[The permission puts the warmth back in his chest, and maybe it's a little hotter than before. He murmurs, pushing his hands up and down Ryo's sides, and then down more over the hips now that he's heard he can.
Possessively, his fingers curl into the pale skin, then smooth out, petting apologetically. Only to turn around and manhandle Ryo into sitting directly on his lap, facing him. He leans up to press his lips to the bottom of Ryo's neck, the highest he can reach for now. But that's fine.
Since he kisses down to the collar where he bites. Gently.]
also, the bite makes him jump just very slightly, but mostly there is a very weird soft feeling at it being gentle instead of the usual roughness they did before. he gives akira's hair another tug, appreciatively. his face feels hot but he will just assume it's because of the bath. ]
He rests his mouth, which has turned up into somewhat of a grin, against the place he bit, humming behind his lips at the pull in his hair.] Do you still make the same noises you used to make…? [He wants to bite again, but instead, he kisses across over the plane of Ryo’s chest to the other side.
Affectionately, gently, he bites the soft flesh between Ryo’s collar and neck. Then he kisses it too.]
the kissing is very soft though. the hair pulling turns into more of ryo just running his hands through it, massaging while occasionally giving it a light tug. his other hand moves to rest at akira's inner thigh, but it doesn't move any more than that. ]
[He tips his head back briefly into the hand passing through it.]
Yeah, I heard them. I liked hearing them. You—
[The hand on his thigh causes him to jolt slightly, and he gasps despite not wanting to sound so desperate. Heat pools into his face. He moves his own hands, like that’ll somehow coax Ryo into returning the favor, rubbing his thumbs over Ryo’s stomach.]
[ ah, that reaction makes him squeeze his thigh slightly. ryo lets out a hum of approval. he is... very clearly trying not to make any other noises, because right now he has decided to bully akira.
His hips buck slightly under the hand, and he moans in surprise. Alright… Alright! He doesn’t have nearly enough of the same reservations he had a long time ago.
Both hands yank Ryo up higher on his lap, but hold Ryo down so the slide is more like a grind. (This is terrible for him in the long run.)
This time when he puts his mouth on Ryo’s neck, he doesn’t kiss or bite, but he does suckle the skin between his lips and his teeth.
[ worst thing in the world: that feels very good. learning how to be horny was a very bad move, actually.
ryo actually lets go of akira's hair so he can quickly cover his own mouth in an attempt to cover a moan. it half works, coming out way more muffled than it would have. he's mad about this now. ]
[Well, he gets just enough of a noise to entice him. There isn’t any worry anymore about leaving behind the bruise he pulled to the top of the skin.
When he leans his head back, he lifts his eyes up through his lashes and gives Ryo a heated look. He reaches out of the water and grabs Ryo’s wrist, pulling the covering hand away.]
Turn around.
[His voice is so husky it’s almost a growl. He still has Ryo’s wrist trapped between his fingers, but the other hand moves against Ryo’s hip to try getting Ryo to sit the other way in his lap, back to front.]
[ he is still mad about the noise, and he is enough of an asshole normally to refuse the demand. however, he did promise akira that he'll do anything that he wants, so that alone is enough to get him to reposition himself as directed, settling into his new spot.
[For now, he lets Ryo’s wrist go… So he can snake both hands under Ryo’s arms and put them on the skin over Ryo’s ribs, skirting the surface of the water. He coaxes Ryo to lie back over his chest. All the way back, head on his shoulder.
He extends his legs out, but keeps the knees a little raised, using them both to open Ryo’s thighs slightly.
His hands slide up. He doesn’t say anything, but the tips of his fingers try to get the sounds out by brushing a few times over the nipples. And then, slowly, the hands begin their caressing trek down the side of Ryo’s body, under the water’s surface. He kisses Ryo on the shoulder a fee times, then gently bites the skin.]
[ horrible. he kind of wants to cover his mouth again, but he knows akira would probably grab it again and that feels like a loss, somehow. so he bites his lip, although it's not really enough to stop the moan that comes out.
he is really wondering what akira expected when he invited him in here
ryo isn't really sure what to do with his hands in this position, though, so he's just going to press them against akira's legs, digging into the skin a bit whenever something in particular feels good. ]
[Good. But just because he got one noise he wanted to hear doesn’t mean he’s now satisfied. He isn’t.
