[HE'S SO SPOILED!!!! at least itsuki's self-aware enough to know this... but will he change that? he will not,
he arches his back just a little at Buzen's touch, letting out a soft, pleased sound. sex isn't a new thing to itsuki, but this tenderness is. being treated with affection, being with someone he genuinely cares about... every other experience in his life pales in comparison,
he'd like it if he could show that to buzen too.]
...I want to hear your voice.
[he shifts so he can kiss Buzen's cheek too, murmuring into his ear]
Don't hold back, okay?
[then he kisses the spot right behind his ear, his neck, collarbone, shoulder, slowly and reverently, lingering on each spot. he slides his hand down buzen's chest, tracing the line of his abdomen for a brief appreciative moment (chat voice: ab punch), before finally wrapping his hand around buzen in slow, sure strokes]
[this is still so funny to tag after paraiso i'm shaking just channel the crop top energy into it i guess
it's also a blessing that this room isn't too far from the gous, but it's also not next door either. because buzen is already the type of person who wants to give the people he loves everything they could want, and so he doesn't see a reason to go against what itsuki is asking for from him. the slight rumble of appreciation from deep in his chest with every touch, the slight sigh of fondness at the dusting of kisses.
buzen's own hand runs through itsuki's hair in an idle motion, tightens when he feels his hand around him, coupled with a brief gasp. his hips twitch like he already wants to follow the pace, always || this close to chasing impulse at any given moment.]
Suki...
[saying his name just for the sake of it - though buzen already feels ever so slightly breathless from the attention]
[THE CROP TOP ENERGY IS THE ONLY THING SUSTAINING THIS THREAD AND ITSUKI HASN'T EVEN ICLY SEEN BUZEN IN IT YET,
his gaze is on Buzen, though his eyes do widen a little when his hair is tugged ever so slightly. he's never been very into hair pulling -- too many liberties taken against his hair during the throes of someone else's passion -- but it feels? exciting? when buzen does it? probably because he's normally so gentle with his hair, and itsuki is already of the opinion that buzen can do anything he wants (bottom behavior)
he rewards him by picking up the pace and leaving him with another kiss, sucking the skin of his neck to leave a little love bite,]
I like the way you say my name. [he's had a lot of nicknames, but suki remains his favorite,] And I like your voice. It makes me want to hear you sing.
[look he's only ever heard buzen sing nonsensical lines while setting the swoom on fire, he needs to hear the karabuzen duet and question whose agenda this is]
[HE DID IN WEEK 1 or whenever it was that the swords had their chaotic time in the infinity closet.
ah - buzen almost wonders if he should be more careful. it's true that he hasn't taken to pulling itsuki's hair, but that's partially because itsuki rarely tops honestly. when his eyes widen, buzen tries to uncurl his fingers. to run his fingers through itsuki's hair more gently - even if it's a little more slow and shaky.
sort of like the laugh that gets pulled from him, the sound intermingling with a groan even as his other hand slips to itsuki's back, fingers pressing against his shoulder blade to keep him close.]
Maybe... later? [he presses his own kiss to itsuki's temple, missing slightly] I can - sing for you.
[and before he forgets - ] Should I - be careful with your hair?
[im shaking i forgot the gay ass tag i wrote in response to that
Itsuki has no problem with being close, moving forward under the press of Buzen's hand, and then leaning his head against the fingers running through his hair, a silent 'yes' to his touch as he laughs under his breath]
...I don't think you'll be able to?
[buzen really is so sweet to ask, itsuki should take a page from his book. especially when the only warning he'll give in return is his hand curling around Buzen's waist, like an attempt to keep him in place (even though buzen's so strong but look it's the spirit that counts) as he speeds up suddenly -- the rhythm of his other hand alternating unpredictably between fast and slow. if he can't hear buzen sing then he can at least hear him get a little louder -- peel whatever sounds he can from him, whether satisfied or frustrated
is he forgetting that frustrating buzen will just lead to buzen eventually topping him............... it's fine sometimes u just want to do a little Gamble,]
[you already blocked itsuki's gay panic out of memory
anyway buzen's brow furrows in a brief 'what does this mean' at itsuki's words before he realizes so very clearly. the speed startles a moan out of him, though the noise is an undeniably pleased one. there is zero attempt to keep it down, purely out of itsuki's request. i guess buzen is fine getting a little slutty too -
except for when the speed alters, and slows, and the hand at his waist will definitely feel the tension in buzen's abdomen as the immediate urge is to snap his hips up to follow itsuki's hand. he doesn't quite succeed, which pulls a fairly frustrated whine from him]
Suki, you - ahh.
