[ His shoulders shake as bit as a current rolls through his hips and spreads, cock throbbing and dripping. Eventually, he gets used to the pleasure pooling in his abdomen and takes a deep breath in. He's starting to move his hips again, but settles back to letting Omi do the work. ]
Maybe unfair is a better word for it.
[ Ah, perfectly in kiss range is good. Gojou dives in for another kiss, forcing Omi's mouth open so he can bite on his tongue. It doesn't last too long. He breaks it off so he can line Omi's neck with teeth, nibbling before biting there, too. Marks form as he sucks the spot, making sure it blossoms a bright color while he continues to rub his nipple.
He has to do something while he's being tortured? ]
[ Ah, yes. When Omi thrusts into him faster, harder, he's forced to stifle his voice. He reels back every moan and whine that wants to escape his chest, but it's audible because he's purposely muffling it right in Omi's ear. The groans and moans steadily get louder and louder, especially at the peaks of Omi's erratic pace. The grip on his shoulder tightens and Gojou's fingernails leave crescent marks onto his skin as he tries to hold on. ]
You're... Right. [ Licking his lips, he sucks on the patch of skin right below Omi's ear, then whispers: ] We should stop torturing each other.
[ He doesn't say it, but he means he doesn't care about what he said earlier about needing to be able to walk. All he wants is sweet release and it clouds his judgment. It's evident with how he responds to each buck of Omi's hips, desperately pressing himself down onto him. ]
[It's impossible to ignore the sounds Gojou is making in his ear. There's a full body shiver as he gets louder and the nails in his skin only make him moan louder.
Oh, he does want to go faster and completely ignore what Gojou asked for earlier. He wants to go fast enough that Gojou won't be able to walk for a day- but he still has some vague sense of restraint. Even as he quickens his pace, he's still not going hard enough for that.
Instead, his grip on Gojou's cock gets firmer, pace increasing, trying to push him over the edge first. ]
Ah... Please. [Yes, absolutely. He would love to do this with Gojou again some time soon.] Your room or mine?
[Hard to answer when Omi's immediately kissing him again, biting harder on his lip, pushing for more.]
[ His voice is muffled by the kiss... Very difficult to answer unless Omi can understand the moans that echo through their mouths.
At points, he almost loses himself in the haze of pleasure. With every thrust and stroke, his mind flashes white for a millisecond before he's back... Back to seeing Omi under him, feeling beads of sweat run along their bodies, and swinging into that peak again. Breaking the kiss, he sucks in a sharp breath, but is still left in haggard breaths.
He leans forward, almost balling up, but bites right below Omi's adam's apple and leaves a mark there, too. ]
Let's go to yours for a quick second round.
[ Because he doesn't know how they're going to do that when they're tangled up like this right now. He also doesn't want to go anywhere until he climaxes. His tongue runs up before he takes Omi's lips again into a kiss, arms now wrapped around his neck. He's close to his limit now. ]
[As many skills as he has, he cannot understand moans quite like this.
It's nice though, losing himself in the pleasure of it, not constantly chasing after attention. Knowing Gojou's attention is on him alone, at least for the moment. He can be content with that, there's satisfaction in it.
Being bitten like this draws out a low moan. He's very clearly into it, and is clearly encouraging more of that, thank you.]
'Course.
[He's absolutely not going to say no to anything right now. Not when he's chasing after his climax, and Gojou's. He feels himself getting closer with every quickened thrust- until he just can't help himself and he ends up coming first.]
[ When Omi finally unravels, Gojou isn't too far off. He has seen how the other man reacts to bites and it sparks ideas into his head despite how cloudy it is. Nails claw across Omi's shoulder blades, digging into his skin and leaving streaks on his back. He bites onto the crook of his neck again, this time the other side from where he bruised earlier, and imprints more marks as he tightens around him.
He gasps as he comes, staining Omi's hand and his stomach. In slow motions, he runs himself along his length a couple of times to savor the afterglow. ]
Whoops. Sorry for the mess.
[ Ushering a big exhale, he licks his teeth with a satisfied smile, then laughs. Yeah, he's going to laugh at coming on Omi. ]
[ The clawing and biting have him shivering in pleasure. This is great, he wants so much more of this. That's what he thinks as his head starts to clear.
He lets out a huff of a laugh. ]
You don't sound that sorry.
[ Not that Omi really minds it either. He tugs him down for a quick kiss. ]
[ Oh, another kiss. He lets Omi have that as he reaches for his boxers and pants. ]
You're right. I think you look pretty good like this.
