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[intercalaryninja]

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[intercalaryninja]

[Tsukikage gives a deep yet quiet moan as Speedwagon plays with his dick. His legs tighten around Speedwagon and he looks at him intensely, clearly wanting more.]

I usually do it myself. [Actually, now that he thinks about it, regardless of topping or bottoming, he's usually left to the preparation. Wild.] It just happens that way... but I am not against your help. It will be another new experience for me.

[speedweed]

[Typically he would be quick about things and impatient, but with such lovely reactions, he can't help but savor every moment he can. Well, if he can show him new feelings and experiences, then that sounds precisely the way he wants to do things.]

Unfortunately that means you're going to have to release me, but it won't be for too long. [Too bad he's also removing his hand from him for now, even if he seems almost sad about doing it as well.] I think I might be correct in that my touch is far different from your own~ [Such is the territory with rough worn hands that are probably far less deft than a ninja's.] Lay back?

[intercalaryninja]

I suppose I cannot have you close at all times. [Tsukikage unhooks his legs and puts them down, keeping his legs spread for Speedwagon all the same. Even though he wants the new experience, he can't help but give a small, erotic moan, immediately feeling the absence of Speedwagon's hand on his cock.

Obediently, Tsukikage lays back on the bed. He rests his hands by his head so he can grab the pillow if necessary.]

I am sure it is... do you want me to do anything though?

[speedweed]

As unfortunate as that is for me. [Sadly, some things are just not possible while still being close. His attention remains focused entirely on him, breath catching in his throat for a brief moment with just the lack of contact doing that much to him. It's ridiculous, perhaps, but he already knows just how in over his head he is for this man and already has come to terms with it.

One hand moves to caress his cheek again before he leans down to pepper a few kisses along his jaw to finally giving him a proper one. Only for but a moment before he's pulling back again, looking far too pleased with himself.]

All I ask is that you don't hold anything back from me, whether it be noise or complaint. [He could not be cheesier if he tried, truly. Nor does he waste more time as he takes the bottle to slick his fingers and gingerly press a fingertip against him, to make sure that he exercises patience.]

Or if you wish to call me a fool for treating you like some blushing virgin, whichever you'd prefer. [Never a serious moment.]

[intercalaryninja]

That... will be difficult for me. [After all, he's grown up with the idea he needs to conceal himself and just be a ninja.] But because it is you, I think I can do it.

[Tsukikage smiles bashfully at the hand and gives an airy moan as the man kisses him. He tilts his head back so Speedwagon can stick his face wherever he chooses, but he likes it the most when Speedwagon kisses his sensitive lips.]

You do like stretching this out. [Tsukikage shakes his head but he gasps as he feels Speedwagon's fingers. This is VERY different from doing it himself.]

The only fool here is me for you.

[speedweed]

Exactly why I ask for you to do so. [It's not as if anyone else is going to hear them here, anyway. Or, well, he hopes that's the case, he's not entirely sure just how soundproof everything is. Otherwise this could end up very awkward later, not that he's particularly thinking about that other than a small idle thought.

He's always been a touchy and affectionate sort of man and the fact that Tsukikage seems keen on him continuing to do as such really bolsters him more than it ought to, shifting himself somewhat to make sure he has enough range to both nuzzle into his neck with a light laugh and continue his nonsense.]

Guilty as charged~ [He shouldn't sound so smug while saying it, but between the words and the gasp, he's certain he has room to be exactly that.]

I thought I was the cheesy one here? [As if he has room to joke with him while slowly working his finger into him and curling it to see if he can find a particular spot. If he's going to drag this out, he may as well make it nice for him while he does so.] Not that I'm complaining, I'll merely take my time if that's the case.

[intercalaryninja]

[Tsukikage knows for a fact that he can't be heard. The spider pit is deep enough in the ground to contain his Fog form comfortably. It can absolutely retain any and every one of his screams. But he's still embarrassed because he doesn't want to look uncool... or at very least... stupid.

