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[biting his arm to quell the soft moan that drags out of him, he grabs onto your sides firmly, pushing towards the bed with a jerk of his head.

... hopefully not accidentally bumping heads with yours in an unfun manner]

[laughs and lets you walk him back, dragging you down onto the bed on your side with him, his hands dragging over your bare chest]

[on all fours above you without much delay, sly grin gracing his features. One hand threads into your hair, slow and wending. He leans down to kiss your neck, and silently reflects on how well things go when neither of us words

why do we ever words]

[your face is so annoying sometimes i just have to tell you]

[he hisses, raking slow nails down your back before he reaches in to slide light fingertips down from your navel, tracing lightly before he tugs at the fastenings of your pants]

[uh no your face is the most annoying

sucking at your skin with enthusiasm, but no hurry, he is going to take his time with you because healing begins and ends with intense lengthy lovemaking or so he is to believe

there's a heavy breath right below your ear when your fingers ghost low, and he grins against your skin, sucking hard and dragging his teeth against you]

[sucks in a sharp breath against your ear and yanks your pants open, pushing them down your hips and tipping you over onto your back to look down at you, smirking as he slides a hand flat down your belly]

[there is a displaced WHUMPH and a sullen look up at you, but it quickly fades as he just pulls your face close to his for more claiming kisses, hands then roaming your bare top, nails skimming down your sides]

[smirks harder against your mouth as he rubs a palm over you, your bare skin hot against his, but he doesn't wrap his fingers around you, just touches lightly, teasing you]

[he shudders against you and lips at your jawline, his own hands sliding to work your pants down, taking his time while he still has the good sense to. he does let his head fall back, eyes half-lidded, reaching out tentatively with a murmured, soft word]

Daiki.

[laughs into your ear, nipping at it as he teases callused fingertips over the head of your cock]

Tsukasa. Is there something you want? [innocently]

[breathing out slow and carefully metered, whole body shuddering below yours. His hands bare your hips, slide into your jeans and he pulls you towards him]

Yes. Wanna guess what it is? [turning his head to the side to nip at your face and kiss, his voice low and husky]

Maybe I'll just wait for you to use your words like an adult. [wraps his fingers around you but doesn't stroke, just rolling his thumb teasingly around the head of your cock in slow circles]

It's you I want. [there it is, soft and easy, his eyes meeting yours. Your pants are coming down, also, while his hips push up nice and easy against your hand. His cock pulses, throbs involuntarily, but your touch always does this much to him]

Edited 2012-11-02 06:43 (UTC)

[his eyes narrow warily but he just ducks down to bite at your pulse, tightening his fingers around you]

[the issue isn't pressed, and he gives a soft noise when your teeth sink in on his skin, a low hiss. Hands roam over your skin, one caressing over your hip and the other slipping up, over the back of your head and into your hair]

[shudders as your fingers slide over the nape of his neck, dragging his teeth slowly over your collarbone]

[god this is like pulling teeth, but his hand curls and he groans soft, dragging nails back down over that spot that makes you shudder]

Please.

[laughs, low and wicked, squeezing you slowly]

Please what?

Fuck. You love this, don't you? [that last bit's under his breath, but his cock throbs in response, jerking against your hand. licking his lips, and swallowing hard, before he lifts up a bit on his elbows to get closer to you, so he can say this low in his throat.]

Let me give you what we both want. I want to make you come, Daiki.

[that sends a shock of heat down his spine and he bites at your shoulder to disguise it, his breath hitching as he turns his head to brush his lips against your ear]

I want you to suck me. [his voice challenging, his hand still moving against you]

[there's a muffled grunt and a jerk when you bite, but he sighs out low, and swallows, humming low.]

Sure. Don't expect me to swallow, though. [bravado!! his hand kneads at your neck, before he sits up on his elbows, watching you. He will take this on his back because too lazy to flip around and over and stuff]

[no what]

[you weren't supposed to... agree]

[he actually stares at you for a few seconds before he shifts off you, his breath shaking a little and clearly off-balance as he sits back against the headboard, shoving his pants farther down so he can kick them off]

Fine then, come on. [still looking like he doesn't really believe you]

[wow kinda

recognizing he set you off kilter for a minute. tiny smirk sneaks on his face before he rolls over onto his elbows and comes up to meet you, all slow and easy--kissing your face, first, though, a soft, wet kiss to your lips before he drags down, simultaneously teasing and easing himself into this, no need to rush. Slow, affectionate kisses to your collarbone and chest, hands planted in the mattress, eyes shifting up to yours every few seconds]

[bites his lower lip and shudders, his eyes sliding nearly shut as he curses himself for showing you'd surprised him, one hand twining in your hair and pushing down softly, his grip tightening]

[going down with your push, but he dodges your cock to sink low and kiss up the very inside of your thigh, pushing your legs apart with gentle hands, before he leans in, pressing his tongue flat against the head of your cock, a slow lap]