There's still a tenuous hold on control, on his poise and grace and composure. Normally it comes easily to him, like breathing, and there are zero problems with it but what Leo does to him is something else. Leo pulls at him methodically, aggravates Tsukasa in every single way, strips him of his elegance just as quickly as he'll be stripped of his clothes and
is it bad that Tsukasa thinks that's just confirmation of being in love?
no one would be able to ruin him like this -
he wouldn't want to be ruined like this by anyone but Leo
the heat of his mouth is overwhelming, is almost unbearable, is so good that Tsukasa has no idea how he isn't addicted to this - isn't addicted to Leo on his knees and giving him his undivided attention and care and]
Fuck.
[tsukasa doesn't curse.
but when Leo so suddenly takes his cock into his mouth after a small eternity of teasing, he thinks it's excusable if he curses
(the dams are breaking)
his hand in leo's hair tightens in his surprise, remains tight in his pleasure, trembles as he refrains from encouraging Leo to continue
at this point, possibly more for his own sake than Leo's]
[ most people would probably say they wouldn't kinda snort mid-blowjob, but leo can't help it—he does, the moment tsukasa curses, that small little exhale of amusement escapes him. that, combined with the way tsukasa's fingers tighten in his hair, the pressure there just reminding him of what tsukasa's probably feeling makes something curl in his stomach.
he said let go, didn't he?
but suou's still...
well, okay. this is how it goes—
fully determined to push tsukasa over the edge, leo wastes no time. he takes as much of suou's dick as he can, almost up to the base, in and then out, his tongue running along the underside with no hesitation. that, once, and then when he fully takes tsukasa again he's sucking mercilessly, cheeks hollowing.
his hand runs gently across tsukasa's inner thigh as he does this, and he's truly aiming for tsukasa to feel as much sensations as he possibly can.
he wants tsukasa urging him, pushing him forward, not holding anything back as he groans and moans. whatever other sounds he can make. leo'll release them from his throat. all of them.
because that's what it means to lose control, right? ]
what leo can do with his mouth is probably illegal in a collection of countries and if that's not the case then tsukasa would certainly create a petition to make it so
that said, it's a story in three parts.
first, a gasping breath. a gasping breath taken in the hopes that maybe his lungs will one day fill full again, instead of constantly having the air stolen from them with every sinful movement of leo's.
second, a broken moan. a broken moan that comes from tsukasa's core, works its way up his spine, escapes through his mouth before he can even think to stop it. his fingers working more desperately into Leo's hair, no longer mindful to keep from being too painful. better to ask for forgiveness than permission, isn't it? leo gave him permission for everything, didn't he?
excuses, excuses.
for third - third, he can't help himself. the moans spill from him, chasing after the first. even as he obliges to keep his legs spread, to allow Leo access to all that skin, he can't help the slight raise of his hips to follow the wet heat of Leo's mouth, the fingers in his hair guiding him down in the same motion.]
L-Leo. [his lord and king and lover's name on his tongue and it hangs in between them, as if all other words and names had been wiped from Tsukasa's memory
a gasp for air, as if it'll do anything for his too fast beating heart and the need burning through his veins] God, that's so —
[ there. if the hair pulling is slightly painful, leo doesn't care, nor does he show it; it, along with tsukasa near thrusting into his mouth, is a sign of unravelling, that he's doing what he's aimed to do. destroy suou's sanity, that is, completely peel it away—and he allows himself to be led, guided.
with all the bullshit leo spouts on a regular basis, no one should be surprised he's pretty good with his mouth? not that he can spout much of anything right now, given he's just completely taking as much as tsukasa wants him to every single time. he's not certain how far he was going to take this one, but now that he's here, on his knees, hearing all of tsukasa's sinful sounds
(and they go straight to his core, his own erection throbbing)
so he thinks he'll take this all the way, and make tsukasa come.
with that goal set in his mind, he makes a sound at the back of his throat, hums, and braces one hand on tsukasa's thigh (gripping a little tight there, maybe, this is affecting him too). then, the other—it's shaky, but it moves to...
... well, to caress tsukasa's balls, gently.
more contact. more.
just tsukasa, tsukasa, tsukasa and the symphony of sounds he's making on the mind, now— ]
it's too much - it's very quickly approaching Too Much.
although Tsukasa would call it a special treat to have Leo on his knees, so eager, so deliberate, they've been together long enough for him to be able to tell when the crescendo builds and builds to lead to his climax and while normally he has absolutely no issue chasing that, seizing it—
there's something very wrong about taking it for himself and only himself
he still can't help the way that his body reacts normally, another moan escaping him with Leo's touch, the way that his lower half immediately follows the touch as if he'd absolutely expire without it. the reverberations from Leo's own hum don't help any and
once again Tsukasa is reminded of how terribly dangerous his boyfriend is
he recovers when he can - in a manner of speaking, he is still completely unraveled - and doesn't hesitate to use his fingers threaded into Leo's hair to pull him away from his task - though not without a sigh of loss, his other hand reaching to Leo's bicep to pull him entirely onto his lap
fuck everything else, tsukasa is slamming their lips together in the next possible second, open-mouthed and messy and wanting]
it's so sudden, the directions he's yanked in, and there's no hiding his surprise (it's in his sharp exhale, the way his eyes widen) when he's pulled into tsukasa's lap. he's smaller—has always been surprisingly small, slender, despite the grandiose way he conducts himself, and he just never grew—so he slots himself comfortably there, his hands automatically moving to tsukasa's shoulders to steady himself, a slight bit of saliva on his chin from his earlier escapades, and really what the heck is going on here—
—then he's being kissed so feverishly that it all makes sense. ah. he'd made him lose it this badly, but tsukasa apparently refuses to uncoil alone. he's fighting.
leo's torn between amusement and pride, moaning into the kiss, and when that breaks he grins, a mischievous look in his eyes.
he wipes his chin of spit with the back of his hand. ]
So... Impossible and so good. I'll take that.