[he sounds a little growly.... how was that sentence gonna end...]
[it's bc itsuki gay panicked so many times that it's all one gay panic blur, JUST A CONTINUOUS REEL
the vibe is :3c right now, that's itsuki.]
Mm? What is it? [he sounds so pleased for someone who's also a little breathless, from both the effort and seeing Buzen like this,
cranky buzen... he's not cranky he's frustrated -- cranky buzen... he leans in to give him a kissy, which ends up more like Itsuki sucking on his bottom lip,]
[buzen: i'll give you anything you want suki itsuki: teases him buzen: not like this
which is to say that there's a lot that buzen finds frustrating in this moment? the pace of itsuki's hand, the kiss that isn't quite a kiss, being called cute... his brow furrows again, agitated and baited (help), before he lets his fingers thread through itsuki's hair again, encouraging him down. the next kiss is one that's more definitely on buzen's terms, even though he can't bite back the moan that escapes him when he licks into itsuki's mouth.
it's automatic - he wants. even though he's still not as good at asking, there is still something in him that's undeniably hungry. he catches itsuki's mouth in kiss after kiss, though he does murmur against his mouth - ]
[buzen used top energy... it's a critical hit.... WHEN IS IT NOT
Itsuki quickly discovering that he loves it when Buzen asks for something he wants, because he so rarely does? It's eclipsed only by how much he loves hearing Buzen demand.
normally he'd be so affectionate and giving (service top) with him, and normally Itsuki would be the one receiving. he likes that too, loves that actually, but he's just as excited now. if he can give even a fraction of everything buzen's given him... it's that desire that gets him to pull away -- regretful despite his racing pulse --]
Hold onto me.
[but it's fine because he's moving downwards now, eager to make up for that loss, but slowly too so buzen's hand stays in his hair. he briefly nuzzles the hard lines of buzen's abdomen (AB PUNCH), then opens his mouth to take him in, humming all the while,]
[it wasn't even intentional top energy he was just getting impatient -
it's funny because buzen can take forever with itsuki, draw out every feeling and moment of pleasure. but he truly can't seem to take it in reverse, frustrated when things aren't to a pace that he likes. maybe he's spoiled in his own way, comfortable in the way that itsuki lets him have control during their moments of intimacy. some parts of him truly err more toward leading than following.
but he keeps himself still and mostly obedient. his fingers remain tangled in itsuki's hair and - honestly, his earlier prophecy all but comes to fruition. at the feeling of his mouth, buzen's fingers don't necessarily pull but they tense in itsuki's hair involuntarily. a low moan escapes buzen's throat just as he arches with the spark of electricity sent down his spine. he can't even try to hide how much he likes what itsuki's doing if he tried....
..... embarrassing........ a blush dusts his shoulders and crawls up his neck]
itsuki likes being pampered, but he likes seeing buzen figure out how to love him too. it seems only right for buzen to take the reins for something that itsuki has more experience in, and it doesn't hurt that he's so very good at it. itsuki really introduced sluttiness and monogamy to a perfectly nice sword,
but he likes this reverse too. he likes the moan and how Buzen arches into him, and he likes seeing that light flush of red. he meant what he said before???? that buzen's so cute...
he wraps his hands on either side of Buzen's hips, presses his nails deep into the skin there. just as an encouragement for him to move, because itsuki's debated the merits of trying to keep Buzen still while blowing him and has decided that he's better off using his energy for one thing at a time, good job itsuki]
it's probably almost a bit comical, the extent that buzen is unsure how to give back in this situation. probably because he's very specifically not meant to. there is still a part of him that very much wants to return the favor to itsuki but - well, distracted and hazy as his mind currently is, it's more than a little difficult to actually think of anything.
