crowspace | call me out v. 14.0

[Tsuchigomori is waiting in the bedroom, attempting to put on the air of a great demon reclining and waiting for it's prey that has been delivered to him in appeasement. It's the sort of persona he... has not actually dealt with in a long, long while, and normally he tried to dissuade humans from actually doing that sort of thing for him back when that tradition was custom, but... he does at least know how the part is supposed to be acted out. He's seen enough of the other supernaturals who were shameless enough to behave that way to know the gist of it.

He almost falters, for a split second, once Suga actually steps inside and Tsuchigomori actually sees what he looks like in that dress. But, he forces himself not to just fuck Suga right then and there, instead shifting slightly in his reclining position to appear intrigued, making sure his fangs are on display when he smiles.]

Ah, there you are. I had wondered what was taking them so long to choose a sacrifice, but it seems they've picked out a rather nice one for me this time.

[He watches carefully for any sign he accidentally says or does something that doesn't quite go along with the script in mind, but for now he's pretty sure this works as he holds out a hand and gestures with one claw.]

Come closer so that I can take a better look at you.

[It's definitely on script. Suga turns even more red, bowing his head in shyness and respect as he steps closer to the bed.]

Yes, sir.

[What do you call your new demon husband in this situation? 'Sir' probably works.]

Hmm. Good to see that you have a modicum of respect. It seems you were taught well.

[Once Suga has stepped close enough to touch, Tsuchigomori reaches out and starts tracing Suga's features with a claw.]

Hold still for a moment: I want to check to make sure that the humans kept your body in good condition for me too.

[Though this seems to more teasing than anything as he strokes Suga's cheek slowly with one hand, another hand playing with Suga's hair, a third tracing downward over Suga's chest and around his legs to feel him up a fair bit...]

Th-thank you, sir.

[Suga holds as still as he possibly can. It's difficult when Tsuchi is touching him all over, teasing him, but he is at the very least good at being obedient.

The dress is fairly short on someone with Suga's height, and if Tsuchi cares to brush upward, he'll encounter what's definitely lace.]

[Tsuchi raises a momentary eyebrow upon coming in contact with the lace. Suga really went the extra mile for this, huh...]

Interesting... you're more prepared than most sacrifices they try to send my way. Tell me, are you enjoying this?

[He asks, as his touch becomes a little more harder, more intent in feeling Suga up here even once it comes in contact with the lace that's barely hiding Suga's interest in what's going on here.]

[Definitely barely hiding it. Suga bites his lip to muffle a moan at Tsuchigomori's touch.]

It's, ah, important to do a good job...

[That's not a no.]

It is. But you're certainly more dedicated than most... and perhaps even cuter than them, too. They've never blushed as pretty as you do right now.

[He says, before he brings one of his other hands up to carefully slip past the lace and touch Suga directly here.]

Be as vocal as you like. There's no need to try to be quiet in front of me here.

Ah, ahh, sir-

[He couldn't really be quiet even if he wanted to - it's something that's embarrassed him since having his voice back. (Though he's mostly just grateful to be able to talk at all.) His arousal springs further to life, his whole body trembling at Tsuchigomori's touch.]

Please...

[He gives a few careful strokes with intent... before Tsuchi suddenly retracts all of his hands and leans back away from Suga to sit rather casually.]

Now, now, you're supposed to be servicing me, remember? I shouldn't be the one doing all of the work here.

[His legs open up a bit more though, offering enough space for Suga to come closer in-between them, or even sit in his lap if he so chooses. But otherwise, he doesn't do anything else yet, waiting to see what Suga will do on his own.]

[Oh, right. This is more along the lines of what Suga had in mind originally for this scene, but it's very easy to get distracted with his boyfriend teasing him like that.

He settles on his knees between Tsuchi's legs, leaning forward to brush his lips gently against his cock through fabric before moving to draw him out properly.]

[Tsuchigomori lets out a breath, pleased and aroused from feeling Suga's lips despite the layer of fabric between them at the beginning, watching with interest as Suga moves his hands to get said fabric out of the way.

He does help move his hips a little here to get his pants down easier, and places his hands on Suga, one on his shoulder and one in his hair as an encouraging gesture.

He hasn't necessarily shifted his body to his more natural spider self yet, but there are patches on his lower stomach and hips that are already starting to acquire that glowing sheen that indicates a spider attempting to attract a mate that Suga has seen before during past sexual activies. So it's probably only a matter of time or easy convincing to get the see-through spider dick experience here if Suga wants it.]