His heart is drumming against Ryo’s back again, but for an entirely different reason than before. Both hands push down toward Ryo’s hips, forward, then annoyingly plane out over Ryo’s thighs instead of the better place they should go.
By Ryo’s ear, he asks,] Did you think about me and practice, or did you just not do anything at all…? [The sexy talk will thankfully be a little better than it was last time too.
the question startles him so badly that his grip on akira's legs tighten suddenly. between that, and the hands on him, his breath hitches as he tries to talk ]
I... [ he wasn't prepared for this ] I thought of you. Imagined this.
[ well. did not imagine the tub part so that's a nice addition ]
[it has taken me so long to respond to this tag because every time i open it i keep losing it at the first sentence
The fact he manages to catch Ryo, of all people, off guard fills him with the most big-headed satisfaction imaginable. Ryo's neck gets a kiss under the jaw, like he's rewarding Ryo for answering.
The fingers glide very slowly back up Ryo's inner thighs.]
[ ok now that he is slightly less surprised, he immediately regrets admitting to that. ryo will have to get revenge somehow later, when he is less distracted by what is currently happening. because this is, indeed, very distracting. ]
No-- [ it is such an automatic reaction, but he just amends it after, ] Yes. I want you.
[ even if right now he is failing to remember why he wanted him, because akira is a being a rude bitch
but ryo's legs shift slightly, like he's trying to press them harder against akira's touch. ]
[Akira is starting to think maybe he should have went to get the emotion sharing drink they had before and trick Ryo into having some with him. Because Ryo's surface does not always match what's going on underneath.
But for now, he tries to pay attention to what Ryo isn't necessarily saying. He knows Ryo is a single target gay, so there's that.]
You have me, you know.
[There is no push-back against Ryo's encroaching legs, but there is resistance. His grip becomes more of a hold, a little rougher in a kneading way. He curls his nails into the soft skin, turning the glide into light scratching.]
[ unfortunately, the absolute sexiest thing akira could ever say to ryo is 'i'm yours' so his reaction is to just press harder against him at that. ]
Touch me already.
[ please. he is at his limit. he also sounds vaguely annoyed that he is giving up and just begging for this, since it's embarrassing, and he can't quite hide the hint of neediness in his tone. ]
The demanding insistence makes him chuckle genuinely and quietly. He nuzzles the side of Ryo's head with his own. Ryo hates the neediness, but Akira quite likes hearing it out of Ryo. It feels better when he isn't the only one.
He thinks about something for a moment while dragging his nails over Ryo's skin.
And then, without hesitation, he just slips his hand all the way down between Ryo's legs and gathers Ryo up in it. He could and he should tease Ryo a little now, but he doesn't. Ryo gets full, fisted strokes because he's kind of selfish himself and wants to see what Ryo does.]
[ i mean i guess he did ask for this. they have been in this tub for so long they can never take a bath or shower together again.
his nails dig into the sides of akira's legs, and he really can't do much to hide his gasp as akira works. THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING. it almost makes ryo understand why akira is always so horny all the time, but only almost, because he's still too single target
[Pointedly, he strokes Ryo a few more times in the water. Hehe. He's being a bit mean, he will stop.
Apologetically, he presses a few kisses to Ryo's shoulder, but ends up scraping his teeth lightly over the skin.] Relax... It's just me, [he murmurs.] I'm the only one who gets to hear what you're saying. [If he's possessive, will Ryo like it...?
His other hand makes sure Ryo's legs stay enough apart to touch, and then it pushes up over Ryo's stomach so he can feel across Ryo's chest appreciatively. He decides to say what he had thought about before, only it's whispering by Ryo's ear.]
[ did akira just confess in the middle of a handjob help me
it takes a couple of more seconds than it should for anything to register in ryo's brain. mostly because he is so focused on what akira's hands are doing, and how it's making him feel, but then everything just kind of abruptly stops in his head.
he pulls back, but it's only so he can turn his head so that he can actually look at akira. ]
As my best friend?
[ this is the stupidest thing to ask when akira is literally holding his dick, but
the clarification is important. the clarification of this kind of love can ruin lives. ]
[LISTEN. He wanted to see what would happen to Ryo if he said it during even a moment like this, he's stupid. Also, after all of their previous idiocy, Ryo is valid... Maybe sometimes, your best friend holds your dick for you?
