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intercalaryninja

[There's another chuckle from Tsukikage but even with the joking tones, Tsukikage can't help but shiver in delight. Call it anticipation or nerves.... but Tsukikage was excited. Tsukikage walks off the bed and prepares his human spell, murmuring a familiar incantation he hasn't used in a long time.

His carapace cracks loudly, starting from the nape of his neck right down his back. Tsukikage closes his eyes as the vision in his other six eyes go dark and the nerves are severed from his lower arms. Like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon (or perhaps a fungus bursting through the back of its infected host), a very human Tsukikage pulls himself out of his monster form.

For once, Tsukikage is glad that his spell doesn't give him any clothes - after all, they're going to be unneeded. He steps out of his shell, places it neatly where it's not going to get stepped on, and then walks over to his desk and drawer. While he could do this way more stealthily, he makes sure Speedwagon isn't left in the dark and can hear him opening drawers and walking around. Tsukikage grabs the lube and brings it back over to the bed, placing the jar next to the pillow.

Then, slowly, he reaches over to kiss Speedwagon deeply with his very-much human lips.]

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speedweed

[He never needed to be stealthy to begin with when his ears give him far more sensitivity to noises than a human could ever dream of. His focus remains on everything that's going on while his eyes remain closed, taking in every single sound going on in the room and putting his imagination to work. In probably a far less strange manner than what the reality is.

Once the drawers rummaging begins, he's almost certain he knows what he's going for and he can't help the slight hiss of breath that catches in his throat. While Tsukikage may conveniently be without clothing like this, he's... still in a ton of layers just by default of his chosen style of clothing. Which he may be cursing in the back of his mind at this current moment.

Luckily he doesn't get to focus on it for long once he has lips on his again, hands immediately moving to find his waist to grip and lightly brush calloused thumbs against skin. He's more than happy to let Tsukikage lead for the time being, not wanting to kill the mood or anything if he happens to go a little too fast for the both of them. Besides, he's quite content to have this contact and to let his hands explore while his sight cannot.]

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intercalaryninja

[Tsukikage can be extremely stealthy though, and make it really hard for Speedwagon even with his enhanced senses, but he's choosing not to. He trust Speedwagon not to look and doesn't need to hide where he is or what he's doing.]

It's cold... [He mumbles when he's back on Speedwagon's lap. He gives a pleased shiver as he feels Speedwagon's fingertips on his skin, littered with bruises and the occasional scar. Tsukikage runs his fingers through Speedwagon's hair as he passionately kisses the man. Tsukikage's weakness is his lips. They're sensitive, and any touch not from cloth makes him shudder. He moans softly as he kisses him, torn between wanting more kisses and his arousal.]

Mmm... More...

Edited Date: 2023-08-02 03:16 pm (UTC)

From:

speedweed

[Perhaps it's for the better that he's in those many layers as he can not show how eager he currently is with just this bit of contact. With his fingers against skin and making certain he can map every little scar he comes across, out of both habit and the want of knowing every bit of him that he can.

A soft laugh is all he manages to get out at the mumble before he's silenced again, gently pulling him closer against him to maybe take away a bit of the cold where he can. A shiver runs through him at the simple fingers in his hair, eagerly returning the passion in the kiss. He might be quieter than Tsukikage, but the honest bark of a laugh as he pulls back and voice sounding far too amused at the moans and his words. It's all in good fun.]

I think one of us is a little overdressed for the occasion don't you think? Not that I'm complaining about you on my lap in the slightest. [Even now, this man does not know how to shut his mouth.]

From:

intercalaryninja

[Wounds from the old world have long faded to pink marks. Injuries from Ryslig that have scarred even this form pattern themselves in scabs and bumps. Lean muscle from training. Tsukikage leaves it all for Speedwagon, exposing himself fully.

... Well... not fully.

The man blushes, embarrassed as he's made aware of his own weakness. However, he's not offended or shy, if anything, he's glad that Speedwagon is laughing.]

Just a little bit... [Tsukikage pulls himself back and looks at Speedwagon, his eyes loyally shut.] But... maybe you should be able to see properly... so you can help me undress you. [He cups Speedwagon's face and takes a long, slow, steady breath.] First, please open your eyes.

