crowspace | call me out v. 14.0

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call me out v. 14.0

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!

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

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O-oh…

[ he moans softly, as the praise and the sensation of suga going deeper sends a spark down his spine. he knows that suga’s doing this to not hurt him, but it’s so hard to be patient—

he breathes in deeply, waiting with anticipation for suga’s next move. ]

[Yuuta's impatience is palpable, and Suga doesn't want to torment him, not really. He adds the tip of a second finger, spreading him further apart.]

Still good?

[ okay, he does need a few seconds, but he nods. ]

Still good. It’s you, after all.

Mmhm. Let me take care of you.

[The second finger presses in further, this time searching for that spot Yuuta enjoys the most. That's one good way to distract from discomfort, after all.]

[ yuuta laughs a little ]

I’m in your care—ah!

[ and from the loud moan and how he slightly arches his back, it seems that suga has found the spot. ]

Mmhm?

[Suga keeps rubbing that spot, even as he starts to add a third finger. It's to distract him from the discomfort, but it's also to make him moan like that again.]

[ if that’s what suga wants to hear, then he’s in luck. yuuta barely feels the third finger as he’s too focused on everything else, already half hard again, moans falling from his lips between words and with no real way of stopping them. ]

Ah— fuck— Koutarouu, please, pleaseplease please—!

[So cute. Suga has half a mind to make him come again like this, but - his own patience isn't superhuman.

Hurriedly, he shucks his pants and underwear off one-handed, not even remotely caring where they fall. He slicks up his cock with the remaining lube on his fingers, then lines himself up and pushes in.]

Ah... Yuuta...

[It's always so much, taking him like this. Suga usually is on the bottom, but whenever it's switched around he always enjoys it just as much as ever.]

[ god, finally. yuuta takes him with a breathless moan, happy to finally get what he wanted ages ago. green eyes stare at suga’s form— and he smiles shakily. ]

You’re…you’re—aah—beautiful.

[ instinctively, he tries to move his arms to hold suga, but at the rattle of the handcuffs, all he can do is moan helplessly. ]

[He's still embarrassed at the praise, and it shows on his red face as he starts to slowly roll his hips.]

Should I let you out now...? Or do you want to stay like that a little longer?

I’m…

[ …he thought he was going to be begging to be set free but… ]

I’m…I’m okay. [ he rolls his hips back, his breath hitching. ] You… you like seeing me like this, right? [ he smiles softly at him ] Just— just kiss me. Kiss me and move, please.

I love seeing you like this.

[He covers Yuuta's body with his own, kissing him deeply as he finally begins to thrust in earnest, hard and deep.]

[ the kiss does a good job of muffling yuuta’s noises just a little bit, at least, as he moans hotly into the kiss with each thrusts. he pushes his hips back down to meet suga’s pace, each thrust sending shocks down his spine. the feeling of being connected like this… it’s always overwhelming, no matter what position they’re in.

he wants to be close to suga. he needs to be close to suga. so yuuta hooks his legs behind his boyfriend’s lower back, just to keep him close. ]

[Suga's not much better, moans being swallowed up by the kiss as he keeps up that pace. His hands are free enough to tangle in Yuuta's hair, as he shifts his angle to try to find that spot again.]

Yuuta, Yuuta...!

[ yuuta kisses back messily, his moans barely coherent anymore as he tries to continue moving his hips back more erratically.

when suga finds that place, though, he moans loudly— desperate. ]

There there there—please Koutarou, Koutarou please please, I love you please—

[Perfect. Suga mouths the words against Yuuta's neck, aiming to reach that spot on near every thrust.]

I love you, I love you, Yuuta, close-

[ yuuta doesn’t even have the chance to say that he’s close before he’s tightening around suga and spilling white over himself, muffling his moans as he buries his face into the other’s hair. ]

Please— please— do it—

[That's more than enough to push Suga over the edge. He manages a few last erratic thrusts before spilling inside of Yuuta.

It takes him a minute to catch his breath before he picks the key off the nightstand and unlocks Yuuta's handcuffs.]

How are you feeling...?

[ yuuta’s arms fall limply to his sides as soon as they’re let go. he knows his wrists are going to be sore for a bit, but that’s fine.

yuuta himself looks exhausted, his body heavy… but there’s a small smile on his face as he tries to push himself up to be closer to suga. ]

I feel…I feel good. Happy. [ he lifts an arm up to reach and stroke suga’s cheek. ] You?

Me too. I'm glad you liked it.

[Suga kisses Yuuta's forehead.]

...I really want to cuddle, but we should probably clean up first.

[With effort, he gets to his feet, and then just scoops Yuuta up into his arms. Hello love, we're going on a magical journey to the bathroom.]

E-eh!?

[ oh my god he’s clinging to suga’s neck. this is… so embarrassing? ]

Koutarou!? I— are you sure I’m not too heavy???

You're not.

[The bathroom is like, right there, it's not like he's carrying you through the whole museum.

He'll deposit Yuuta gently on the edge of the tub so he can clean him up. And out.]

[ yuuta is still going to cling to him until he’s on the tub.

and even then, he’s basically pliant in suga’s hands. ]

I can… clean myself, I think… I don’t want to force you, dear.