[ he starts, a repeat of tsukasa's broken words from just a moment ago. ]
I must've gotten you close, huh? You pulled me away pretty suddenly, haha!
He is so prideful and he is so devilish and he is so unbelievable and all of it just confirms that Tsukasa is so very much in love with him.
once he's seated in his lap, Tsukasa's arms wrap around him immediately, settle along his waist and even as the kiss is broken, he would consider it an actual crime if his mouth didn't get to fall on Leo. he kisses the corner of his mouth, his cheek, down his jaw, and even with the taunting, tsukasa can't really bring himself to feel ashamed. considering what Leo just did to him, it's hard to feel much of anything besides desire.]
You'll be the death of me, you know?
[that's all he can say for a moment, a sigh escaping him as he tries to get his heartbeat to calm. yet even that is short, passing. he still wants too much, has a base need and his hands run down Leo's back, exploring and touching]
Impossible and - so good. [another kiss placed at Leo's neck even as Tsukasa's hands reach for the waistband] And gorgeous. [a kiss at his collarbone, hands circling to the button of his pants] And frustrating.
[the button and zipper of leo's pants needed to be undone forever ago, though if tsukasa's hands are a little purposefully fumbly, touching and teasing and fingers just grazing over his hardness. well.
but what escapes his mouth is absolutely reverent]
[ he plays, but the truth is, leo is impossibly aroused. tsukasa's moaning, shattered composure and now, those slow touches, that feeling of being so, so close again after what he just did and what he just heard searing his veins again. he curves his back, small flowers of pleasure blooming in every place tsukasa kisses, and how loving and lustful every gesture is makes him shiver.
he's grateful, suddenly, for his hands that're settled on his shoulders--he'd just lean into him completely for support otherwise.
it's when tsukasa grazes him, a hint of what his body has been craving--that's when he feels another crack on his surface, and his breath hitches, his hips twitching slightly forward in tsukasa's direction. he can't help it, he's so sensitive right now, so on fire? everything is curling in his stomach, and his fingers grip tighter onto suou's shoulders as he attempts to anchor himself.
tease. is that revenge, it's--
his eyes flutter closed, and this time he does lean forward slightly, breath almost quivering as he speaks: ]
Then [ an exhale ] take me, Tsukasa, don't hold back at all. I said you could do anything--
[ just destroy him, it's fine.
the way tsukasa speaks, the feel of his touch again, is slowly undoing leo again. ]
so Tsukasa smiles as he leans up, pressing another kiss right at Leo's jaw, working the same trail right back up to his lips before pressing them together again, claiming a hot, open-mouthed kiss as Leo's words manage to set every nerve on fire. his veins fill with want and his mind clouds over with desire.
Leo had already given him so much - nearly too much - it's simply time for him to repay the favor, he thinks. so he moves his hands to hook his thumbs into the waistband of Leo's pants and he pulls away from the kiss, sighs at the loss of Leo's taste on his tongue, but he has to say-]
Then lend me a hand here - and I'll take care of the rest.
[a tug of the waistband down, though it's still a bit difficult given Leo's position straddling him
even though that's such a shame?
it's one of tsukasa's favorite sights to have leo settled on top of him]
[ leo cranes his neck to the side slightly as tsukasa continues his attention there, up until tsukasa kisses him again, and that one-track mind of his gets so focused on that and the thumbs hooking into his pants, the promise of what's coming, that everything doesn't quite click just yet through the haze of lust clouding his thoughts.
it just takes an extra second, a blink, before leo's back on track. ]
Mm! Sure, sure, give me a sec.
[ playful and smiling, he raises from his position of straddling tsukasa to one where he stands between his legs instead. he does, however, keep tsukasa's hands where they stay on his pants, by planting his own right on top. then he's leading those hands downwards, directly helping tsukasa take off his pants and the boxers underneath.
(and he just keeps his eyes on him the entire time, still smiling)
well, up to a certain point, anyway. he peels them away by himself about halfway down, though he does keep one of tsukasa's hands occupied with one of his own. see, he intertwines their fingers, then moves to settle himself right back where he'd been.
on top of tsukasa, that is, only this time naked. ]
All the while he hadn't been able to tear his eyes away from Leo's after all, even as he let his hands be led and guided. His heart thrums in his chest and it reverberates with his fondness, his desire, his absolute all-encompassing love for every aspect of Leo.
that's what makes him lean up for another kiss, this one sweet and kind - though he can't quite help himself from nipping at Leo's bottom lip before he pulls away. still a bit of a spoiled tease.
his gaze reflects his amusement, his own lips curling into a smile as he takes leo's free hand with his own as well, claiming both of them and holding them carefully with intertwined fingers]
Though I think we should move to the bedroom?
[it'd probably be more comfortable regardless - they sort of just started to make a mess of a study without warning]
[ pft. talk about a flip from being absolutely filthy, but it isn't as if this doesn't make his heart swell for completely different reasons, too. so, at the suggestion, after that heartwarming kiss, leo shifts and leads tsukasa off the chair so that they're both standing instead. he definitely takes extra care to keep their hands intertwined, to keep tsukasa close.
this is where the good boyfriend would say he could clean the mess they made in the one room they probably should not have wrecked, but leo's the type to make messes rather than pick them up so
at least he's following the directions, and making his way over to bedroom. ]
That's better anyway. I didn't think about it until just now, but it's kinda hard to spoon on a chair. For after, I mean.
still though, Tsukasa can't help but chime in to make fun of Leo ever so gently]
Priorities.
