[ —pfft. that gets leo to laugh, light and brilliant. he can't help it, the signs of irritation, the promise—tsukasa's so interesting, and he's so in love, so ready for whatever tsukasa will do back to him. right now, though, it's his turn, and he'll enjoy it, push tsukasa as well as he can.
he lifts himself a little more, and the hands that tighten in his hair make him release a pleased hum. pushing buttons is a good sign—he knows he can do that, he likes that he can do that. sometimes.
a lot of the time.
his hand lowers, slowly, again to the top of tsukasa's waistband. ]
I know, I know! I can't wait.
[ sure, that's something you can say in this case. he means it honestly, anyway. he removes his knee, shifts slowly, opting to kneel instead of lean over or straddle his boyfriend on the chair. so, he totally lied about switching places and sitting on tsukasa's lap, but—
—well, he can do that after.
after he's done focusing on removing tsukasa's pants, underwear, the rest of his composure. ]
Don't get annoyed, 'kay? I don't need to hear it, I just like hearing you say you want it sometimes. [ excuse him.
with the buttons undone, he hooks his fingers in, tugs lightly, and: ] Here, help me—
If you don't want me to get annoyed, don't be annoying?
[TOO EASY.
Still though, Tsukasa doesn't actually look irritated, despite his words. Perhaps if this was just them hanging out on the couch, Leo doing something nonsensical for the sake of nonsense, Tsukasa would find the time and nerve to be annoyed.
But no, the look in his eyes is only amusement, only unabashed affection. Leo is impossible and Tsukasa wouldn't have him any other way.
Even if it gets his heart pumping uncomfortably fast, fills him with more feeling than he ever thought he could possess, affirms that he's so in love that it's disastrous.
At the very least, it's a disaster he'll face head on.
Hence why he'll lift his hips to assist Leo with his pants but the hand in Leo's hair will pull ever so slightly, guide him down so Tsukasa can press their lips together again in a fierce, messy kiss.
A sigh. That was far too long without a proper kiss.]
ultimately, he's used to this. ultimately, he knows that this is what they are, two parts of a whole, a king and a knight. god knows that he's certain he'll always want tsukasa too; there's so much about life that's uncertain, changing, but even in the midst of understanding that he can also understand that maybe this is the one thing that'll never shift. the exception to a dynamic life.
( leo'll always love tsukasa, tsukasa'll always love him )
but sometimes, still, it's like he's rediscovering that emotion all over again. it catches him off-guard (as tsukasa does) and this is one of those moments. with tsukasa looking at him like he is, it's like the puzzle never clicked, where the swell of his chest whispers yes, you're in love, this is what you've got
and it makes him love life more than he had before. every time he has this little realization, over and over again, it just helps him love more and more and more and more and
he's a little shocked, at first, tugged and kissed and promised always, but even that settles soon.
because he knows. ]
Mm. Thanks.
[ genuine and true ]
Tsu. You sure made my heart skip a beat, you know? You do that all the time—sometimes I feel like I'll actually die one of these days from it, haha!
[ now, he starts on what he’s giving. his hands had gone slack midway into taking off what was covering tsukasa’s lower half, busy as he was with being completely overwhelmed with the pure fact that tsukasa exists, that he’s lucky enough to have something like this, someone like this.
he’s so beautiful.
beautiful when he’s loving and being loved, beautiful when he’s annoyed with his bullshit, beautiful when he’s asleep and awake and
beautiful when he’s completely naked, add that to the list. ]
I won’t, though, ‘cause I still have things to do here. Like thank you for being with me—
[ leo kneels on the floor, slowly working on completely taking off the rest of tsukasa’s clothes ]
—for following this foolish King this long—
[ with those tugged off, he leans forward again, his hands brushing up now unclothed thighs ]
—for giving me a lot more than I think I deserve, maybe?
[ and then he’s kissing there, soft and gentle, up and up and up ]
[ until that gentleness slips away, and leo is left playful again when he speaks, his breath hot on skin: ]
And this, too.
