It's when my boyfriend wears one of my shirts, whether it fits him right or not, cause I've ruined one of his in some form. Cause I like seein him in somethin of mine, cause it means he's mine.
[Licking at Kinjou's mouth as he says that, letting him pull his hand out just so he can push the fabric of those pants down and snake his fingers along the waistband of Kinjou's underwear now, Arakita lowers his gaze to watching his mouth instead, even if he's grinning at how needy he's being. He knows, don't rush him, he wants to enjoy this and he wants to let him enjoy it too.]
I'm helpin, I don't know what you're talking about.
[He seems to almost be struck silent, incapable of finding a reply to what Arakita's just said but in quick time Kinjou merely smiles as a quiet huff of a laugh leaves him before his nose brushes against Arakita's.]
You don't have to put me in your clothing. I'm already yours. [Kinjou cups a hand against Arakita's cheek and leans in for a deep kiss, uncaring of how his glasses press uncomfortably against the bridge of his nose. His grip loosens on Arakita's wrist, fingers gliding over his arm to his elbow, up to his shoulder where he squeezes it tight and curls his fingers into the fabric of his shirt so Arakita can press flush against him, feel that hardness underneath his underwear.]
[Reaching up with his free hand to neatly pluck Kinjou's glasses off his face, pushing them up over his forehead and then taking them away to set them on the table near the bed, Arakita does it all without turning his head away from Kinjou's deep kiss. Not even for a second. Taking a step in to easily bring himself closer, to curl his other arm around Kinjou's hip and pull him flush to his body and purr against his mouth about that hardness he definitely feels, Arakita pushes at his underwear now.
He wants to do more, so much more, but with a little push then, Arakita guides Kinjou to take a seat so he can bend over him and press wetter kisses down his neck, reaching to run both hands up and down his thighs.]
[Whatever Arakita does, Kinjou follows, and once he feels the edge of the bed bump against the back of his knees he immediately takes a seat, hands gripping at Arakita's shoulders and lifting his head to give him more room to lay those kisses all over him. His legs part wider, breath hitching as he takes in a quick breath before speaking up in an airy tone.]
It's a bit unfair for me to be the only one like this, isn't it? [Meaning his state of undress while Arakita stands before him completely clothed, focusing more on touching his body instead of getting equally naked. His fingers curl into the back of his shirt, lifting the fabric slightly in a definite gesture that he would like it off. He wants everything off.]
[Exhaling a pleased sound at that tug he feels, the way his shirt drags up his back briefly, Arakita presses his weight onto his hands, resting them on Kinjou's legs as he shrugs his shoulders and rolls his back lightly - go ahead, peel his shirt off him like that, just hold onto it and he can move to get rid of it.]
[He could at least get started a little faster... is what Kinjou would like to say, but he'd rather not appear so damn eager, and so he merely stays silent and begins tugging off Arakita's shirt, pulling it up and over his head then allowing it to stay bunched at his shoulders. He leans in to press a kiss to his ear as he tugs the fabric down his shoulders and arms and lets go so Arakita can take care of getting rid of it, his hands already moving to all that bared skin as he drapes his arms over his shoulders and ghosts fingertips across his back.]
[Letting Kinjou draw his shirt over his head and pulling back to slide it past his ears, Arakita dips in again without shaking it off his arms just yet to kiss him plainly, lapping at his lips and nipping, kissing light and short but with a growing hunger. Leaning in to press his hands up higher, lifting them off Kinjou's legs then and dropping that shirt aside, he pushes to press Kinjou down to the mattress and wetly kiss along his neck up to his ear, climbing over him - and eventually sitting up, just eyeing him and licking his lips.
Just where he wants him, where he can watch him squirming because of everything he does best.]
[Falling back onto the mattress, Kinjou lets out an airy sigh as he tilts his head up to allow those lips to press down along his neck, shoulders shuddering at Arakita's breath in his ear before he pulls away and watches him, licks his lips like a starving animal and Kinjou can help but smile at the words that follow.]