instead it's just following instinct, the gasp that escapes him and the stutter of his hips that comes with the feeling of itsuki's nails. this time it's buzen's turn to chase after something, to try to catch those tendrils of pleasure and feeling of heat.
itsuki asking him not to hold back his voice is really paying off now, if only for the heated noises that leave buzen's mouth before he thinks to stop them. it's dizzying.
though even now there's the slightest part of him that's not fully losing control - still trying to be mindful of itsuki's comfort despite the sluttiness]
[buzen: i want to give :(((( itsuki: i think ur giving me plenty though???
every gasp and moan itsuki gets to elicit is honestly its own reward. usually itsuki would be the one making all the slutty noises. kind of like now, he's not so occupied that he can't give an appreciative groan of his own, floating on the heady satisfaction of knowing that he's making buzen feel good,
he can do more than good though. if he was really committed to teasing then he'd pull back now, and while a part of him feels mean enough to be curious...
he wants this moment to revolve entirely around buzen only. if he was intent before then he's completely lost in him now, building up a fire that he refuses to bank, not until buzen gets what he wants, not until he can finally stop chasing -- itsuki takes him in deeper despite the discomfort, follows it up with a scrape of teeth. buzen called sex his specialty so he's going to put all that knowledge to good use, all his brain cells are for the horny now!!!!]
[if itsuki pulled back now i truly have no idea how buzen would react and that's the funniest thing in the world to me. the way he might actually get cranky
instead he finds that he has no reason to be cranky. rather, itsuki is well and truly giving him everything he could want. he swears he sees sparks behind his eyelids, fingers tangling worse in itsuki's hair as buzen holds onto him like a lifeline. another strangled gasp escapes him as he finds himself teetering so close to the edge, just brushing against his peak - ]
Suki, almost...
[how desperate he sounds is a surprise even to him? well damn,]
[mikazuki just suddenly knocking on the door like 'hello buzen gou i would like to talk to this human boyfriend you brought home to bang' it would be so funny help,
then again, itsuki wouldn't be able to register anyone else's voice other than buzen's? no matter who calls for them, it wouldn't matter. the sound of buzen gasping out his name, desperate in a way Itsuki's never heard before takes precedence over everything else. he loves when buzen says his name, but this moment is especially intoxicating. he flicks his gaze up to take buzen's expression in -- the flushed red and the desperation -- and wonders if his own expression is just as wanton.
there's something very slutty about the thought that he can really stay here all night between buzen's legs coaxing more sounds from him, but he thinks it anyway. thankfully, all he does is think it because drawing it out any longer would be so mean of him to do...... and he's nothing if not giving,
'almost' is a demand too, and one Itsuki's all too eager to fulfill. so close. just a bit more and he'll be able to taste all of him. buzen's the wind no matter where he goes, but it'd sweet if he came (lol) to him just this once]
[i want to hit you so bad for this pun i'm losing my mind hELP ME YAYWON
it's really such a blessing that not only are they in a room slightly further away, but that door is also very locked. buzen has no sense of shame, hasn't learned that particular part of being human, but even he understands that they are the precipice of something so very intimate indeed. tremors run throughout his body even as he makes noises that he hadn't realized he could - wanting and appreciative in equal measure.
how inevitable it is for him to fall apart under itsuki's touch, intent and loving as it is.
even as he hits his climax, he can't help the strangled sound that may be itsuki's name that escapes him. his fingers tangle worse in his hair during that brief moment before relaxing - sort of. there's a new desperation that hits buzen when he tries to encourage itsuki back up as soon as possible so he can kiss all over his face like he's trying to say thank you for making him feel so good that all his thoughts went white for a moment]
[I TYPED THAT SO MANY DIFFERENT WAYS AND THE PUN WAS IN THERE EVERY TIME,
he feels both dizzy and sated, satisfaction and arousal curling in the pit of his stomach as he swallows. but he barely has time to linger before buzen urges him back up and starts kissing him all over, startling a laugh from him,]
You liked it that much, huh?