[Easy convincing it is, because Suga frowns and looks up at Tsuchigomori.]

Wouldn't it be more in character to not change yourself for your sacrifice?

[Give him the Natural D please and thank you.]

I suppose you may have a point...

[He frowns, momentarily taken out of the moment here at this realization too, before he manages a smile that's a little cocky, but still with some amount of sincerity that's not quite just part of the roleplay here.]

Or maybe I thought I didn't want to scare off this particular sacrifice too soon, given how pretty they are in comparison to any other I could have gotten.

But if you're not opposed...

[Then yes he will give you the Natural D, Suga.]

Not opposed at all.

[He'll get back into character in a second, just had to make his preference known.]

Good.

[Tsuchigomori takes a breath, willing himself to relax enough to let some layers of his human appearance to drop and allow the more natural reproductive organ to be on display with it's translucent inner-workings.

No sign that he's about to come yet, or the swelling from one of the other few times he's allowed having sex with it, but that can easily be changed as he looks back at Suga properly again, his eyes a deeper red now than before as he attempts to slip back into character.]

Well? What are you waiting for?

[Just for that, it seems. Suga leans in, no further hesitation as he begins to lick at the head of Tsuchigomori's cock, covering it with enthusiastic laps of tongue. His eyes are closed for a few moments before he looks up at Tsuchi, watching for signs that he's doing well.]

[He is, and for a moment Tsuchigomori opens his mouth as if he's about to say something... but then he stops, because he wonders vaguely if it would be more in character to not praise him too soon for actions here. Maybe give it another minute and act like he's really judging Suga's abilities here in comparison to some imaginary other sacrifice a spider demon may have had in the past.

He does however still have his hands on Suga's shoulder and his hair, and they dig in momentarily as a physical indication that what Suga is doing is indeed having an effect on him.]

[That's fine. Suga can work for it. He relaxes his jaw as much as he can and wraps his lips around the head - he definitely can't take very much of Tsuchi's cock when it's like this, especially when the swelling starts, but for now it should be okay to apply some suction.]

Mm...

[The suction does finally coax a groan from him, but Tsuchi is quick to try to turn it into something that further adds to their roleplaying here.]

M--my, none of my past conquests have been nearly as attentive as you. Color me impressed so far.

[He even allows a momentary run of his hand through Suga's hair in praise.]

Do be sure to show me just how much more you are capable of, hmm?

[Praise! There will never come a time when praise doesn't draw a moan from him, vibrating around Tsuchigomori's cock. He manages to take a little more, though he can't quite pass it into his throat. Something to work on for next time, maybe.

His own arousal is aching, but there is something to be said for devoting all his attention to his conqueror's needs first. Maybe he has a thing for denial. Maybe he has a lot of things he should examine about himself. Later.]

[We can examine Suga's kinks and their explanations later, right now they're both a little busy here. Tsuchi continues to pet Suga's hair here, humming with pleased interest, before he speaks again.]

I wonder, do you think that you would be able to take all of me, if I were to come now? I'm interested to see how much you can swallow... or maybe I should paint a picture to admire using your face as a canvas here...

[Suga manages a nod without stopping or slowing down - he's a little too occupied to reply, but either of those options sounds good to him. Whichever you want, sir.

He sucks harder, stroking what he can't reach with one hand and looking up at Tsuchigomori's face as he gets closer.]

[As he watches Suga's face, Tsuchigomori seems to come to a decision as he suddenly moves his hands to Suga's shoulders to pull him off here, just in time for Suga to see the moment when Tsuchi's cock is ready to cum now thanks to Suga's actions. As a result, when he does, it ends up hitting Suga's open mouth and his cheeks.

However, Tsuchi doesn't really "appraise" his artwork for very long or leave Suga kneeling there sticky, as his hands move to Suga's face and pulls him up so that Tsuchi can press his mouth and tongue against Suga's mouth and cheeks, licking at him to clean the mess there.]

[Probably the better choice - nobody really wants to gag on a suddenly swelling cock.

It makes Suga's face flush even more to be painted with Tsuchigomori's come, no matter how quickly he cleans it up. As embarrassing as this position is-]

D-did I do well, sir?

Yes, indeed. You far exceeded my expectations.

[He hums in consideration as he presses a finger against one of Suga's flushed cheeks.]

As such, I should reward you for all of your hard work, shouldn't I? Tell me what you would like... I will grant you permission to speak your mind here this once.

call me out v. 14.0

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cw once again artistic liberty of attempting to rp the equivalent of a spider dick

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