I did say something about being your dinner, didn't I? [He'd pull Arakita back down for more kissing but he doesn't quite mind just laying there for a moment, hands raising over his head and stretching out over the mattress so Arakita can get a better look. That hungry gaze raking over him is enough to send shivers down his spine, making him feel like Arakita's hands are already roaming over his body even without touching him.]
[His focus sharpens even more with how Kinjou stretches like that, and Arakita cusses softly under his breath before he drops his hands to rip his own pants open - without actually tearing anything. Shucking them down to his knees, both underwear and pants and leaning in to drag his teeth across his collarbones, sucking and biting affectionately at Kinjou's skin, he presses his weight forward to push his pants off his hips and let them fall the rest of the way off.
Letting his hands roam down Kinjou's sides, tracing out his ribs and muscles and just feeling the texture of his skin, up and down and then up his chest to pinch at his nipples again, Arakita wetly kisses lazy paths from his collarbones up his neck, then down his body to suck greedy welts into his skin. He'll do more than this, but devouring him raw sounds so good right now that when he inevitably reaches a hand up to blindly look for the lube he set out, Arakita can't stand to take his mouth off him for a moment just to get it, he just drags his teeth over a pert nipple and sucks and bites on it hungrily.]
[Whatever he'd done, it must have been good, because Arakita reacts with lightening-fast speed as he shucks his pants and underwear off and proceeds to hurry along and pepper wet kisses across his stretched out body, hands wandering over his sides and chest, mouth following its own rushed trail and Kinjou's already left reeling at how frantic Arakita is moving.]
Arakita-- y-you, don't have to go so quick-- [His breath hitches at the pinch of teeth on a hard nub.] ah! Q-quickly...!
[Kinjou wants to touch him but his hands simply fist into the sheets as if holding on for dear life, squirming and arching into those frantic touches as he tries to scoot further up onto the bed, wants to squeeze his legs tight around Arakita's waits so he can grind their erections together, wants Arakita to feel just how much he wants him. He's going so fast, it's too fast, Kinjou can't come down from one high as another comes surging into him with Arakita's hungry mouth exploring and tasting every inch of him. ]
[Breathing the words out between kisses, Arakita grins against Kinjou's chest before he bats his eyes up and stares at him with an utterly wolfish look when he finally gets the lube in hand. Dragging it down to wet his fingers and reach down, teasing Kinjou with soft touches along his taint and balls and follows him when he scoots further up onto the bed, Arakita presses his middle finger against his asshole then and teases with a soft press - but he doesn't push inward. Using his other hand to push his clothes the rest of the way down and wiggle out of them, kicking them back off the bed, Arakita laves his tongue over a nipple again and purrs.]
[Even with that devilish, teasing look, Kinjou meets Arakita's gaze with something of a coy smile.]
I don't recall saying anything like that when you were ripping my clothes apart.
[But then that smile is gone the second he feels those slick fingers gliding over places Arakita's never touched him before, legs parting wider and his head tips back as he bites his lip and swallows back a noise as something presses against his hole. He can't help but clench his muscles tight, not to keep Arakita from moving in further but because he feels so sensitive, its been so long.]
I haven't, been with anyone this way... in a while...
[Arakita can take from that whatever he wants, that maybe Kinjou enjoys it because he hasn't been fucked in so long, because he's missed it, because he's genuinely wanting to feel the press of those fingers into him, wants to feel so achingly full because of Arakita's cock.]
[Pausing and staring up at Kinjou, just letting those words sink in as his fingertips still circled and teased at that pucker. He hasn't been with someone this way in a while, but in a while isn't the thing that sets his blood in motion; it's that Kinjou might actually like taking it, not just as a tease and an agreement that Arakita can do as he pleases. That wolfish grin turns sweeter when he dips his head down and he licks and bites softly along his chest down his body, and he purrs when he gently tries to push his finger inward.]
Kin-chaan... I'll remind ya just how much you like it then, and we can do it as often as you wanna.
