call me out v. 11.0

[misheard]

Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!

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[goatsongs]

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.]

[welostjiji]

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. ]

[goatsongs]

[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.]

[welostjiji]

[ 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. ]

[goatsongs]

[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.]

[welostjiji]

[ 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. ]

[goatsongs]

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.]

[welostjiji]

[ 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. ]

[goatsongs]

[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.]

[welostjiji]

[ 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. ]

[goatsongs]

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.]

[welostjiji]

[ 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.

[goatsongs]

[It isn't insulting if it's true, unless Chuuya means for it to be insulting, which at the moment he doesn't.

Chuuya slicks his fingers up carefully. Sword resilience or not, he's still going to go slow when he presses the first finger inside of him.]

Let me know if anything's painful.

[welostjiji]

I doubt you can hurt me.

[ this may be a different setting than fighting, but surely the principle is the same, right? and so far so good, apparently, since he's still bragging. ]

[goatsongs]

If you're stabbed here much, swordfighting is a lot more interesting than I gave it credit for.

[But since Mikazuki's still bragging, Chuuya will take that as the go ahead to slide deeper inside him.]

[welostjiji]

[ mikazuki starts to laugh, but it's cut off as chuuya moves deeper. he gasps, his bodily pulling away for a second in reaction from the surprise before he moves back against him. ]

M-maybe not that interesting.

[goatsongs]

[Chuuya twists his fingers, searching for a spot that could make Mikazuki let out an even better noise than that. He knows absolutely nothing about sword anatomy, but it's reasonable to think they're accurate to human bodies in all important ways.]

Good. I'd like to reserve this spot for sex.