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Heh. I can think of plenty of people who'd call me vain for drinking to that one. Lucky I'm drinking with you instead.
[Chuuya drinks, naturally.]
Well, never have I ever been a sexy redhead.
Heh. I can think of plenty of people who'd call me vain for drinking to that one. Lucky I'm drinking with you instead.
[Chuuya drinks, naturally.]
Well, never have I ever been a sexy redhead.

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[But now that other-Chuuya is onboard with the idea, Chuuya won’t hesitate to follow through with the suggestion. He does finish the massage first, though, focusing on kneading the knots out of Chuuya’s legs.]
Should I fuck myself on my fingers while you watch?
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[Chuuya can't imagine a hotter sight than that.]
Taking me out to drinks, giving me a massage, and putting on a show for me... Is it my birthday or something?
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[He honestly doesn’t know, but he won’t pry, either. Chuuya grabs the lube from the nightstand and thoroughly coats his fingers with it before laying on his back, legs spread wide so that other-Chuuya can get a spectacular view of him pressing a finger inside his hole. He looks quite pretty like this, especially with that signature choker still clasped around his neck contrasting with his bare skin.]
Mnnn...it’s been a while...
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Chuuya sits up so he can get a better look at other-Chuuya, drinking in the sight of him, from his hole to his bare skin to his choker to his gorgeous face.]
Yeah? Looking forward to me fucking you?
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[Chuuya has always been a bit of an exhibitionist, and he spreads his legs even wider to show off how easily he can take another finger inside himself. He curls and spreads them in a scissoring motion to open himself up, a lewd, shuddering moan spilling from his lips as he brushes over the sweet spot inside of him.]
Want your cock inside me...
[He adds a third finger with a groan, thrusting them in and out of his tight hole until he possibly can’t stand waiting anymore.]
How do you...hnnn, fuck...how do you want me?
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[It's not weird, because other-Chuuya's face is frankly gorgeous.
Chuuya reaches for the lube to start slicking himself up. If he'd stroked himself too much to other-Chuuya preparing himself, he'd have more of a problem.]
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I’m ready...
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You're gorgeous.
[He had to say it before he lost his words entirely.
Chuuya is careful when he lines himself up, and pushes slowly inside the other. He's hot around him, and slick enough that the slide is easy.]
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[He knows Chuuya means every word, and it makes his heart flutter in his chest. Normally he brushes off compliments like that as someone wanting to get in his pants, but seeing as he’s already there...]
Fuck...
[Chuuya curses as other-Chuuya finally pushes inside of him, and he’s well prepared enough that there’s only a very minimal amount of discomfort as he’s stretched to his limits. He takes the liberty of wrapping his long, slender legs around poet-Chuuya’s tiny waist once he’s buried to the hilt inside of him, hands gripping his upper arms for support.]
Don’t hold back...I want it rough.
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Hnn-
[The pleasure is flooding him, and normally he would have his eyes shut tight by now, but he manages to keep them open. He wants to watch other-Chuuya and see just how good he's making him feel.]
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More...keep going...
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Let me hear you...
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Oh god...!
[Chuuya cries out, back arching off the bed beautifully as other-Chuuya angles himself just right and hits that magic spot deep inside him.]
Chuuya...! [He’s helpless to stop his climax, white hot pleasure striking him like lightning, and with another cry of Chuuya’s name he finally comes, hot, sticky strands painting his stomach and chest white.]
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[Other-Chuuya is beautiful, but Chuuya can barely keep his eyes open when he's tightening around him that way. He keeps moving, stroking other-Chuuya through his climax.]
Can I- come inside-
[He'd better ask now because he's going to come very soon, whether he wants to or not.]
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Yes...please, come inside me, fill me up...
[He’s panting, breathless, and determined to make other-Chuuya feel just as amazing as he had.]
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...He really doesn't want to pull apart just yet. Just let him collapse onto other-Chuuya and bask in his afterglow.]
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Heh. That’s the first time I’ve ever called my own name during sex.
[A cheesy smile. Part of him is afraid that he’ll be shoved away for getting too cuddly, but...]
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I don't make a habit of it either, but with you I think it'd be impossible not to.
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[His brain is still a bit muddled from pleasure, so he doesn’t really give much thought to how his next question might go over with other-Chuuya.]
Have you been in a serious relationship before?
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[He figures it probably does, because what else would?]
She remarried after I died, so even if there wasn't that 'til death do us part' clause, you're fine.
[No accidental cheating here.]
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Married? Wow. Wasn’t expecting that.
[Not because poet-Chuuya isn’t marriage material, but because he seems pretty young, even for a dead guy.]
How old are you, anyway? 19? 20?
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[So maybe don't.]
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Yeah. You’re right. I’m 22 by the way, and never been married. Or in a serious relationship. Go figure.
[He might just be a tiny bit insecure about that fact.]
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...And my only serious dating relationship had my girlfriend leave me for my best friend, so honestly, you're not missing much.
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[Chuuya can’t even imagine being married to someone he didn’t even like, or hardly knew.
His expression softens as he listens to other-Chuuya's unfortunate love life.]
That’s shitty. [A pause.] For the record, I’d never do that.
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