They hold your dick and then claim to only be best friends.
He stops momentarily, but doesn't pull away. He watches Ryo's face briefly, searching.]
No. As the person who is going to spend the rest of time with you.
he blinks. for as much of a genius level intellect that he has, this is all fairly incomprehensible to him. ryo opens his mouth to respond, and then closes it. there are a lot of things he wants to ask. how long? when he arrived? sometime on earth? maybe after kaoru died? it's just not really clicking to him that this could have possibly been a thing since when akira was in hell previously.
but. in the end, that's not what really matters in this exact moment.
what does matter is that ryo suddenly moves so he can turn around and straddle akira, wrapping his legs around him like he wants to trap him in place. and then he just kisses him, with a desperate force as he presses against him. ]
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I said you can do anything.
[ he shifts, leaning downward, so that he can press another kiss to akira's neck. ]
Go ahead, Akira.
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[The permission puts the warmth back in his chest, and maybe it's a little hotter than before. He murmurs, pushing his hands up and down Ryo's sides, and then down more over the hips now that he's heard he can.
Possessively, his fingers curl into the pale skin, then smooth out, petting apologetically. Only to turn around and manhandle Ryo into sitting directly on his lap, facing him. He leans up to press his lips to the bottom of Ryo's neck, the highest he can reach for now. But that's fine.
Since he kisses down to the collar where he bites. Gently.]
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also, the bite makes him jump just very slightly, but mostly there is a very weird soft feeling at it being gentle instead of the usual roughness they did before. he gives akira's hair another tug, appreciatively. his face feels hot but he will just assume it's because of the bath. ]
Do that again.
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He rests his mouth, which has turned up into somewhat of a grin, against the place he bit, humming behind his lips at the pull in his hair.] Do you still make the same noises you used to make…? [He wants to bite again, but instead, he kisses across over the plane of Ryo’s chest to the other side.
Affectionately, gently, he bites the soft flesh between Ryo’s collar and neck. Then he kisses it too.]
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[ ryo you fucking liar
the kissing is very soft though. the hair pulling turns into more of ryo just running his hands through it, massaging while occasionally giving it a light tug. his other hand moves to rest at akira's inner thigh, but it doesn't move any more than that. ]
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Yeah, I heard them. I liked hearing them. You—
[The hand on his thigh causes him to jolt slightly, and he gasps despite not wanting to sound so desperate. Heat pools into his face. He moves his own hands, like that’ll somehow coax Ryo into returning the favor, rubbing his thumbs over Ryo’s stomach.]
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try harder!!! ]
I don't remember that.
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His hips buck slightly under the hand, and he moans in surprise. Alright… Alright! He doesn’t have nearly enough of the same reservations he had a long time ago.
Both hands yank Ryo up higher on his lap, but hold Ryo down so the slide is more like a grind. (This is terrible for him in the long run.)
This time when he puts his mouth on Ryo’s neck, he doesn’t kiss or bite, but he does suckle the skin between his lips and his teeth.
Give him the noises and stop being rude!]
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ryo actually lets go of akira's hair so he can quickly cover his own mouth in an attempt to cover a moan. it half works, coming out way more muffled than it would have. he's mad about this now. ]
I still, ah... don't.
[ he will die on this hill ]
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When he leans his head back, he lifts his eyes up through his lashes and gives Ryo a heated look. He reaches out of the water and grabs Ryo’s wrist, pulling the covering hand away.]
Turn around.
[His voice is so husky it’s almost a growl. He still has Ryo’s wrist trapped between his fingers, but the other hand moves against Ryo’s hip to try getting Ryo to sit the other way in his lap, back to front.]
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but he will remember this™
ryo glances over his shoulder at him. ]
Hm?
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He extends his legs out, but keeps the knees a little raised, using them both to open Ryo’s thighs slightly.
His hands slide up. He doesn’t say anything, but the tips of his fingers try to get the sounds out by brushing a few times over the nipples. And then, slowly, the hands begin their caressing trek down the side of Ryo’s body, under the water’s surface. He kisses Ryo on the shoulder a fee times, then gently bites the skin.]