[Tsukikage's face isn't too bad; he's no model but he doesn't hide his face because it's ugly. There's a long gash across his face, a scar that sits just below the mask line on his nose and cheeks. There's also a long red scar on his lip, curving all the way down to his chin - a long-healed knife wound. Both marks are thankfully not deep and easily hidden: Tsukikage has gotten good at covering the wounds up with makeup when he was disguised.]

Edited Date: 2023-08-08 01:47 pm (UTC)

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speedweed

[All things he's more than familiar with in his own time of being on Ogre Street, many a scar, wound, and bruise having been on his own skin by this point. The only thing hiding most of them at this point is the fur acquired in this place, hard to find unless someone really wants to get to his skin for some reason or another. If he were anyone else, he might judge such marks, but to him it merely makes someone more unique.

Nor does he take anything seriously, ever, as he might have realized by this point of dealing with the pooka.]

Mmm, perhaps that is a good idea. [Not that his clothing is difficult to deal with, but he knows there's a trust exercise in all of this. The fact that he's being allowed to see him like this. And when his face is cupped he hums, the noise a combination of amusement and pleased at simple contact.

It takes him a moment to actually open his eyes and become accustomed to light and sight once more. Though he's quick to look him over, taking note of each mark and curve and committing that quickly to memory. His hands return to his hips, letting his thumbs stroke the skin there again while a playful grin crawls to his lips.]

I expected worse, somehow. But it seems we have more than one thing in common, hm? [The facial scarring, he means. Though Speedwagon has long since given up on caring about that particular fact of himself. If allowed he shifts to place his forehead against Tsukikage's, mostly calm and collected for the time being.] Being quite honest with you, it endears me further to you. [Sap.]

From:

intercalaryninja

You expected worse? How ugly did you think I was? [He's teasing, of course, based on his small smile. Tsukikage wasn't nervous to begin with but somehow he breathes a sigh of relief as Speedwagon looks at him and then brings him close. He smiles- something awkward and clumsy but genuine- and he absentmindedly runs his thumb over Speedwagon's own scar.]

I am glad I can be open to you in this way. It is rare for me to feel like it is... appropriate to show my face. But this is a safe place and I do not need to be in uniform.

[He smiles and brings Speedwagon into another long, deep kiss.]

From:

speedweed

Oh come now, it would hardly matter even if you were. [He's... at least being honest about it, looks play into it, but he knows full well that if he didn't have an intriguing and interesting personality that he probably wouldn't have bothered in the first place. At least not for as long as he had, since, well, he can't deny that he'd been around the block a few times with little to no strings attached.

But that's not important, at the end of the day.

Nor does he seem to be bothered at all by his touching that particular scar other than the amused grin that never seems to leave his face. He's ridiculous, certain.]

A uniform? I... suppose I hadn't considered that was the case. [Look, ninjas and the like weren't something he was familiar with. His time anywhere near Asia wasn't where ninjas would have been in the first place.] But I'm glad that you think that and I've managed to pass muster to have that particular privilege.

[Luckily he doesn't get to talk long and the kiss is readily returned, the thumbing at his skin shifting to instead let claws lightly draw across, leaving nothing permanent but enough to perhaps leave temporary marks. He knows better than to assume, after all.

As much as he doesn't want to pull away from the kiss he must, even if he's only pulling away far enough to let their lips brush as he talks.]

Honestly, it is getting warm now. [He's clearly not upset about it, but given the inevitable at least two layers of clothing on top of fur, it makes sense.]

From:

intercalaryninja

[Tsukikage rolls his eyes but the smile on his face says that he believes Speedwagon. Only people who really are committed to sticking around are willing to bother with Tsukikage with all his eccentricities. And those people stayed until-

... Tsukikage also puts those thoughts out of his mind and focuses on the now. He smiles at Speedwagon and kisses him again.]

Yes, I do not wear that silver band and blue mask all the time for fun. I wear it when I am on duty... Fuuma family business... [He shivers excitedly as the claws drag along his skin and squeezes his legs around Speedwagon tighter. They part again and Tsukikage laughs, warm and bubbly, as light as his heart feels currently.]

