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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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Hell yes.]
Sure thing~
[And of course he arrives at the library ASAP, already terribly missing other-Chuuya from their short time apart.]
I’m here. You in your room?
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[He'd been keeping it locked until then, since...
Well.
When other-Chuuya does enter Chuuya's room, he'll find Chuuya not in his usual ensemble, but instead in a black and red lace apron complete with thigh-highs and garters, plus a pair of panties visible through the apron.
They'd be more visible from the other side.
Chuuya grins, his cheeks already tinged with pink.]
Welcome back.
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Holy shit...
[His boyfriend looks absolutely breathtaking right now, and being a connoisseur of lingerie himself, he can say with absolute confidence that other-Chuuya has exquisite taste.]
You look amazing...
[He peels off his gloves and tosses them aside before crossing the room to grab tiny-Chuuya by the hips and kiss him deeply. He pulls back slightly and smiles against those lips, his blood already pumping with arousal.]
And fucking hot.
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I had all week to pick it out. You like it?
[He damn well knows he likes it.]
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[Chuuya slowly circles around behind poet-Chuuya to get a good look at that sweet ass in those scandalous panties, his hands sliding down to squeeze and knead both of those soft, supple cheeks.]
Did you touch yourself at all while I was gone?
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Every night - nn, wished it was you...
[There's one other thing mafia-Chuuya might notice if he keeps playing with Chuuya's ass - namely, that he's already stretched himself and gotten himself nice and slick for his boyfriend.]
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[A soft chuckle as he spreads poet-Chuuya’s ass cheeks open and slides a finger beneath the thin strip of fabric making up the back of the panties.]
Me too...
[He groans when he feels the slickness around other-Chuuya’s hole. He’d already prepared himself...
That’s so fucking hot...
Chuuya leans over his boyfriend, nipping at his shoulder before whispering hotly into his ear:]
What position should I take you in?
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However you want me. I don't care, I just want you.
[The position stopped being all that important a long time ago.]
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[Chuuya gently guides poet-Chuuya over to the bed and proceeds to bend him over, and holy shit he looks so hot like this...]
All of this is staying on, by the way.
[Chuuya is far too impatient to undress himself either, and he ends up simply unbuttoning and unzipping his pants to free his fully hard cock and give himself a few teasing strokes.]
I’ve wanted you so much...
[Chuuya finally pulls the panties to the side and lines himself up with other-Chuuya’s hole before slowly pushing the tip inside.]
Fuck...
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Don't hold back...
[He's already hard enough that his cock nearly brushes against his stomach. He's waited long enough for this.]
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God, remind me to show you my lingerie collection later...
[With that he snaps his hips forward and thrusts back inside, wasting no time in setting a steady rhythm.]
Lemme hear you loud and clear~
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Let me wear - nngh, that whole collection - just for you-
[He's pretty sure he's already torn a hole in his own sheets. He also doesn't give a damn.]
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Because with the way other-Chuuya is crying his name over and over and pushing back against him like that, Chuuya would be hard pressed to last long at all otherwise.]
Hnnnn...fuck...
[Chuuya sinks his teeth into other-Chuuya’s shoulders as he pounds into him from behind, his nails digging into those narrow hips as he slowly loses himself to pleasure.]
I wanna come inside you and have it drip all over those panties...
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Do it, make me a mess- oh god-
[He doesn't care if he can never wear these panties again. They did their job.]
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But for now the only thing that matters is how hot and tight other-Chuuya is around his cock, and hearing him ask to be made a mess is all it takes to push Chuuya right over the edge. He quickly reaches beneath other-Chuuya to wrap a hand around his cock and begin jerking him off in time with his thrusts.]
Chuuya...!
[Chuuya’s hips give a jerk as he buries himself to the hilt inside of his boyfriend and comes, muffling his cry with a bite to the back of poet-Chuuya’s neck like some kind of animal claiming a mate. He pumps him full of thick, hot spurts of come, panting against poet-Chuuya’s skin when he’s finally spent.]
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After a few seconds he basically collapses on his bed, because that was amazing but also holy shit is he exhausted now.]
Welcome home. I missed you.
[It's more sincere than Chuuya usually manages to be, but right now he couldn't be anything besides a hundred percent sincere.]
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Thanks. I missed you too. This was one hell of a welcome home gift.
[He tucks himself back into his pants before kneeling behind other Chuuya and spreading him wide open to get a nice, long look at his come slowly leaking out of his stretched-out hole. Even better are the now ruined panties coated with come...]
God you’re so fucking hot...
[Chuuya isn’t quite done yet it seems, and he leans in to slide his tongue over his boyfriend’s hole before pushing it inside to lap up his own come. It’s filthy, but also a fun way to clean up his boyfriend...]
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I can't go again yet-
[He's not as young as he used to be!!]
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Finally he gets to his feet and wraps his arms around Chuuya from behind, grinning from ear to ear.]
We should take a bath together since you’re still all sticky up front~
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You might have to carry me, I don't think I can walk after that.
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[Except he’s not sure if he’s ever actually seen a bath around here...but there has to be one if the authors live here, right?
He scoops poet-Chuuya up in his arms, his strength having been honed by years in the Mafia. Plus his boyfriend hardly weighs anything.]
Where is it?
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Down the hall and to the left... can you throw your coat over me or something first?
[They aren't the only ones in this library. There's kids in this library.]
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[Chuuya does just that, covering his boyfriend with his coat and making sure nothing scandalous is showing before heading out the door and down the hall. Luckily they don’t run into anyone else on the way there, and Chuuya is able to deliver poet-Chuuya to the bath without any questions.
He sets him down on the edge of the tub before stripping down himself and running a bath for the two of them. Steam quickly fills the air, adding a warm, cozy atmosphere for them to enjoy.]
Need me to strip you too?
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[Even if Chuuya's exhausted, he's not too tired to tease.
His smile quickly softens to something a little less flirtatious, and a little more fond.]
Tell me about your trip? Whatever parts you can talk about, I mean.
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[He adds a playful little wink; he can be a tease too.
Chuuya helps himself to the bath, sinking down into the warm water with a contented sigh. He actually took his choker off for this too, which he only ever does to bathe.]
Nothing too exciting. A bunch of business deals, really. I was more of a bodyguard than anything this time.
[He hums, sinking just a bit further beneath the water.]
Anything exciting on your end? Besides diving into books, I mean.
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