[he's so pleased and happy and also smug as he links his arms around Buzen, cuddling him close]
I loved it too. I'm glad I got to hear you sing.
["""sing""" itsuki like 'i WILL remember every one of those moans for the rest of my life'. ]
[I TRULY DON'T BELIEVE YOU TRIED THAT HARD TO KEEP THE PUN AWAY
anyway, horrible, buzen did enjoy that. just as itsuki cuddles him close, buzen will nuzzle back just the same. his heart still feels like it's racing, and he still wants to be able to return the favor which
is why he's definitely just going to roll them over so he gets to be on top now, pressing kisses to itsuki's jaw and neck and already occupying himself with leaving a mark on his collarbone]
[terrible… buzen bites just a little harder when itsuki tugs on his hair - though he soothes the mark with his tongue pretty immediately after. he grins back at itsuki even as he lifts his head to slot their lips together again.
he murmurs against his mouth while his hand goes to tangle with itsuki’s interlacing their fingers and holding itsuki’s hand against the futon]
the box with the buzen pictures and all the sweet letters he wrote to buzen.
the sweet box of gay pining that now also has a bottle(s..???????????) of lube there too, he'd point but buzen has him pinned down and i think im gonna cry bc itsuki's so slutty]
[STOPASMLDFMSDLSDMF DON'T STATE THE REASONING BEHIND ITSUKI'S ACTIONS I CANT STAND IT HERE
anyway yeah he's a total bottom, i hate it here. He does prop himself up so he can watch Buzen, because i guess he's also a fcking voyeur, just admiring the lines of his body as he moves. i think about the pc where itsuki admitted to prompto that he likes watching buzen in motion and i want to cry because it's true,
he glances to the side and sees buzen's clothes in a pile on the floor, and because he's a malewife he'll lean over in an attempt to fold them (itsuki is about to bang and yet he can't resist being domestic) and then sees the sword, buzen's sword. hm.
when buzen looks back he'll see Itsuki sitting in front of his sword form, looking down at it with obvious interest in his eyes, he always sees it on Buzen's hip or in his hands, but he's never just seen it by itself,]
Do you do your own maintenance? [he heard buzen mention 'repairs room' earlier today...]
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the way i had this tag open during paraiso and now im depressed
he arches his back just a little at Buzen's touch, letting out a soft, pleased sound. sex isn't a new thing to itsuki, but this tenderness is. being treated with affection, being with someone he genuinely cares about... every other experience in his life pales in comparison,
he'd like it if he could show that to buzen too.]
...I want to hear your voice.
[he shifts so he can kiss Buzen's cheek too, murmuring into his ear]
Don't hold back, okay?
[then he kisses the spot right behind his ear, his neck, collarbone, shoulder, slowly and reverently, lingering on each spot. he slides his hand down buzen's chest, tracing the line of his abdomen for a brief appreciative moment (chat voice: ab punch), before finally wrapping his hand around buzen in slow, sure strokes]
(cards against humanity voice) a sad handjob
it's also a blessing that this room isn't too far from the gous, but it's also not next door either. because buzen is already the type of person who wants to give the people he loves everything they could want, and so he doesn't see a reason to go against what itsuki is asking for from him. the slight rumble of appreciation from deep in his chest with every touch, the slight sigh of fondness at the dusting of kisses.
buzen's own hand runs through itsuki's hair in an idle motion, tightens when he feels his hand around him, coupled with a brief gasp. his hips twitch like he already wants to follow the pace, always || this close to chasing impulse at any given moment.]
Suki...
