call me out v. 13.0

[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!

Old CR, new CR, assumed CR, canonmates, AU, crossover, whatever, it's all good.

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[petplays]

[He leans forward to read carefully, then looks back up at Suga.]

You're a very good student.

[Genuine praise, said in the curt voice Crewel uses when he's truly impressed with someone. It's different from his disciplinary tone.]

I don't have very many good boys like you in there, so I'd like to keep you at the top. Perhaps private lessons are in order. Do you feel like you're falling behind?

[gemuinemanagement]

[Oh, this is bad. This is very, very bad. Crewel says 'good boy' and Suga's entire body feels like it's on fire. There's no way his teacher doesn't see how red he is.]

I'm sure you're very busy
I don't want to be a bother

[petplays]

[There's that reaction again. He's noticed it in class, but written it off as simply embarrassment, or the heat of the cauldrons. Could it... be...]

I'm never too busy to help one of my favorite pups succeed.

[A test. More praise. Could that really be it?]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Favorite. Please just kill him, it would be more merciful than this.]

Thank you sir

[petplays]

[Right.

How interesting.

Crewel gets up from his chair and walks idly around the desk.]

I think we've arrived at the problem.

[Leaning down by his ear.]

Could it be that you aren't accustomed to being told you're a good boy?

[gemuinemanagement]

[A shiver passes through Suga's entire body, and he slowly shakes his head. No, he's not used to that at all, and it does things to him.

It's good that Crewel is behind him, because there's no way he could look him in the eyes right now.]

[petplays]

[That reaction is...

He drops his voice slightly.]

Do you like it when I call you that?

[gemuinemanagement]

[A nod. Yes, he likes it very much.

His handwriting is shaky now.]

Sorry
I know it's inappropriate

[petplays]

[Oh, that's... adorable.]

Inappropriate?

[He laughs faintly, still leaning down. This is what he calls an opportunity. There's one in every year.]

I do like my pups eager.

[Caressing Suga's cheek with one hand as he leaves, he finally moves back behind his desk and takes a seat.]

I may have a solution for you. I'll have to praise you until you're used to it. Of course, you'll have to earn that.

[gemuinemanagement]

[Suga touches his cheek where Crewel touched him after he sits down. What is going on?]

I will
I'll do much better in class from now on

[petplays]

[A smile.]

And if I say we should keep it... outside of the classroom, what would you say to that?

[gemuinemanagement]

I don't think I know what you mean, sir

[petplays]

[Crewel relaxes back in his chair.]

You really are a good boy. You're not even thinking about what I'm suggesting.

[Beckoning him over, Crewel pulls a notepad out of his desk and a pen.]

Come.

[gemuinemanagement]

[No, he really has no idea, but his teacher has told him to do something and he'll do it. He gets out of his chair and comes around to Crewel's side.]

[petplays]

[This is an abuse of power, and Crewel knows it, but he doesn't seem to care. He gestures for Suga to come closer, and closer still, until he's within arms reach. Then Crewel moves his chair back and hooks a hand at Suga's hip, pulling him onto his lap facing the desk.

He'll wait for objections, eyes fixed on the notepad.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Suga is innocent, but not that innocent. His face flames up even more, and if he could squeak in surprise he certainly would have. Instead his mouth works silently for a few moments on the equivalent of 'aaaaaaaa'.

...But he doesn't complain. After a minute he hides his burning face in Crewel's shoulder.]

[petplays]

[Oh, that's... cute. And it's making Crewel entirely too excited. He noses subtly at Suga's temple before moving his attentions to his neck.

Idly, just a little experiment, he presses an open-mouthed kiss to the exposed skin above his collar.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Oh, oh. He hasn't been touched like that... ever, and for once he's grateful for this curse because he would definitely have made an embarrassing noise.

Is he supposed to kiss Crewel too? Is he allowed to touch him so familiarly? He tries to make his handwriting clear, difficult to do when he's shivering.]

Should I be doing something

[petplays]

[Eager, indeed.]

Something that will earn you praise, perhaps?

[There's only a touch of wickedness in Crewel's eyes as he looks at Suga.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[A nod. Yes, that's the kind of thing he meant, but...]

I've never done this before

[petplays]

[The nod is good. He just needs confirmation that continuing is fine.]

But you like me, don't you? You trust me? You find me attractive?

[gemuinemanagement]

[More nods. He likes Crewel, he trusts him, and he definitely finds him attractive.]

Please tell me what to do

[petplays]

[He takes the pen from Suga's hand and sets it down, then runs a hand across his body, pulling the uniform jacket open and sliding his hand against the vest inside.]

Good boy.

[And he kisses along Suga's neck and jaw until he gets near his lips.]

Kiss me.

[gemuinemanagement]

[Hopefully he doesn't need to 'say' anything. Being without his preferred means of communication makes him nervous, but he was already plenty nervous.

Crewel's hands and mouth are warm, and Suga is eager to repay him for the touches. He leans in to kiss him, shyly, chastely with closed lips.]

[petplays]

[It's cute, really, how sweet and well-behaved he is. Crewel is more than a little pleased with how things are going along, holding the chaste kiss for several moments while he works at the buttons on Suga's vest. He parts his lips to run his tongue over Suga's lips, light and cautious, inviting him to allow more.]