[though he also thinks it would be cute if Leo was just curled up in his lap for after? alas, if he was a more prepared tsukasa then he would be able to achieve that - but he supposes that'll simply be another goal for another day.
for right now, he's content as he is, dipping his head to press a loving kiss to Leo's bare shoulder as they walk to the bedroom with an affectionate hum. eventually they'll probably return to clean up the mess of clothes that have been scattered in the study but that's definitely an issue for next time
the issue for right now is that they're fast approaching the bed and tsukasa did say that he wanted to surprise leo a few times today, hence why he'll simultaneously wrap an arm around his waist and then also
trip him so they're both headed down onto the bed, tsukasa on top probably looking way too amused]
[ well, that tease sure gets tsukasa a shameless grin, a silent you bet! because it's not like he'll deny it, and the kiss gets a squeeze of their intertwined hands. he's happy, the arm wrapped around his waist increases that feeling, and leo has about a second to enjoy that before he goes down screaming bLOODY MURDER
all right, no, he just kind of lets out a little sound of surprise, but after that he's definitely going down and landing with an oof, an amused laugh when what the heck just happened settles down.
and he's left to look at that wonderful expression of tsukasa's, too. not that every expression of his isn't wonderful. ]
Woah— ahaha, yeah, you're definitely way spontaneous tonight. You got me!
[ got him with the trip, nabbed his surprise, just got him in general, really, because his heart's a hummingbird trapped in his chest still.
... he wiggles a bit, then lifts a hand to caress tsukasa's cheek, his thumb running a small, lazy line back and forth. and he says it so many times, said it so many times even when they're not trapped in these moments when they're having sex, because he feels it so strongly.
[the words that escape Leo just mirror exactly what Tsukasa feels.
the laugh warms his heart, makes him smile fondly even when he's trying to be a little shit and generally provides the reminder-
congrats, Suou Tsukasa, you get to be in love
In love with an infuriating genius that you try every single day to actually deserve and - while it's a constant work in progress, maybe you're getting closer and closer
Regardless, he sighs. He sighs fondly and softly and leans down to press their lips together again after Leo's all too sincere declaration. It's soft and sweet even as the edges are colored with want and desire but most of all he feels so full of love.]
I love you too.
[and he'll occupy himself again with a gentle repetition of kisses. kiss after kiss after kiss.]
[ haha. leo seriously loves all the phrases tsukasa uses to refer to him--all the loving words of affection that are for him, only him. even the ones that he uses when leo's being infuriating. even those are precious. so his eyes flutter shut, and he drinks in every gentle kiss, every syllable of want and pure adoration, the song swelling in his heart and in every cell of his body because he's in love. ten thousand... no, ten million... no, an infinite percent in love, and nothing else.
and it's a miracle that he's loved back, he thinks,
and he's reminded that there's some things he regrets but maybe he wouldn't do them over, because they led him to this point. he'd thought to himself that he'd needed to be a foundation, some time ago, but at some point he found himself supported just as much.
between their second last and last kiss, leo's hand trails down from tsukasa's cheek to his lips, and he presses his thumb over them gently to delay for just a moment. ]
Mm, Tsukasa. [ he grins, hair a mess, and he says: ] Make me forget everything except you right now. Is that okay?
[ just that, before he moves his hand, and leans up to initiate another soft kiss. ]
[there he goes again, asking tsukasa questions and not giving tsukasa the proper time to answer
that said, the answer would be that it's certainly more than okay. that the idea of nothing occupying leo's mind but thoughts of tsukasa sounds like a dream come true. what happens exactly when a genius's attention is entirely fixated on you? when you get the opportunity to feel so immersed in love and attention that there's nothing else?
well, tsukasa would like to pass that feeling onto leo too.
so he hums into the kiss, a small pleased noise of affirmation, and he lightly nips at leo's bottom lip, this time requesting permission to deepen it. let tsukasa show leo entirely just how much he treasures and adores him
one hand comes up to rest by leo's head, brushes aside his bangs, runs through his hair. the other moves to explore the bedside drawer, reaching and procuring a bottle of lube and a condom both out of it. even as tsukasa takes a moment to revel in the taste of leo, exploring his mouth, he multi-tasks, opening the lube and coating his fingers with the substance
one of his legs nudges leo's open, his hand reaching between the two of them to press a slick finger against leo's entrance, applying pressure and-
[ at first, the hummed agreement, the deepened kiss, the small displays of care as tsukasa toys with his hair—leo allows himself to fall into those first, his toes practically curling at the feel of it all, something not quite like a groan rising from the back of his throat as he kisses tsukasa back.
to feel nothing but him, to think of nothing but him—that's great. the tension in leo's stomach coils as he's shifted, and then there's pressure, and—
—the thought that he could headbutt tsukasa, probably.
but this wouldn't be the knight he fell in love with if he wasn't going to be a little shit, so perhaps leo should've expected this... it's amusing, aggravating, a lot of things. leo's not to the point where he's going to writhe and beg, but
but he does squirm a bit, a hand trailing to tsukasa's shoulder and gripping there, maybe a little harder than necessary. vocalizing what he's thinking isn't really possible with a mouth on his, with his determination to meet tsukasa's tongue as much as he can, so he'll have to settle with this.
in all honesty, even as he kisses leo - deeply and intensely - there's a slight chance that the corners of his mouth curl upward, amused even as he preoccupies himself with the enjoyment of being able to taste his boyfriend
still eventually he has to pull back for air, which also happens to be this moment. his heart is hammering in his chest, his breathing ragged, and he still has the nerve to give a charming smile even as he leans down to peck leo's cheek affectionately.]