[ Pfft. There must be a tissue box nearby—fortunately, there are napkins since people like to snack here. He tosses one onto Omi's stomach as he pulls his pants back on. Sure, he's somewhat shameless, but he doesn't want to go walking around half-naked. ]
[ That's so much trust... Letting Gojou take Omi's porn shots. Gojou follows him while stretching his arms up, then resting his hands behind his head. ]
[ Then again, Gojou can see Omi being mostly a top... So he isn't that surprised, but at the same time wow boy has an interest. Except he knows that it's for the sake of Omi's wish, so. ]
[ Gojou holds out an open hand and flexes his fingers. Gimme gimme condoms or lube. It seems like he doesn't have any on him anymore after their own tryst. ]
[He'll lay down, looking up at Gojou. This is, hm, a little weird, but fine for the most part. On the dresser is Omi's item from home, a single lens camera.]
[ Oh, the camera... Don't mind if Gojou brings it closer to the bed and places it on a nightstand or dresser nearby. At the question, his eyebrows arch. ]
That's up to you, but I'm going to focus down here.
[ Gojou pries Omi's legs wide before unbuttoning and unzipping his trousers again. Of course, pants and underwear are tossed off. The shirt is the only thing that will keep Omi warm for the most part. As he figures that out, Gojou gives his cock a tentative lick. ]
[He'll pull off his shirt and drop it to the floor.
His tongue draws out a quiet moan, as he threads his fingers through Gojou's hair. Not pulling yet, or trying to force him anywhere, just something to touch.]
[ Gojou laughs a bit before tending to Omi’s cock again, running his tongue along the underbelly before swirling against the tip when he gets there. He plants a kiss on the puffed head at the end while his hand slowly pumps him. How hard can Omi get, he wonders. ]
How’s this compared to cooking?
[ His hand continues to work up and down that length while he periodically licks the head like he’s enjoying some candy. Granted, this candy pulses and throbs. ]
[There is no bite to those words. He's enjoying himself, and despite their previous session not being all that long ago, he's getting hard fairly quickly.
Maybe it's not too bad, letting somebody else take the lead for once.]
They're incomparable.
[Those are two completely separate things.]
But... you're a hell of a lot better than my hand.
I would hope so. [ Imagine being worse than a hand? ] And I meant if you’d rather be cooking right now.
[ Since Gojou still wants to talk, he lets his hand stroke Omi while he quickly tears open a packet with his teeth. Lube costs his fingers, then the rest is poured onto his partner. Quickly, now both hands work to spread him open and pleasure his cock at the same time. ]
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Maybe unfair is a better word for it.
[ Ah, perfectly in kiss range is good. Gojou dives in for another kiss, forcing Omi's mouth open so he can bite on his tongue. It doesn't last too long. He breaks it off so he can line Omi's neck with teeth, nibbling before biting there, too. Marks form as he sucks the spot, making sure it blossoms a bright color while he continues to rub his nipple.
He has to do something while he's being tortured? ]
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Omi kisses back for the moment that he's allowed to, before Gojou moves lower.
It's... Nice being marked up like this. Something a little gentler than what he's gotten used to here. The bites and the touch all have him moaning. ]
And this isn't?
[ His pace starts getting more erratic, and faster the closer the comes to release. Though he does his best to keep it even, it's a losing battle. ]
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You're... Right. [ Licking his lips, he sucks on the patch of skin right below Omi's ear, then whispers: ] We should stop torturing each other.
[ He doesn't say it, but he means he doesn't care about what he said earlier about needing to be able to walk. All he wants is sweet release and it clouds his judgment. It's evident with how he responds to each buck of Omi's hips, desperately pressing himself down onto him. ]
I don't mind trying different positions, either.
[ hello you guys are still in the rec room ]
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Oh, he does want to go faster and completely ignore what Gojou asked for earlier. He wants to go fast enough that Gojou won't be able to walk for a day- but he still has some vague sense of restraint. Even as he quickens his pace, he's still not going hard enough for that.
Instead, his grip on Gojou's cock gets firmer, pace increasing, trying to push him over the edge first. ]
Ah... Please. [Yes, absolutely. He would love to do this with Gojou again some time soon.] Your room or mine?
[Hard to answer when Omi's immediately kissing him again, biting harder on his lip, pushing for more.]
