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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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[...it's really tempting to rush through washing Atsushi's hair, but Shuji tries to take his time and get it nice and clean. If there's anything he can be relied on, it's taking care of his hair, even with his erection pressing against Atsushi's hip.]
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It’s nice...
[But now he’s blushing like mad because Shuji’s erection is pressing into him.]
We can get out of the shower soon...
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[Once Atsushi's hair is nice and clean, Shuji turns off the shower. They're going to make themselves a mess again anyway, no sense wasting water.]
Can you get yourself comfortable in the bedroom for me? I need a minute.
[To think unsexy thoughts so he doesn't go off the second he's inside of Atsushi.]
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I can do that.
[Atsushi towels off and wraps it around his waist before heading back to the bedroom, his heart fluttering wildly in his chest. He trusts Shuji to be gentle with him, but it’s still a bit intimidating to be facing down his first time. He sits on the edge of the bed, waiting for Shuji to come back.]
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After he's gotten his erection to go down some, he returns to his bedroom and fetches a tube of lube from under the bed before sitting next to Atsushi.]
...Hey.
[Smooth.]
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Atsushi gives Shuji a small smile when he returns.]
Are you nervous, Shuji-kun?
[How could Shuji be more nervous than him?]
I trust you.
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[Even if it's not his first time and he's not the one who's going to have something inside of him, he's still fretting. He drops the tube once before successfully spreading some of the lube over his fingers.]
I want your first time to be amazing.
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[Atsushi might be shy, but he slips the towel off his waist and lays back with a soft smile.]
Please, Shuji-kun...
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[Carefully, Shuji spreads the lube around Atsushi's hole before starting to push the tip of his finger inside. Slowly, because the absolute last thing he wants to do is hurt Atsushi with his own eagerness.]
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[Atsushi takes a deep breath and relaxes, spreading his legs just a bit to give Shuji more room. He’s touched himself like this before, but it’s so odd to have someone else touch him there; not in a bad way, though, and it really doesn’t hurt at all.]
I’m okay...you can keep going.
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[Shuji pushes his finger in deeper, still slow and careful. He's stretching Atsushi out so he doesn't hurt him later, so he can't rush this step - but he's also searching for a spot inside Atsushi that might bring him pleasure instead of just discomfort. It'll make the stretching process more enjoyable, to say the least.]
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Ahh!!!
[Oh no, that could be mistaken for a pained cry...]
T-that felt good...
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[He rubs that spot one more time, less to make certain of where it is and more to get Atsushi to writhe like that again.]
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[Atsushi is completely hard again and writhing against the sheets, and he must look so good spread out and moaning for Shuji like this.]
Please...!
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Hold on a little longer.
[He adds a second finger, slowly spreading Atsushi out further.]
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[It’s hard not to wriggle and squirm and beg for more, but he knows Shuji is just trying to prepare him so it won’t hurt, so he forces himself to relax a bit.
Until even that becomes almost unbearable, and he looks up at Shuji with pleading eyes.]
I’m ready...please...
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It takes a second to spread the lube over his own cock. Another second to line up with Atsushi's hole, and another to slowly slowly slowly push the head inside.]
Oh god...
[Even with all he's done to try to calm himself down, it's a miracle Shuji doesn't come then and there, with Atsushi's tight heat surrounding him.]
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He clings to Shuji’s shoulders, trying his best to take deep breaths and stay still. It’s not terrible or anything, he’s just trying to get used to it.]
S-Shuji-kun...
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[It's amazing that Shuji's able to hold still in Atsushi at all, especially with the way Atsushi moans and clings to him, but - he absolutely can't hurt Atsushi, even if he needs to draw on more self-control than he's had in his life.]
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[Shuji simply sitting inside of him is nice, but he soon grows impatient, craving more more more.]
Please...I want more...
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[It's so hard to try to be patient when Shuji hears that, and he doesn't quite succeed - he pushes in the rest of the way a little quicker than he meant to.]
I want it to be good, I want to treat you right, but - you feel amazing, I don't know if I can last-
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[Atsushi pants, his cock flushed and hard against his belly. Honestly he probably won’t last long either, so what does it matter if Shuji comes early? In Atsushi’s mind that means that he made Shuji feel amazing, and that’s definitely something he wants to do.]
Please, keep going...it’s okay if you don’t last...
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He pulls back until just the head of his cock is inside, then thrusts forward again.]
Atsushi-!
[He can barely even think. All he has the presence of mind to do is start a rhythm of slow, deep thrusts and try to rub against that spot that Atsushi so loved earlier.]
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[Atsushi absolutely can’t help how loud he is right now; every slow, deep thrust hits that sweet spot inside of him that gets him moaning and arching his back off the bed so beautifully, and he’s already absolutely dripping with arousal.]
I’m...I’m close!!
[He feels bad for not lasting, but...!]
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He could never be mad about Atsushi not lasting long.]
Atsushi...
[He wraps his hand around Atsushi's cock, trying to stroke him in the same rhythm as hie own thrusts.]
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