Mm, sorry, sorry...
[even though it's said in a chipper tone that implies exactly otherwise
yet Tsukasa continues on as he had been doing, pressing familiar kisses down Leo's neck - this time focusing on the side that he hadn't left a mark on before. it's not that Leo isn't marked up already, doesn't have blooming colors on his neck and chest to remind him exactly what transpired this evening but -
is that really enough?
so tsukasa's motions work in conjunction. he bites and sucks at the exposed skin of leo's neck, intent on leaving a third mark, just as his fingers comply with the ushering of leo's hand on his shoulder, pressing his finger into leo slowly and carefully. a rhythm will be slowly built, actions amplified - just in the way that tsukasa hopes will get the beautiful sounds to spill from leo's lips]
[ is leo surprised that tsukasa enjoys teasing him as much as leo loves teasing him? honestly no, because they've been together this long, and sometimes these things just happen, sometimes you just know the little shit isn't actually sorry for pushing it. leo could, however, still headbutt him for that.
he won't though. as tsukasa's moving now and, even if it's just a finger, that plus the additional mark leo's being given and the arousal that's been mounting, makes those sounds that tsukasa had been wishing for come out rather easily.
a number of breathless gasps, a moment where he cranes his neck to give tsukasa more space to do what he likes, where his hand runs from tsukasa's shoulder down his arm, nails raking lightly against skin, and—
—and he shifts a little in time with that rhythm, looking for more, until he manages to say: ]
Tsukasa, [ hardly steady, squeezed out between shallow moans ] A little more—
it makes Tsukasa smile against his skin, encourages him to utilize his teeth just a bit more for half a second, and because he already teased Leo a bit earlier, he has no issue with giving him what he wants now. particularly if it'll encourage more of those sounds to escape him.]
Mm, as you wish.
[so compliant, so pleasant - as if he's assisting in the most benign task in the world instead of something that makes heat curl in his stomach, that fills him with want and desire with every little motion of leo's that implies that he's feeling the exact same desire that tsukasa is.
another finger enters leo then as tsukasa kisses his way down leo's chest after being satisfied with his third mark. and given that he was granted permission to do anything to Leo and promised everything, he sees no reason why to refrain from making good on his word. as his fingers move to scissor and carefully stretch, moving at the same pace as before to slowly drive leo crazy, tsukasa leans down to take one of leo's nipples into his mouth.
his king is often at his best and most beautiful when he's been driven completely mad, after all.]
[ it's a slow descent, little by little, and leo's finding he's struggling at the borderline of being there and not, at the same time. he's usually the patient type, somewhat (mostly due to the fact he doesn't linger on anything), yet he's also selectively impatient about some things; the slow way that tsukasa unravels him is one of those things in that list. of course, he loves it, too — the way he's driven to focus on the results of tsukasa's own concentration, his skin set alight by every touch.
and the jolt he gets from the heat of tsukasa's mouth, the feel of his fingers that he's adjusting and adjusted to, gets leo's back arching off the bed somewhat. he doesn't think it's possible to be still, not with the way there's so much building in him. his breath is a stutter, intermingled with the soft noises falling from his lips, and the feel of his hands grasping for any part of tsukasa he can reach. his eyes flutter shut, face flushed.
he's pulled, pulled, pulled, by every single motion of tsukasa's, like a magnet — ]
H...aha, [ a pant turns into a laugh, weak and coated in every single emotion leo's feeling right now ] you're really — gonna turn me crazy, Tsu—
[ it's too slow still, sinking him but not quite drowning, and it really is pushing him. the way he says what he says implies he still needs more, of course, but he doesn't ask out loud.
[there's a sassy remark of "you were crazy when I met you" that some part of Tsukasa is dying to respond with - but he refrains. instead, he makes an amused noise even against Leo's skin as he pulls his mouth away only to make eye contact with Leo and lick his lips very much like the cat that got the cream, content even as he is
he's obliging with the reach of Leo's hands, not intending on going anywhere that could put any more space between the two of them than necessary - as is, he feels like he might die if he's away from the heat that emanates from Leo for too long. his heart beats against his chest as desire curls in his stomach, hungry and wanting, but
considering what leo did to him earlier, tsukasa isn't in any particular rush.]
Why don't you just let go...?
It's my pleasure to make sure you enjoy yourself.
[sincerely.
probably.
it's not without an edge as tsukasa chooses to create a path for himself, pressing his kisses down leo's chest and then his abdomen and lower and lower still. leisurely. with nothing but the intent to tease and map out leo's body with his mouth even as his fingers continue to carefully stretch him, steadily increasing in pace just Enough and
[ rude. but it's true, truer now — because how else is leo supposed to keep his mind on anything but this when the pace is so aggravating, a mirror of the slow way he'd tried to take tsukasa apart, but worse somehow.
forget sanity.
and as leo opens an eye to meet the way tsukasa licks his lips, he knows he's almost completely gone, knows that tsukasa's aware of such a fact, of everything he's doing. not that there was any doubt about that. he almost obliges, almost completely does slip, a small exhale escaping with those kisses that linger lower and lower, the pace that increases and increases and doesn't.
and he throws his head back a little. the next thing coming out of his lips can be best described as something like a frustrated growl, yes, because it's leo, and because he knows he's pliable in tsukasa's hands, that even though he's teasing a little in turn and trying to make tsukasa work a little for a result like that, he's questioning the worth of that more and more.
then tsukasa's fingers hit him in a way that rips a moan from his throat, and he stops questioning. it's a taste of his peak, and leo's tired of waiting, tired of this pace that goes everywhere and nowhere. he shifts downwards, moves — like he's the one dictating the speed, like his plan is, simply and crudely put, to fuck himself on tsukasa's fingers if this is how it's going to go.
but, finally, he bends. he sighs out: ]
Okay. [ his heart, pounding, his arousal burning and — suou is such a handful, always. ] Mm, okay — Tsukasa, just... more. More, okay?
