crowspace | call me out v. 11.0

[ either way, he's happy to oblige. his clothes are intricate and there's quite a lot of layers so he does his best to keep it interesting as he strips out of them, discarding them on the floor. the armor underneath his clothing is the last to go - armor that protects his neck and arm, which seems especially fitting now given what they're getting into.

eventually, he's completely naked in front of chuuya. he stands there for a moment, so chuuya can admire him if he'd like (yes, hello, this is one of the five great swords of japan you're looking at), and then he moves closer to help chuuya out of his pants so they can be on equal ground here. ]

Better?

[Hot damn. Chuuya's not going to be shy about admiring Mikazuki, 'sword' included. Mikazuki's inviting it anyway, of course he's going to check him out.

He shoves his underwear off along with his pants. He's only semi-hard, but there definitely is some interest being taken there.]

Much better. They aren't kidding when they call you a heavenly sword.

[ but has he taken his hat off, important questions.

in any case, mikazuki clearly preens a little under the attention he's getting. he's no stranger to compliments, but he lowkey enjoys them even if he tries to play it cool usually. ]

Thank you. You're very beautiful, too.

[ since chuuya's on the bed anyway, and he looks so inviting, mikazuki slides into his lap. he's quite a bit taller than chuuya, but they'll make it work. it'll be okay. ]

[Yes, he's taken his hat off, if only so it won't get ruined.

Mikazuki is quite a bit taller than Chuuya, and as nice as having Mikazuki on his lap is for his arousal (on top of all the compliments)...]

I don't think I can even reach your throat like this.

[Okay, he probably could, but it'd be uncomfortable.]

Hm, I suppose you're right. I only thought...

[ he leans down to kiss him on the lips. his thought was to get him a little more into it before they started in with the heavier stuff, especially since chuuya was awkward just about whether or not they should start stripping. a little more foreplay before they get to choking. ]

[Good plan there. You can't just start choking people out of nowhere.

At least Chuuya returns the kiss readily, no awkwardness there once Mikazuki initiates. Mikazuki's lips taste a little like tea, to nobody's surprise. Chuuya supposes he must taste like sake. Hopefully that's a taste Mikazuki likes.

Chuuya settles his hands on Mikazuki's hips, for the moment. His skin is soft considering he's, you know, a sword.]

[ mikazuki doesn't drink sake often, but the taste is nice from chuuya's lips. he hums quietly once he feels chuuya's hands on him - that's much better. he's glad to that see his plan is working out.

after a moment, he swipes his tongue along chuuya's lips like asking permission to enter - but he doesn't wait, he takes the opportunity right after to slide his tongue into his mouth and get a better taste. ]

[Permission would be granted anyway, it's fine. Chuuya hardly drinks anything but booze, but he doesn't mind the taste of tea on Mikazuki's tongue.

His hands start wandering up Mikazuki's stomach and chest, rubbing over the skin and seeking out sensitive spots. It's really unfair that Mikazuki's been so collected this entire time, when Chuuya hasn't, so Chuuya had better get to work on making him lose his cool.]

[ the truth is, he's a little ticklish on his stomach and it causes him to squirm in chuuya's lap - which is probably not a bad thing, all things considered. the sensitivity chuuya is presumably looking for, however, is found when his fingers pass over one of mikazuki's nipples, and he gasps quickly, pulling away from the kiss for just a moment. ]

A-ah, is that what you were looking for?

[Mikazuki shifting around in his lap does wonders for getting him the rest of the way hard, but...

Chuuya smirks when he hears that gasp. Why yes, that was what he was looking for.

He attacks Mikazuki's nipples mercilessly, rubbing them under his fingers and gently tweaking them. Let it not be said he's too honorable to go after somebody's weak point.]

[ he reaches out, grabbing onto his forearm and holding tightly, but he doesn't try to pull him off or anything. ]

Ha -- you're starting off strong.

[ his words are a little breathless as he starts to lose his composure. merciless indeed. ]

Hope you didn't expect me to go easy on you.

[While he's still teasing Mikazuki's chest, he sucks on the side of Mikazuki's neck, leaving kisses and occasionally nibbles there. He wears a high collar, it's fine if some of the marks don't fade right away.]

Nn, I would not.

