[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?
[ dick actually pauses at that. just. straight up stops moving for a second. ]
... Yes. I like having sex with you.
[ it's said like dick thinks that was a very stupid thing to question when the reality is IT'S A GOOD THING THIS BITCH IS YOUNG WITH A LOT OF STAMINA?? and also that he should definitely question it as well, drunk baby bat. as it is, dick resumes all movements with a little pleased moan when he catches sight of junpei's hand around him still in the shorts, like he'd? forgotten? Either way, his hips can't up a little because he's taking some of the extra lube he'd poured on his hand and junpei's length with his free hand, and it's very apparent he seems determined to do this by himself as he reaches behind himself with a stifled groan ]
I would hope so considering how often this happens. [But he's just letting it go and he's busy monitoring this drunk baby bat even as he kisses at his face again and works his hand. He's also watching Dick's hand though and there's a short laugh as his hand leaves Dick's hair to try and grab his wrist.]
You're going to hurt yourself. [But he's still laughing as he says this, like he's amused and he also doesn't believe it. The fact he doesn't take Dick's wrist says enough, and...maybe he wants to watch.]
[ he takes it as a challenge. just. straight up shoots a Look at junpei (still. working him, and he maybe should stop that at some point if he actually wants them to reach), pointedly lifting his leg from underneath him, boot and all, so that it rests out next to junpei's head. what is this meant to prove. that he's very flexible? he sure is proving that. The lingerie is kinda straining at that movement because of how it's awkwardly bunched under his ass, but it's fine. It worked. ]
Hurt myself, s'like you don't know me. [ it's huffy even though with this new. bafflingly weird angle where dick kinda has to lean his weight on one side more now, junpei can clearly see dick's fingers disappearing inside himself-- two at once because, again, he has just been challenged and he is The Worst ]
[Luckily Dick's movements of his hand aren't enough to make Junpei lose control of himself and he's built up enough stamina over the last few weeks to make it work. Instead, he's watching Dick bend and turns to face the leg next to his head before eyeing Dick again, the lingerie bending and Junpei reaching forward to drag it down the front, too. It can rest on his thighs, it's fine.
The problem is there's definitely a whine of want while he's watching Dick work himself, hand moving a little faster and shaking his head.]
You're gonna be the death of me someday. [It's murmured, but he's So Here For This it's kind of ridiculous.]
[ dick is clearly getting off on being watched (hold your shocked gasps), moaning a little as he moves his fingers in and out himself with no particular rhyme or reason, adding a third after basically no time at all. he's grinding back like it can make him go deeper. on the other hand (literally), he's doing a fantastic job keeping his pace on junpei, so, multi-tasking is not the problem here. his breath comes out harsh and unsteady, but it doesn't stop the cheeky grin on his face at Junpei's words. ]
Did you know-- [ and dick has to bite back a whine as he arches a bit at his own ministrations. ] -- in France, they call an orgasm-- la petite mort. The little death.
[Is this because Dick didn't get to his his exhibitionism square? Is this why Junpei must suffer? It's not suffering, really, because his lips are parted and he's trying to steady his breathing even as he's busy watching all of this and pressing up into Dick's hand. His pace over Dick's erection is almost downright leisurely to pace themselves, but he narrows his eyes almost playfully when Dick drops that fact on him, fingers brushing the underside of his balls in response.]
I'm not surprised you know that, but thanks. Real sexy, Grayson. [But he's still nipping at his jaw.] Mm...let go, I need--stop for a sec. [His patience has apparently worn thin because he's digging into his pocket for the condom that Dick probably left there in haste of grabbing the lube.]
[ dick's laughing at his reaction until he straight up whines when junpei brushes against him, head tilted back. he lets go when junpei asks, though he doesn't stop fucking himself, bringing his hand to his mouth and biting down on a finger to muffle himself a bit. also yea dick totally forgot the condom and if junpei hadn't gone for it he would have just. went raw. this is how they finally get demon stds again. ]
[He straight-up drops the condom on his thigh so that he can pull Dick's finger out of his mouth. Haha. Nah. It's fine though because Junpei is Responsible (#debatable) and with that taken care of he's already busy opening yet another foil packet and making a mental note to shove another one in his pants later. He continues working Dick with his hand but after a moment he looks up again and lets his free hand trail up from his ass in the line of his spine.]
C'mere. [Also sort of asking for what he wants, but Dick put the idea in his head and now he can't get rid of it until it's done. His hands move to try and pull Dick's fingers out and guide him forward to settle over him again. It's fine. This couch is definitely big enough for this.]
[ dick makes a noise of protest when junpei pulls his finger away but doesn't try to put it back, gripping at the arm of the loveseat with that hand instead. also did you know dick's leg is still up on the couch next to junpei's head. it's probably the only reason they haven't fallen off yet. but while the angle was fine for dick fucking into himself he has to reposition himself for what he wants, moving his leg back so he's kneeling around junpei again. for the rest, he lets junpei move him with a choked out moan, and-- ]
Please--
[ well. he wasn't kidding when he said he hadn't been begging last time. he's almost too impatient, grinding directly against junpei's length this time, as if he could just magically slip in if dick was determined enough, one hand gripping the couch still and the other grabbing at junpei's shirt. it's unclear if it's because he's worked himself to an edge or if this was just his reaction to junpei even remotely asking for him. possibly both. ]
[The amount of times I think of how often I hate them and their bullshit has increased. As it is, he's wriggling a little to give Dick space to knee over him, hands still firmly gripping his hips and his ass and there's a mumble of "Jesus christ, Dick" when Dick begs for it.