[The change in expression on Arakita's face causes his body to immediately relax, allowing that finger to press in surprisingly easily, but the moment he speaks up again he can't help but bear down tight on that finger as heat rolls through his body. He can't help but look away just for a moment, he's too overwhelmed by that honesty, by that suggestion that he didn't think Arakita would ever give to him. In all their time together he's never thought about asking to be on the receiving end and he's never quite known why. He enjoys it, ridiculously so, and he knows from Mukuro and even Makishima just what sort of show he puts on whenever someone has him underneath them, buried deep into his body. There are so many memories going through his mind of how good it feels, how much he loses his mind from need, that he can't even handle the thought that he could just ask Arakita whenever he wants for this. To have him inside him.
Arakita shouldn't be telling him those sorts of things because he's going to want this far more often. He's going to know everything, how loud he gets, the wanton sight he turns into when his prostate is stimulated from the inside, how easily he begs for something thick and hard to fill him. Arakita isn't supposed to know, he wasn't supposed to know but now that they're here he's just too desperate to care. He really can't wait for Arakita to fuck him.]
[Wiggling his finger despite how Kinjou clamps down on it and dipping down to kiss and wetly mouth along his thigh all the way up to his knee - his bad knee - Arakita kisses over it with soft affection while his finger pushes a little deeper. In, go in, he can fit it in.]
Shhh.. you keep squeezin so tight. Are you that excited? Let me in so I can make room out of this tight ass. Y'clench a lot with just the thought that I'll do this to ya as much as you want, is that it?
[Continuing to wiggle his finger, gentle and patient for when Kinjou relaxes again, he just keeps pressing those kisses over his knee.]
[It's not difficult for him to relax at all and let that finger give way through his inner muscles, but it's those scattered kisses along his knee that have Kinjou swallowing a restrained noise and his face flushing hot. He's kissing him there, his injured knee, he's kissing him like every brush of his lips is a promise that he'll make sure to treat him well, that he won't hurt him, and he's able to read the reactions of his body so well that he doesn't even see a need to respond because Arakita already knows how much he wants him.]
You're handling this, better... than I th-thought, you would... [He's treating him so delicately. Kinjou didn't expect this at all, and while he wants to tell Arakita that he doesn't have to treat him that way he can't help but appreciate it deep down in his heart. More than feeling that finger press through his tight muscles, more than having those lips brush against sensitive skin, just having him treat him like someone he truly loves has him exhaling a quiet, almost fragile whine.] Arakita...
[Slowly getting to press his finger all the way in and wiggle it inside him, Arakita slowly draws it back and forth, in and out, working up a slow pace as he keeps those simple kisses up. Flicking his eyes up to watch Kinjou attentively when he says those words and breathes out that call of his name, he crooks his finger and twists his wrist, drawing his hand back to start pressing a second finger inward - but his mouth lifts enough to speak, this smile still settled on his face with his lips lingering over Kinjou's knee.]
Cause I'm real fond of you. I like whatever we're doin, and since I haven't gotten to return the favor for all those times you've stuffed me, now I'm gonna get to do it to you and show you how good you always make me feel, Shingo.
[He sincerely can't pinpoint just when Kinjou became so close to him, but it doesn't matter so much as that he feels good about them; they fit together well, in ways he couldn't imagine himself ever matching with before.]
[Kinjou's able to relax more easily as those kisses continue across his knee and Arakita's finger begins to move, eventually leading to a second joining in and spreading him open. Heavy breaths through his nose, restrained noises from behind tightly pressed together lips, Kinjou doesn't actually expect for Arakita to say much of anything until he actually replies and that full feeling in his heart just swells to the point that he thinks it could burst, and it along with his restraint finally does the moment he hears Arakita say his first name. His insides clench down tight around his fingers, a bead of precum leaking over the tip of his erection]
Yasutomo, kiss-- I w-want, to kiss, to kiss you, Yasutomo...! [He loves him so much, he wants to kiss him, he wants his fingers deeper in him he wants Arakita's cock inside of him, making him feel just as amazing as he always treats him in return. Hips arching up off the bed, Kinjou reaches down a shaky hand to try to grab hold of Arakita, he wants to pull him up and closer, he wants him all over his body, he wants him so badly right now.]
