sugarcube | psl || like a ripple that chases the slightest caress of the breeze

[the next sigh is a little louder, both satisfied and not, the gentle pace setting him alight. he likes how buzen takes his time, how he loves him. it's so different from every other moment of physical intimacy in his life, the care he can feel in every gesture is more effective than all the seduction he's experienced.

it gets him excited, and his kisses get a little more sloppy, a little more hungry as if in response,]

...I won't hold back then.

[breathlessly, this is semi-public sex and itsuki's about to make it real obvious, his hands start traveling back down, dragging lightly across the fabric of buzen's shirt, down to his stomach, and then further down]

[ABOUT TO MAKE IT REAL OBVIOUS SDLFKHSF GOD I HOPE THE OTHER SWORDS ARE GOING HOME AND NO ONE'S LOOKING FOR BUZEN

buzen does love itsuki. wildly and recklessly so, at this point. it is a feeling that he leans into so certainly, just like he leans into itsuki's touch as it wanders. he meets him for ever kiss just as certainly, enjoying the effect that his own touch seems to have on his lover -

but he also can't help but be a little curious... he pulls away just to gently nuzzle against itsuki's cheek, leaning a little forward on him to encourage him to rest back against the table again. the look in his eyes is just as heated, focused, but there's something a little curious and playful too?]

... Suki, can you lean back for me?

[pleeeaaaaase?]

[all the other gous right now as they duckling about: buzen... doko? :o

itsuki's instinct is to follow buzen as he pulls away, but he settles back when buzen leans forward, resting his hands on the edge of the table instead. his own eyes are hazy with desire, curious and intrigued.

he lets go of the table, places his elbows on the surface for balance as he leans back further, tucking his chin in so he can maintain eye contact]

...Like this?

[duckling abouthlsdflkhsf they start looking for itsuki too and the wheels in kotegiri's head start turning first,

but buzen will slip his fingers to rest at itsuki's hips as he adjusts, patient and waiting. as he rests on the table buzen will lean in briefly to press their lips together like giving a reward...]

Mm. Perfect, just like that.

[and he leans in, deepening the kiss to linger for a moment - before he shifts to trail kisses back down itsuki's front. they're slow, almost reverent as buzen lets himself enjoy the closeness and intimacy of pressing his lips against every part of itsuki's body. he pauses at the dip of his hip just to nip and suck a quick bite there, another hickey that'd be hidden under clothes...

and then lightly rearranging itsuki's legs so he can situate himself between them again, ducking down as he takes itsuki into his mouth at the same time that he lets his fingers carefully slip inside him again.

sometimes you get an idea, and that idea is centered around how do you make your lover feel as good and adored as humanly (and inhumanly) possible]

[kotegiri really has to carry the burden of itsuki's horny

Itsuki tilts his head back as Buzen kisses lower and lower, every kiss leaving shivers in his wake. he keeps his hands splayed on the table for balance, concentrating on keeping his breathing steady, even though it feels like he's already running out of air. buzen follows the line of his hips and nips down, and itsuki's mind pulses on the thought of how much he loves him, wants him, desires him. if there was ever a moment he could pluck from their shared history, then this would be one of the many -- buzen with his teeth on him, marking another secret --

and then itsuki gasps, a sudden almost strangled sound, his hands immediately folding into fists as he arches his back, lightning weaving up his spine. his thoughts scatter -- he can't decide if he wants to sink into the sensation or shy away from the immensity of it. ]

-- Buzen...

[even his voice sounds indecisive, both pleading and hungry. he looks back down, at Buzen's dark hair, his downturned eyes, his mouth on him, the earring swaying lightly with the motions.

scratch that earlier thought -- this is definitely the moment he wants to keep?? forever??

he curls one of his legs around Buzen's waist as if to urge him closer, while at the same time he tries to prop himself back up as if to retreat. it's just a lot, his thoughts are back to 'oh god oh geezus' except like bass-boosted]

[buzen, internally: haha yea it's probably a lot

- which is to say, he's at least somewhat aware of just how much the human body can feel during intimacy? he's had these two sensations separately - turning to putty at itsuki's fingers, or coming apart from his mouth. but the two are probably reach a new level of intensity, all at once. when he hears the uncertainty in itsuki's voice, he's quick to pause -

sort of. he pulls his mouth off of itsuki, slows his hand, but settles for just leaving light kisses against his inner thigh like that'll stave off some of buzen's own hunger.]