[ unraveled, that's what he is, so that's a success. ]
he loves every single second of this, loves to watch the way that Leo's hold on his control and his pride slowly crumble underneath the pressure of what he's feeling, loves to realize that he's the one making Leo feel this good and let that thought resonate and send every single one of his nerves on edge
tsukasa is the one shuddering with leo's actions and his words, motivated to leave another mark on Leo's hip while he's already kissing down his body. he hums with approval when he pulls away and it takes every single inch of his self-control to not surge up and kiss Leo again immediately. but it's the thought that he would rather listen to whatever sinful sounds leave his lips that slows his motion]
Yes, my lord. [an all too pleased smile] My Leo.
[his, his, all his
that's the thought that beats in sync with his hammering heart, motivates him to push leo further and further toward his edge to give him what he wants. his fingers maintain their pace, not wanting to bring him over the edge too fast, but tsukasa can't quite help himself from moving over to like a stripe up leo's cock before taking the head of it into his mouth
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There's still a tenuous hold on control, on his poise and grace and composure. Normally it comes easily to him, like breathing, and there are zero problems with it but what Leo does to him is something else. Leo pulls at him methodically, aggravates Tsukasa in every single way, strips him of his elegance just as quickly as he'll be stripped of his clothes and
is it bad that Tsukasa thinks that's just confirmation of being in love?
no one would be able to ruin him like this -
he wouldn't want to be ruined like this by anyone but Leo
the heat of his mouth is overwhelming, is almost unbearable, is so good that Tsukasa has no idea how he isn't addicted to this - isn't addicted to Leo on his knees and giving him his undivided attention and care and]
Fuck.
[tsukasa doesn't curse.
but when Leo so suddenly takes his cock into his mouth after a small eternity of teasing, he thinks it's excusable if he curses
(the dams are breaking)
his hand in leo's hair tightens in his surprise, remains tight in his pleasure, trembles as he refrains from encouraging Leo to continue
at this point, possibly more for his own sake than Leo's]
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he said let go, didn't he?
but suou's still...
well, okay. this is how it goes—
fully determined to push tsukasa over the edge, leo wastes no time. he takes as much of suou's dick as he can, almost up to the base, in and then out, his tongue running along the underside with no hesitation. that, once, and then when he fully takes tsukasa again he's sucking mercilessly, cheeks hollowing.
his hand runs gently across tsukasa's inner thigh as he does this, and he's truly aiming for tsukasa to feel as much sensations as he possibly can.
he wants tsukasa urging him, pushing him forward, not holding anything back as he groans and moans. whatever other sounds he can make. leo'll release them from his throat. all of them.
because that's what it means to lose control, right? ]
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what leo can do with his mouth is probably illegal in a collection of countries and if that's not the case then tsukasa would certainly create a petition to make it so
that said, it's a story in three parts.
first, a gasping breath. a gasping breath taken in the hopes that maybe his lungs will one day fill full again, instead of constantly having the air stolen from them with every sinful movement of leo's.
second, a broken moan. a broken moan that comes from tsukasa's core, works its way up his spine, escapes through his mouth before he can even think to stop it. his fingers working more desperately into Leo's hair, no longer mindful to keep from being too painful. better to ask for forgiveness than permission, isn't it? leo gave him permission for everything, didn't he?
excuses, excuses.
for third - third, he can't help himself. the moans spill from him, chasing after the first. even as he obliges to keep his legs spread, to allow Leo access to all that skin, he can't help the slight raise of his hips to follow the wet heat of Leo's mouth, the fingers in his hair guiding him down in the same motion.]
L-Leo. [his lord and king and lover's name on his tongue and it hangs in between them, as if all other words and names had been wiped from Tsukasa's memory
a gasp for air, as if it'll do anything for his too fast beating heart and the need burning through his veins] God, that's so —
You're so good. You're — so good....
[consider him suitably undone]
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with all the bullshit leo spouts on a regular basis, no one should be surprised he's pretty good with his mouth? not that he can spout much of anything right now, given he's just completely taking as much as tsukasa wants him to every single time. he's not certain how far he was going to take this one, but now that he's here, on his knees, hearing all of tsukasa's sinful sounds
(and they go straight to his core, his own erection throbbing)
so he thinks he'll take this all the way, and make tsukasa come.
with that goal set in his mind, he makes a sound at the back of his throat, hums, and braces one hand on tsukasa's thigh (gripping a little tight there, maybe, this is affecting him too). then, the other—it's shaky, but it moves to...
... well, to caress tsukasa's balls, gently.
more contact. more.
just tsukasa, tsukasa, tsukasa and the symphony of sounds he's making on the mind, now— ]
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it's too much - it's very quickly approaching Too Much.
although Tsukasa would call it a special treat to have Leo on his knees, so eager, so deliberate, they've been together long enough for him to be able to tell when the crescendo builds and builds to lead to his climax and while normally he has absolutely no issue chasing that, seizing it—
there's something very wrong about taking it for himself and only himself
he still can't help the way that his body reacts normally, another moan escaping him with Leo's touch, the way that his lower half immediately follows the touch as if he'd absolutely expire without it. the reverberations from Leo's own hum don't help any and
once again Tsukasa is reminded of how terribly dangerous his boyfriend is
he recovers when he can - in a manner of speaking, he is still completely unraveled - and doesn't hesitate to use his fingers threaded into Leo's hair to pull him away from his task - though not without a sigh of loss, his other hand reaching to Leo's bicep to pull him entirely onto his lap
fuck everything else, tsukasa is slamming their lips together in the next possible second, open-mouthed and messy and wanting]
You're impossible.
