[Except that would probably kill Oda, so he won't.
The vest slips off his shoulders. The shirt follows soon after, leaving Shuji's chest bare.
Next should be the belt, so...]
Remember, no touching.
[Once he has his belt off, he wraps it behind Oda's back and uses it to tug Oda a little closer. He could reach out and grab Shuji- but before that happens Shuji drops the belt and turns around to start shimmying out of his pants.
Did you know that Shuji owns black lace boxers? Now you do.]
still, odasaku does his damn best to keep his composure intact, instead watching with close attention as shuji takes off his pants. ]
Those are new.
[ he likes it. enough that his mind can't help but wander off, thinking of pushing shuji on the bed, raising a leg and leaving his marks along the inner thighs. he wants to hear his boyfriend's voice, moaning, saying his name, begging for him to fuck him.
he shifts in the bed, realizing just how hard he's getting from his thoughts alone.
when he speaks, his voice is a bit strained; his breathing is a bit heavier. ] Let me touch you, Shuji.
[Shuji doesn't have to turn around to know how hard Oda is - he can tell from the strain in Oda's voice, the heavier breathing.
With someone who shows as little as Oda usually does, just being able to damage his composure that much sends a jolt of arousal through him. He doesn't have to turn around to show Oda how hard he's starting to get, either.
Shuji slides a finger underneath the waistband of his boxers, stretches it out a little to show smooth skin before letting it snap back.]
[ odasaku clicks his tongue when shuji retorts, grabbing onto the sheets tight enough for his knuckles to go white. he understands that this is meant to tease him but... god, it really is becoming too much.
[Shuji really couldn't deny Oda for long, especially not when he says 'please'. He grins, and rather than continue to pull his underwear off, climbs onto the bed and straight into Oda's lap.]
[ fucking finally, odasaku thinks as shuji approaches him. he realizes at that moment that he's no good at this sort of thing; having the control taken away like this.
as soon as his permission is formally granted, oda grips shuji's hips, pulling him close into a very hungry kiss. ]
[Oda being no good at handling himself is part of the fun.
Shuji moans into Oda's mouth, returning the kiss in full. He's not great at restraining himself either, and Oda knows this - knows exactly how hard it is for Shuji to keep his hands off Oda. Right now those hands are slipping underneath Oda's shirt to travel up his chest, making up for the lack of touch before.]
[ if shuji had a hard time keeping his hands off of oda, then imagine how difficult it was for oda to do the same.
that said, his lips are all over shuji now. he breaks the kiss to trail his lips down shuji's jaw and neck, sometimes using his teeth to nip at the skin. occasionally, he lifts his hips up as well, grinding against shuji's with every intention of riling him up further. every once in a while, he might throw a moan or two.
[Revenge is a dish best served with lips and teeth.
Shuji knows he deserves this, but that doesn't keep him from being overwhelmed when Oda grinds against him - he's hard now and every roll of Oda's hips makes him gasp or whimper or moan. He tilts his head back to give Oda more space to bite at his neck - he would do whatever Oda wanted at this point, but...]
Fuck me, please-!
[That's the one thing Shuji wants more than anything. Luckily, he suspects Oda wants the same.]
[ shuji doesn't need to tell him twice to do that. the moans and whimpers that escape his boyfriend's lips only turn odasaku even further.
so, in one fluid motion, oda turns them around, pushing shuji on the bed. reaching to the drawer, he pulls out a bottle lube. while he does care a lot about making sure that shuji is ready, there's also a bit of mischievousness in the fact that shuji's going to have to wait to get what he wants.
putting an ample amount of lube on his fingers, he leans in to give shuji a deep kiss before pushing one finger inside his entrance. ]
[It's what Shuji deserves, and he knows that, but that doesn't stop him from trying to push himself further onto Oda's finger, to get himself stretched out as quickly as he can so they can move on to the fun part. He whimpers into Oda's mouth, already regretting some of his life choices.
Like, why didn't he prepare himself before he did this striptease? That would have been so much smarter.]
[ odasaku never means to hurt shuji, just tease him a little. as soon as he thinks that one finger is enough, he slowly pushes in another one, thrusting them and spreading them apart as necessary.
if shuji can't feel the way oda's lips turn upwards in a smirk, then he'll definitely be able to see it when he pulls away, his fingers as well. ]
[How the turns have tabled. Now it's Shuji who's aching to be touched, who whimpers when Oda's fingers leave him and groans at the sight of a smirk on that handsome face.]
Please - please fuck me.
[He spreads his legs wider, doing whatever he can to encourage Oda to get on with it.]
[ odasaku takes a moment to enjoy the view of shuji spread open in front of him. it looks erotic and beautiful all at the same time and god odasaku feels like there's nothing that could top this view.
though he feels that it'll be anything but a shame to disturb the view and fuck shuji senseless. he'll be nice enough to take the time to slick his cock with lube (because he would never want to cause shuji pain) before positioning himself. ]
As you wish.
