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call me out v. 11.0
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!
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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He can't stand it for more than a few seconds before he pulls away and pulls his fingers out of him.]
Sit back...
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Please...
[His voice is laced with desperation now, but he’ll wait for Chuuya to finally sink down on him for as long as it takes.]
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Fuck...
[Even having just the head inside him sets Chuuya's nerves on fire, but he keeps going, keeps taking more and more of Akutagawa inside him until he's all the way to the hilt.]
Oh god, oh god...
[He needs a moment.]
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It’s so incredibly hot and tight inside of Chuuya, and Akutagawa has to force his hips still so that he doesn’t accidentally hurt him by bucking up.]
God...
[How can someone so tiny take all of him like this?]
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Instead, he grinds against Akutagawa, groaning as Akutagawa's cock shifts and rubs inside him. The discomfort is still present, but starting to fade.]
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[Akutagawa is already overwhelmed with pleasure, but luckily he’d built up a bit of stamina from his earlier orgasm and doesn’t come straight away as Chuuya grinds against him. Shit...it feels so incredible...]
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Chuuya's adjusted enough that he can start to move in earnest: raising himself until only the head of Akutagawa's cock remains in him, then slowly sinking back down until he's all the way inside.]
Fuck, that's so good...
[Even this slow pace is almost too much.]
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[It’s incredibly difficult to compose himself when Chuuya starts riding him in earnest, and he grips those narrow hips with enough force to leave bruises, desperately trying to keep himself grounded . Never has he experienced such overwhelming pleasure, and it’s slowly taking him apart at the seams.]
You feel incredible...
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Good.
Chuuya increases his pace a little, rising and falling with some speed now.]
Akutagawa, Akutagawa-
[No one's filled him up this much and this well before. Of course he chants his name as he sinks onto Akutagawa's cock again and again.]
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[Oh god, it’s too good. Feeling Chuuya’s hot, tight insides sinking down onto his cock over and over again is utter bliss, and all he can do is lie back and hold on for dear life.
Well, that and wrap his hand around Chuuya’s cock to start jerking him off.]
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The answer: he can't. Only a few strokes in and Chuuya's crying out Akutagawa's name one last time, coming over his own stomach and Akutagawa's.
He doesn't stop moving. If anything, he moves faster and harder, prolonging his own climax as much as he can.]
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[Chuuya tightening down around him as he comes and crying out his name so sweetly is far too much for him to take, and he grips Chuuya’s hips hard as he comes, nails digging into pale flesh as he shudders and gasps in pleasure.
There’s so much come that it drips out around his cock and down Chuuya’s thighs, and Akutagawa doesn’t think he’s ever seen a sexier sight. He groans, collapsing back against the bed when he’s completely spent.]
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...Fuck.
[That about sums up his thoughts right now.]
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[...now what? He’s never had someone stay after sex...
He wraps a tendril Of Rashomon around Chuuya’s torso in a sort of hug.]
Are you staying?
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[And he figures Akutagawa isn't kicking him out based on how adorable Rashomon's being right now. So he curls up closer to Akutagawa's side.]
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[Akutagawa dares to reach out and slide his fingers through Chuuya’s hair.]
You’re one of the few to not flinch at Rashomon’s touch.
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Don't you use it for murder most of the time?
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[A fair enough assessment. Which is difficult to believe considering that Rashomon is being downright snuggly right now.]
...is this a one night stand?
[Blunt as ever.]
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[As blunt an answer.]
I don't do one night stands with people I already know and sort of get along with.
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[He blinks a few times.]
Are we dating, then?
[He doesn’t know how these things work.]
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[Chuuya's assumption was friends with benefits, but he's not against the dating idea...]
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[That’s a yes.]
Unless there’s someone else in your life.
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[As if he needs to ask.]
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[He curls into Chuuya and kisses his neck.]
Then we’re dating. You can stay here as long as you like.
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I don't have anywhere to be anytime soon.
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