crashout | DICK;

[ any amount of fluffing his hair at this point makes it fall a bit into dick's eyes, but dick ignores that to nuzzle into junpei's throat a bit, mumbling ]

Can do one of yours, one of mine. Don't mind.

[ pliable really is the word for it, though; he's always flexible, but with the alcohol in his system he's loose and fluid in an entirely different way ]

[Good. It's fine. He also is fine with the nuzzle and sighs to himself.]

You really just want me to fuck you in this outfit, don't you...[But he lets his arms wind around Dick to continue with the light touches.] I've got a line I'm trying to clear, but that'd be two of mine.

Want something good to come out of wearing this. Felt weird.

[ it's a little more honest than he meant, probably, and he bites at the juncture of junpei's neck and shoulder as if he's to blame for dick being a talkative drunk. he hums in thought, though ]

Two?

[He wants to answer, but Dick bites him and there's a slight groan as he tilts his head to the side. Rude.]

Yeah, two. [Of which he does not say yet.] ...you shouldn't feel that weird, actually. It's pretty hot on you. [Junpei's not even drunk but he's banking on Dick maybe just accepting this and letting it go.]

[ dick licks a stripe of junpei's neck when he tilts his head to the side, only half-paying attention. he blinks a bit at the comment. ]

Not worried about that. Just... kind of whelming to wear. [ he nods like that makes sense, but then seems to finally catch the compliment: ] But thanks. Glad you think I'm hot. [ the words no duh should be making an appearance in the sky right at this moment. also, if he thought dick was easily distracted when drunk, he'd be wrong: ] What's the two?

[Like always, he shivers.] You could've picked something else then. [He's not gonna ask, and he just makes a face because wow. Instead of replying though, he just uses one hand to thread into Dick's hair and pull a little, followed by moving his head enough to gently bite the tip of his nose.]

Guess.

This line's easiest.

[ and that's all the reasoning he needs, apparently, dick lets himself be pulled off but is clearly pouting about it until junpei nips at his nose, and then he's humming in realization and amusement both ]

Does it count as a kink if you do it all the time?

[ dick is just as bad, but before junpei can point it out he surges forward enough to kiss him again, ignoring the way it pulls at his scalp slightly ]

[He's about to say "definitely meant a different outfit" but Dick's kissing him again and there's no reason to say anything at all. His mouth moves easily enough and he leans back against the sofa, a pleased moan muffled there as his hand pulls at Dick's hair a little harder for a test. His free hand still rests on Dick's ass, a firm grip there as he bites at Dick's lower lip in response. This is fine by him.

Also shut up, it's probably a kink but...he's right. He does this quite a bit, though that may be why.]

[ he absolutely could've used a different outfit, but Junpei seems to like this one so it works out? it is a good thing this conversation isn't happening out loud.

Dick's got both arms on either side of the couch, still, wriggling a bit in his spot on junpei's lap through the kiss. pliable, loose and restless, apparently. that describes both dick and his current make-out technique; he licks wherever junpei bites, nipping back himself. the lingerie shorts do very little to hide that he's getting turned on very easily by this. He's trying to speak through the make out at one point; ]

You can pull and bite harder than that.

[ the tone is earnest but it's betrayed by the sharp twist of dick's smirk ]

[Dick should never judge things based on what Junpei might like tbh. Still, the wriggling doesn't help and there's a low "ah" at that, but when Dick stops moving around he lets his mouth move equally loose. The shorts really aren't doing much and maybe it's a little stupid that he's very proud of this turn of events, but then Dick talks and Junpei smirks right back.]

Are you reminding me or asking me? [But he doesn't wait for a reply before he pulls a little harder on Dick's hair to tilt his head back to bite at the space under his chin.]

[ dick makes a noise of approval at the tugging, eyes half-lidded ]

Both. [ he says it shamelessly, swallowing when junpei bites at his throat. the pause in wriggling was only temporary reprieve, apparently, as now that he's settled properly dick has no qualms in grinding against junpei while in his lap, humming a bit of the same song from earlier as he crosses his arms behind junpei's neck loosely. (feel free to pick your favorite jmac song.) ]

[I hate this. You ever think about how Right Where You Want Me also fits this. Anyway. It's fine, he doesn't mind because Dick's grinding against him and there's a shaky kind of gasp even as he tilts his hips up against him. He's moving his mouth away from Dick's throat to more or less settle for a harder, bruising bite at one of his pecs where the v of his shirt opens, his other hand joining the first in Dick's hair. He doesn't speak, settled for leaving a mark or two or three while twisting his leg to try and wrap around Dick's waist to pull him closer.

He pulls back and sees the outline of his teeth on Dick's skin, tongue flat as he licks over it carefully.]

You ever consider...how unfair you are?