[saying his name just for the sake of it - though buzen already feels ever so slightly breathless from the attention]
ALMSLDMGSG :AMEN: (DEPRESSED)
his gaze is on Buzen, though his eyes do widen a little when his hair is tugged ever so slightly. he's never been very into hair pulling -- too many liberties taken against his hair during the throes of someone else's passion -- but it feels? exciting? when buzen does it? probably because he's normally so gentle with his hair, and itsuki is already of the opinion that buzen can do anything he wants (bottom behavior)
he rewards him by picking up the pace and leaving him with another kiss, sucking the skin of his neck to leave a little love bite,]
I like the way you say my name. [he's had a lot of nicknames, but suki remains his favorite,] And I like your voice. It makes me want to hear you sing.
[look he's only ever heard buzen sing nonsensical lines while setting the swoom on fire, he needs to hear the karabuzen duet and question whose agenda this is]
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ah - buzen almost wonders if he should be more careful. it's true that he hasn't taken to pulling itsuki's hair, but that's partially because itsuki rarely tops honestly. when his eyes widen, buzen tries to uncurl his fingers. to run his fingers through itsuki's hair more gently - even if it's a little more slow and shaky.
sort of like the laugh that gets pulled from him, the sound intermingling with a groan even as his other hand slips to itsuki's back, fingers pressing against his shoulder blade to keep him close.]
Maybe... later? [he presses his own kiss to itsuki's temple, missing slightly] I can - sing for you.
[and before he forgets - ] Should I - be careful with your hair?
[he can hold back if itsuki prefers it...]
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Itsuki has no problem with being close, moving forward under the press of Buzen's hand, and then leaning his head against the fingers running through his hair, a silent 'yes' to his touch as he laughs under his breath]
...I don't think you'll be able to?
[buzen really is so sweet to ask, itsuki should take a page from his book. especially when the only warning he'll give in return is his hand curling around Buzen's waist, like an attempt to keep him in place (even though buzen's so strong but look it's the spirit that counts) as he speeds up suddenly -- the rhythm of his other hand alternating unpredictably between fast and slow. if he can't hear buzen sing then he can at least hear him get a little louder -- peel whatever sounds he can from him, whether satisfied or frustrated
is he forgetting that frustrating buzen will just lead to buzen eventually topping him............... it's fine sometimes u just want to do a little Gamble,]
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anyway buzen's brow furrows in a brief 'what does this mean' at itsuki's words before he realizes so very clearly. the speed startles a moan out of him, though the noise is an undeniably pleased one. there is zero attempt to keep it down, purely out of itsuki's request. i guess buzen is fine getting a little slutty too -
except for when the speed alters, and slows, and the hand at his waist will definitely feel the tension in buzen's abdomen as the immediate urge is to snap his hips up to follow itsuki's hand. he doesn't quite succeed, which pulls a fairly frustrated whine from him]
Suki, you - ahh.
[he sounds a little growly.... how was that sentence gonna end...]
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the vibe is :3c right now, that's itsuki.]
Mm? What is it? [he sounds so pleased for someone who's also a little breathless, from both the effort and seeing Buzen like this,
cranky buzen... he's not cranky he's frustrated -- cranky buzen... he leans in to give him a kissy, which ends up more like Itsuki sucking on his bottom lip,]
You're so cute, Buzen.
[he looooves his boyfriend so muuuuch,]
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itsuki: teases him
buzen: not like this
which is to say that there's a lot that buzen finds frustrating in this moment? the pace of itsuki's hand, the kiss that isn't quite a kiss, being called cute... his brow furrows again, agitated and baited (help), before he lets his fingers thread through itsuki's hair again, encouraging him down. the next kiss is one that's more definitely on buzen's terms, even though he can't bite back the moan that escapes him when he licks into itsuki's mouth.
it's automatic - he wants. even though he's still not as good at asking, there is still something in him that's undeniably hungry. he catches itsuki's mouth in kiss after kiss, though he does murmur against his mouth - ]
More.
[he's not asking!!!!]
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Itsuki quickly discovering that he loves it when Buzen asks for something he wants, because he so rarely does? It's eclipsed only by how much he loves hearing Buzen demand.
normally he'd be so affectionate and giving (service top) with him, and normally Itsuki would be the one receiving. he likes that too, loves that actually, but he's just as excited now. if he can give even a fraction of everything buzen's given him... it's that desire that gets him to pull away -- regretful despite his racing pulse --]
Hold onto me.