Let's take care of that. I do not want to mess your clothes up more than I have to. [He begins to undo the buttons with his long, deft fingers, carefully pushing the buttons through and freeing Speedwagon of his vest. Then his shirt.] You are warm. It's nice.

From:

speedweed

[Good thing he's used to people rolling their eyes at him, it only ever encourages him to continue acting a fool further. And considering he left but returned and still wanted this man with all of his eccentricities probably says more about him than it ought to. Not that Speedwagon, himself, doesn't have his own eccentricities to spare.

Could he ever get enough of the kisses? Absolutely not.]

It sure seems as if that is almost always. [He's joking with him, obviously, but he doesn't stop him from letting one claw go just a tiny bit deeper into skin to bite, just a few small and superficial droplets.

What does catch his attention and rather quickly is the shiver from his claws and the fact he's being held tighter, a brief hum his response while he wonders just how much further he could go on that front. They heal quicker, don't they...? It's been a while since he's had to remotely think about that.]

Of course~ [The words are almost cooed and he's doing his best to help get him out of those layers, a small laugh his response at him being warm. Even if he can't help himself but lean down to nuzzle and place a single kiss against his neck.]

The funny thing about that is that I was warm even before the fur. [It only made him warmer, if he were to be honest. And made him easier to grab if someone wanted to, an annoying little facet in most cases, but it had its uses in others.]

You seem to like my claws~ Did you want me to leave little souvenirs? [That is, perhaps, the corniest thing he has ever said.]

From:

intercalaryninja

[Tsukikage is the one weak to kisses. Maybe it's because he always has his mouth covered and his lips hidden. Maybe it's because it's such an open display of love and affection. Tsukikage's not sure but he indulges in those lips against his. Even when he parts his lips to talk and breathe, even though he tries to keep his composure, Tsukikage looks like he's about to dive back in to kiss Speedwagon.]

It is because I am... I have a duty to look after Reira-dono... She is my charge... [But now isn't the time to talk about Reira. Tsukikage winces lightly at the small cut but not completely from the sharp, stinging pain.

The vest gets neatly folded and placed off to the side. So does Speedwagon's shirt. Tsukikage makes a move for the man's pants but there's Speedwagon's hot breath on his neck, muttering absolutely corny and yet lewd things. Tsukikage almost laughs.]

I like them well enough... I must say I have yet to experience more... rough treatment. [His hand runs up Speedwagon's chest, tangling his fingers through blonde body hair.] But do not worry about hurting me. Save for killing me, any damage done to this body will be reversed as long as I return to my carapace in 24 hours. It is... one of the benefits of being human...

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speedweed

[If his body wouldn't betray him, he would be absolutely and completely content with just kissing every inch of his body for as long as he wanted for him to. But, sadly, his body is rude and knows full well that he can't entirely focus on just Tsukikage while his own body is aching for more touch, more everything.]

I know, I know. [It's not a mood killer, at the very least. He knows well enough how it is to feel as if you have to look after someone, even if they can very much hold their own.

While he might think the wait annoying to get clothing off, he'll be grateful later to not have to replace anything. Maybe he'll invest in something that can be torn in the future, but sadly that day is not today.]

Do you want to experience rougher treatment? [He's not about to assume that's a go ahead in that regard unless explicitly told that's the case. Even without the enhanced strength from the monster transformations, he knows that he can probably be too rough if someone isn't looking for it. Even if his hips are pushing for some sort of contact even with the pants in the way. Slacks don't exactly hide that much and he's not terribly fussed about it.]

Because I certainly can oblige, if you want. [It's a shame he didn't get fangs or sharper teeth as a pooka, but it doesn't stop him from teasing teeth against his neck for but a moment.]

From:

intercalaryninja

[Well, Tsukikage would feel bad if only he was being treated so perhaps it is a mercy that he will have the chance to reciprocate. He can't help but grind his hips against Speedwagon's in a provocative way - one that his usual demeanor wouldn't hint at all. He can feel that hardness and he wants it.

But how does he want it? The question does catch Tsukikage off-guard a little and he blinks dumbly, as if Speedwagon said something in an alien tongue. He lets Speedwagon nibble on his neck, raising his head invitingly.]

Ahhhh... [Tsukikage clings to Speedwagon a little tighter.] Well... I am not against trying it. It seems like an... exciting prospect... and I will let you know of my limits as I discover them for myself.