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At points, he almost loses himself in the haze of pleasure. With every thrust and stroke, his mind flashes white for a millisecond before he's back... Back to seeing Omi under him, feeling beads of sweat run along their bodies, and swinging into that peak again. Breaking the kiss, he sucks in a sharp breath, but is still left in haggard breaths.
He leans forward, almost balling up, but bites right below Omi's adam's apple and leaves a mark there, too. ]
Let's go to yours for a quick second round.
[ Because he doesn't know how they're going to do that when they're tangled up like this right now. He also doesn't want to go anywhere until he climaxes. His tongue runs up before he takes Omi's lips again into a kiss, arms now wrapped around his neck. He's close to his limit now. ]
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It's nice though, losing himself in the pleasure of it, not constantly chasing after attention. Knowing Gojou's attention is on him alone, at least for the moment. He can be content with that, there's satisfaction in it.
Being bitten like this draws out a low moan. He's very clearly into it, and is clearly encouraging more of that, thank you.]
'Course.
[He's absolutely not going to say no to anything right now. Not when he's chasing after his climax, and Gojou's. He feels himself getting closer with every quickened thrust- until he just can't help himself and he ends up coming first.]
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He gasps as he comes, staining Omi's hand and his stomach. In slow motions, he runs himself along his length a couple of times to savor the afterglow. ]
Whoops. Sorry for the mess.
[ Ushering a big exhale, he licks his teeth with a satisfied smile, then laughs. Yeah, he's going to laugh at coming on Omi. ]
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He lets out a huff of a laugh. ]
You don't sound that sorry.
[ Not that Omi really minds it either. He tugs him down for a quick kiss. ]
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You're right. I think you look pretty good like this.
[ Pfft. There must be a tissue box nearby—fortunately, there are napkins since people like to snack here. He tosses one onto Omi's stomach as he pulls his pants back on. Sure, he's somewhat shameless, but he doesn't want to go walking around half-naked. ]
Still up for round two in your room?
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[ He winks.
And then cleans himself off before pulling his clothes back on. He's shameless, but he likes these clothes enough to want to keep them. ]
Sure am.
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[ Hmmm. Gojou thinks on that a bit... They do have those low quality cameras on these weird phones, but he supposes they can still serve a purpose. ]
Then lead the way, good sir! We wouldn't want the mood to spoil, right?
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'Course not.
[He'll start heading towards his room.]
You leading this time?
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Do you want me to?
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Yeah. I think I'd enjoy it.
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[ Then again, Gojou can see Omi being mostly a top... So he isn't that surprised, but at the same time wow boy has an interest. Except he knows that it's for the sake of Omi's wish, so. ]
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[ Gojou holds out an open hand and flexes his fingers. Gimme gimme condoms or lube. It seems like he doesn't have any on him anymore after their own tryst. ]
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[Because he has them both stored in the dresser- and he will hand them over.]
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All right, get comfortable on the bed.
[ It's time for him to service him a bit! ]
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Want to take this off yourself, or should I?
[He's tugging at the neckline of his own shirt.]
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That's up to you, but I'm going to focus down here.
[ Gojou pries Omi's legs wide before unbuttoning and unzipping his trousers again. Of course, pants and underwear are tossed off. The shirt is the only thing that will keep Omi warm for the most part. As he figures that out, Gojou gives his cock a tentative lick. ]
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His tongue draws out a quiet moan, as he threads his fingers through Gojou's hair. Not pulling yet, or trying to force him anywhere, just something to touch.]
More of that...?
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[ Gojou laughs a bit before tending to Omi’s cock again, running his tongue along the underbelly before swirling against the tip when he gets there. He plants a kiss on the puffed head at the end while his hand slowly pumps him. How hard can Omi get, he wonders. ]
How’s this compared to cooking?
[ His hand continues to work up and down that length while he periodically licks the head like he’s enjoying some candy. Granted, this candy pulses and throbs. ]
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[There is no bite to those words. He's enjoying himself, and despite their previous session not being all that long ago, he's getting hard fairly quickly.
Maybe it's not too bad, letting somebody else take the lead for once.]
They're incomparable.
[Those are two completely separate things.]
But... you're a hell of a lot better than my hand.
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I would hope so. [ Imagine being worse than a hand? ] And I meant if you’d rather be cooking right now.
[ Since Gojou still wants to talk, he lets his hand stroke Omi while he quickly tears open a packet with his teeth. Lube costs his fingers, then the rest is poured onto his partner. Quickly, now both hands work to spread him open and pleasure his cock at the same time. ]
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