crowspace | call me out v. 12.0

That's... [He has to shudder, the sting of Shuji's mouth mixing in deliciously with pleasure.] That's absolutely fine.

[Mark me. I am yours.]

Shuji, please... [He lets out a low moan - his hands slide over the other's chest, grasping the fabric of his shirt.]

Keep going.

[Howard could ask him to do anything, and if he moaned like that Shuji would move heaven and earth to make it happen.

He yanks his own shirt over his head - no sexy teasing, he's not capable of that kind of patience right now.]

You can do it too - if, if you want to.

[He knows he wants Howard to.]

[The sight of Shuji's bare chest, so pristine and smooth, is enough to send another sudden jolt of heat down into his abdomen. He swallows, before he leans forward to press his thin lips against the other's collarbone.]

[A couple more kisses, like he's trying it out, before he moves to an area of skin above the bone to bite down gently - with a low noise, he sucks down to produce a lovely shade of red.]

[All the scars and scratches Shuji once had have long been healed by ink, so the mark Howard leaves is the only one on him. Perfect.

Shuji moans, burying his hands in Howard's hair before he even thinks about the motion.]

God... do that again? Please?

[He doesn't think he'll have to try very hard to convince Howard to bite him again.]

...Of course.

[He doesn't want to see Shuji hurt, by any means, but leaving behind these lover's bites is perfectly satisfactory in Howard's mind. It's the way to show, physically, how much he loves the other man. He mumbles at the hands in his hair, the heat in his cheeks moving into his ears.]

[He moves up and bites down again, fingernails digging into the sides of Shuji's arms.]

[The groan when Howard bites him again is loud and unmistakably from pleasure as much as pain, if not more so.

Today Shuji learns that he's a tiny bit of a masochist.]

Feels too good...

[He pets Howard's hair, an automatic motion while his brain is focused only on Howard's mouth, his teeth, his tongue.]

I-I'm glad.

[Glad that Shuji feels this good, glad that he's the one who makes him feel this good. He inhales a quick breath, licking over the bite as he runs the edge of his teeth up his neck.]

Touch me more... [A sigh.] Please.

[Shuji doesn't answer verbally. Instead he takes Howard by the shoulders and gently pushes him back, until Howard is lying on the couch and Shuji is hovering over him.

This is definitely too much too soon, but Shuji doesn't care. Not when Howard asked him for more, please.

He pushes the bottom hem of Howard's shirt up so he can lay more kisses on Howard's stomach and chest, even grazing his tongue over a nipple.]

[Oh.]

[This is definitely going places. Places that Howard is liking more than he thinks he should. As Shuji places his lips against his thin stomach, he bites down on his lower lip. More. More.]

[When the other's tongue brushes against his nipple, he lets out a low, plaintive whine, his cheeks instantly heating up in visible shame.]

[It's going excellent places. Places that make Howard whine like that and make Shuji want to explore those places even more.

He kisses one nipple, then the other, alternates between sucking on them and soothing them with his tongue. His expression, should Howard catch a glimpse of it, is nothing less than enraptured.

As he does, he brings one of his knees forward to lightly rub between Howard's legs. He knows how he's feeling - more than a little excited - but he needs to know if Howard feels the same.]

Mmhm.

[He manages to muffle the sound by biting down on his lip harder. This almost isn't fair. Shuji is giving him so much attention, with his mouth, with that knee between his legs - he feels his cock twitch upwards in his pants at the friction, and he glances away in embarrassment.]

Shuji...you know exactly what you're doing...

[Not that that's a bad thing. With a whimper, he snakes one of his legs to Shuji's back, tugging him closer.]

Yeah. [It's soft agreement, not really meaning anything as Howard pulls him closer, pulls his body flush on top of his. He reorients himself, pulling himself upward so that he can mouth at Howard's neck and rub his hips against Howard's.

It's obvious that Howard's not the only one getting excited.]

But if you have any - haaah, other suggestions, I'll listen...

[He's not so distracted by the heat that grinding against Howard's groin gives him that he can't listen to Howard, even though it is very distracting.]

I want...