[Gladly pressing a last sweet smooch to his knee and shifting up, leaning into that touch when Kinjou reaches for him, Arakita keeps his hand going and his fingers pressing deeper into Kinjou up until he can't fit them any further, and then he just works them in and out at a quicker pace. Leaning in and licking affectionately up Kinjou's chest until he can reach him, Arakita kisses him hungrily as he twists his wrist with each motion then, spreading his fingers to start finally working Kinjou more open.
Soon, he'll get more into him soon, he'll get to fit his greedy dick into this nice tight hole and he'll make Kinjou feel so good!]
C'mere and kiss me, Shin-chaan. [He's teasing even as his mouth comes in close enough and Arakita keeps his own kisses short, enticing Kinjou into catching him for anything deeper. Making Kinjou have to sit up is only going to make him bear down tighter on his fingers and he doesn't care, he wants to work him wide open.]
[As soon as he's close enough Kinjou loops an arm around the back of Arakita's neck and pulls him in the rest of the way, catches his mouth and lets him start them off until he pulls away and causes his body to sing once more at that nickname. God, he needs to stop, he needs to stop saying such wonderful things to him because he's bearing down tight again against his fingers and he's rolling his hips as he spreads his legs wider, grinds himself down on those digits as he takes Arakita's mouth again right as he lets out a heady grown of Yasutomo and is already trying to explore the depths of his mouth hungrily. He wants Arakita everywhere, he wants him fucking his mouth, he wants Arakita fucking him and he needs him to hurry up and finish prepping him so they can get to the best part.]
[Purring with Kinjou looping his arm around his neck to draw him right in, Arakita easily keeps kissing him between his teases, easily sucks on his tongue and mouth and works his hand faster and faster - it isn't much longer before Arakita is slow his hand long enough to get a third finger inward, and spread all three. Speaking between heavy, wet kisses, Arakita pants his words out with a hungry tone.]
Feel that, yer openin right up, I'm gonna fill this tight body up with my cock, gonna stuff you so full that you're gonna beg me to keep goin - and I'm gonna, 'm gonna fuck you right through when you cum..! [When he's not being teased out of his own god damned mind, Arakita can't shut up, he can't possibly stop talking filthy to Kinjou - he wants him to hear every single plan he's got in mind.]
You're gonna feel so filthy and full'a cum cause I'm gonna stuff ya till you can't take anymore, you'll smell like you're mine!
[It's too much, his fingers and those filthy words washing over him is too much and Kinjou can feel precum leaking onto his stomach as his fingers dig into Arakita's shoulder, his other hand gripping tight at the sheets of the bed like he needs something to hold onto otherwise he's going to lose himself completely, he's going to break apart, Arakita's going to ruin him before he even manages to get any further and he needs him to stop. Let him breathe a moment, let him recover, his head is full of too many thoughts of Arakita stuffing him full with his cock, filling him up with his cum, fucking him through his orgasm and he needs to come, he wants to come, he wants Arakita inside him right now he wants his cock please do it now please]
Stop, stop, Ya-- Y-Yasu, tomo-- [Kinjou arches his back and grinds himself back down against those fingers right as Arakita presses in deep, nudges against that one perfect spot and his head snaps back as he just keens wildly, louder than Arakita's probably ever heard him before.]
[He stops abruptly, hand poised deep inside him still but his fingers are straight, his whole arm has paused, and he's slow about breaking his kisses to breathe and pant and just watch him with wild, hungry eyes - he's afraid he's hurting him and that's why he's calling for a stop. But he sounds so good, Kinjou sounds like he's feeling so good, why does he need him to stop?