[ finally, he touches where he said he would. tsukasa’s erection is proof of just what they do to each other, and he kisses the tip, moves his hand to circle around its length.
there is no way that it could be anything else, the way that this manages to play on so many different emotions - the way that Leo manages to invoke parts of Tsukasa that he leaves untouched, forgotten, sometimes doesn't even know about
but it's here, his heart hammering in his chest and breath coming out haggard indeed even as he lets Leo undress him. how opposite, he can't help but think. shouldn't he be the one assisting and serving his king? and yet - and yet he feels so entirely spoiled
(and he loves it. he loves it so much, loves to be doted on, loves this precipice of possessing control and yet none at all)
he stands on another precipice, calls upon every inch of his self-control to not lift his hips again in response to Leo's touch, to not buck into his hand and chase the friction and follow the base need—]
Leo.
[was that his lord's name or a groan? he can't really provide an answer for a second, his breath coming out in stutters]
Was that... on purpose?
[one hand remains in Leo's hair, the other coming up to Tsukasa's own heated face as runs a hand through his own hair]
You know I - can't respond....
[can't respond the way he wants - with assurances that Leo never thinks he deserves enough, with the promise that there's no reason to thank him, with doting kisses and sweet words - because it's a little bit too hard to see the innocence of their affection with lust clouding his mind]
[ what's on purpose, he's asking, the curiosity and love sparkling in his eyes as he looks up at his beloved, a beautiful mess because of him. there's no shame in being brought to the floor, in serving here—again, it's only for suou that he'd put himself in a position like this, enjoy every moment of it.
leo acts as if he has no idea what on purpose could possibly mean, but the smile on his lips as he lingers close to tsukasa's dick says otherwise.
he made a request to his king, and now that king will serve him with the utmost dedication, and allow none of that back as long as he's here, kneeling. ]
Didn't you say you were gonna repay me? Where'd all that talk go? [ he punctuates that with another stroke, looks down; his hand makes room for his mouth, as he gives tsukasa an experimental lick
tentative
teasing. ]
M'kidding, kidding. You don't need to.
[ and another, followed by a laugh ]
You've given me such a great song, I just wanna... show that. [ a pause, and he looks up again, vibrant green focused entirely on tsukasa. predatory, almost, proud like a beast where he lies—but also gentle, after a moment. ] So... let go, Tsu. That'll be enough for me.
[ with that said, leo's free hand gently pushes one of tsukasa's legs to spread them further apart, and then with no more warning he's fully taking him in his mouth.
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.
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he lifts himself a little more, and the hands that tighten in his hair make him release a pleased hum. pushing buttons is a good sign—he knows he can do that, he likes that he can do that. sometimes.
a lot of the time.
his hand lowers, slowly, again to the top of tsukasa's waistband. ]
I know, I know! I can't wait.
[ sure, that's something you can say in this case. he means it honestly, anyway. he removes his knee, shifts slowly, opting to kneel instead of lean over or straddle his boyfriend on the chair. so, he totally lied about switching places and sitting on tsukasa's lap, but—
—well, he can do that after.
after he's done focusing on removing tsukasa's pants, underwear, the rest of his composure. ]
Don't get annoyed, 'kay? I don't need to hear it, I just like hearing you say you want it sometimes. [ excuse him.
with the buttons undone, he hooks his fingers in, tugs lightly, and: ] Here, help me—
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[TOO EASY.
Still though, Tsukasa doesn't actually look irritated, despite his words. Perhaps if this was just them hanging out on the couch, Leo doing something nonsensical for the sake of nonsense, Tsukasa would find the time and nerve to be annoyed.
But no, the look in his eyes is only amusement, only unabashed affection. Leo is impossible and Tsukasa wouldn't have him any other way.
Even if it gets his heart pumping uncomfortably fast, fills him with more feeling than he ever thought he could possess, affirms that he's so in love that it's disastrous.
At the very least, it's a disaster he'll face head on.
Hence why he'll lift his hips to assist Leo with his pants but the hand in Leo's hair will pull ever so slightly, guide him down so Tsukasa can press their lips together again in a fierce, messy kiss.
A sigh. That was far too long without a proper kiss.]
I want whatever you'll give me, Leader.
I'll always want you.
/3 here we flippin' go
ultimately, he's used to this. ultimately, he knows that this is what they are, two parts of a whole, a king and a knight. god knows that he's certain he'll always want tsukasa too; there's so much about life that's uncertain, changing, but even in the midst of understanding that he can also understand that maybe this is the one thing that'll never shift. the exception to a dynamic life.