Too much? You can hold onto me.

[if itsuki wants to decide the pace, to go a little slower about it so that he isn't too overwhelmed...

unless he wants to be?]

[the way itsuki is unapologetically and shamelessly horny at all times and yet he takes a moment to press a hand over his face anyway, his blush obvious between his fingers,

his body already decided on an answer? his mind's just catching up. he clears his throat, but it still comes out a little shaky,]

No, that was -- really good. More than good, actually.

[itsuki is such a wordsmith when he's horny.

anyway he,

holds out his hand for buzen's... hand holding... since he offered...]

[bottom behavior.... but buzen is just terribly endeared. his expression is adoring even though this situation is simultaneously extremely horny. it should be illegal to be this in love?

but he'll kiss itsuki's thigh one more time before he reaches out for his hand. he interlaces their fingers and gives itsuki's a squeeze before he leans over to kiss the back of it, soft and sweet.]

Okay. Just say something if you need a second to breathe again.

[but.... if he liked it......

then buzen will just resume as he was. his hand starts up a steady rhythm again just as he leans down to match it with his mouth on itsuki, letting his head rise and fall in tandem]

[hand kiss... wow itsuki wants to kiss that face full of adoration so bad... he looks down at the table and tries to math meme how far he'd have to go to smooch buzen but the effort immediately goes out the window because the only thought that's now on his mind is how good buzen is making him feel?

his answering 'okay' just turns into a throaty groan as he grabs onto buzen's hand more tightly, the other curling around the edge of the table to give him some support. this is a lot? but the steady rhythm perhaps,,, helps?? it gives him some space to breath??

it's so very like buzen too, steady and heartwarming. buzen who loves him, who makes every part of him feel electrified and tense, strung-out but in a way that makes him completely obedient, dizzy with what he's receiving and hungry for more.

itsuki whimpers, the urgent, heated noises from his mouth are neither too loud or muffled, and presses one heel against buzen's back for support and encouragement,]

[itsuki works on flexibility also for sex reasons

but every time he is surprised that just hearing how needy and wanting itsuki sounds during intimacy affects him so deeply. again, buzen thinks of all the ways in which he can only experience this type of touch and care with this new body. with hands that can touch exactly what and who he wants to touch, making them feel wanted and loved.

he hopes that itsuki can feel the extent of how much buzen adores him, wants to give him everything. it's gradual, how he moves just a little bit faster, thrust by thrust. when he hears itsuki whimper it makes a groan resonate in buzen's own throat, as though answering.

if itsuki wants more, then buzen will - as always - do everything he can to give him everything he wants, and then some.]

[HIS ENTIRE TRAINING REGIMEN IS JUST FOR SEX.................

it's really amazing how itsuki feels so much from buzen's love. he figured that he'd feel all the traditional feelings -- the ones written in songs and poems and stories -- like yearning and desire and loneliness when they're not around and the pain one feels when you lose that love, and he does feel all of those things. and yet, he feels more too. the way he feels surer about himself, the way everything feels brighter, the fact that itsuki can open himself to love and be loved.

buzen who gives so many people happiness just from his words and actions, just by standing on a stage and singing merrily to a crowd. buzen who loves him so, and has only kept loving him.

he's almost undone by the thought, barely holding on even as the pace slowly increases. buzen groans and itsuki can feel it vibrate through every inch of him. his hips buck, thrusting up -- and he lets out a moan that's half-feverish and half-apologetic,]

Shit -- sorry...! Are -- you okay?

[i just want to say that it's really funny how frequently buzen is choking in these threads

anyway, he wasn't expecting that - but he is fast. whether through instinct or just his speed, he manages to pull back just enough that it's not a critical hit when itsuki bucks his hips. though he does need to take a second to pull back, laughing a little as he clears his throat. he squeezes itsuki's hand in reassurance,]

Mm, 'm okay. [well, his voice sounds a little hoarse. the gous will have questions later and buzen will need to come up with another lie i'm shaking,] Do you want to move?

[because like. he won't mind? he just needs to know what's going on if itsuki wants to fuck his mouth i guess. help why is this so horny.]

