call me out v. 14.0

[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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[duranduel]

I mean...I mean, if it's just teaching...

[How did they get from kissing to this? Ah, stupid. Stupid, stupid, even behind the nervousness he can't help it. Suga is warm, and cute, and there's a reckless part of him that he's trying to pretend isn't happy with the way this is going.]

But your first time, that should be special, y'know? Like with...a human or somethin'...I'm just a Servant...

[gemuinemanagement]

You're special. You're the first person who's been nice to me in a long time. I want it to be you.

[For teaching? Yeah, sure, something like that.]

[duranduel]

More people need to be nice to ya...

[Like. Just stating facts, here.]

But...wow. Okay. [He feels like he's going to vibrate out of his own skin.] Do you...want to take this to your bed, then? Um...if. That's fine.

[gemuinemanagement]

[They're doing this. They're really doing this.

Suga takes Mandricardo's hand and near pulls him to his bedroom. The Answer Is Yes.]

[duranduel]

[They sure are doing this! Mandricardo's hand is shaking a little. But as they come closer to the bed, he'll grasp the other lightly by the shoulders to make him sit on the bed.]

Right. Um. [A little shaky exhale, before he, flustered, moves to straddle the man's lap. It's a very direct sort of movement, and he's a bit overwhelmed himself, letting his hands rest on the other's shoulders.] Just...just kiss me. And we'll...go from there. If you want to stop at any moment, you can just...slap me? Or smack me. Like. I won't mind.

[gemuinemanagement]

[It's a very direct sort of movement. Suga rests his hands on Mandricardo's hips. He nods - although he'll probably be gentle if he does have to smack him - before leaning in for another eager kiss.]

[duranduel]

[Mandricardo should have thought through like. Introducing everything and maybe like. ACTUALLY TAKING OFF PIECES OF HIS ARMOR but he is dumb. And in his own head.]

[He'll kiss the other just as eagerly back, a hand moving into the other's hair to stroke through it.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Who knows how to take off armor? Not Suga! Mandri will have to take care of that.

Suga leans into the touch, tongue tentatively licking at Mandricardo's lip like he did to him before.]

[duranduel]

[Mandricardo, you fool.]

[But that's a nice little lick - he lets out a light noise at it, encouraging him, while his other hand shifts down over the other's chest. His fingers cup over his side, sliding down to his hip.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Suga shivers despite how hot he's feeling. This black turtleneck sweater is entirely too warm for comfort at this point, and he sits back to pull it off over his head.

There's not much to look at, he thinks, but hopefully Mandricardo likes what he sees anyway?]

[duranduel]

[Oh, there it goes. Mandricardo blinks at Suga's bare chest, retracing his path with his hand again, this time over bare skin.]

...Told you that you're handsome. [He murmurs, before bending in his head. A bit of a bold move, perhaps, but flustered regardless, he kisses the other's clavicle before sucking down on it lightly.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Ah-!

Suga's mouth falls open on a silent moan. He buries a hand in Mandricardo's hair, whole body arcing towards Mandri's lips.]

[duranduel]

[Oh, that's a really, really lovely sound. Mandricardo freezes for a moment, flummoxed, hating himself a little by how aroused he is by that alone.]

[He gathers some amount of courage to keep going, sucking down the clavicle and leaving kisses in his wake, before giving a little kiss and a lick above his sternum.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[It's not much of a sound - just Suga's ragged breathing as his mouth works on what would have been a moan if he had a voice - but he's glad it does something for someone.

Suga should touch Mandricardo in return. He should and he wants to, but when he tries to tug at what Mandricardo is wearing, he finds himself unable to figure out how it comes off. Um. Help please.]

[duranduel]

[It's definitely appealing in its own right, sounding like a ragged gasp, and it makes him shiver - Mandricardo pulls back to start unlatching parts of his armor. He'll be careful with them, putting them gently back onto the floor, since Hektor's armor should be treated with nothing but dignity.]

[But after that is done, he'll pull his layers of shirts up to expose his bare chest. Trembling, he'll reach forward to pull Suga's hand to his chest, letting him feel what he wants.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Oh. He wants, very much, and he runs his hands all over Mandricardo's chest, feeling the lines of muscle there.

Suga writes with a finger on Mandri's chest.]

Handsome

[duranduel]

H-Hey...

[He's moved by the words, tilting his head up to look up at him, face flushed.]

You're the handsome one. [And he presses a kiss to his neck.] You really are.

[gemuinemanagement]

[This is a clear falsehood and Suga's not going to stand for it. He rubs his thumb over one of Mandricardo's nipples, so that he will stop saying these false things.]

[duranduel]

[Mandricardo bites back a low moan, but it stutters out of his mouth, anyways.]

Yeah, that's...good.

[Another kiss to the neck.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[What a wonderful sound. Even as Suga tilts his neck to give Mandricardo more space to work, he starts to rub both nipples at once to make Mandricardo make that noise again.

Given Mandricardo's position straddling him, Suga's excitement probably won't go unnoticed very long.]

[duranduel]

[Another noise, a little groan edging into a grunt. He can definitely tell that the other's enjoying this, and it thrills him in a way he can't quite express with words.]

[So he'll express it with action, instead - he leans up to kiss him, before sliding a hand over the tent in the other's pants, stroking him through the fabric.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Oh - Suga's skin flushes from his cheeks down to his shoulders as he arches into Mandricardo's touch. He needs his hands for a second to sign, hang on-]

Can I touch you too?

[duranduel]

[He draws back to see him signing, before, bashfully, he nods. He'll quickly move to get the rest of the armor off.]

Y-Yeah, you can...

[gemuinemanagement]

[Here goes nothing. This is hard to mess up, at least - it's just like doing it to yourself, probably? (Not that he spends a lot of time attending to his own needs.)

He draws Mandricardo's cock out of his pants and gives it a careful stroke, eyes fixed on Mandri's face for his reaction.]

[duranduel]

A-Ah....

[That's a full body shudder from him at that, and he bites down on his lower lip.]

J-Just like that. Yeah.