[but still really fcking good to be honest]
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it's so sudden, the directions he's yanked in, and there's no hiding his surprise (it's in his sharp exhale, the way his eyes widen) when he's pulled into tsukasa's lap. he's smaller—has always been surprisingly small, slender, despite the grandiose way he conducts himself, and he just never grew—so he slots himself comfortably there, his hands automatically moving to tsukasa's shoulders to steady himself, a slight bit of saliva on his chin from his earlier escapades, and really what the heck is going on here—
—then he's being kissed so feverishly that it all makes sense. ah. he'd made him lose it this badly, but tsukasa apparently refuses to uncoil alone. he's fighting.
leo's torn between amusement and pride, moaning into the kiss, and when that breaks he grins, a mischievous look in his eyes.
he wipes his chin of spit with the back of his hand. ]
So... Impossible and so good. I'll take that.
[ he starts, a repeat of tsukasa's broken words from just a moment ago. ]
I must've gotten you close, huh? You pulled me away pretty suddenly, haha!
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so much
He is so prideful and he is so devilish and he is so unbelievable and all of it just confirms that Tsukasa is so very much in love with him.
once he's seated in his lap, Tsukasa's arms wrap around him immediately, settle along his waist and even as the kiss is broken, he would consider it an actual crime if his mouth didn't get to fall on Leo. he kisses the corner of his mouth, his cheek, down his jaw, and even with the taunting, tsukasa can't really bring himself to feel ashamed. considering what Leo just did to him, it's hard to feel much of anything besides desire.]
You'll be the death of me, you know?
[that's all he can say for a moment, a sigh escaping him as he tries to get his heartbeat to calm. yet even that is short, passing. he still wants too much, has a base need and his hands run down Leo's back, exploring and touching]
Impossible and - so good. [another kiss placed at Leo's neck even as Tsukasa's hands reach for the waistband] And gorgeous. [a kiss at his collarbone, hands circling to the button of his pants] And frustrating.
[the button and zipper of leo's pants needed to be undone forever ago, though if tsukasa's hands are a little purposefully fumbly, touching and teasing and fingers just grazing over his hardness. well.
but what escapes his mouth is absolutely reverent]
I want you entirely.
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he's grateful, suddenly, for his hands that're settled on his shoulders--he'd just lean into him completely for support otherwise.
it's when tsukasa grazes him, a hint of what his body has been craving--that's when he feels another crack on his surface, and his breath hitches, his hips twitching slightly forward in tsukasa's direction. he can't help it, he's so sensitive right now, so on fire? everything is curling in his stomach, and his fingers grip tighter onto suou's shoulders as he attempts to anchor himself.
tease. is that revenge, it's--
his eyes flutter closed, and this time he does lean forward slightly, breath almost quivering as he speaks: ]
Then [ an exhale ] take me, Tsukasa, don't hold back at all. I said you could do anything--
[ just destroy him, it's fine.
the way tsukasa speaks, the feel of his touch again, is slowly undoing leo again. ]
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so Tsukasa smiles as he leans up, pressing another kiss right at Leo's jaw, working the same trail right back up to his lips before pressing them together again, claiming a hot, open-mouthed kiss as Leo's words manage to set every nerve on fire. his veins fill with want and his mind clouds over with desire.
Leo had already given him so much - nearly too much - it's simply time for him to repay the favor, he thinks. so he moves his hands to hook his thumbs into the waistband of Leo's pants and he pulls away from the kiss, sighs at the loss of Leo's taste on his tongue, but he has to say-]
Then lend me a hand here - and I'll take care of the rest.
[a tug of the waistband down, though it's still a bit difficult given Leo's position straddling him
even though that's such a shame?
it's one of tsukasa's favorite sights to have leo settled on top of him]
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it just takes an extra second, a blink, before leo's back on track. ]
Mm! Sure, sure, give me a sec.
[ playful and smiling, he raises from his position of straddling tsukasa to one where he stands between his legs instead. he does, however, keep tsukasa's hands where they stay on his pants, by planting his own right on top. then he's leading those hands downwards, directly helping tsukasa take off his pants and the boxers underneath.
(and he just keeps his eyes on him the entire time, still smiling)
well, up to a certain point, anyway. he peels them away by himself about halfway down, though he does keep one of tsukasa's hands occupied with one of his own. see, he intertwines their fingers, then moves to settle himself right back where he'd been.
on top of tsukasa, that is, only this time naked. ]
That good?
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[Honestly, simply, sincerely.
All the while he hadn't been able to tear his eyes away from Leo's after all, even as he let his hands be led and guided. His heart thrums in his chest and it reverberates with his fondness, his desire, his absolute all-encompassing love for every aspect of Leo.
that's what makes him lean up for another kiss, this one sweet and kind - though he can't quite help himself from nipping at Leo's bottom lip before he pulls away. still a bit of a spoiled tease.
his gaze reflects his amusement, his own lips curling into a smile as he takes leo's free hand with his own as well, claiming both of them and holding them carefully with intertwined fingers]
Though I think we should move to the bedroom?
