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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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Obediently, he wraps his lips around the head of Chuuya's cock, making sure to keep his teeth from scraping sensitive skin as he starts to suck.]
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[What a sight Shuji is on his knees like this. Chuuya guides Shuji further down onto his cock, wanting to feel that wet heat surrounding him. He presses down harder on Shuji’s cock to give him an incentive to keep going.]
Keep going. I’ll tell you when to stop.
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If he isn't stopped first, he'll swallow him right up to the base, letting his cock pass into his throat.]
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[Chuuya moans, loud and lewd, as Shuji swallows his cock to the hilt. Goddamn, this guy is fucking amazing at giving head, almost right up there with Chuuya himself. His grip tightens in Shuji’s hair to keep him still as he pulls his cock out and thrusts it in again, balls deep.]
You like being used like this? I bet you do. Look at you, swallowing my cock like you were made for it.
[Chuuya is really getting into this.]
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It's hard not to grind against Chuuya's foot for some release when every word of praise (it's praise to Shuji's ears) just turns him on more and more. He drops one of his hands into his lap, intending to stroke his cock while Chuuya fucks his mouth.]
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Who said you could touch yourself, huh?
[Chuuya’s grip in Shuji’s hair tightens as he fucks his mouth faster now, as a sort of punishment for assuming that Chuuya would allow him to get off just yet.]
If you wanna come then grind on my foot.
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Chuuya telling him to degrade himself like that just spikes his arousal more, and so he only hesitates for a second before starting to grind against Chuuya's foot. He's desperate and he knows it.]
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[Chuuya is so close, and when he looks down at Shuji drooling around his dick he can’t help but want to add to the mess. He presses down on Shuji’s cock with his foot, urging him to hump it like a dog.]
Mouth or face. Which one?
[Shuji’s answer will be determined by whether he tries to pull back or not.]
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Fuck...!
[It takes some effort to stay standing, but he does, emptying himself into Shuji’s mouth completely and pressing down on his cock especially hard.]
Come for me.
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He comes on Chuuya's foot, his moans muffled by still having Chuuya's cock in his mouth.]
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[Chuuya finally tugs on Shuji’s hair to pull him off his cock, smirking when he sees the mess he’s made on his foot. Shuji looks absolutely wrecked right now, and Chuuya would love the chance to see him on his knees again after this.
He lifts his foot up, looking down at Shuji expectantly.]
You made a mess. Gonna clean it up?
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He isn't normally like this, he swears. It's just Chuuya that brings it out in him. Probably.]
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Chuuya isn’t actually an asshole, though, and he goes to grab a wet washcloth for Shuji to clean up with until he can drag himself into the shower.]
Feel free to crash here. Try to kill me in my sleep and you’ll regret it.
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Is that something you usually have to be concerned about?
[What the actual fuck.]
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[It’s just the Mafia. No biggie.
Chuuya yawns. He’s pretty beat. Maybe he’ll shower in the morning.]
Hope you don’t mind sharing a bed.
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[Maybe a little more than he did before Chuuya said that, but still not too much.
Once Shuji's done cleaning himself up, he climbs into bed. He's ready to drift off any minute now.]
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When the morning comes he’s showered and dressed at a decent hour, and of course he has to poke and prod Shuji a bit.]
Oi. Wake up.
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[Shuji is definitely not an early riser. He doesn't even open his eyes.]
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[Shuji just got kicked out of bed. Rude.]
Get up. I’m gonna get charged extra if we go over checkout time.
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Okay okay, I'm getting up! Give me just five minutes!
[Since he only has the clothes he wore the day before and the hotel doesn't have his plethora of hair products, his morning routine is much abbreviated. He still has to do that side braid before he emerges from the bathroom, though.]
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[Shuji looks hot regardless, and for some odd reason Chuuya isn’t gone just yet. He should really get back to work, but here he is, lingering in a hotel room with a stranger.
He smirks when he sees Shuji emerge from the bathroom.]
You wanna do this again sometime?
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[...Wow, it's embarrassing how quickly he agrees to get stepped on again. He fishes his phone out of his pocket and holds it out.]
You can put your number in my phone - um, there's a Chuuya there already, just put something after your name so I don't mix you two up.
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Sure thing.
[He could dismiss the Chuuya thing as pure coincidence until he saw the last name listed on the contact page...]
The hell? Why is my full name in here?
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Nakahara Chuuya is his name.
[If Chuuya looks, there's a lot of names he might recognize, both from the mafia and the detective agency... not to mention 'Akutagawa-sensei ♥ ♥ ♥' with the heart symbols included.
One notable absence is any form of 'Dazai'.]
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