[but it's fine because he's moving downwards now, eager to make up for that loss, but slowly too so buzen's hand stays in his hair. he briefly nuzzles the hard lines of buzen's abdomen (AB PUNCH), then opens his mouth to take him in, humming all the while,]
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it's funny because buzen can take forever with itsuki, draw out every feeling and moment of pleasure. but he truly can't seem to take it in reverse, frustrated when things aren't to a pace that he likes. maybe he's spoiled in his own way, comfortable in the way that itsuki lets him have control during their moments of intimacy. some parts of him truly err more toward leading than following.
but he keeps himself still and mostly obedient. his fingers remain tangled in itsuki's hair and - honestly, his earlier prophecy all but comes to fruition. at the feeling of his mouth, buzen's fingers don't necessarily pull but they tense in itsuki's hair involuntarily. a low moan escapes buzen's throat just as he arches with the spark of electricity sent down his spine. he can't even try to hide how much he likes what itsuki's doing if he tried....
..... embarrassing........ a blush dusts his shoulders and crawls up his neck]
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itsuki likes being pampered, but he likes seeing buzen figure out how to love him too. it seems only right for buzen to take the reins for something that itsuki has more experience in, and it doesn't hurt that he's so very good at it. itsuki really introduced sluttiness and monogamy to a perfectly nice sword,
but he likes this reverse too. he likes the moan and how Buzen arches into him, and he likes seeing that light flush of red. he meant what he said before???? that buzen's so cute...
he wraps his hands on either side of Buzen's hips, presses his nails deep into the skin there. just as an encouragement for him to move, because itsuki's debated the merits of trying to keep Buzen still while blowing him and has decided that he's better off using his energy for one thing at a time, good job itsuki]
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it's probably almost a bit comical, the extent that buzen is unsure how to give back in this situation. probably because he's very specifically not meant to. there is still a part of him that very much wants to return the favor to itsuki but - well, distracted and hazy as his mind currently is, it's more than a little difficult to actually think of anything.
instead it's just following instinct, the gasp that escapes him and the stutter of his hips that comes with the feeling of itsuki's nails. this time it's buzen's turn to chase after something, to try to catch those tendrils of pleasure and feeling of heat.
itsuki asking him not to hold back his voice is really paying off now, if only for the heated noises that leave buzen's mouth before he thinks to stop them. it's dizzying.
though even now there's the slightest part of him that's not fully losing control - still trying to be mindful of itsuki's comfort despite the sluttiness]
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itsuki: i think ur giving me plenty though???
every gasp and moan itsuki gets to elicit is honestly its own reward. usually itsuki would be the one making all the slutty noises. kind of like now, he's not so occupied that he can't give an appreciative groan of his own, floating on the heady satisfaction of knowing that he's making buzen feel good,
he can do more than good though. if he was really committed to teasing then he'd pull back now, and while a part of him feels mean enough to be curious...
he wants this moment to revolve entirely around buzen only. if he was intent before then he's completely lost in him now, building up a fire that he refuses to bank, not until buzen gets what he wants, not until he can finally stop chasing -- itsuki takes him in deeper despite the discomfort, follows it up with a scrape of teeth. buzen called sex his specialty so he's going to put all that knowledge to good use, all his brain cells are for the horny now!!!!]
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instead he finds that he has no reason to be cranky. rather, itsuki is well and truly giving him everything he could want. he swears he sees sparks behind his eyelids, fingers tangling worse in itsuki's hair as buzen holds onto him like a lifeline. another strangled gasp escapes him as he finds himself teetering so close to the edge, just brushing against his peak - ]
Suki, almost...
