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[He's warm and his hand is warm, and Chuuya would very much like to stay here in bed for a while, but-]

Let go, I have work.

[He is not above just kicking other-Chuuya if he doesn't let him out of bed.]

[Chuuya huffs and stays curled around other-Chuuya for a second longer, but he’s not unreasonable; he knows how important work is, so he rolls over and curls in on himself instead.

He should get up and go soon, but...]

See ya later then.

[He waves over his shoulder, and if other-Chuuya leaves him to his own devices he’ll end up staying here until he gets back.]

[Chuuya is gone long enough to have breakfast, get drunk, and do a few book delves. He shoots a bunch of Taints in the face, gets attacked by a bunch of Taints, and spends the whole time wishing he was still in bed.

When his duty for the day is over - so late in the morning - he makes his way back to his room and flops onto his bed, whether or not other-Chuuya is still in it.]

Ughhhh.

[As luck would have it, Mafia-Chuuya is still occupying the bed, though at one point he did get up, wander the halls to find a bathroom, and wandered back to collapse onto the bed once again. His hair is a mess and his clothes are disheveled, but he’s still rather lovely, even in his still slightly hungover state.]

Welcome back.

[Chuuya yawns and gravitates towards other-Chuuya once again, and once he’s close enough he can smell the booze wafting off of him.]

Damn, already hitting the booze this early? I’m almost a little jealous.

[Mafia-Chuuya is always pretty, obviously.]

Don't be, half of it's just because withdrawal is a bitch.

[And the other half is because he has no healthy grieving techniques, so. Fun for everybody.]

You take the late shift?

Mmm...you could say that.

[As long as he’s reachable by phone he’ll be fine. He can zip across town on a moment’s notice if need be, but so far things have either been rather calm, or the rest of the Mafia was destroyed while Chuuya was out being irresponsible. Somehow he doubts that, though.]

Thanks for not kicking me out, by the way.

[Chuuya reaches out and slides his fingers through a bit of that silky blonde hair with a grin.]

Last night was pretty fuckin’ hot.

[Doubtful. This thread isn't serious enough for that.

Chuuya grins when other-Chuuya starts playing with his hair: it's good they steered this back to flirting, because genuine gratitude is not something he knows how to deal with. Flirting is way easier.]

Sure was. But, you know... I might not keep lube everywhere in the library, but I do keep it in my room. If you're interested.

[It sure isn’t.

Chuuya is feeling more than a little playful right now, and he leans in to lightly nip at other-Chuuya’s neck.]

Hell yeah I am.

[He picks up where he’d left off earlier, hand sliding beneath other-Chuuya’s shirt to tease a nipple between his thumb and index finger.]

Should I fuck you? Or do you wanna fuck me?

Fuck me.

[He doesn't even have to think about it, which is good because other-Chuuya's being very distracting right now. He runs his hands through Chuuya's incredibly pretty hair before moving on to unbutton his shirt.]

If your cock feels half as good in me as your tongue did, I'd call that a success for your first time pitching.

[Chuuya sure as hell isn't gonna argue with that. In fact, the request gets him fully hard in record time, and he rewards other-Chuuya by sucking a nice little bruise onto his collarbone. His fingers dance across bare flesh until he reaches the waistband of tiny-Chuuya’s pants, and without hesitation he deftly unbuttons and unzips them and proceeds to rub him through his underwear.]

Then you should get yourself ready for me. Or I can do the honors...

Both of those sound fun, but I think I'll handle it.

[Even with Mafia-Chuuya being incredibly distracting, Poet-Chuuya can still manage to reach under his nightstand and grab a tube of lube, which he promptly slicks his fingers up with. After pulling down his underwear one-handed - more difficult than you'd think - he spreads his legs so that the other Chuuya has an excellent view of him sinking one finger inside himself.]

Fuck, you’re hot...

[Chuuya’s voice is much lower now, almost a purr as he leans back to watch tiny-Chuuya fuck himself open. He wants to tease the other’s cock with his hand, or his mouth, but he also wants this to last, so he keeps his hands on other-Chuuya’s chest instead, lightly dragging his nails down pale flesh.]

How do you want me to fuck you?

Fuck me hard-

[Chuuya doesn't stop working his finger in and out of himself as he answers other-Chuuya's question. His words are already punctuated by gasps for air, his voice quivering on the edge of a moan.]

I want to feel it for days.