[it'd probably be more comfortable regardless - they sort of just started to make a mess of a study without warning]
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[ pft. talk about a flip from being absolutely filthy, but it isn't as if this doesn't make his heart swell for completely different reasons, too. so, at the suggestion, after that heartwarming kiss, leo shifts and leads tsukasa off the chair so that they're both standing instead. he definitely takes extra care to keep their hands intertwined, to keep tsukasa close.
this is where the good boyfriend would say he could clean the mess they made in the one room they probably should not have wrecked, but leo's the type to make messes rather than pick them up so
at least he's following the directions, and making his way over to bedroom. ]
That's better anyway. I didn't think about it until just now, but it's kinda hard to spoon on a chair. For after, I mean.
[ and as the big spoon, this is important.
(studio laugh track) ]
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still though, Tsukasa can't help but chime in to make fun of Leo ever so gently]
Priorities.
[though he also thinks it would be cute if Leo was just curled up in his lap for after? alas, if he was a more prepared tsukasa then he would be able to achieve that - but he supposes that'll simply be another goal for another day.
for right now, he's content as he is, dipping his head to press a loving kiss to Leo's bare shoulder as they walk to the bedroom with an affectionate hum. eventually they'll probably return to clean up the mess of clothes that have been scattered in the study but that's definitely an issue for next time
the issue for right now is that they're fast approaching the bed and tsukasa did say that he wanted to surprise leo a few times today, hence why he'll simultaneously wrap an arm around his waist and then also
trip him so they're both headed down onto the bed, tsukasa on top probably looking way too amused]
Boo!
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all right, no, he just kind of lets out a little sound of surprise, but after that he's definitely going down and landing with an oof, an amused laugh when what the heck just happened settles down.
and he's left to look at that wonderful expression of tsukasa's, too. not that every expression of his isn't wonderful. ]
Woah— ahaha, yeah, you're definitely way spontaneous tonight. You got me!
[ got him with the trip, nabbed his surprise, just got him in general, really, because his heart's a hummingbird trapped in his chest still.
... he wiggles a bit, then lifts a hand to caress tsukasa's cheek, his thumb running a small, lazy line back and forth. and he says it so many times, said it so many times even when they're not trapped in these moments when they're having sex, because he feels it so strongly.
that is: ]
I love you.
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the laugh warms his heart, makes him smile fondly even when he's trying to be a little shit and generally provides the reminder-
congrats, Suou Tsukasa, you get to be in love
In love with an infuriating genius that you try every single day to actually deserve and - while it's a constant work in progress, maybe you're getting closer and closer
Regardless, he sighs. He sighs fondly and softly and leans down to press their lips together again after Leo's all too sincere declaration. It's soft and sweet even as the edges are colored with want and desire but most of all he feels so full of love.]
I love you too.
[and he'll occupy himself again with a gentle repetition of kisses. kiss after kiss after kiss.]
My darling.
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and it's a miracle that he's loved back, he thinks,
and he's reminded that there's some things he regrets but maybe he wouldn't do them over, because they led him to this point. he'd thought to himself that he'd needed to be a foundation, some time ago, but at some point he found himself supported just as much.
between their second last and last kiss, leo's hand trails down from tsukasa's cheek to his lips, and he presses his thumb over them gently to delay for just a moment. ]
Mm, Tsukasa. [ he grins, hair a mess, and he says: ] Make me forget everything except you right now. Is that okay?
[ just that, before he moves his hand, and leans up to initiate another soft kiss. ]
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that said, the answer would be that it's certainly more than okay. that the idea of nothing occupying leo's mind but thoughts of tsukasa sounds like a dream come true. what happens exactly when a genius's attention is entirely fixated on you? when you get the opportunity to feel so immersed in love and attention that there's nothing else?
well, tsukasa would like to pass that feeling onto leo too.
so he hums into the kiss, a small pleased noise of affirmation, and he lightly nips at leo's bottom lip, this time requesting permission to deepen it. let tsukasa show leo entirely just how much he treasures and adores him
one hand comes up to rest by leo's head, brushes aside his bangs, runs through his hair. the other moves to explore the bedside drawer, reaching and procuring a bottle of lube and a condom both out of it. even as tsukasa takes a moment to revel in the taste of leo, exploring his mouth, he multi-tasks, opening the lube and coating his fingers with the substance
one of his legs nudges leo's open, his hand reaching between the two of them to press a slick finger against leo's entrance, applying pressure and-
doing no more than that
what a tease]
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to feel nothing but him, to think of nothing but him—that's great. the tension in leo's stomach coils as he's shifted, and then there's pressure, and—
—the thought that he could headbutt tsukasa, probably.
but this wouldn't be the knight he fell in love with if he wasn't going to be a little shit, so perhaps leo should've expected this... it's amusing, aggravating, a lot of things. leo's not to the point where he's going to writhe and beg, but
but he does squirm a bit, a hand trailing to tsukasa's shoulder and gripping there, maybe a little harder than necessary. vocalizing what he's thinking isn't really possible with a mouth on his, with his determination to meet tsukasa's tongue as much as he can, so he'll have to settle with this.
move. ]
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but he totally does
in all honesty, even as he kisses leo - deeply and intensely - there's a slight chance that the corners of his mouth curl upward, amused even as he preoccupies himself with the enjoyment of being able to taste his boyfriend
still eventually he has to pull back for air, which also happens to be this moment. his heart is hammering in his chest, his breathing ragged, and he still has the nerve to give a charming smile even as he leans down to peck leo's cheek affectionately.]
Mm, sorry, sorry...
