crowspace | call me out v. 14.0

[Tsuchi's smile softens slightly rather than takes a predatory edge as many supernaturals might have upon hearing that. Perhaps if only because he understands the intention behind the words in comparison to how other supernaturals would feel about hearing that.]

And I like seeing them on you, when I'm able to leave some of them in certain places... like here, for example.

[He presses his claws harder against where they are resting against Suga's chest. Still not enough to draw blood, but definitely a little more painful than before as he tests to see how much he can actually push to leave a scratch without hurting Suga too much...]

Ahhh-

[Suga groans, low and needy, and digs his blunt nails into Tsuchi's shoulder. He doesn't have the claws Tsuchigomori has, probably couldn't draw blood if he wanted to, but-]

Y-you know I cover almost everything anyway, so...

[He can leave marks anywhere he wants.]

That is true, so when you put it like that...

[He digs his claws a little more, finally drawing a small bead of blood at the tip of his fingers before he suddenly speaks.]

You're allowed to scratch me harder too, if you want.

[Even if it will be a lot more blunt with human nails rather than claws.]

[Another moan. He doesn't think he's a masochist... probably... but thinking about how long these marks will last is a pleasure in itself.

He scratches a little harder, leaving lines down Tsuchi's chest.]

As long as nobody else sees...

Of course not. I'm the only one who should ever get to see this side of you from now on.

[He says, before he brings his face down to where he had scratched Suga hard enough to draw blood, and proceeds to press his tongue against his chest to taste him here.]

[Does it taste good? He supposes it would to a predator - either way, it tickles a little bit.]

I'm, ah... all yours. Even if it isn't official yet.

Not yet, anyway.

[He says quietly, giving away that he definitely has thought about attempting to make it happen officially in some manner. It's just a matter of timing and doing this right he worries about...

But, he still keeps up what he's doing here to lick and suck at Suga's chest here, leaving whatever marks he can get away with here without resorting to using his fangs. This will have to be enough for now, he thinks.]

[Suga buries a hand in Tsuchi's hair, petting gently as he twists into Tsuchi's touch.]

Tsuchi - more - please-

[He complies, though one hand goes up to touch Suga's hand that's in his hair, trying to encourage Suga without words that it's okay to pull harder on our hair if he wants to. It's very silky to the touch like human hair, but likely more durable and won't really cause too much pain if pulled too hard.]

[Suga's much more reluctant to pull than he is to have his own hair pulled. Also water is wet. But he does give Tsuchi's hair a light tug.]

Tsuchi... Make me yours.

[There's an odd noise Tsuchigomori abruptly makes in the back of his throat here, a possessive sort of hiss at hearing those words, but he doesn't say anything--instead, he suddenly goes from sitting back on the bed here like he had been before to down on his knees so that his mouth can move lower, from Suga's chest and down to his cock.

He doesn't move to try to get the other's pants completely out of the way yet, instead mouthing at what he can through the fabric and testing to see how far his fangs can press here without actually biting Suga in such a sensitive area.

The answer: enough that Suga might feel the impression of teeth, but not enough to actually tear through fabric with them yet.]

Tsuchi-

[Suga hadn't expected that move, and even with the fabric in the way, the sensation is overwhelming. He can't keep himself from tugging on Tsuchi's hair again even if he tried.]

That's - that's so much-

[He pulls back, but just enough to meet Suga's eyes to check that it's not too much what he's doing here. He doesn't ask if it is, just sort of judges based on whatever facial expression Suga is making here--doesn't look like pain, so he goes back to it soon enough with his tongue against him here as if he plans to try to blow him even with the fabric still here.

But then his teeth come up to where any buttons or zippers holding them up might be and it looks like he is indeed going to use just his mouth here to try to get Suga's pants open instead of using his hands here yet.]

[It's a good kind of so much. Suga's hips are quivering, though he's trying to keep as still as he can to avoid being scratched somewhere unpleasant. It's a little difficult to stay still with your boyfriend's clever mouth on you.