Sucking back a little drool at just the way Kinjou's voice soared, at how it made his dick twitch hard between his legs, he waits with a patient expression despite how fucking turned on he is and how badly he wants to move his hand and fuck him, right now, but he can wait for him.]
[He's stopping, why is he stopping even though he told him to stop don't stop and Kinjou bites his lip to swallow down a disappointed whine as another rush of arousal floods through him as he hears Arakita call him by his first name again. He doesn't understand what he's doing to him, does he? He sounds so cautious and worried but there's no need for it because Kinjou's so desperate for him to keep going that he could very well yell at him to continue.]
N-no, it-- it's fine, please take it out, y-your fingers.... [His face flushes hot, he's burning up all over, he can't believe he's actually going to say this to Arakita but it's the honest truth. He wants him so badly, he needs him to keep going, as much as he'd enjoy it if he kept fucking him with his fingers and pressing against his prostate he knows that wouldn't be enough for him. He doesn't want that, he doesn't want fingers, he wants more.
Kinjou releases his hold on the sheets of the bed and reaches down to try to shove weakly at Arakita's hand between his legs.]
[He can smell the disappointment and he almost wants to laugh - he's the one who said stop, this is what stop gets him when he says it god damnit! Curling his fingers, then drawing them out and licking eagerly at Kinjou's mouth, it's the gentle pushing at his hand that pulls them fully free and makes Arakita grin widely - he's been waiting for that, he's been waiting for Kinjou to beg for him, so he hardly hesitates to raising up on his knees and dragging himself up higher.
Reaching down to scoop Kinjou's hips up and raise them, hooking his legs around his hips to reach down and give his cock some wet swipes of the lube before he drops the bottle aside, Arakita teases with some soft presses of the head of his dick up against Kinjou's asshole. Bending down again to lick at his lips, Arakita purrs heavily.]
How much d'ya want it, every last bit I can stuff you with? 'm not gonna leave a lot of room for cum...
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on 2016-08-15 05:03 am (UTC)[Licking at Kinjou's mouth as he says that, letting him pull his hand out just so he can push the fabric of those pants down and snake his fingers along the waistband of Kinjou's underwear now, Arakita lowers his gaze to watching his mouth instead, even if he's grinning at how needy he's being. He knows, don't rush him, he wants to enjoy this and he wants to let him enjoy it too.]
I'm helpin, I don't know what you're talking about.
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on 2016-08-15 05:36 am (UTC)You don't have to put me in your clothing. I'm already yours. [Kinjou cups a hand against Arakita's cheek and leans in for a deep kiss, uncaring of how his glasses press uncomfortably against the bridge of his nose. His grip loosens on Arakita's wrist, fingers gliding over his arm to his elbow, up to his shoulder where he squeezes it tight and curls his fingers into the fabric of his shirt so Arakita can press flush against him, feel that hardness underneath his underwear.]
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on 2016-08-15 05:44 am (UTC)He wants to do more, so much more, but with a little push then, Arakita guides Kinjou to take a seat so he can bend over him and press wetter kisses down his neck, reaching to run both hands up and down his thighs.]
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on 2016-08-16 04:58 am (UTC)It's a bit unfair for me to be the only one like this, isn't it? [Meaning his state of undress while Arakita stands before him completely clothed, focusing more on touching his body instead of getting equally naked. His fingers curl into the back of his shirt, lifting the fabric slightly in a definite gesture that he would like it off. He wants everything off.]
boof boof ;3c
on 2016-08-16 05:02 am (UTC)[Exhaling a pleased sound at that tug he feels, the way his shirt drags up his back briefly, Arakita presses his weight onto his hands, resting them on Kinjou's legs as he shrugs his shoulders and rolls his back lightly - go ahead, peel his shirt off him like that, just hold onto it and he can move to get rid of it.]
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on 2016-08-16 11:22 pm (UTC)Just where he wants him, where he can watch him squirming because of everything he does best.]
Y'look good enough to devour, like this.
