[ probably completely unsurprisingly a really lewd kisser, sliding and practically curling his tongue around Shuten's. he winds the ends of the ribbon tighter around his left hand while the loose yukata gives the right easy access to slide in across his bare skin ]
[yeah it's really not a shock that Yasu is lewd as hell. Probably just like it isn't a shock that Shuten is clearly experienced and shameless as well. He's letting Yasu have the reigns, but for his own part he's certainly giving as good as he's getting in the of lewdness.
The ribbon tightening draws a groan from him, low and rough, as does Yasu's hand slipping into his yukata. The only thing he has even resembling a shirt under the yukata is his undersleeves, and they also keep him pretty easy access. He's warm and reactive.]
The ribbon tightening draws a groan from him, low and rough, as does Yasu's hand slipping into his yukata. The only thing he has even resembling a shirt under the yukata is his undersleeves, and they also keep him pretty easy access. He's warm and reactive.]
[ exhales through his nose and runs his palm down Shuten's chest and over the planes of his stomach. he dips his thumbnail into Shuten's navel at the same time as he scrapes his teeth across Shuten's lower lip, which both happens right before the elevator lurches to a stop again and he practically claws him in his surprise ]
Edited 2018-06-30 13:03 (UTC)
[he gasps, the lurch unbalancing him a little, and he ends up taking a half step forward to regain that balance. But a half step forward is enough to shove Yasu against the wall abruptly, make both the bite and the clawing a little more severe.]
| | [laughing too, embarrassed but pleasantly.] Well. We maybe should have accounted for that. |
| | [hmmmm well while we're funning what if he just goes to put Yasuragi into a princess carry?] |
Edited 2018-07-01 04:13 (UTC)
| | [Shuten is strong enough to carry him with ease, and doesn't pretend otherwise.] Excellent. [veering towards Yasu's room, then.] |
| | It's one of my charm points. [hums a pleased sound, angling his head slightly to give Yasu ample space for that. to his room!] |
[setting him down, taking care that he's steady on his feet before letting go. aaaand heading to lock yasu's door.]
[ DORM CAMERAS ARE NOT VISIBLE AND IN FACT THEIR EXISTENCE AS A WHOLE IS DUBIOUS SO ACTUALLY just dropping his cape on the floor as he makes his way to the bed. belts and sashes next, which he casts onto the bed one a time until he finally gets the obi off too. ]
I'm still unused to these.
[ pulling his outer kimono out from the hakama and off ]
I'm still unused to these.
[ pulling his outer kimono out from the hakama and off ]
Edited 2018-07-18 10:28 (UTC)
i was literally thinking about picking this up five minutes ago but was too lazy to look for it so
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hashtagaesthetic
2018-07-18 10:31 am (UTC)(link)
[turns and shamelessly checks him out for a few moments before following him to the bed, sitting on the edge of it and kind of. waffling. about his boots. hm.]
Do you remember what sorts of clothing you're more used to, yet?
Do you remember what sorts of clothing you're more used to, yet?
Not in the least.
[ amazingly it's not even a lie since this was before tongue removal ]
It's all a bit odd-looking to me, here, though some units' clothing appear rather easier to deal with than others. Though I suppose it isn't necessarily a matter of unit, when here you are before me, arbitrarily far easier to undress.
[ pulls off the inner kimono in the same manner, leaving the hakama to hang loose on his hips for now, his tattoo showing over the top and through the gap in the fabric down the thigh. since it's conveniently a floor-level bed, while Shuten is distracted with his boots, Yasuragi lifts one leg and plants the sole of his foot right up against the seam of Shuten's pelvis, slightly displacing the low tie of Shuten's obi, the base of his heel catching on the fabric of his yukata dangerously far up his inner thigh ]
Help me out of these, won't you?
[ amazingly it's not even a lie since this was before tongue removal ]
It's all a bit odd-looking to me, here, though some units' clothing appear rather easier to deal with than others. Though I suppose it isn't necessarily a matter of unit, when here you are before me, arbitrarily far easier to undress.
[ pulls off the inner kimono in the same manner, leaving the hakama to hang loose on his hips for now, his tattoo showing over the top and through the gap in the fabric down the thigh. since it's conveniently a floor-level bed, while Shuten is distracted with his boots, Yasuragi lifts one leg and plants the sole of his foot right up against the seam of Shuten's pelvis, slightly displacing the low tie of Shuten's obi, the base of his heel catching on the fabric of his yukata dangerously far up his inner thigh ]
Help me out of these, won't you?
[oh. that is an entirely acceptable distraction, and Shuten is happily diverted from his own boots. Instead he smiles up at Yasuragi pleasantly and places a hand on his knee.]
Of course.
[the question is whether yasu is wearing shoes at this point because if so he's going for those first. if not, he's sliding that hand up yasu's thigh.]
Of course.
[the question is whether yasu is wearing shoes at this point because if so he's going for those first. if not, he's sliding that hand up yasu's thigh.]
