to end up falling at this rate with the way Dick's moving but he doesn't care, actually. He doesn't care and his hand's trying to keep up but leaves Dick's own hand to do most of the work, focusing on the mounting pressure and pleasure that's wound tight in his core.
The sound of his name doesn't help and there's a soft sort of growl as he kisses at his throat again and down to his shoulders, still panting in his ear and mumbling his own nonsensical string of words. Praises, of course, because he knows what gets to Dick the fastest, little things to remind him exactly how they got here and what they're doing.
His own orgasm almost catches him by surprise though, but his hand in Dick's hair tightens and his back arches, hips moving forward once more to bury himself as deep as possible. He's shaky and sweaty and his vision blurs just a second but his hand continues to move, picking up the pace now to finish Dick off. He's not pulling out yet either, but he settles for a few shallow thrusts. He's helping, probably.]
[ Incredibly, through all of that, it's junpei keeping up the shallow thrusts that seems to finally get dick. or maybe the combination of everything? either way, it's not too long before dick himself is coming, making a mess of both their chests and hands as he bucks up one last time with another loud moan before finally uncrossing his legs from junpei's back, though he keeps an arm up as if to drag him down with him-- or keep him in, or both? he's not thinking that much about it, just wants to keep some kind of touch.
they're going to be a sweaty, sticky pile in about a second, basically. ]
[It's a mess and it's gonna be gross in about .5 seconds but he lets himself be held in place. He bends just enough to brush a kiss over Dick's face, wherever he can reach, and while he doesn't pull out just yet he does pull his own hand out from between them to lick it clean. He's also grabbing Dick's hand to do the same and he vaguely wonders what the hell's gotten into him but he knows enough.
But unfortunately that's about the most of his energy and he kind of just flops onto Dick's chest, catching his breath and eyes fluttering shut.]
[ the noise that dick lets out as he watches junpei lick both their hands clean can only be considered a low whine, and it seems to take dick himself by surprise if the sudden deeper flush to his face is any say. he seems to be more than fine with junpei flopping on him and not pulling out, though. he's said before he enjoys the feeling and he meant it.
the question though. dick has to think about it, though the look on his face is nothing but tired amusement that junpei's that competitive. ]
[The smirk that appears should say enough about how Junpei feels regarding that sound. He doesn't pull out and won't for a short time, focusing on shifting just enough to press his ear to Dick's chest. A heartbeat. That's what he's looking for to just kind of tune into.
And then a hand (the clean one) comes up to lightly bat Dick in the cheek.]
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Like that'd be the weirdest thing we've ever said to each other. [I hate you. Anyway, it's fine because it's easy and natural and he's immediately darting away from that thought while he pull back enough for a shallow thrust, seemingly figuring something out before settling on a pace even with his fingers combing the side of Dick's hair. Is his balance getting better? He's maybe been figuring it out.] I told you I work well with impulse, so asking also sometimes defeats the point anyway.
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Point was you didn't exactly say much. Tough I guess that works for your needs? [ he's tilting his head into the touch, rolling his hips to match junpei's pace. his hair's definitely on the side of shaggy, falling into his eyes a bit at this angle, but dick doesn't even care. speaking of needs, dick's doing nothing for his own right now, maybe liking the feel of junpei inside of him too much to bother ]
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Maybe it does, maybe it doesn't. You of all people know sometimes it's not always easy to ask for things.
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Think I've had to ask for like-- most of the stuff we've done. [ it's wry, and he punctuates it with a roll of his hips. he's starting to consider flipping them over, half-mindedly, even as he tries to kiss junpei's jaw as the guy plays with his hair. ] Keep trying to get you to just-- to just... [ he loses track a bit, frowning, digging his heels in the small of junpei's back. ] tell me what you want.
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And if it was something you didn't want to give me? What then? [The tone is casual and almost a joke, but there's something in his face he can't quite get rid of fast enough. It's a very real question even as he pushes Dick's hair up a little out of his eyes.]
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... You know the worst I could do is say that's not my kink, right? [ it's a light joke, because dick's trying to keep the other stupid reflex he had at junpei's look out of his mouth, so he hides his face a bit with the pretense of biting lightly at junpei's collarbone. it still comes out anyway: ] Not a whole lot I don't wanna give you anyway.
[ haha, god, this is why barbara wouldn't date him. he's so stupid. ]
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What if they just don't talk, ever. What if he focuses on picking up the speed and pulling Dick as close as possible. That's a great idea.]