[ mikazuki bares his neck for him his neck is always covered, it hardly matters if he leaves a mark or not. truthfully, he'd find it nice to be marked by chuuya - and that means, later, his fingers will press into those marks as a pleasant reminder. ]

I should counter...

[ on the other hand, he's really enjoying the treatment he's getting so...letting chuuya take care of him a little longer shouldn't be so bad. ]

You know you can't win if you're always on the defensive.

[Look, if you can't make combat metaphors in bed when you're having sex with a sword, when can you?

Chuuya bites a little harder into Mikazuki's shoulder, then licks the mark to soothe it.]

So I've --

[ but he's interupted by that bite and he gasps, stilling in his movements until chuuya licks him. his mouth his warm and nice, his toungue soothes what minor damage has been done. mikazuki laughs breathlessly. ]

I shall take this seriously.

[ sitting in chuuya's lap like this, it should be easy to push him back into the bed, so that's exactly what he tries to do. ]

[Mikazuki has weight and gravity on his side, so down Chuuya goes. He's startled for only a moment before he grins up at Mikazuki, glancing to the bite mark before meeting Mikazuki's gaze again.]

Time to see what you're like on the offensive.

[Impress him.]

[ mikazuki crashes into him like a wave, pressing a rough kiss to his lips. gone is the caution from before, the questioning - now he shoves his tongue into chuuya's mouth like he means to pull reactions from his lips, not like he means to follow in his movements.

he runs his hand down chuuya's chest, then his stomach, down lower until he's hovering just above his cock, fingers barely ghosting along his skin. but he doesn't touch him, not yet. ]

[Chuuya can't say he's disappointed, not at all. A whimper escapes his lips as Mikazuki trails his hand down his chest, and is swallowed up by Mikazuki's mouth.

His body arches into Mikazuki's touch. Don't tease him long or he might take the offensive again.]

[ that's what he wants - he maybe can't hear it, but he can feel it so that's good enough. he gives him what he wants, taking hold of him and stroking gently. ]

Fuck-

[Chuuya can't coordinate the incredibly complex task of kissing while Mikazuki's stroking him, or at the very least he needs to take a breath. He buries his face against Mikazuki's shoulder, wondering if it's Mikazuki's skin that's strangely cool or it's just his face burning up (it's his face).

After a second, he wraps his hand around Mikazuki's cock, stroking to almost the same rhythm.]

[ it's a mixture of both - mikazuki's always too cold and the warmth from chuuya's face is more than welcome. he hums quietly, almost a gentle laugh that he's managed to get chuuya so riled up when they were allegedly going to go about chuuya choking him, but then chuuya counters by grabbing him in turn and the laugh turns into a quiet, happy sigh.

it's a good kind of attention and he wants to just let himself feel it, but he's determined now to do just as well, so he focuses on not giving in, focuses on making sure he keeps touching chuuya in a way that he'll like. ]

[It's hard to remember what he was supposed to do for bingo cards when he's in the middle of matters. Mikazuki has a way of being very distracting.

After a minute, though, the thought comes back to him, and he reluctantly stops stroking Mikazuki, because-.]

I can't give you a handjob and choke you at the same time.

[No more than he can rub his stomach and pat his head at the same time.]

[ oh. right. mikazuki definitely looks a little disappointed, but he nods after a moment of catching his breath. at least one of them has their eye on the prize. ]

Do you want me to touch you, still?

[ those are big words from someone who is going to get choked, but he's trying to give back. ]

Hm, or maybe it would be easier if you were to fuck me.

[ after all, he assumes there's got to be some kind of sexual pleasure to this whole arrangement for it to work for bingo. ]

I'll fuck you, so you don't have to put in too much work.

[Mikazuki is a person who likes to relax and be taken care of, and while choking someone isn't really the same as taking care of them, it's probably easier not to expect too much from him.]

...Lube, where's the lube at?

[He may be about to choke Mikazuki but he doesn't want to hurt him, gosh.]

[ he laughs - what chuuya says might be insulting in another circumstance but he's not wrong. he knows what mikazuki likes and he appreciate that he cares about that. reluctantly he gets off of him to go fetch a bottle out of a drawer. (see he puts in some effort!) mikazuki hands it to chuuya and then gets back into bed, next to him this time. he figures chuuya needs to be on top for this one. ]

I put myself at your mercy.

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