[even though it's said in a chipper tone that implies exactly otherwise
yet Tsukasa continues on as he had been doing, pressing familiar kisses down Leo's neck - this time focusing on the side that he hadn't left a mark on before. it's not that Leo isn't marked up already, doesn't have blooming colors on his neck and chest to remind him exactly what transpired this evening but -
is that really enough?
so tsukasa's motions work in conjunction. he bites and sucks at the exposed skin of leo's neck, intent on leaving a third mark, just as his fingers comply with the ushering of leo's hand on his shoulder, pressing his finger into leo slowly and carefully. a rhythm will be slowly built, actions amplified - just in the way that tsukasa hopes will get the beautiful sounds to spill from leo's lips]
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he won't though. as tsukasa's moving now and, even if it's just a finger, that plus the additional mark leo's being given and the arousal that's been mounting, makes those sounds that tsukasa had been wishing for come out rather easily.
a number of breathless gasps, a moment where he cranes his neck to give tsukasa more space to do what he likes, where his hand runs from tsukasa's shoulder down his arm, nails raking lightly against skin, and—
—and he shifts a little in time with that rhythm, looking for more, until he manages to say: ]
Tsukasa, [ hardly steady, squeezed out between shallow moans ] A little more—
[ guess who's being demanding again ]
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it makes Tsukasa smile against his skin, encourages him to utilize his teeth just a bit more for half a second, and because he already teased Leo a bit earlier, he has no issue with giving him what he wants now. particularly if it'll encourage more of those sounds to escape him.]
Mm, as you wish.
[so compliant, so pleasant - as if he's assisting in the most benign task in the world instead of something that makes heat curl in his stomach, that fills him with want and desire with every little motion of leo's that implies that he's feeling the exact same desire that tsukasa is.
another finger enters leo then as tsukasa kisses his way down leo's chest after being satisfied with his third mark. and given that he was granted permission to do anything to Leo and promised everything, he sees no reason why to refrain from making good on his word. as his fingers move to scissor and carefully stretch, moving at the same pace as before to slowly drive leo crazy, tsukasa leans down to take one of leo's nipples into his mouth.
his king is often at his best and most beautiful when he's been driven completely mad, after all.]
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and the jolt he gets from the heat of tsukasa's mouth, the feel of his fingers that he's adjusting and adjusted to, gets leo's back arching off the bed somewhat. he doesn't think it's possible to be still, not with the way there's so much building in him. his breath is a stutter, intermingled with the soft noises falling from his lips, and the feel of his hands grasping for any part of tsukasa he can reach. his eyes flutter shut, face flushed.
he's pulled, pulled, pulled, by every single motion of tsukasa's, like a magnet — ]
H...aha, [ a pant turns into a laugh, weak and coated in every single emotion leo's feeling right now ] you're really — gonna turn me crazy, Tsu—
[ it's too slow still, sinking him but not quite drowning, and it really is pushing him. the way he says what he says implies he still needs more, of course, but he doesn't ask out loud.
not yet, anyway. ]
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he's obliging with the reach of Leo's hands, not intending on going anywhere that could put any more space between the two of them than necessary - as is, he feels like he might die if he's away from the heat that emanates from Leo for too long. his heart beats against his chest as desire curls in his stomach, hungry and wanting, but
considering what leo did to him earlier, tsukasa isn't in any particular rush.]
Why don't you just let go...?
It's my pleasure to make sure you enjoy yourself.
[sincerely.
probably.
it's not without an edge as tsukasa chooses to create a path for himself, pressing his kisses down leo's chest and then his abdomen and lower and lower still. leisurely. with nothing but the intent to tease and map out leo's body with his mouth even as his fingers continue to carefully stretch him, steadily increasing in pace just Enough and
yet not enough at all
self-control is a very difficult thing]
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forget sanity.
and as leo opens an eye to meet the way tsukasa licks his lips, he knows he's almost completely gone, knows that tsukasa's aware of such a fact, of everything he's doing. not that there was any doubt about that. he almost obliges, almost completely does slip, a small exhale escaping with those kisses that linger lower and lower, the pace that increases and increases and doesn't.
and he throws his head back a little. the next thing coming out of his lips can be best described as something like a frustrated growl, yes, because it's leo, and because he knows he's pliable in tsukasa's hands, that even though he's teasing a little in turn and trying to make tsukasa work a little for a result like that, he's questioning the worth of that more and more.
then tsukasa's fingers hit him in a way that rips a moan from his throat, and he stops questioning. it's a taste of his peak, and leo's tired of waiting, tired of this pace that goes everywhere and nowhere. he shifts downwards, moves — like he's the one dictating the speed, like his plan is, simply and crudely put, to fuck himself on tsukasa's fingers if this is how it's going to go.
but, finally, he bends. he sighs out: ]
Okay. [ his heart, pounding, his arousal burning and — suou is such a handful, always. ] Mm, okay — Tsukasa, just... more. More, okay?
[ unraveled, that's what he is, so that's a success. ]
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he loves every single second of this, loves to watch the way that Leo's hold on his control and his pride slowly crumble underneath the pressure of what he's feeling, loves to realize that he's the one making Leo feel this good and let that thought resonate and send every single one of his nerves on edge
tsukasa is the one shuddering with leo's actions and his words, motivated to leave another mark on Leo's hip while he's already kissing down his body. he hums with approval when he pulls away and it takes every single inch of his self-control to not surge up and kiss Leo again immediately. but it's the thought that he would rather listen to whatever sinful sounds leave his lips that slows his motion]
Yes, my lord. [an all too pleased smile] My Leo.
[his, his, all his
that's the thought that beats in sync with his hammering heart, motivates him to push leo further and further toward his edge to give him what he wants. his fingers maintain their pace, not wanting to bring him over the edge too fast, but tsukasa can't quite help himself from moving over to like a stripe up leo's cock before taking the head of it into his mouth
well. leo did ask for more.]
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