[WHY IS THIS SO HORNY

buzen's voice... the horny haze is so real but so is his buzen radar... itsuki takes this moment to catch his breath, looking down at buzen with a gaze both heated and concerned. he shakes his head, and kisses the back of buzen's hand]

It already feels incredible. [itsuki remembering that they're banging after a performance where buzen sang for at least an hour, wow.

he should probably help with that, huh. he loves it when buzen takes his time but. itsuki bends his head a little, nips carefully at each of buzen's fingers, hard enough to leave little red marks, then presses buzen's hand onto his hipbone.]

...I might need your help to stay still though.

[i guess the destiny of the crop top thread was just to be super horny

also the idea of itsuki biting buzen as if to speed things along gently is so funny - but he's not wrong that it does send little zips of electricity up buzen's spine. he almost immediately responds by pressing a kiss against itsuki's inner thigh - before biting lightly, sucking against the skin to leave a love bite there almost to match. he's excited all over again, even as he accepts the guidance and moves to grip onto itsuki's hip, thumb running lightly over skin as his gaze darkens]

Mm, I can do that.

[if that's what itsuki would prefer? to be held down...

but buzen just smiles faintly even as he nuzzles affectionately against itsuki's abdomen briefly, reassuring and doting.]

Let's see about making you feel as good as possible then.

[since buzen wants just as much for itsuki to be able to enjoy the journey before he hits that climax. he doesn't hesitate much then after - resuming the pace he'd taken before, opening his mouth to take itsuki in deep as he slips in another finger while his other hand grips at his hip, tight and firm to hold him in place.]

[we left it up to rng and rng said `horny wins today`

the mark buzen leaves on his thigh throbs in tandem with his pulse, hot and eager. but it's the promise in buzen's eyes and voice that really excites him. itsuki grips the table, his mouth forming excited, wanting noises that grow increasingly louder. the closer he gets, the more he wants that moment -- the peak buzen has oh so reliably brought him to time and time again. his heels dig in harder against buzen's back, and his hips try to buck up against his hold.

he's not worried, he's intimately aware of just how strong buzen can be. the contrast between being held down and being sweetly seen to... it's one that only buzen can manage, and itsuki gasps out his name, adoring and worshipful.]

Buzen, fuck -- I'm -- I'm just about -- to, so...

[he's all sensation, with the barest hint of thought -- just the one that's focusing on buzen's lips and mouth and throat, something about how itsuki wants to be careful? to give him some warning? (he doesn't remember that he'll just end up making a mess of buzen's clothes, this is what slut behavior reaps after sowing)]

You can... pull away -- now... if you -- want...?

[hilariously he just sounds really whiny as he says this???? but like he manages to hold back the horny. even though there's just something about being topped so thoroughly that really gets a bottom going!!!!!]

[horny really has won today i'm shaking

for buzen, the more itsuki makes it clear what he wants, the more he wants to give it to him. that's always been the case in their relationship, and it extends so easily into their intimacy. with every wanting noise, every gasp and plead, buzen meets it eagerly. he wants to delivery. he wants to make itsuki feel good. he wants to know that this is his honor, this privilege as his lover, and now no one else will ever get to make itsuki feel like this again - in this moment, all his focus is on buzen.

there really is something about itsuki that makes buzen surprisingly competitive.

which is why when there is the suggestion of pulling away, he answers by doing - exactly not that, really. he moves to take itsuki in deeper, ignoring any pinpricks of discomfort, moaning around him again to try to encourage him to his climax. his fingers shift, trying to find the spot that'll get him to see stars at the same moment.

it truly is service top hours]

[buzen was the one who did all the WORK today and yet ITSUKI GETS TO BE REWARDED IM

maybe later itsuki will think something along those lines, soft affection and guilt tugging at his thoughts enough so that he'll kiss buzen softly and hungrily, but now?

he's really not thinking of anything at all. buzen pulls him in -- deeper somehow, and his eyes snap open, almost comically wide -- and the whine that was on his lips morphs into a strangled shout of indecipherable 'buzen's and 'yes's -- and maybe if he possessed an atom of thought then he'd get embarrassed by it, blush all over again. he's not normally this loud, as slutty as he likes to be, but desire's been riding him ever since he'd walked into that dressing room and seen buzen stretch in that shirt that can be barely called a shirt, so it makes sense now, that itsuki would cry out at the sight of all the stars buzen promised.