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on 2016-08-17 12:17 am (UTC)I did say something about being your dinner, didn't I? [He'd pull Arakita back down for more kissing but he doesn't quite mind just laying there for a moment, hands raising over his head and stretching out over the mattress so Arakita can get a better look. That hungry gaze raking over him is enough to send shivers down his spine, making him feel like Arakita's hands are already roaming over his body even without touching him.]
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on 2016-08-17 12:31 am (UTC)Letting his hands roam down Kinjou's sides, tracing out his ribs and muscles and just feeling the texture of his skin, up and down and then up his chest to pinch at his nipples again, Arakita wetly kisses lazy paths from his collarbones up his neck, then down his body to suck greedy welts into his skin. He'll do more than this, but devouring him raw sounds so good right now that when he inevitably reaches a hand up to blindly look for the lube he set out, Arakita can't stand to take his mouth off him for a moment just to get it, he just drags his teeth over a pert nipple and sucks and bites on it hungrily.]
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on 2016-08-17 01:21 am (UTC)Arakita-- y-you, don't have to go so quick-- [His breath hitches at the pinch of teeth on a hard nub.] ah! Q-quickly...!
[Kinjou wants to touch him but his hands simply fist into the sheets as if holding on for dear life, squirming and arching into those frantic touches as he tries to scoot further up onto the bed, wants to squeeze his legs tight around Arakita's waits so he can grind their erections together, wants Arakita to feel just how much he wants him. He's going so fast, it's too fast, Kinjou can't come down from one high as another comes surging into him with Arakita's hungry mouth exploring and tasting every inch of him. ]
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on 2016-08-23 03:29 am (UTC)[Breathing the words out between kisses, Arakita grins against Kinjou's chest before he bats his eyes up and stares at him with an utterly wolfish look when he finally gets the lube in hand. Dragging it down to wet his fingers and reach down, teasing Kinjou with soft touches along his taint and balls and follows him when he scoots further up onto the bed, Arakita presses his middle finger against his asshole then and teases with a soft press - but he doesn't push inward. Using his other hand to push his clothes the rest of the way down and wiggle out of them, kicking them back off the bed, Arakita laves his tongue over a nipple again and purrs.]
You smell like you're likin it either way.
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on 2016-08-23 05:15 am (UTC)I don't recall saying anything like that when you were ripping my clothes apart.
[But then that smile is gone the second he feels those slick fingers gliding over places Arakita's never touched him before, legs parting wider and his head tips back as he bites his lip and swallows back a noise as something presses against his hole. He can't help but clench his muscles tight, not to keep Arakita from moving in further but because he feels so sensitive, its been so long.]
I haven't, been with anyone this way... in a while...
[Arakita can take from that whatever he wants, that maybe Kinjou enjoys it because he hasn't been fucked in so long, because he's missed it, because he's genuinely wanting to feel the press of those fingers into him, wants to feel so achingly full because of Arakita's cock.]
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on 2016-08-28 03:16 am (UTC)Kin-chaan... I'll remind ya just how much you like it then, and we can do it as often as you wanna.
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on 2016-08-28 05:09 am (UTC)Arakita shouldn't be telling him those sorts of things because he's going to want this far more often. He's going to know everything, how loud he gets, the wanton sight he turns into when his prostate is stimulated from the inside, how easily he begs for something thick and hard to fill him. Arakita isn't supposed to know, he wasn't supposed to know but now that they're here he's just too desperate to care. He really can't wait for Arakita to fuck him.]
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on 2016-08-28 05:37 am (UTC)Shhh.. you keep squeezin so tight. Are you that excited? Let me in so I can make room out of this tight ass. Y'clench a lot with just the thought that I'll do this to ya as much as you want, is that it?
[Continuing to wiggle his finger, gentle and patient for when Kinjou relaxes again, he just keeps pressing those kisses over his knee.]