Definitely, definitely going to be the death of him. Of course, he doesn't exactly help along just yet, letting Dick grind over him and smirking just a little at something only he seems to be aware of. Dick's balancing enough for both of them which is why one hand takes his own length to start guiding himself in and the other trails up Dick's chest, fingers dipping into the spaces where the strings wind together up until he reaches Dick's chin. He holds his jaw there for a few moments, thumb smoothing over his cheek before he pulls his head down enough to kiss him.]
...you did good. [He explains nothing about what that means but he's also not giving Dick the chance to ask before slipping into him as Dick rolls himself back.]
[ dick kisses like he's desperate, which, well, yeah, not a big shock by now, and when junpei moves back to talk he can see dick's eyes, dark, and a strange expression crosses his face-- he opens his mouth to say something but it just turns into a broken moan when junpei slides in and he hides himself in the crook of junpei's neck, head shaking back and forth even as he mumbles out little "yeses" and "please", still.
regardless of all that, he's moving immediately, because he said he'd ride junpei and he meant it, rolling his hips to set the pace slowly at first. ]
[He's not sure how to read that look but it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter because Dick's mumbling in his ear and it's actually taking a bit of restraint on his part not to just flip them over and pound into it. He knows that Dick wants certain things, and it's not like he's opposed to sitting back and letting this happen, but there's a low groan of approval when he feels Dick sink down over him and lets his eyes close.
His hand's back up into Dick's hair though, threaded at the base of his scalp and pulling a little harder than usual.
He thinks about saying something, but...nah. He'll just wait and see if Dick picks up the pace himself, and if not Junpei has a few aces up his sleeve.]
[ dick stays at that slow pace for now, still clinging to junpei's shirt with one hand. he licks and bites the spot he's in with more restraint than before, as if he's suddenly decided to calm down now that he's getting to do what he wanted. or maybe he's aware of just how close he is and wants it to last longer, who knows.
though at the pull-- he groans in approval, like he wants junpei to be rough even when he, personally, is being mellow ]
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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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... Yes. I like having sex with you.
[ it's said like dick thinks that was a very stupid thing to question when the reality is IT'S A GOOD THING THIS BITCH IS YOUNG WITH A LOT OF STAMINA?? and also that he should definitely question it as well, drunk baby bat. as it is, dick resumes all movements with a little pleased moan when he catches sight of junpei's hand around him still in the shorts, like he'd? forgotten? Either way, his hips can't up a little because he's taking some of the extra lube he'd poured on his hand and junpei's length with his free hand, and it's very apparent he seems determined to do this by himself as he reaches behind himself with a stifled groan ]
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I would hope so considering how often this happens. [But he's just letting it go and he's busy monitoring this drunk baby bat even as he kisses at his face again and works his hand. He's also watching Dick's hand though and there's a short laugh as his hand leaves Dick's hair to try and grab his wrist.]
You're going to hurt yourself. [But he's still laughing as he says this, like he's amused and he also doesn't believe it. The fact he doesn't take Dick's wrist says enough, and...maybe he wants to watch.]
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Hurt myself, s'like you don't know me. [ it's huffy even though with this new. bafflingly weird angle where dick kinda has to lean his weight on one side more now, junpei can clearly see dick's fingers disappearing inside himself-- two at once because, again, he has just been challenged and he is The Worst ]
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The problem is there's definitely a whine of want while he's watching Dick work himself, hand moving a little faster and shaking his head.]
You're gonna be the death of me someday. [It's murmured, but he's So Here For This it's kind of ridiculous.]
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Did you know-- [ and dick has to bite back a whine as he arches a bit at his own ministrations. ] -- in France, they call an orgasm-- la petite mort. The little death.
[ the more you know! ]
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I'm not surprised you know that, but thanks. Real sexy, Grayson. [But he's still nipping at his jaw.] Mm...let go, I need--stop for a sec. [His patience has apparently worn thin because he's digging into his pocket for the condom that Dick probably left there in haste of grabbing the lube.]
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C'mere. [Also sort of asking for what he wants, but Dick put the idea in his head and now he can't get rid of it until it's done. His hands move to try and pull Dick's fingers out and guide him forward to settle over him again. It's fine. This couch is definitely big enough for this.]
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Please--
[ well. he wasn't kidding when he said he hadn't been begging last time. he's almost too impatient, grinding directly against junpei's length this time, as if he could just magically slip in if dick was determined enough, one hand gripping the couch still and the other grabbing at junpei's shirt. it's unclear if it's because he's worked himself to an edge or if this was just his reaction to junpei even remotely asking for him. possibly both. ]
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Definitely, definitely going to be the death of him. Of course, he doesn't exactly help along just yet, letting Dick grind over him and smirking just a little at something only he seems to be aware of. Dick's balancing enough for both of them which is why one hand takes his own length to start guiding himself in and the other trails up Dick's chest, fingers dipping into the spaces where the strings wind together up until he reaches Dick's chin. He holds his jaw there for a few moments, thumb smoothing over his cheek before he pulls his head down enough to kiss him.]
...you did good. [He explains nothing about what that means but he's also not giving Dick the chance to ask before slipping into him as Dick rolls himself back.]
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regardless of all that, he's moving immediately, because he said he'd ride junpei and he meant it, rolling his hips to set the pace slowly at first. ]
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His hand's back up into Dick's hair though, threaded at the base of his scalp and pulling a little harder than usual.
He thinks about saying something, but...nah. He'll just wait and see if Dick picks up the pace himself, and if not Junpei has a few aces up his sleeve.]
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though at the pull-- he groans in approval, like he wants junpei to be rough even when he, personally, is being mellow ]
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