( leo'll always love tsukasa, tsukasa'll always love him )
but sometimes, still, it's like he's rediscovering that emotion all over again. it catches him off-guard (as tsukasa does) and this is one of those moments. with tsukasa looking at him like he is, it's like the puzzle never clicked, where the swell of his chest whispers yes, you're in love, this is what you've got
and it makes him love life more than he had before. every time he has this little realization, over and over again, it just helps him love more and more and more and more and
he's a little shocked, at first, tugged and kissed and promised always, but even that settles soon.
because he knows. ]
Mm. Thanks.
[ genuine and true ]
Tsu. You sure made my heart skip a beat, you know? You do that all the time—sometimes I feel like I'll actually die one of these days from it, haha!
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he’s so beautiful.
beautiful when he’s loving and being loved, beautiful when he’s annoyed with his bullshit, beautiful when he’s asleep and awake and
beautiful when he’s completely naked, add that to the list. ]
I won’t, though, ‘cause I still have things to do here. Like thank you for being with me—
[ leo kneels on the floor, slowly working on completely taking off the rest of tsukasa’s clothes ]
—for following this foolish King this long—
[ with those tugged off, he leans forward again, his hands brushing up now unclothed thighs ]
—for giving me a lot more than I think I deserve, maybe?
[ and then he’s kissing there, soft and gentle, up and up and up ]
ok
And this, too.
[ finally, he touches where he said he would. tsukasa’s erection is proof of just what they do to each other, and he kisses the tip, moves his hand to circle around its length.
he says: ]
My Tsukasa,
[ almost reverent, and gives a gentle stroke. ]
I’ll always want you too, y'know? Always.
[ always. ]
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it's a test, isn't it?
it has to be a test.
there is no way that it could be anything else, the way that this manages to play on so many different emotions - the way that Leo manages to invoke parts of Tsukasa that he leaves untouched, forgotten, sometimes doesn't even know about
but it's here, his heart hammering in his chest and breath coming out haggard indeed even as he lets Leo undress him. how opposite, he can't help but think. shouldn't he be the one assisting and serving his king? and yet - and yet he feels so entirely spoiled
(and he loves it. he loves it so much, loves to be doted on, loves this precipice of possessing control and yet none at all)
he stands on another precipice, calls upon every inch of his self-control to not lift his hips again in response to Leo's touch, to not buck into his hand and chase the friction and follow the base need—]
Leo.
[was that his lord's name or a groan? he can't really provide an answer for a second, his breath coming out in stutters]
Was that... on purpose?
[one hand remains in Leo's hair, the other coming up to Tsukasa's own heated face as runs a hand through his own hair]
You know I - can't respond....
[can't respond the way he wants - with assurances that Leo never thinks he deserves enough, with the promise that there's no reason to thank him, with doting kisses and sweet words - because it's a little bit too hard to see the innocence of their affection with lust clouding his mind]
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[ what's on purpose, he's asking, the curiosity and love sparkling in his eyes as he looks up at his beloved, a beautiful mess because of him. there's no shame in being brought to the floor, in serving here—again, it's only for suou that he'd put himself in a position like this, enjoy every moment of it.
leo acts as if he has no idea what on purpose could possibly mean, but the smile on his lips as he lingers close to tsukasa's dick says otherwise.
he made a request to his king, and now that king will serve him with the utmost dedication, and allow none of that back as long as he's here, kneeling. ]
Didn't you say you were gonna repay me? Where'd all that talk go? [ he punctuates that with another stroke, looks down; his hand makes room for his mouth, as he gives tsukasa an experimental lick
tentative
teasing. ]
M'kidding, kidding. You don't need to.
[ and another, followed by a laugh ]
You've given me such a great song, I just wanna... show that. [ a pause, and he looks up again, vibrant green focused entirely on tsukasa. predatory, almost, proud like a beast where he lies—but also gentle, after a moment. ] So... let go, Tsu. That'll be enough for me.
[ with that said, leo's free hand gently pushes one of tsukasa's legs to spread them further apart, and then with no more warning he's fully taking him in his mouth.
that's one way to shut leo up, probably ]
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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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