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on 2016-08-28 06:17 am (UTC)You're handling this, better... than I th-thought, you would... [He's treating him so delicately. Kinjou didn't expect this at all, and while he wants to tell Arakita that he doesn't have to treat him that way he can't help but appreciate it deep down in his heart. More than feeling that finger press through his tight muscles, more than having those lips brush against sensitive skin, just having him treat him like someone he truly loves has him exhaling a quiet, almost fragile whine.] Arakita...
hope ur ready to get shot in the heart
on 2016-08-30 06:38 pm (UTC)Cause I'm real fond of you. I like whatever we're doin, and since I haven't gotten to return the favor for all those times you've stuffed me, now I'm gonna get to do it to you and show you how good you always make me feel, Shingo.
[He sincerely can't pinpoint just when Kinjou became so close to him, but it doesn't matter so much as that he feels good about them; they fit together well, in ways he couldn't imagine himself ever matching with before.]
and arakita's to blame (you give love a bad name)
on 2016-08-30 09:31 pm (UTC)Yasutomo, kiss-- I w-want, to kiss, to kiss you, Yasutomo...! [He loves him so much, he wants to kiss him, he wants his fingers deeper in him he wants Arakita's cock inside of him, making him feel just as amazing as he always treats him in return. Hips arching up off the bed, Kinjou reaches down a shaky hand to try to grab hold of Arakita, he wants to pull him up and closer, he wants him all over his body, he wants him so badly right now.]
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on 2016-08-30 09:47 pm (UTC)Soon, he'll get more into him soon, he'll get to fit his greedy dick into this nice tight hole and he'll make Kinjou feel so good!]
C'mere and kiss me, Shin-chaan. [He's teasing even as his mouth comes in close enough and Arakita keeps his own kisses short, enticing Kinjou into catching him for anything deeper. Making Kinjou have to sit up is only going to make him bear down tighter on his fingers and he doesn't care, he wants to work him wide open.]
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on 2016-08-30 10:51 pm (UTC)Feel that, yer openin right up, I'm gonna fill this tight body up with my cock, gonna stuff you so full that you're gonna beg me to keep goin - and I'm gonna, 'm gonna fuck you right through when you cum..! [When he's not being teased out of his own god damned mind, Arakita can't shut up, he can't possibly stop talking filthy to Kinjou - he wants him to hear every single plan he's got in mind.]
You're gonna feel so filthy and full'a cum cause I'm gonna stuff ya till you can't take anymore, you'll smell like you're mine!
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on 2016-08-30 11:19 pm (UTC)Stop, stop, Ya-- Y-Yasu, tomo-- [Kinjou arches his back and grinds himself back down against those fingers right as Arakita presses in deep, nudges against that one perfect spot and his head snaps back as he just keens wildly, louder than Arakita's probably ever heard him before.]
Yasutomo pleease--!
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on 2016-08-30 11:40 pm (UTC)Sucking back a little drool at just the way Kinjou's voice soared, at how it made his dick twitch hard between his legs, he waits with a patient expression despite how fucking turned on he is and how badly he wants to move his hand and fuck him, right now, but he can wait for him.]
Shingo, 's it hurt?
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on 2016-08-31 12:19 am (UTC)N-no, it-- it's fine, please take it out, y-your fingers.... [His face flushes hot, he's burning up all over, he can't believe he's actually going to say this to Arakita but it's the honest truth. He wants him so badly, he needs him to keep going, as much as he'd enjoy it if he kept fucking him with his fingers and pressing against his prostate he knows that wouldn't be enough for him. He doesn't want that, he doesn't want fingers, he wants more.
Kinjou releases his hold on the sheets of the bed and reaches down to try to shove weakly at Arakita's hand between his legs.]
I'm ready, for your cock... Yasutomo...
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on 2016-08-31 01:02 am (UTC)Reaching down to scoop Kinjou's hips up and raise them, hooking his legs around his hips to reach down and give his cock some wet swipes of the lube before he drops the bottle aside, Arakita teases with some soft presses of the head of his dick up against Kinjou's asshole. Bending down again to lick at his lips, Arakita purrs heavily.]
How much d'ya want it, every last bit I can stuff you with? 'm not gonna leave a lot of room for cum...
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