crowspace | call me out v. 15.0

Well then. This is for you.

[Suga opens the box. There's a gold ring sized to Tsuchigomori, with the hallmarks of Suga's expert craftsmanship.]

Ryuujirou. I know I don't have much time to give, but what I have is yours, if you'll share it with me.

[There's a moment where Tsuchigomori appears to be at a genuine loss for words--despite the long life he has lived, he has never actually been proposed to like this before. ~~Unless canon somehow defies me someday in the future on this point but we're not talking about that.~~

But, he smiles. It's one of his rare, genuinely soft smiles as he reaches his hands out to cup under the ones holding the ring here. He tries to recall if he even told the other what his ring size is, but decides he'll ask later.]

Koutarou, I am a lucky man to have you for as long as time will permit. I am willing to accept your proposal, if you are willing to accept being by my side until the end as well.

Ryuu... Of course. I'll be with you as long as it's in my power.

[Suga takes the ring to slip onto Tsuchigomori's finger, before lifting his hand to gently kiss.]

I love you.

I love you too.

[Once the ring is on his finger, he takes a second to admire it once he can retrieve his hand back. It is indeed perhaps Suga's best work, really. And honestly, he can't wait to flaunt it just a little in Yako's face when they meet up at the school again.

But, first things first: he's reaching for Suga, grasping at his face with two hands so that he can finally kiss him, since he didn't really get a chance to do that when they first reunited.]

[Thank god they're in private, so that Suga can kiss Tsuchigomori as deeply as he wants to. He wraps his arms around his waist, pulling him close.

In between kisses, he murmurs.] I hope you know we're going to have to make up for the time we missed.

Anything you want.

[He says in agreement, when he has a moment in-between kisses himself.]

Let me make it up to you for leaving you like that. I'll do whatever you ask for.

Anything?

Even if I asked you to bite me...?

[He accepted the ring, so it's not unreasonable to think that it might be time for Tsuchigomori to mark him as his mate, but it still makes Suga's heart leap into his chest.]

[For a moment, Tsuchi pauses, and for a second, it seems that maybe he will refuse. Or at the very least, definitely thinking again of all the reasons he probably shouldn't.

But, then he's dropping his mouth, pressing it as close as he can against the crook of Suga's neck in the junction between it and his shoulder. His sharp teeth can clearly be felt against the spot for a moment, but he doesn't bite. Not yet.]

Yes. I think we've waited long enough for this.

[He's ready to make that leap.

Although, perhaps they should go somewhere more comfortable for this rather than continuing to do this in the entry way of their home.]

[Just the impression of Tsuchigomori's teeth against his neck makes Suga's heart pound. He's at once both indescribably happy and very, very turned on.]

Th-then. Come to bed?

[He tugs Tsuchigomori along towards their bedroom, where there's still a web hanging up. Suga had done his best not to disturb it.]

[Tsuchigomori pauses when they reach the bedroom upon seeing the web still hanging up. He even raises an eyebrow at it.]

You kept it there?

[He probably shouldn't be surprised by this, but... in a way, he is. He would have thought that might be one of the few things that would have been cleared away in comparison to anything else Tsuchi had left behind.]

I didn't know if it would be the last one. Of course I couldn't get rid of it.

[Anything of Tsuchi's, he wouldn't willingly get rid of with him gone. Even something like a web.]

You say that, and yet you went and dragged me out of seclusion anyway. Didn't it occur to you that I could just spin a new one when I came back, if you were going to do that anyway?

[However, his tone is teasing, fond. He's touched that you kept it.]

I mean... it took a while to figure out how to get to you, so...

[He hadn't been 100% sure he was going to be able to reach him, as determined as he was.]

Uh-huh, sure...

[Despite his teasing, Tsuchi is already approaching the web that's still strung up here, touching it with a free hand as if testing to see if it's still in good condition. Or at least, good enough for a somewhat mischievous idea that comes to mind here.]

How would you feel if I wanted to bite you here, lying back in my web?

[It's still in good condition! Suga was very careful with it.

Also the shudder that passes through him is probably answer enough, but-]

Good. I-I'd feel good about it.

[Tsuchi grins at the other's agreement, sharp teeth on display.]

Good. In that case, come here would you?

[Tsuchi is reaching for him again, pushing at Suga's shirt. We should get this out of the way if we want to bite and make a lovely canvas out of Suga's neck and shoulder here, after all...]

[Shirt is on the floor in short order, hampered only by Suga stopping to kiss his handsome boyfriend a few times. Kissing Tsuchi is always top priority.]

How would you like me?

[Kissing is absolutely acceptable. Especially if it means he can nip at Suga's lips a little with his teeth as he does so before he speaks.]

I think I'd like to have you under me, with your back against my web... albeit, not quite as one might with their prey, given that this will be closer to a mating ritual of sorts.

[He taps one of his hands against Suga's shoulder, considering.]

Do you have a preference on where you would prefer I bite you? Typically my kind would place it somewhere that ensures that others know not to touch what isn't theirs, like here in the neck and shoulder area, or against the wrist for those who prefer keeping things subtle. It'll likely hurt regardless, and I'll have to be careful not to accidentally bleed you dry doing so.

[Without hesitating:] Neck. ...I've thought about it a lot.

[When Tsuchigomori worked late, sometimes, or in the shower in the morning.]

Oh, have you now?

[Tsuchi's grin becomes rather wide at that as he casually leans against Suga here, once he's got Suga carefully positioned against his web where he wants him.]

Why don't you tell me about it? I'm interested in hearing what kind of thoughts you've had about this.

Ah... um...

[Suga immediately feels the urge to fidget, but he can't really do that when he's stuck in the web. Laid low by the trap he willingly stepped into.]

Sometimes I think about - you making me beg for it. With your teeth right at my neck, but you won't sink in until I tell you how much I want you to mark me.

[Tsuchi hums in interest, and now he finally has more than one set of arms that reach out to touch Suga here. A pair of hands sit at Suga's hips, another wraps around his chest, and the remaining pair rest on Suga's shoulder. He brings his mouth against Suga's neck, teeth pressing against it... and then he grins, obvious in his enjoyment here even if Suga can't see it.]

Well? I'm listening.

[Let's hear Suga beg for it and tell Tsuchi how much he wants to be marked here.]

P-please. [No, wait, he can do better than that.] I want to be yours, I want everyone to know that I'm yours - my body belongs to you, I just want you to make it official. I-I want to see the marks every day of my life.

[Oh, he likes hearing that. Quite a lot, really, as he presses his tongue against Suga's pulse here, feeling the way it jumps under him as Suga begs. Finally, he seems satisfied, as one of his hands winds in Suga's hair, and another grasps one of Suga's hands as a form of support if Suga needs to squeeze something when dealing with the upcoming pain of getting bitten.]

I love you, Koutarou.

[Ah... He must have done a good job then, even if he still feels self-conscious saying stuff like that out loud. Maybe that's part of the point.]

I love you too. [He squeezes Tsuchi's hand.] Please don't make me wait any more.

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