His pants are simple ones with a zipper, and Tsuchi's mouth is more than talented enough to work them open by itself.]

Tsuchi...

[Good, that means he can get to some real action a lot quicker if it's just a zipper that needs to be dealt with.

Once Suga's cock is free from his pants, Tsuchigomori eases up a bit from actively using his teeth on anything here since... well, nobody wants sharp fangs biting hard in this area. Or at least he doesn't want to do that to Suga here, he's not one of those spiders who take amusement in that sort of thing. So instead it's mostly lips and tongue that press against him here, before eventually opening his mouth to take Suga in deeper to try to reach down his throat past his teeth, so while they are not biting, Suga will likely still feel the tiniest pricks indicating the presence of his fangs.

He even extends his arms out to hold onto Suga and pull him close enough so that Tsuchigomori can well and truly deepthroat him here right down to the hilt. There's a slight wince as his glasses bump against Suga, realizing that he had forgotten to taken them off first before doing this, but otherwise he isn't gagging from the effort of doing this yet.]

[Lips and tongue are more than enough, especially Tsuchi's tongue.

Suga reaches down to carefully pull Tsuchigomori's glasses off his face and set them aside on the nightstand. It's the least he can do to make things more comfortable for him when he's spoiling Suga so thoroughly.]

S-so good, god...

[He'd thank Suga for removing his glasses for him, but, well, he's busy with his mouth right now.

All six of his arms have wrapped around Suga in an embrace of sorts here while he works his tongue and throat against the cock in his mouth. He doesn't even use any of his hands to work himself here from where he's definitely begun straining for relief here, instead determined to try to get Suga off first like this.

And of course, Tsuchi will more than likely swallow once Suga does come here, willing to try to take all that he can get from the other man by doing this.]

[It's rude to talk with your mouth full anyway.]

Ah, ah, Tsuchi-

[It's hit or miss whether Suga manages to get a warning out before he comes, and today he's worked up too hard too fast to make it. He spills down Tsuchigomori's throat, shuddering and panting for breath.

It takes him a second to remember how to talk, through the blissful haze.]

...And here I was trying to spoil you...

[Once Suga comes, Tsuchi lets go of Suga here so that he can lean back on his knees here to clear his throat. Despite the other's words, Tsuchi does end up looking a little proud of himself here for being able to make Suga come like that, and it latches onto his tone of voice as well when he does finally speak.]

Oh? Well who says you still can't spoil me a little here anyway?

Anything you want.

[He tugs Tsuchi up enough to kiss him, not minding the taste of himself on Tsuchi's lips.]

I love you, you know.

I know.

[Tsuchi's smile becomes more gentle than predatory now, his arms coming up to hold Suga in a more gentle embrace than the strong grip he had before when tending to his needs.]

I love you too.

[He may not be able to make Suga "his" yet, but he is able to say that in return, at least.]

[Being held by Tsuchigomori is the best feeling in the world, and as reluctant as he is to stop-]

Lay back for me?

[While he fishes the lube out from the nightstand.]

[Tsuchigomori does as asked, lying back on the bed again as opposed to kneeling on the floor like he had been a moment ago. Of course, this means having to let go of Suga for now so that the other can retrieve the lube, which he does with some reluctance before allowing his limbs to settle on the bed here with him while he waits for Suga to come back within arm's reach again.]

[Suga straddles Tsuchigomori's waist, slicking up his fingers before sliding one inside himself. He doesn't often ride Tsuchigomori, but, well, he did say he wanted to spoil him.]

Ah...

[Tsuchi slides a pair of his hands to Suga's waist to hold, but doesn't make to try to use his own fingers here on Suga himself just yet, instead watching curiously as Suga opens himself up for him. Another pair go up behind Tsuchi's head, folded under own neck as a further deterrent from touching Suga too much here.

Suga did say he was going to try to spoil us, after all, so we'll watch and let him do so for now.]

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