[ ok
without letting go of Blank's hand, reaches up to take off his hat and tosses it to the ground, following it up with his hairpin, then pulls his phone from his obi, then his pipe, dropping them in a pile in the hat. with those out of the way he tugs her by the hand the last few feet to the door of the greenhouse, settles his other hand on her shoulder, pushes her up against the glass and kisses her ]
without letting go of Blank's hand, reaches up to take off his hat and tosses it to the ground, following it up with his hairpin, then pulls his phone from his obi, then his pipe, dropping them in a pile in the hat. with those out of the way he tugs her by the hand the last few feet to the door of the greenhouse, settles his other hand on her shoulder, pushes her up against the glass and kisses her ]
[ yeah he's wearing these
in the midst of taking of his own various waist-ties, Yasuragi kept a hold of Shuten's hair ribbon, and idly tangles and untangles it between his fingers while he watches Shuten working literally at his feet. once the laces and belt are undone and Shuten makes any move to tug the boot off, he at least lifts his foot back compliantly, but up until that point he's real unhelpful - he doesn't move to speed things up in the least, and rather than staying still ends up dragging his foot slowly sideways over Shuten's thigh to push his yukata open.
he places his foot on the ground flat once the shoe is off, paced like he's testing the feeling of the difference in height between his bare foot and the one still in a 3 inch heel, just briefly before he turns to sit next to Shuten on the bed, speaking as he goes ]
Good. One more.
[ and tosses his legs across Shuten's lap at the same time as he tugs him down by the back of the head to kiss him again ]
in the midst of taking of his own various waist-ties, Yasuragi kept a hold of Shuten's hair ribbon, and idly tangles and untangles it between his fingers while he watches Shuten working literally at his feet. once the laces and belt are undone and Shuten makes any move to tug the boot off, he at least lifts his foot back compliantly, but up until that point he's real unhelpful - he doesn't move to speed things up in the least, and rather than staying still ends up dragging his foot slowly sideways over Shuten's thigh to push his yukata open.
he places his foot on the ground flat once the shoe is off, paced like he's testing the feeling of the difference in height between his bare foot and the one still in a 3 inch heel, just briefly before he turns to sit next to Shuten on the bed, speaking as he goes ]
Good. One more.
[ and tosses his legs across Shuten's lap at the same time as he tugs him down by the back of the head to kiss him again ]
[ her eyes widen when she's pushed, and she yelps, her hand jumping to his chest to sort of but not really push him away. it's hard, to remember where she is, who she's with, that she agreed to this -- and trying to think about why that even is makes her uncomfortable enough that she opts to just blank out her thoughts, returning his kiss enthusiastically if incredibly awkwardly. ]
I can be charitable, too.
[ slides his hand down Phoenix's throat to hook his fingers in his collar, tugs it down to give himself more room to press kisses to his neck. and finally just palms him through his trousers ]
Would you like me to show you a kindness?
[ slides his hand down Phoenix's throat to hook his fingers in his collar, tugs it down to give himself more room to press kisses to his neck. and finally just palms him through his trousers ]
Would you like me to show you a kindness?
[He's obliging enough to tilt his head to give Yasuragi access, breath hitching. He's definitely hard at this point, and actually the touch, even through his pants, drags a soft noise out of him.
He's finding this position both great and the worst, it's really hard to touch Yasuragi back. He finally tugs one of his long gloves off, movement abrupt and inelegant, just so when he lifts that hand again he can actually feel Yasuragi's skin under his fingertips when he reaches to lightly trace his jaw and neck.]
It's... hard to know how to respond to that. Do you know that phrasing just really feels like you're trying to provoke a fight? Maybe not, mm, a real fight...
[He's laughing a little. At his own knee kneejerk impulse to be contrary and prideful at the words kindness and charitable.]
He's finding this position both great and the worst, it's really hard to touch Yasuragi back. He finally tugs one of his long gloves off, movement abrupt and inelegant, just so when he lifts that hand again he can actually feel Yasuragi's skin under his fingertips when he reaches to lightly trace his jaw and neck.]
It's... hard to know how to respond to that. Do you know that phrasing just really feels like you're trying to provoke a fight? Maybe not, mm, a real fight...
[He's laughing a little. At his own knee kneejerk impulse to be contrary and prideful at the words kindness and charitable.]
Mmn.
[Pardon him he has to gasp, biting down a sound reflexively, so only half of it escapes. It's not easy to rock his hips much in this position but he's definitely squirming, responsive and sensitive even with the clothes in the way.]
You're provoking lots of things. But I think I've said, I'm... competitive.
[He's not trying to be right now but the reflex is there. It's not helped by being frustrated he can't touch or look at Yasuragi as well, even if this is also a kind of thrill. But knowing this isn't supposed to be goading him into feeling challenged makes him relax a little. He might be too used to competition as part of sex.]
...
Show me.
[Pardon him he has to gasp, biting down a sound reflexively, so only half of it escapes. It's not easy to rock his hips much in this position but he's definitely squirming, responsive and sensitive even with the clothes in the way.]
You're provoking lots of things. But I think I've said, I'm... competitive.
[He's not trying to be right now but the reflex is there. It's not helped by being frustrated he can't touch or look at Yasuragi as well, even if this is also a kind of thrill. But knowing this isn't supposed to be goading him into feeling challenged makes him relax a little. He might be too used to competition as part of sex.]
...
Show me.
Page 1 of 5