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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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[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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Nothing new to tell you about. Yours is probably more exciting just because it's different from same-old-same-old.
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[Chuuya grabs a nearby bottle of shampoo and turns back to other-Chuuya with a smile.]
Get your hair wet and I’ll wash it for you.
[Maybe they should’ve done the traditional Japanese bath thing and showered before soaking in the tub, but being sore from great sex makes people lazy, so why not skip right to the best part?]
Besides, I couldn’t really have fun without you.
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You're going to make me blush if you say that kind of stuff.
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[Chuuya squirts a bit of shampoo into poet-Chuuya’s hair, lathering it up and massaging his scalp as an added bonus.
The lavender smell of the shampoo begs a question...]
Do you have a favorite flower?
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The question gets a chuckle and a not entirely serious answer first:]
Anything but peach blossoms.
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[He massages a bit more before gesturing for other-Chuuya to rinse so that he can add in the conditioner next.]
Do you have some kinda history with that guy?
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