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thimking...

Woke up a little .

@fushiguro toji. normally, he's quite perceptive when it comes to figuring out his opponent's next moves but when it came to antics in the bedroom, he still lacked the necessary experience to prepare himself for situations that might happen. so when you began to expose his skin, soon leaving kisses along his smaller frame, he couldn't help the soft breath that hitched, hand pausing as he got lost in the moment for a long second. his chin had tilted up, eyes becoming half lidded as his parted lips exhaled a pleased sigh.
well, now i'm a bit curious to see how rough you can get. though, the logical part of my brain is telling me i shouldn't tow that landmine.

@kurapika kurta. alright, i trust it’ll be easier to tell once we both take our clothes off.
he’s a bit surprised given kurapika despite being anxious certainly isn’t shy, but it’s the kind of surprise that makes his twitch as the other’s smaller hand palms at his big and thick manhood.
i’m glad.
his eyes are halflidded as he looks down at the smaller, watching how his wrist moves within toji’s own pants before he can’t help himself for much longer, digits ing the top few buttons of kurapika’s dress shirt to expose his collarbone. the sight of the soft, unblemished skin delights him, and he moves to press a series of kisses against the corner of his lips, his cheek, then to the base of his neck, nipping at the area with his canine.
let me know if i get a little too rough. it’s hard for me to control myself sometimes.

@fushiguro toji. am i? good, i'll make sure i continue to keep it that way. leaving you guessing sounds more fun than giving everything away all at once. as for you making me feel a little hot, i'll let you figure out if your deduction is truly correct or not.
it was rare for him to take the initiative outside of work but there was something about you that seemed to stir up a playfulness he had thought he had buried away long ago. he knew he was much smaller and to anyone else, it seemed only natural that you were the predator and he was the prey. but he'd handled larger with ease - at least, in terms of work - and he enjoyed knowing he was submitting himself to you, whether you were aware of it or not. his hand now fully slipped under your pants, lightly palming your bulge as a soft pink tint began to dust his cheeks.
maybe not by mouth but ... i'm sure i'll have no problem otherwise. if anything, an experience like you should be good for me.

@kurapika kurta. hm… sounds boring to me. i imagined your boss telling you that you did well would secretly turn you on. like right now, me telling you how pretty you are is making you feel a little hot, right? but you’re pretty good at keeping your cool, so it’s hard to tell for sure.
having assumed he might have to take the lead given how anxious the other seemed at first, he’s a bit surprised when the other tugs at the waistband of his pants, finding how daring the other is despite at least in toji’s mind how easily he could kill him makes the large bulge just a few centimeters beneath kurapika’s hand that much more obvious.
well, we could, as long as you could take me.

@fushiguro toji. i'd say i work hard to deliver good results. and good results allow for better opportunities and more trust from superiors.
he shrugs a bit, wanting to divert the conversation away from anything that might relate back to work. after all, it was a distraction he had been looking for. with a shake of his head, he let his fingers wander and playfully tug at the waistband of your pants, an almost teasing smile forming as he looked back up at you.
oh, are you saying we'll be having another time together?

@kurapika kurta. well, why work hard if it isn’t to please people? unless if it’s just because you like to help people. i am nothing like that myself so it may be a bit difficult for me to understand.
he exhales slowly as he analyzes kurapika’s expression, by now chewing the mint between his teeth briefly before swallowing what’s left. he finds the other’s admission of his anxiety somewhat endearing.
you don’t have to if you don’t want to. i might be too big even. we can always save it for another time.

@fushiguro toji. i'm not so sure if i would say people pleaser. hard worker seems to be more suitable. and ...
he pauses to look up as the other stands, chin having to tilt up a fair amount due to your larger stature. now, he had dealt with many man in his line of work, especially ones with far larger builds than he had, but there was always something so intriguing about the difference in size when it came to pleasure. he enjoyed allowing himself to simply give in, to offer himself up on his own terms, to have a choice.
... i'm only a tad bit nervous. i haven't done this too often - using my mouth, that is.