From:

speedweed

[Luckily he can let his mind wander and can't help a low groan and shifting to roll his hips against him. He's almost certain he'll have to move somewhat to get those pants off later, but for now it's enough contact that he's being mostly good.

A light laugh slips past his lips as he feels him clinging tighter and noticing he has more skin to explore. It's cute and at the same time he wishes that some of those marks would remain once he's back in his normal body. But it's fine, he'll absolutely take what he can for now, claws digging a little further into his skin to pull drops of blood and slowly move them from his waist and up his sides, resting against the bottom of his rib cage.]

That sounds like a lovely plan to me, then. I have been curious about how much I could do like this, I've always been a little... rougher than most even before now. [It was necessity and in the heat of the moment, always, but he can't deny that it had been intoxicating to him during and after the fact.] Though perhaps you'd like to free me from this cloth prison before I really get into it?

From:

intercalaryninja

[The claw marks won't carry over but Tsukikage's pretty sure severe injury would carry somewhat onto his monster form. Then again, Tsukikage's never tested his human form like that. He supposes now is as good of time as any to see his limits.

And if anyone can get him to it, it's Speedwagon. Tsukikage gives a small smirk as Speedwagon gives such a bold proclamation and pulls back.]

I think I would. Please excuse me. [Tsukikage slides off of Speedwagon's lap, slipping down between his legs onto the floor. With a coy smirk, Tsukikage undoes the button of his pants and then takes the zipper between his teeth to pull Speedwagon's fly down.] Come on... lift your hips.

From:

speedweed

[And he will gladly get him to that point if he wants him to. He's always been the type to do what his partners want and not go further unless they want for him to.

His breath catches in his throat as Tsukikage slides between his legs, hands having left his body to instead find his hair and tangle strands in his fingers and claws lightly scratching his scalp.]

Now if that isn't a pretty sight... [His voice is already huskier than normal, a grin on his lips as he watches him pull his fly down with his teeth. Luckily he keeps good care of his clothes and it's easy to get it down, leaving a rather impressive bulge in the boxers beneath his slacks.

No need to tell him twice as he lifts his hips, free hand helping to keep him steady for as long as he needs.]

'Course~

From:

intercalaryninja

[Even though Tsukikage doesn't take a lot of time grooming, he does take care of his hair. It's not silky but the long, dark blue strands are healthy. It's nice getting headscritches though, and while that doesn't really do anything for Tsukikage sexually, it is a nice feeling nonetheless.

Tsukikage smiles up at Speedwagon, absolutely pleased with himself and the fact he didn't fumble the ball. Once Speedwagon lifts his hips, Tsukikage grabs the man's pants legs and pulls it down to the ground. Then, Tsukikage reaches up for the man's boxers and pulls them down too.]

The sight from down here is pretty nice too.

[Tsukikage smirks as he rests his head on Speedwagon's thigh, his warm breath curling on Speedwagon's dick.]

From:

speedweed

[Anything to encourage and praise him like this is his first thoughts and if the headscritches work, then all the better.

Once he's free of his clothing he's settling down again, the free hand from before moves to his shoulder, letting his nails bite into skin just enough to draw drops of blood again.]

Mm, is it?

[He's trying his best to stay under control but it's really hard with him so close to his already almost painfully hard dick, hips trying to push into that warm breath with a soft hiss from teeth he didn't realize were clenched.]

You're going to kill me like this, though. Not that I'd complain if I went out like this. But my poor dick might...

From:

intercalaryninja

[Tsukikage shudders and bites back a wince of pain as Speedwagon breaks his skin. He shudders, his breath doing to same, as he languishes in the attention.]

I think so...

[Tsukikage gives a low, deep chuckle.]

Well, then I should not torment you any longer. Let me just-

[And the man swiftly takes Speedwagon's length into his mouth. He gives a long suck before he pulls back and begins slowly licking Speedwagon's length.]

From:

speedweed

[Oh, that reaction is delicious and he can't help himself but to slowly dig his claws in further to see how far he can go before it shifts away from pleasure. For his own notes, of course.