[This is shameful. There's the rush of thoughts in the back of his head, saying no, this is too early, he almost died, you shouldn't be enjoying something like this, but it's becoming so easy to ignore with the way Shuji's body moves against his. He groans, his pants feeling already painfully tight the more the other's hips move against him.]

I want you. God. Please. [He looks up at Shuji with wide, imploring eyes - one of his hands tangles in Shuji's hair.] Just...take me.

[Maybe it's partly because Shuji almost died that he's throwing himself into this, but mostly it's because Howard is beautiful and Shuji loves him, loves making him moan and shudder like this.

His eyes widen when he hears Howard's request, and he presses his hips hard against him before he has to speak-]

Can we take this to the bedroom?

[Moving is an unpleasant thought, but it'll be more comfortable on a bed, and... also Shuji doesn't have any lube in the living room, so. That's an important thing to have.]

Yes.

[He breathes it like a starving man who has just been told about a buffet. His body is heated, perspiration starting to form on his forehead. He needs this more than anything else at the moment, leaving behind all his common sense.]

[He meets Shuji's lips with his own in a hungry kiss.]

Let's go. I...want nothing more.

[It's difficult to stop kissing Howard, but for Howard he can manage to pull away and rise on shaky legs. He grabs Howard's hand to help him up and to make it easy to lead him to his bedroom (all of five feet away).

His bedroom is pretty plain, all told - there's a lot of books, and more importantly there's a very comfortable bed. Shuji lets go of Howard's hand to open a nightstand drawer and pull out a bottle of lube, then settles on the bed.]

[He instantly misses the feeling of Shuji's mouth, though as the other moves away he is all the more painfully aware of his own arousal. He trembles as he moves to follow his boyfriend into the bedroom, squeezing his hand as he watches him move away to get the lube.]

[He feels his heart is stuck in his throat. A hand moves down to sort of shield his groin, even though he knows he really shouldn't be this self-conscious about it.]

[Howard lets out a huff.]

H-how would you like me?

[It's not as though he doesn't know the state of Howard's arousal even with him trying to hide it.]

Lay on your back? And take your pants off for me.

[For reasons that are probably obvious.]

Okay.

[He toddles to the bed with vivid meekness, before he moves to unzip his pants and slide them off - he can't help but let out a relieved sigh as the tension against his cock is released. He's definitely half-hard, and he rests his fingers near himself as he glances up at Shuji.]

Underwear, too?

Underwear too.

[Shuji slicks up his fingers until they're good and wet.]

I'll make it easy for you, I promise.

[...he doesn't just mean taking a long time to prepare him, although he is going to be diligent about that.]

[He swallows. They're moving so fast - earlier today, he never would've guessed that he'd be getting in bed with his crush. Now his crush is his boyfriend and he's about to expose himself entirely.]

[He's insane, really. But then again, he looks at Shuji, sees that bright, expectant look, and is reminded why he's even doing this in the first place.]

[God, he's so in love with Shuji.]

[With a bashful look, he discards his underwear. Even with pink tinging his cheeks, the look he gives Shuji is one of want and desire.]

...Do I...need to do anything else?

No, nothing. Just let me take care of you.

[God, Howard's so cute, so beautiful. How can anyone look at Howard and not want to make him feel amazing?

Shuji settles in between Howard's legs. Rather than immediately go to stretch Howard out, he leans in and places a kiss on the tip of Howard's cock. It's followed by long licks down the length and swirled around the head.

Shuji will definitely make it easy for him.]

[That is not what he was expecting.]

[Not to say it's bad, though. It's quite the opposite. Howard's breath stutters in his chest when he feels Shuji placing his lips against him, his legs twitching.]

Shuji... [Howard groans, one of his hands moving to cup Shuji's ear in a affectionate gesture.] I...I-I like that...

[Excellent. Not that Shuji thought Howard wouldn't like that, but it's always nice to be reminded. Howard can feel him smile.

Without further hesitation, Shuji wraps his lips around the head of Howard's cock and starts to suck. That's followed by him rubbing a lube-slick finger around Howard's hole before slowly pressing the tip inside. Even if he's distracting Howard from any discomfort right now, that's no excuse for not being careful.]

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