@kurapika kurta. being a hitman whose job was to carefully gauge every detail, it was quite easy for him to notice how the other breaks his gaze for just a second. toji’s expression softens, sitting upright from the couch. he pulls his hand away to return to his side, exhaling through his nose.
you’re a people pleaser. and you’re nervous, aren’t you?
he moves to stand from the couch, standing nearly a foot taller than the younger. despite how rough and intimidating he looks, his gaze is gentle as he meets kurapika’s gaze, cupping his cheek in his hand as his thumb brushed over his rosy tiers, and toji then says in a low murmur:
any man would enjoy having these pretty lips around them. you have no reason to worry about such a thing.

he shows no reaction to the touch against his thigh — but, if one looks close enough, his gaze falters for a split second.
well, i can’t speak for others but i do my best to excel in every task i’m given.
he pauses, eyes slowly scanning down your larger frame before lingering upon your clothed crotch, briefly wondering if his mouth was big enough.
would you be disappointed if i did a poor job?

he takes a single mint, watching the smaller’s gaze whilst he pops the mint into his mouth. he shifts from resting his back lazily against the couch to leaning closer. at this close of a distance, kurapika’s soft features of his face please him, and he wants an even closer look, leaning forward as he moves a hand to ghost over the back of the younger’s thigh, ready to support him if he wants to sit on toji’s lap.
you seem like a smart guy, thinking ahead. pretty, too. i heard guys like that give the best head. think that’s true?

he shrugs, the faintest trace of a soft smile lingering on his features as he watches the other put out his cigarette.
you don’t need to apologize. it’s simply a personal preference. besides, i can still endure it. but-
he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a small container of mints while making his way over, holding one out for you to take.
in case we kiss.

oh. sorry.
he glances briefly around the room before he notices the ashtray next to him on the coffee table, and he snubs out the cigarette against the dish. he returns his gaze to kurapika, noticing how the other forces himself to relax.
i hope it won’t be too fragrant on me, but that might just be my wishful thinking.

he looks at the other from where he’s standing, a bit too at attention before deciding to relax and let his arms cross over his chest.
on occasion. i’m just not too fond of the smell.

sure. i could go for some myself.
he’s currently seated on a couch, cigarette held betwist his digits. he takes a long drag before exhaling the smoke out from the corner of his tiers.
do you smoke?

oh- are you offering? i simply need some.. stress relief.

you need help?

ah.

a tinge of excitement ripples through her at the all-too-brief liplock they shared, nearly chasing it as ahri had moved away though she had enough self restraint to keep herself back. staring curiously at her as she pondered the question, mumbling an 'of course' as she let her thumb swipe along ahri's lower lip.
though at the same time i fear it's only going to give me more to think about.

just as kaho's lips meet her own, she smiles a smidgen, taking the other girl's face in both her hands and moving her lips in a soft, slow, and fluid motion in tandem with kaho's. and as she pulls away just an inch, her thumbs very gently the sides of the other fox's face, whispering to her.
that satisfy your curiosity?

watching the other's skeptic behavior, she was prepared to back off and laugh it off though any worry was quickly washed away as she moved forward. a content smile tugged on her lips before kaho leaned in to let their lips brush against on another's, a hand cupping her cheek.

her eyes narrow with slight suspicion, studying the other's demeanor and giving her a glance over, but she leans forward with her lips slightly puckered. she might as well.

it is, if it happened to be something you were open to. if not then it's merely a fantasy

erwin smith. 31 minutes ago Reply
kiss kiss kiss kiss *chants*

kiss kiss kiss kiss *chants*

is this your way of saying you want a kiss from me?

nonsense. but regardless, your lips look soft and i think it'd be very nice to kiss you

you flatter me, truly. i'm not one to be worshipped, but i'm sure i'd enjoy the attention.