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]

[Answer: with effort. Akutagawa's cock feels like it's splitting him apart, and Chuuya can't yet start riding him in earnest.

Instead, he grinds against Akutagawa, groaning as Akutagawa's cock shifts and rubs inside him. The discomfort is still present, but starting to fade.]

[mafiadog]

Oh...oh god...

[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...]

[goatsongs]

[Another good reason to blow an inexperienced lover before you have them fuck you.

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.]

[mafiadog]

Hnnn...oh god...!

[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...

[goatsongs]

[There will be bruises on Chuuya's hips in the shape of Akutagawa's fingers, he knows. Anyone who saw them could tell what he'd been doing.

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.]

[mafiadog]

Chuuya-san...!!

[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.]

[goatsongs]

[If it's already overwhelming just being filled up this way, how can Chuuya last with Akutagawa stroking him?

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.]

[mafiadog]

Nnnnnnnghh!!!

[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.]

[goatsongs]

[There's so much come and not enough room for it to go anywhere, and Chuuya can feel it dripping out of him even before he lifts off of Akutagawa's cock to collapse next to him.]

...Fuck.

[That about sums up his thoughts right now.]

[mafiadog]

Indeed.

[...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?

[goatsongs]

If you aren't kicking me out, then I'm staying.

[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.]

[mafiadog]

I’m not.

[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.

[goatsongs]

[Chuuya's hair is soft, and he hums contentedly when Akutagawa plays with it.]

Don't you use it for murder most of the time?

[mafiadog]

...yes.

[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.]

[goatsongs]

No.

[As blunt an answer.]

I don't do one night stands with people I already know and sort of get along with.

[mafiadog]

Oh.

[He blinks a few times.]

Are we dating, then?

[He doesn’t know how these things work.]

[goatsongs]

Do you want to be dating?

[Chuuya's assumption was friends with benefits, but he's not against the dating idea...]

[mafiadog]

...I enjoy your company.

[That’s a yes.]

Unless there’s someone else in your life.

[goatsongs]

No, nobody. You?

[As if he needs to ask.]

[mafiadog]

No one.

[He curls into Chuuya and kisses his neck.]

Then we’re dating. You can stay here as long as you like.

[goatsongs]

[Chuuya practically melts into Akutagawa's embrace.]

I don't have anywhere to be anytime soon.

[mafiadog]

Good.

[Akutagawa will actually sleep rather well tonight, and in the morning Chuuya will find himself wrapped in Akutagawa’s arms. He’s stuck on pretty good, and jolting him awake sounds like a terrible idea...]

[goatsongs]

[A terrible idea that Chuuya doesn't even consider. It's been a long time since Chuuya's been able to enjoy cuddling like this, and he has no intention of breaking Akutagawa's embrace before he has to.

When Akutagawa does wake up, he'll find that Chuuya is awake and watching him with a fond smile.]

[mafiadog]

[This is perhaps the first time he’s woken up next to someone, and it takes him a moment to remember everything that transpired the night before.]

...good morning.

[He reaches out to touch Chuuya’s cheek ever so gently.]

[goatsongs]

Morning.

[Akutagawa has a surprisingly gentle touch, considering what he does for a living.]

Want breakfast? It's not going to be anything special if I make it, I'm warning you now.