But he doesn't get to focus on that for too long as he suddenly has that warm mouth in his dick and he can't help but buck his hips up with a startled mix of a gasp and a groan. It's been a while since he's had this kind of contact and it shows.]

Fuck... [He manages to get out in a hiss, luckily managing to stop bucking once he pulls back, slowly rolling his hips into his attention instead.]

Absolutely perfect, darling. [He certainly can't lie like this, either. Nor can his body if the bit of pre at his tip is any indication already.]

From:

intercalaryninja

[Tsukikage can endure a lot of pain but the window for deriving pleasure from it is painfully thin. Speedwagon can still push his claws in deeper but Tsukikage winces after half an inch more. He reaches a hand up to pat the man's claws so Speedwagon knows to stop.

What does feel good though is Speedwagon reacting to his ministrations. Tsukikage gives a low moan as the man thrusts up. He lets the blonde hit the back of his throat and continued sucking, encouraged by the affirmations.

Tsukikage brushes his long hair behind his ear and looks up at Speedwagon. His lips twitch into a smirk around Speedwagon's shaft. He certainly feels hot and bothered himself as his own erection begins to press against the bed. Damn, this man is handsome.]

Edited Date: 2023-09-14 02:14 pm (UTC)

From:

speedweed

[Luckily he can take a hint and stops digging his claws in, instead content on keeping them there for now. He has contact and is pretty much clinging to him like this, so he's not mad at all about it.

It's been a long time since he's been allowed to hit that far back without someone gagging, too. He's insanely tempted to see if the man does have a gag reflex but is being good and not trying to push him further unless he does so himself. The moan gets a shudder out of him and a huff of breath that he didn't realize he'd been holding back.

And such a pretty face at that. He can stop digging his claws in for now as he's more interested in letting his hand cup Tsukikage's cheek instead, encouraging and loving.]

Mmmm, how easily you could get me just like this. Such a beautiful sight and so good at what you do~ [It's probably cheesy, but he doesn't care at this moment as he's too far gone in pleasure and just affection for this man to care. Luckily he's also decided that rolling his hips to move with him is smarter than trying to choke him.]

You certainly need to let me return the favor later, darling.

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intercalaryninja

[That's good. It's a comfortable mix of pain and pleasure, the sharp edge of excitement and stimulation mixed together. Tsukikage runs his teeth lightly over the tip of the man's cock, as if thanking him for understanding.

What's far more embarrassing for the ninja is to cup his face softly and call him darling so tenderly. It sends an excited jolt through Tsukikage that makes him weak in the knees. He looks back down at the man's crotch and resumes sucking, pretending that he's not helpless to those eyes and that voice].

From:

speedweed

[For someone that says he is and likes rough, just the teeth over the tip of his cock earns a hiss that slips into a low groan and a small buck of his hips. It's nice, he absolutely won't deny that. Only a fool would do so, if he were perfectly honest.

Too bad that he's pretty sure he knows exactly why he's looking back down at him and is laughing. The sound light, amused, absolutely not judging him for it in the slightest.]

Too much or did you like it too much? [Well, okay, he might be slightly judging him, but at least it's in a teasing manner.] Feel free to tell me how you feel about it down there, I can guarantee you that whatever it is won't hurt me. [... Unless he, like, bit down hard or something. Though he's pretty sure that's an obvious thing.]

Though are you intending on getting me off like this? Because that seems rather rude for me to do and leave you wanting. [Especially since the hand cupping his cheek is trying to gently nudge him to look up again.] I'm already plenty hard enough if that wasn't the intent~ Not that I'm complaining with such a lovely mouth. [He really should be gagged or something next time.]

From:

intercalaryninja

[Tsukikage takes a deep breath into his nose and begins to suck Speedwagon harder, taking him into his mouth deeper, as if that will answer his question and tell Speedwagon how he feels both in the same go. He's honestly not sure if he does intend on getting Speedwagon off by just sucking, especially when he really wants it inside of him.

It takes some prompting to get Tsukikage to look up again, his cheeks red and rosy and eyes a little watery. He likes Speedwagon talking though. Tsukikage isn't much for talking himself but he likes it when Speedwagon fills the silence.

Tsukikage finally pulls away from the dick and gives a deep breath. He looks away again, flustered.]

I do want it... Just... trying stuff out, is all.