I can definitely do that~

[Chuuya’s fingers brush teasingly over other-Chuuya’s cock while his other hand reaches down to undo his pants and free his own cock from its confines. He gives himself a few languid strokes, eager to be inside of the other but also enjoying the show.]

You want it from behind? Or do you wanna ride me?

[Tough question. Chuuya considers it while he slides a second finger into himself, spreading himself open wider for other-Chuuya to see.]

Behind. Show me what you can do.

[His own gaze is fixed on other-Chuuya's cock. It's a pleasure to be responsible for that erection, as much as it is a pleasure to have Chuuya's hand on him, and he lets out the first of many moans.]

[There’s only a very subtle hint of nervousness within Chuuya right now, and it has everything to do with this being his first time on top. He’s no idiot, of course; he knows what to do and how to do it, but whether he does it well, or lasts very long, remains to be seen.]

Fuck, I’m gonna pound your ass into the mattress...

[There’s a breathless, desperate quality to his voice now, and he can hardly wait much longer.]

Once you’re ready get on all fours for me...

[Chuuya is not the most patient person in the universe either, especially when it comes to sex. He soon pulls his fingers out and rearranges himself, on all fours as was requested/demanded.]

Don't keep me waiting...

Wouldn’t dream of it~

[Chuuya grabs the lube and slicks up his cock before positioning himself behind Tiny-Chuuya and grabbing his hips, and god, he’s already achingly hard from the sight alone...]

Tell me if it’s too much~

[A cheeky grin as he lines himself up with other-Chuuya’s opening and slowly pushes inside. He’s incredibly hot and tight, and once Chuuya is buried to the hilt he lets out a long, low moan.]

God damn...

[Other-Chuuya's groan is echoed - Chuuya already feels so full, and any discomfort is minimal considering how turned on he is.

It only takes him a couple moments of adjusting before he's trying to push more against other-Chuuya and take him further inside himself. Impatient as hell.]

Move.

Someone’s needy~

[Normally Chuuya might keep up the teasing until other-Chuuya is begging, but that tight, velvety heat feels so incredible around him that he simply has to move or risk going crazy with need himself. He pulls out to the tip before roughly burying himself inside once again, not bothering to start off slow when they’re both so goddamn horny.]

Fuck you’re tight...

[His hips find a steady yet insistent rhythm, and he tangles his fingers in Tiny-Chuuya’s hair to get a very loose grip.]

[There's no point in going slowly when they're both this worked up. Chuuya doesn't want that anyway - other-Chuuya's thrusts get answering moans and Chuuya's hips rocking back to meet him, to take him in as deep as he can.]

Fucking hell - nn, you can - pull harder-

[Chuuya isn't a masochist, no, but a little pain can be nice in the right places. And some tugging is complimentary.]

[As soon as he’s given permission to pull other-Chuuya’s hair harder he doesn’t hesitate to do so, grabbing a handful and tugging on it roughly enough that it’ll definitely be felt.]

Fuck, you’re so fucking hot...nnnn...wanna hear you...

[Moans, pleading for more, he doesn’t care. Chuuya thrives off feedback.

He wasn’t lying about fucking other-Chuuya into the mattress, and at one point he goes so hard that he ends up nearly shoving tiny-Chuuya’s face into the bed.]

[If it's feedback he wants, it's feedback he'll get. Chuuya's always loud, whether it's chanting 'Chuuya, Chuuya, Chuuya' or moaning - even if he's muffled by his face shoved in his pillow, it's easy to hear how much he enjoys this.

It's so easy to hear, in fact, that someone from the next room over bangs on the wall between them, because it's like noon and you're having loud sex and the walls aren't that thick??

Chuuya doesn't care. It's entirely possible he didn't register the sound.]

[Every little sound that Chuuya elicits from other-Chuuya is like music to his ears, and it encourages him to dig his nails into other-Chuuya’s hip while pulling that pretty blonde hair at the same time. Heat and pressure build to a boiling point within him, and already he feels as if he could come.]

Do you want me to- hnnnn fuck -to come inside you?

[His voice is ragged and breathless, and his thrusts are becoming more and more erratic as he draws dangerously close to the edge. He’s not a selfish bastard, however, and he reaches beneath other-Chuuya to wrap his hand around his cock and jerk him off in time with his thrusts.]

[Even just other-Chuuya's nails in his hip make him moan even louder.]

Yes - please-

[It's almost a sob - but it's impossible to answer any other way now. Chuuya's back arches, and not long after other-Chuuya starts jerking him off, he comes into his hand with a wordless cry.]

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