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he is really wondering what akira expected when he invited him in here
ryo isn't really sure what to do with his hands in this position, though, so he's just going to press them against akira's legs, digging into the skin a bit whenever something in particular feels good. ]
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His heart is drumming against Ryo’s back again, but for an entirely different reason than before. Both hands push down toward Ryo’s hips, forward, then annoyingly plane out over Ryo’s thighs instead of the better place they should go.
By Ryo’s ear, he asks,] Did you think about me and practice, or did you just not do anything at all…? [The sexy talk will thankfully be a little better than it was last time too.
Maybe.]
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the question startles him so badly that his grip on akira's legs tighten suddenly. between that, and the hands on him, his breath hitches as he tries to talk ]
I... [ he wasn't prepared for this ] I thought of you. Imagined this.
[ well. did not imagine the tub part so that's a nice addition ]
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The fact he manages to catch Ryo, of all people, off guard fills him with the most big-headed satisfaction imaginable. Ryo's neck gets a kiss under the jaw, like he's rewarding Ryo for answering.
The fingers glide very slowly back up Ryo's inner thighs.]
You thought about me like this?
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No-- [ it is such an automatic reaction, but he just amends it after, ] Yes. I want you.
[ even if right now he is failing to remember why he wanted him, because akira is a being a rude bitch
but ryo's legs shift slightly, like he's trying to press them harder against akira's touch. ]
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But for now, he tries to pay attention to what Ryo isn't necessarily saying. He knows Ryo is a single target gay, so there's that.]
You have me, you know.
[There is no push-back against Ryo's encroaching legs, but there is resistance. His grip becomes more of a hold, a little rougher in a kneading way. He curls his nails into the soft skin, turning the glide into light scratching.]
I'm yours.
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Touch me already.
[ please. he is at his limit. he also sounds vaguely annoyed that he is giving up and just begging for this, since it's embarrassing, and he can't quite hide the hint of neediness in his tone. ]
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The demanding insistence makes him chuckle genuinely and quietly. He nuzzles the side of Ryo's head with his own. Ryo hates the neediness, but Akira quite likes hearing it out of Ryo. It feels better when he isn't the only one.
He thinks about something for a moment while dragging his nails over Ryo's skin.
And then, without hesitation, he just slips his hand all the way down between Ryo's legs and gathers Ryo up in it. He could and he should tease Ryo a little now, but he doesn't. Ryo gets full, fisted strokes because he's kind of selfish himself and wants to see what Ryo does.]
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his nails dig into the sides of akira's legs, and he really can't do much to hide his gasp as akira works. THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING. it almost makes ryo understand why akira is always so horny all the time, but only almost, because he's still too single target
(grits teeth) ] I thought of you... doing this.
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[Pointedly, he strokes Ryo a few more times in the water. Hehe. He's being a bit mean, he will stop.
Apologetically, he presses a few kisses to Ryo's shoulder, but ends up scraping his teeth lightly over the skin.] Relax... It's just me, [he murmurs.] I'm the only one who gets to hear what you're saying. [If he's possessive, will Ryo like it...?
His other hand makes sure Ryo's legs stay enough apart to touch, and then it pushes up over Ryo's stomach so he can feel across Ryo's chest appreciatively. He decides to say what he had thought about before, only it's whispering by Ryo's ear.]
I love you.
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it takes a couple of more seconds than it should for anything to register in ryo's brain. mostly because he is so focused on what akira's hands are doing, and how it's making him feel, but then everything just kind of abruptly stops in his head.
he pulls back, but it's only so he can turn his head so that he can actually look at akira. ]
As my best friend?
[ this is the stupidest thing to ask when akira is literally holding his dick, but
the clarification is important. the clarification of this kind of love can ruin lives. ]
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They hold your dick and then claim to only be best friends.
He stops momentarily, but doesn't pull away. He watches Ryo's face briefly, searching.]
No. As the person who is going to spend the rest of time with you.
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he blinks. for as much of a genius level intellect that he has, this is all fairly incomprehensible to him. ryo opens his mouth to respond, and then closes it. there are a lot of things he wants to ask. how long? when he arrived? sometime on earth? maybe after kaoru died? it's just not really clicking to him that this could have possibly been a thing since when akira was in hell previously.
but. in the end, that's not what really matters in this exact moment.
what does matter is that ryo suddenly moves so he can turn around and straddle akira, wrapping his legs around him like he wants to trap him in place. and then he just kisses him, with a desperate force as he presses against him. ]
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