that he'd spiral like this, unraveling under buzen's mouth and hands and love.

he falls back, catching himself hard with his elbows, but even he doesn't have the strength to hold himself up for long. he falls back the table, the back of his head bumps hard against the mirror but he doesn't even care, he can't even gasp as he struggles to rein in his breath,

now it's itsuki's turn to be the 8 int boyfriend]

[good for him!!!! itsuki deserves this!!!!!

at least - that's what buzen thinks? he loves doting on him, always, and being able to leave him like this - gasping and breathless and satisfied beyond words - makes something content curl in buzen's chest too. he swallows and peppers kisses across itsuki's skin, especially where he was holding his hip that now has vague imprints of his own fingers there.... doting and soft, giving itsuki that second to breathe.

for a second, at least, until buzen can gently reach out to gather him into his arms. something more comfortable than having his head bonked against the mirror and the hardness of the table?? he'll lift itsuki so that buzen can be the one to sit on the table now, encouraging itsuki into his lap as he kisses his cheeks and nuzzles in close

he might be feeling a little smug.....]

That good, huh?

[just a little..............]

[DOES HE??? DOES HE!!!

itsuki still feels spent in that satisfied, warm way, but he manages to cling onto buzen as he's pulled into his arms, resting his head on his shoulder with a soft sigh,]

...Mm. That was amazing.

[he's all satiated... wait a few seconds and he'll turn red again like a tomato, but for now. he lightly drags the nail of his finger across buzen's shoulder, then kisses the light scratch.]

I really have to up my game too, or you'll leave me in the dust.

[competitive? or simply acknowledging buzen's victory??? both???]

[YEA ITSUKI DESERVES THIS HE'S A GOOD SLUT

both is good though - buzen doesn't really mind. competition is perfectly fun to him, and he likes competing with itsuki the most. but he just smiles a little bit at the scratch and kiss, ducking his head down to let his lips press lightly against itsuki's.... they truly went too long at this point without a kissy.]

You were already pretty far ahead of me to start.... I just want to catch up.

[he really is a quick learner though... but he's content, happy that he managed to make itsuki feel so good. he cuddles him close, soft and affectionate as he lets his lover bask in the afterglow

he shifts just so that he can kiss his head where he bumped against the mirror too,,]

Is your head feeling okay? You had me worried.

[changes his name field again

itsuki kisses back eagerly, they really went so long without a proper kissy, he's gonna have to get more flexible starting from now on.

he wants to dote on buzen too.... but he's happy to embrace buzen like this, marvel over how buzen can make him feel so good physically and emotionally,]

Ah. [his laugh curls out from him, breathless] I'm fine. Barely stings.

[he turns his head, capturing buzen in another kiss]

[HELP

kisses......

well, that's fine then. buzen will happily just sit here for a little, giving itsuki more kisses as he catches his breath.

his boyfriend is really still so warm and cute, and also covered in lipstick marks and bites and has finger marks on his hip this is so funny]

[the way itsuki will just sadly wipe at the lipstick marks later because he doesn't actually want to remove them but he knows he has to for kotegiri's state of mind,

for now he links his arms around buzen as he kisses him very enthusiastically. itsuki 'i have to catch my breath' kagami is apparently okay with making out with his sexy boyfriend?? itsuki your air,

he eventually surfaces, turning his head to the side]

Where'd you put the bottle...?

[OF THE SLIPPERY]

[FOR KOTEGIRI SLFKHSDF WHY IS KOTEGIRI LOOKING AT ITSUKI NAKED

the fact that they're just going back to making out is so funny.... itsuki really lets himself be distracted and buzen is happy to be the one distracting him. at the question though, he blinks and looks around...]

Oh, here.

[he will get the bottle! and then hold it out to itsuki

but also lean in to kiss him again, because he likes distracting itsuki on purpose every now and then,]

[STOP HE WON'T BE NAKED BUZEN KISSED ITSUKI'S FACE TOO???

itsuki puts his hand around the bottle but now buzen's kissing him again, and it's a very effective distraction? it always works? his gaze is a little unfocused, hazy from all the kwissing... he tries to put his hand on buzen's shoulder but hilariously he just like... puts??

the bottle???

against his skin???

because he forgot for a second that he was holding it??? AH,,,,]

Oh.

[he blinks languidly a couple of times and uncaps it, slippery...]

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