[how desperate he sounds is a surprise even to him? well damn,]
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then again, itsuki wouldn't be able to register anyone else's voice other than buzen's? no matter who calls for them, it wouldn't matter. the sound of buzen gasping out his name, desperate in a way Itsuki's never heard before takes precedence over everything else. he loves when buzen says his name, but this moment is especially intoxicating. he flicks his gaze up to take buzen's expression in -- the flushed red and the desperation -- and wonders if his own expression is just as wanton.
there's something very slutty about the thought that he can really stay here all night between buzen's legs coaxing more sounds from him, but he thinks it anyway. thankfully, all he does is think it because drawing it out any longer would be so mean of him to do...... and he's nothing if not giving,
'almost' is a demand too, and one Itsuki's all too eager to fulfill. so close. just a bit more and he'll be able to taste all of him. buzen's the wind no matter where he goes, but it'd sweet if he came (lol) to him just this once]
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it's really such a blessing that not only are they in a room slightly further away, but that door is also very locked. buzen has no sense of shame, hasn't learned that particular part of being human, but even he understands that they are the precipice of something so very intimate indeed. tremors run throughout his body even as he makes noises that he hadn't realized he could - wanting and appreciative in equal measure.
how inevitable it is for him to fall apart under itsuki's touch, intent and loving as it is.
even as he hits his climax, he can't help the strangled sound that may be itsuki's name that escapes him. his fingers tangle worse in his hair during that brief moment before relaxing - sort of. there's a new desperation that hits buzen when he tries to encourage itsuki back up as soon as possible so he can kiss all over his face like he's trying to say thank you for making him feel so good that all his thoughts went white for a moment]
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he feels both dizzy and sated, satisfaction and arousal curling in the pit of his stomach as he swallows. but he barely has time to linger before buzen urges him back up and starts kissing him all over, startling a laugh from him,]
You liked it that much, huh?
[he's so pleased and happy and also smug as he links his arms around Buzen, cuddling him close]
I loved it too. I'm glad I got to hear you sing.
["""sing""" itsuki like 'i WILL remember every one of those moans for the rest of my life'. ]
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anyway, horrible, buzen did enjoy that. just as itsuki cuddles him close, buzen will nuzzle back just the same. his heart still feels like it's racing, and he still wants to be able to return the favor which
is why he's definitely just going to roll them over so he gets to be on top now, pressing kisses to itsuki's jaw and neck and already occupying himself with leaving a mark on his collarbone]
So that's your idea of a song...
I want to hear you, too.
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he's not so lost in the sensation that he can't flash Buzen a smile, running a hand through his hair and tugging on it playfully,]
Are you sure? You're a hard act to follow, you know...
[itsuki says like he's not a bottom]
[1/2]
he murmurs against his mouth while his hand goes to tangle with itsuki’s interlacing their fingers and holding itsuki’s hand against the futon]
Everything you do is my favorite.
[so he prefers it, if it’s itsuki.]
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Where did you put the… slippery?
[the LUBE itsuki]
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[he means
the box with the buzen pictures and all the sweet letters he wrote to buzen.
the sweet box of gay pining that now also has a bottle(s..???????????) of lube there too, he'd point but buzen has him pinned down and i think im gonna cry bc itsuki's so slutty]
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but buzen is just laughing a little at that, amused as he presses another kiss to itsuki's forehead]
Alright, hold on.
[THE WAY THAT BUZEN IS JUST GETTING UP TO GET THIS LUBE BECAUSE IT SEEMS LIKE ITSUKI IS ALREADY DONE TOPPING I CAN'T]
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anyway yeah he's a total bottom, i hate it here. He does prop himself up so he can watch Buzen, because i guess he's also a fcking voyeur, just admiring the lines of his body as he moves. i think about the pc where itsuki admitted to prompto that he likes watching buzen in motion and i want to cry because it's true,
he glances to the side and sees buzen's clothes in a pile on the floor, and because he's a malewife he'll lean over in an attempt to fold them (itsuki is about to bang and yet he can't resist being domestic) and then sees the sword, buzen's sword. hm.
when buzen looks back he'll see Itsuki sitting in front of his sword form, looking down at it with obvious interest in his eyes, he always sees it on Buzen's hip or in his hands, but he's never just seen it by itself,]
Do you do your own maintenance? [he heard buzen mention 'repairs room' earlier today...]
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