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It's the same creeping sort of desperation and want that he continues to watch dangle in front of his eyes on a regular basis, but...nobody has to know that.]
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either way, it's dick's turn to be the one mumbling faint praise and fainter requests in between appreciate noises, baring his throat with ease and digging his heels in even as he rolls to try to meet junpei's new speed with stuttering breaths, the touch turning into scratches as he gets a little more desperate but still makes no move towards himself yet. at some point he starts mumbling about "want" but doesn't finish the thought, biting at his lip with his eyes closed ]
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As it is though, he's listening and abiding as well as he can, breath ragged and sweat breaking out over his back as his hands shake a little. He nips harder at Dick's throat, motions deep and harder even when he shivers under the scratches. Still, he bends just enough to bring himself as close as possible, eyes on Dick as he stares directly at him.]
Tell me what you want. [It's low and rough, not quite a demand but a question. Even with Dick's eyes closed, he'll let his tongue run up the column of his throat and wait.]
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dick's still got his eyes closed, head shaking a little at the question, swallowing when junpei licks his throat. he whines, a bit. ]
I 'unno, I just-- [ he rolls his hips again, nails gripping tight on junpei's chest, fluttering his eyes open ] Keep doing that?
[ and it's vague because it's everything, and because he's not even sure how that sentence was going to end himself ]
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I wasn't really planning on stopping. [It's a huff of laughter, but it's obvious he's starting to lose control of the situation and probably won't last much longer. It's vague because he doesn't know and instead he rolls his hips, settles just a little deeper and a hand comes back to pull at Dick's hair and tilt his head so he can continue working his teeth and mouth along his throat even if he mumbles something there that's a little too lost to hear properly.]
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Y-yeah, like that, just-- [ dick decides to bite the bullet and slides a hand in between them to grasp himself finally, immediately going into the same pace junpei is with no preamble ] Feels good?
[ it's only a question because dick's not sure why he's bothering to say it out loud ]
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Never gets old, you know? [But he laughs a little at his own joke.] Fuck...[That's to nothing in particular even as he settles for nuzzling against Dick's throat before gently pulling his earlobe with his teeth. Why not.]
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Fuck's-- what we're doing, yeah. [ it's a bit belated, but the tone's clearly teasing, even though dick pants it out ]
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Bad joke even for you...[But there's amusement there even as he lets his other free hand slip down between them. If Dick has his legs around him, Junpei uses that to balance so his hand can join Dick's on his erection, thumbing over the head and wherever Dick's hand isn't reaching. There's a deeper groan and his limbs are shaking a little from the exertion of so much movement and balance, but he keeps himself bent this way all the same. Stubbornness is the main reason he hasn't fallen apart yet.]
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Fuck me .[ and it's hard to tell if it's an expletive or a request, even though it'd be a fulfilled one, but either way the arch his back attempts to make probably is not helping with junpei's balance issues. Whatever else he was going to say is lost in the litany of mumbled "yeah, like that", and at least one whined out "junpei" ]
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The sound of his name doesn't help and there's a soft sort of growl as he kisses at his throat again and down to his shoulders, still panting in his ear and mumbling his own nonsensical string of words. Praises, of course, because he knows what gets to Dick the fastest, little things to remind him exactly how they got here and what they're doing.
His own orgasm almost catches him by surprise though, but his hand in Dick's hair tightens and his back arches, hips moving forward once more to bury himself as deep as possible. He's shaky and sweaty and his vision blurs just a second but his hand continues to move, picking up the pace now to finish Dick off. He's not pulling out yet either, but he settles for a few shallow thrusts. He's helping, probably.]
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they're going to be a sweaty, sticky pile in about a second, basically. ]
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But unfortunately that's about the most of his energy and he kind of just flops onto Dick's chest, catching his breath and eyes fluttering shut.]
...so I won the challenge, right?
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the question though. dick has to think about it, though the look on his face is nothing but tired amusement that junpei's that competitive. ]
... Don't remember begging. [ well. pot, kettle. ]
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And then a hand (the clean one) comes up to lightly bat Dick in the cheek.]
Shut up, fuck me totally counts...
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dick looks offended, trying to nip at the fingers after he taps him ]
Does not. That wasn't a request-- and you were already doing it.
[ boys. is this the time. ]
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It was definitely phrased like a request and I'm counting it. So there. [It is not, considering Junpei is still inside him, but whatever.]
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