The young man gives a low moan as the man buries himself into his neck. He can feel that warm fur cover his skin, ticking his body. He clings to Speedwagon but still tilts his head back so the man can continue to nuzzle him so warmly.]

That's good... [He moans lowly. He purposefully ignores the man's joke, getting lost in the sensation of being cared for.] I do want you in me sometime today though... [It's both a tease and a taunt.]

[speedweed]

[Uncool or stupid? As if he could be any of those things while Speedwagon is the cheesiest man in existence. At worst he'd tease him about it, but would that really be any different than normal?

He really shouldn't enjoy hearing every noise from him, but he can't deny such a thing when it easily pushes him forward into wanting more of it. Nuzzling and lightly brushes of his lips against his skin is all well and good, but oh, that tease and taunt combo?

That earns him an actual bark of a laugh and shifting to look at him properly instead of being nuzzled into his neck, a shit-eating grin already on his face.]

Now now, darling, just what do you think you're going to do about it if I draw things out? [He won't, there's only so much he and his poor hard dick can take, but he can't help but meet him on this front.] Since it sure does seem like I'm in control here? [Just to be an ass he's wiggling a second finger in and slowly and teasingly spreading those fingers.]

[intercalaryninja]

[He doesn't have to be the dumbest or the least cool. He just doesn't want to look uncool or stupid at all. It's different to Tsukikage - he tries to curate an image of coolness.

Tsukikage gives a needy whine and bucks back against Speedwagon. His nails dig into the man's flesh lightly, and Tsukikage bites his lower lip.]

Leave, most likely. I do not like being made a fool of. [He's perfectly capable of doing that himself. But he still shivers as Speedwagon moves his fingers.] Mghk! Tease!

[speedweed]

[It will never not amuse him that he thinks he has to be that around him, but he'll let him have it for now. For now.

The nails digging into him gets a light laugh in response, though he's quite pleased that he's getting this much out of him.]

Oh come now, do you really think I would be that rude to leave you like this? [Or that he'd do that to himself? Absolutely not on both cases.]

I promise you that I'm just making sure I won't end up hurting you by accident somehow. [He's been there and done that before on both sides, he's not keen on doing either one again.]

But if you think you're more than ready, I can stop tormenting you so, just say the word~

[intercalaryninja]

[He holds himself to a certain image. He doesn't expect Speedwagon to meet that standard but he likes to think he makes it!]

I do not know. It is not like I have had sex with you before. [Tsukikage's words are short, clipped, and getting dangerously close to the edge. He curls tighter against Speedwagon and writhes under his touch.]

I am ready. [He knows his limits, after all.] Please~ help me~

[speedweed]

Mm, I suppose that is true~ [He's just the absolute worst, but he can tell by his words, tone, and the writhing that he's probably pushing him just a little too far.

Which is precisely why he stops his games for the time being, slowly pulling his fingers back, and humming briefly to himself as he reaches for the bottle again to quickly coat his cock with a soft hiss of breath. Maybe he was torturing himself just as much as teasing him.]

No need to tell me twice, dearest. [And as cheesy as ever. He reaches for his hips, gently shifting him so this is a little easier on the both of them before finding a good angle and making certainly to go slowly, he knows well enough that while he's certainly done enough preparing and that Tsukikage knows his own body that a dick is certainly different than fingers. And by god is he biting his lip to muffle a low moan once he finally gets at least he head in, claws digging into the flesh of his hips.]

[intercalaryninja]

[Honestly, he could put up with more but he wants it now. And that's what's important. Tsukikage moans quietly, momentarily missing his fingers.]

Dearest... [It's shocking that the name makes him blush. But Tsukikage has no time to laugh about his own bashfulness because finally he's in. Tsukikage gasps as he feels the man's fingers and he curls his legs around Speedwagon.]

Mghk... That is... a good first impression.