[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'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?
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 ]
[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 ]
[It's a different kind of unfair when Dick is this loud and unabashed and when his hand slips into Junpei's boxers there's a deeper groan against his mouth as he presses into Dick's hand. He, unfortunately, isn't the tease is this situation and it's why he begin moving his hand in firm and quick strokes, moving to break the kiss and go back to biting along the v of skin available to him in that shirt. There's a murmur of some kind, but he tries again with the words. ]
God you're so fucking hot like this...[He means the vocal. He likes picking up cues via sound even if it's over the top.]
[ there's a satisfied hum when junpei groans and presses into his hand, but it quickly turns into yet another moan when he picks up the pace. dick's doing his best to match, though his hand is a little more restrained by clothes than junpei and he's somehow trying to grind against both junpei's hand and his crotch at once, but then he's biting. dick's little pleased whimper at that turns into a bit of a laugh at what he says, bemused ]
Really? The lingerie's doing it for you? [ he's a detective and he ain't detecting shit tonight, is the thing, which is probably why he tilts his head a bit distracted ] Can't even ride you in these.
[ APPARENTLY HE WAS THINKING ABOUT IT AND HAS NO FILTER, alright, ]
[Never mind no filter Grayson may actually kill him. He doesn't seem to mind that Dick's hand can't move as much but with Dick trying to grind against his hand and against his lap, not to mention the combination of words, it's just about Enough for Junpei to hit a snapping point. ]
Yeah. Definitely the lingerie. [The tone is sarcastic enough that maybe Dick will pick up on it (he figures he won't) and he won't lie that it's partially true anyway. Still, he licks at his chest before staring up at him with dark eyes.] Pretty sure there's an easy solution to that...but someone wanted clothed sex. Too bad.
[ dick does pick up on it, and Junpei can probably see the thoughtful look on his face as he tries to figure out what he's doing different junpei likes. while yeah still doing the grinding thing, so how much he can actually think is up in the air.
he tries and flicks his wrist a certain way as he pumps, making a noise of discontent... but then he perks up and-- uses his other hand to rummage through junpei's pocket with no issue about privacy, going for where he knows junpei keeps the lube. they have had too much sex. ]
Quick tip about clothed sex: still counts if it's only mostly clothed. [ dick says that with little doubt even though he has no way to know this for sure, leaning forward and licking a stripe at Junpei's throat with a pleased hum ]
[Not much, but given the hand at his waist moves to grope his ass again Junpei's not really helping him with the think department either. There's an intrigued sort of noise when Dick changes the way his hand moves, but there's also a brief sound of surprise when Dick's just reaching straight into his pockets. Lube and condom are definitely in there because at this rate, yeah, they have had too much sex, and the quippy little statement actually gets him to laugh a bit.]
You sure about that? [But he tips his head back to let Dick lick at his throat. Yes please, thanks.] Then I guess...a compromise can be made.
[ dick nips at Junpei's throat when he agrees, apparently pleased. he has to lean back a bit to sit up, erection straining his lingerie obviously-- though with junpei's hand there it probably looks even more ridiculous. he works on taking junpei's dick (ha HA my one joke) out of his pants and boxers with a satisfied noise, pouring a little lube in his hand before going back to what he was doing, palming him and pumping. now with more space.
he's wriggling again, though this time it's apparently to work off his shorts-- or, uh, well. dick has apparently decided he just needs them down his ass. yeah, that's. that's the compromise he's going for. ]
It'll work. Or we just go again if it doesn't. Don't see any downsides.
[It does, but he's still handling him from inside the lingerie and letting the fabric stretch around his knuckles. He lifts his hips to help with that process, a small sigh of relief now that he's not straining against denim because he'd have to be an idiot not to be turned on right now. Granted, he's watching Dick's hands, licking his lips while Dick's hand glides over his erection and he follows the movements.
The shorts slip and Junpei just shakes his head.]
You really think you'll have enough energy for a round two, huh?
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Also shut up, it's probably a kink but...he's right. He does this quite a bit, though that may be why.]
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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 ]
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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.]
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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.) ]
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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?
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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?
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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.]
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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 ]
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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.
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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. ]
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[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?
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Where do you think I'm gonna go?
[ it's maybe meant as a joke, but he sounds almost genuinely curious for a second ]
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...bingo appointments. [It's not what he's thinking but he's edging this back toward joking than not.] Where else?
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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?
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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.]
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The conversation can disappear into the void, just like his better judgment.]
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Also not quite what he meant by unfair grayson but good try ]
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God you're so fucking hot like this...[He means the vocal. He likes picking up cues via sound even if it's over the top.]
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Really? The lingerie's doing it for you? [ he's a detective and he ain't detecting shit tonight, is the thing, which is probably why he tilts his head a bit distracted ] Can't even ride you in these.
[ APPARENTLY HE WAS THINKING ABOUT IT AND HAS NO FILTER, alright, ]
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Yeah. Definitely the lingerie. [The tone is sarcastic enough that maybe Dick will pick up on it (he figures he won't) and he won't lie that it's partially true anyway. Still, he licks at his chest before staring up at him with dark eyes.] Pretty sure there's an easy solution to that...but someone wanted clothed sex. Too bad.
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he tries and flicks his wrist a certain way as he pumps, making a noise of discontent... but then he perks up and-- uses his other hand to rummage through junpei's pocket with no issue about privacy, going for where he knows junpei keeps the lube. they have had too much sex. ]
Quick tip about clothed sex: still counts if it's only mostly clothed. [ dick says that with little doubt even though he has no way to know this for sure, leaning forward and licking a stripe at Junpei's throat with a pleased hum ]
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You sure about that? [But he tips his head back to let Dick lick at his throat. Yes please, thanks.] Then I guess...a compromise can be made.
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he's wriggling again, though this time it's apparently to work off his shorts-- or, uh, well. dick has apparently decided he just needs them down his ass. yeah, that's. that's the compromise he's going for. ]
It'll work. Or we just go again if it doesn't. Don't see any downsides.
[ well. at least he's confident about that? ]
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The shorts slip and Junpei just shakes his head.]
You really think you'll have enough energy for a round two, huh?
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