[ you're right so to all who will actually read these threads (why) this is now the official background music for this kink bingo fill

Dick lets himself be pulled closer, not bothering to stop his grinding at all. He's even more vocal than usual, little noises at the marks and a loud moan of approval at the bite, and he doesn't seem all there when junpei's licking at it. ]

... Huh? [ it's slow and dumb, but it's barely been any time at all and he already looks debauched thanks to the lingerie; junpei's bite mark a stark contrast to his (ridiculously) pale skin, bruises on his neck and his hair all over the place from the pulling. he licks his lips, thinking over the question ] ... S'this about?

[More vocal is still something he can get behind, the moan allowing him to nip again as he continues working his teeth against Dick's throat. Still, he hears the question and he leans back to get a good look at him, letting the look on his face waver between wanting and amused. Those seem to be the major emotions that crop up lately, and his hands push Dick's hair back again, tugging just a little harder as he gives a slight smile.]

It's nothing. [He pulls again, rocking up under the grinding and letting a hand come down to hold Dick's hip again, fingers sliding into the free spaces between string and lingerie.]

[ free space is right-- not that there was any way he could've been wearing underwear unless he'd decided to invest in a thong, but he's definitely not wearing anything under there. junpei can probably tell. even through the approving noises he keeps making at the teeth and the tugging and his continuing grind, there's a half-frown on his face ]

No-- how am I unfair? [ it's a little more lucid, because he's drunk, not gone, and he doesn't like being dodged, especially when he still feels like he missed something earlier. he tugs at junpei's hair himself ]

[Good. Easier for him, because his fingers are resting on Dick's thigh under the shorts and even when he asks and pulls Junpei's hair, there's a murmur of pleasure even as he shakes his head a little.]

Secret. [He's teasing him, but sometimes Junpei's an asshole. It means he looks at Dick again before he sits forward to kiss him lightly.] You are...something else. And sort of a huge tease sometimes.

[ dick licks at his lips after junpei's kissed him, looking very much like he wants to go for another one, but this conversation feels. well, not important, but something. there's a pleased grin somehow at being called a tease? though it turns a bit sheepish after a second as he remembers the context ]

I like teasing. Banter, plus added sexuality. [ no one asked for your definition, grayson? but he shrugs, because junpei had related it to him being unfair, so: ] Sorry?

[ he doesn't sound especially sorry. ]

Somehow I'm not sure about that. [But he's rewarding him with another kiss so who knows if he's actually annoyed.] I guess I don't mind when it's like this?

[He maybe does not want to talk about this suddenly, so his fingers slide to dip between Dick's thighs. ] ...stay for a while, at least?

[ dick's blink is slow and measured, and he doesn't answer immediately, simply moves forward to kiss junpei, soft and pliant on top of him, licking into his mouth. after a bit he's murmuring, though: ]

Where do you think I'm gonna go?

[ it's maybe meant as a joke, but he sounds almost genuinely curious for a second ]

[His fingers grip just a little tighter but he settles for kissing until he realizes he has to answer.]

...bingo appointments. [It's not what he's thinking but he's edging this back toward joking than not.] Where else?

[ dick licks his own lips, and they're close enough he's just licking junpei's, too. the comment strikes him as absurd, because he's a little drunk ]

Don't have any. [ in a very "duh??" Tone ] So-- not going anywhere. [ a beat and-- he makes a face ] Have we had this conversation before?

[He scrunches up his nose a bit when Dick ends up licking his lips but it's. Fine. Instead, he looks him straight in the eye and realizes he really doesn't want to say what he wants so he shrugs.]

Nope. [Because, in a way, they haven't. At least not this specific version of this conversation and Junpei's already established that this ship has made him a little crazy, so he shakes his head and decides...to do something else.]

Kiss me? [A test, sort of, to see what Dick will do and to go back to what things were before.]

[ dick doesn't hesitate at the question, surging for it despite the lack of distance, mostly because it's one of very few times junpei's just outright asked for something and even his drunk brain can see that. It's eager and-- yeah, sloppy still, though in the back of his mind dick knows it's just a change of subject, but it's maybe not a conversation he should be having when he's so ... distractible. ]

[Maybe it's a little deceptive to know that there was a good chance Dick would jump at the chance to fulfill an actual request, but simultaneously it's what he wants at the moment. Somehow it doesn't get old even on a sex cruise from hell surrounded by demons. Kissing is still one of his favorite things, and he doesn't even mind that it's a little sloppy. He's letting his mouth bite into the kiss and the hand in Dick's shorts wraps around him near the base, touching just enough as he pulls at some of the longer hair at the back of Dick's head.

The conversation can disappear into the void, just like his better judgment.]

[ there's a shameless moan into the kiss when junpei takes him in hand, and dick rolls his hips in encouragement. his lingering thoughts about the conversation get stuck on one word and he brings his hands down to junpei's waist, deftly unzipping his jeans and sticking a hand down his boxers, thumbing the head with a pleased sort of noise. annoyingly vocal when drunk.

Also not quite what he meant by unfair grayson but good try ]

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