Thread continuation for thetaintedsorrow.

[goatsongs]

[from here]

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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[buyingmittens]

We did it! Wait just ooone second, okay?

[When the authors disappear, it's in a flash of light, and it takes only a few seconds after that for Poe to dismiss his ability and return Chuuya to the library.

The book's looking a lot better in Poe's hands. While poet-Chuuya starts impressing on Poe how much he owes them, Niimi tugs on mafia-Chuuya's arm.]

I gotta ask you something important. [Whisper whisper.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Well, that could’ve been a lot worse, honestly. It was certainly an experience, but Chuuya would much rather be able to fight using his ability when there’s the risk of getting trampled by a huge ass Taint.

He lets poet-Chuuya do his thing as he turns his attention to Niimi.]

Yeah? What’s that?

[He whispers back.]

[buyingmittens]

When are you and Chuuya-san gonna get married?

[Niimi whispers this with everybody else still in the room.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[...oh.

OH.

Well, this is awkward. Chuuya loves poet-Chuuya more than anything in the world, but marriage? Never once has Chuuya considered himself the marrying type. Who needs an official document for their love?

...]

Did he mention getting married to you?

[buyingmittens]

[Niimi shakes his head. Nope, hasn't said anything.]

But you've been dating him forever...

[thetaintedsorrow]

[This kid...]

I promise I’ll think about it, Niimi-chan.

[goatsongs]

[Niimi is about to thank him, when:]

What are you two whispering about over here?

[Chuuya's done intimidating Poe, and now he's here to see what his boyfriend and friend are talking about.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

It’s a secret, obviously.

[He grins, patting Niimi on the head before sliding his arm around his boyfriend’s shoulders.]

Wanna go celebrate?

[goatsongs]

Of course. For a successful mission and our first mission together, that means a celebration.

[Sorry Niimi, it's Boyfriend Time.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

Hell yes. Wanna get plastered?

[As if he really needs to ask.]

Which bar are we going to?

[goatsongs]

[And so they fast forward to a random bar they've been to before, and Chuuya orders his usual sake.]

What do you think? A toast to our partnership?

[thetaintedsorrow]

Hell yeah.

[Chuuya toasts to that, whiskey sloshing in his glass.]

Maybe if you get me drunk I’ll tell you what Niimi asked me.

[goatsongs]

Like I wouldn't get my gorgeous boyfriend drunk anyway?

[Chuuya takes a long drink.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

Heh. You sure know how to sweet talk a guy.

[He reaches beneath the bar to slide his hand up poet-Chuuya’s thigh.]

I dunno if I can wait till we get home to jump you.

[goatsongs]

If you don't mind us getting kicked out of this bar...

[Chuuya scoots his stool up against mafia-Chuuya's, so he doesn't have to reach as far when he slides his thumb underneath mafia-Chuuya's shirt and rubs against his side.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

I think it’d be worth it. If we got caught, that is.

[He purrs as poet Chuuya touches him so gently.]

I always have wanted to do it somewhere we might get caught.

[goatsongs]

Lucky you that I always wanted to give you everything you ever wanted.

[Chuuya grins at the sounds he's drawing out of his boyfriend as he rubs sensitive spots on his stomach. He's trying not to be too obvious, but he's never been good at self-restraint.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[They both suck at self-restraint, honestly.

Chuuya gets a little payback by sliding his hand up to brush right over poet-Chuuya’s crotch.]

Yeah? You’re spoiling me, you know.

[goatsongs]

[Chuuya shudders, just a little. Maybe no one noticed.]

Good.

[Now Chuuya pulls his hand out from under mafia-Chuuya's shirt in order to stroke the inside of his thigh instead.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

Mmm...

[Anyone who looked too closely would definitely notice. Oh well.

Chuuya brushes his boyfriend’s leg with his own as he starts stroking him through his pants.]

[goatsongs]

[They won't look too closely if they know what's good for them.]

Ah...

[Chuuya counters by rubbing mafia-Chuuya through his pants and leaning in to very briefly nip his boyfriend's ear.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

Hahhh...

[Now he’s hard in the middle of the bar. This teasing is fun, but Chuuya is already getting impatient. He nips at poet-Chuuya’s ear before whispering into it, low and hot.]

Outside. In my car.

[goatsongs]

[Good plan. Chuuya throws enough money on the bar for both of their drinks and hurries out, hoping nobody pays too much attention to the bright red person whose pants are fitting kind of weirdly right now. Probably everyone is pretending not to notice.

He heads straight to his boyfriend's car. Which of course is locked, because mafia-Chuuya isn't stupid.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Good. Let them pretend. Chuuya couldn’t care less as he follows his boyfriend out to his car, grinning when he finds it locked. Of course he’ll unlock it for him, but still. His boyfriend is so cute.]

I could blow you in the back seat or ride you in the front. Which one would you like?

[Both sound good.]

[goatsongs]

[Both sound amazing, but it's been longer since his boyfriend has blown him, so Chuuya climbs into the back seat.]

I'll get you back after.

[Count on that.]