[ odasaku pushes in slowly, taking a deep breath as he enjoys the warm tightness of shuji's ass. once he's all the way in, he gives shuji the time to get used to it.
he leans down to give shuji a kiss on the lips, and doesn't pull too far back. ]
[Oda is always so careful with him - when Oda pushes in, there's no pain, just a little discomfort. It's quick enough to fade, easier when Oda kisses him.
Even if it did hurt, his answer would likely be the same:]
Yes.
[Shuji's tired of waiting. He digs his fingernails into Oda's back, ready to hold on for dear life.]
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[Except that would probably kill Oda, so he won't.
The vest slips off his shoulders. The shirt follows soon after, leaving Shuji's chest bare.
Next should be the belt, so...]
Remember, no touching.
[Once he has his belt off, he wraps it behind Oda's back and uses it to tug Oda a little closer. He could reach out and grab Shuji- but before that happens Shuji drops the belt and turns around to start shimmying out of his pants.
Did you know that Shuji owns black lace boxers? Now you do.]
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still, odasaku does his damn best to keep his composure intact, instead watching with close attention as shuji takes off his pants. ]
Those are new.
[ he likes it. enough that his mind can't help but wander off, thinking of pushing shuji on the bed, raising a leg and leaving his marks along the inner thighs. he wants to hear his boyfriend's voice, moaning, saying his name, begging for him to fuck him.
he shifts in the bed, realizing just how hard he's getting from his thoughts alone.
when he speaks, his voice is a bit strained; his breathing is a bit heavier. ] Let me touch you, Shuji.
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[Shuji doesn't have to turn around to know how hard Oda is - he can tell from the strain in Oda's voice, the heavier breathing.
With someone who shows as little as Oda usually does, just being able to damage his composure that much sends a jolt of arousal through him. He doesn't have to turn around to show Oda how hard he's starting to get, either.
Shuji slides a finger underneath the waistband of his boxers, stretches it out a little to show smooth skin before letting it snap back.]
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and that hint of skin-- ]
Shuji, please let me touch you.
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Permission granted.
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as soon as his permission is formally granted, oda grips shuji's hips, pulling him close into a very hungry kiss. ]
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Shuji moans into Oda's mouth, returning the kiss in full. He's not great at restraining himself either, and Oda knows this - knows exactly how hard it is for Shuji to keep his hands off Oda. Right now those hands are slipping underneath Oda's shirt to travel up his chest, making up for the lack of touch before.]
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that said, his lips are all over shuji now. he breaks the kiss to trail his lips down shuji's jaw and neck, sometimes using his teeth to nip at the skin. occasionally, he lifts his hips up as well, grinding against shuji's with every intention of riling him up further. every once in a while, he might throw a moan or two.
consider it revenge, shuji. ]
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Shuji knows he deserves this, but that doesn't keep him from being overwhelmed when Oda grinds against him - he's hard now and every roll of Oda's hips makes him gasp or whimper or moan. He tilts his head back to give Oda more space to bite at his neck - he would do whatever Oda wanted at this point, but...]
Fuck me, please-!
[That's the one thing Shuji wants more than anything. Luckily, he suspects Oda wants the same.]
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so, in one fluid motion, oda turns them around, pushing shuji on the bed. reaching to the drawer, he pulls out a bottle lube. while he does care a lot about making sure that shuji is ready, there's also a bit of mischievousness in the fact that shuji's going to have to wait to get what he wants.
putting an ample amount of lube on his fingers, he leans in to give shuji a deep kiss before pushing one finger inside his entrance. ]
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Like, why didn't he prepare himself before he did this striptease? That would have been so much smarter.]
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[ odasaku never means to hurt shuji, just tease him a little. as soon as he thinks that one finger is enough, he slowly pushes in another one, thrusting them and spreading them apart as necessary.
if shuji can't feel the way oda's lips turn upwards in a smirk, then he'll definitely be able to see it when he pulls away, his fingers as well. ]
You ready?
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[How the turns have tabled. Now it's Shuji who's aching to be touched, who whimpers when Oda's fingers leave him and groans at the sight of a smirk on that handsome face.]
Please - please fuck me.
[He spreads his legs wider, doing whatever he can to encourage Oda to get on with it.]
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though he feels that it'll be anything but a shame to disturb the view and fuck shuji senseless. he'll be nice enough to take the time to slick his cock with lube (because he would never want to cause shuji pain) before positioning himself. ]
As you wish.
[ odasaku pushes in slowly, taking a deep breath as he enjoys the warm tightness of shuji's ass. once he's all the way in, he gives shuji the time to get used to it.
he leans down to give shuji a kiss on the lips, and doesn't pull too far back. ]
Ready?
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Even if it did hurt, his answer would likely be the same:]
Yes.
[Shuji's tired of waiting. He digs his fingernails into Oda's back, ready to hold on for dear life.]