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[ailingsoul]

continuations.
(NSFW. CW for power imbalance, underage, etc.)

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[comingstorm]

[He brushes his fingers down Soramaru's back and up again, heartrate slowly calming.]

[He's kind of disheveled, only half out of his shirt and pants, with his hair sticking to his face and neck, looking quietly down at the teenager in his arms, fond and protective.]

[ailingsoul]

[ he doesn't say anything, or... move, really. he's pretty tired, subbing for your first time - even if you don't go all the way - takes a lot out of you. ]

[comingstorm]

[He tightens his arms around Soramaru and relaxes back, eyes closing. This is find for now, they could both use the moment to rest.]

Thank you.

[His fingers trace gentle circles at the back of Soramaru's neck, unhurried and soft.]

[ailingsoul]

...? For what?

[comingstorm]

You can figure that out yourself.

How are you doing?

[ailingsoul]

[ nods...? ]

I'm tired, but...

[comingstorm]

But?

[ailingsoul]

...But fine, otherwise.

[comingstorm]

Mm.

[He touches the mark on Soramaru's neck, thoughtful.]

[ailingsoul]

Ah--

[ he flinches, a little. it's a bruise, so touching it hurts, and... ]

[comingstorm]

[He's not pressing hard, a light touch and he moves his fingers away.]

Marking, perhaps, not biting?

[ailingsoul]

Like... Leaving your mark on me?

[comingstorm]

Yes. Like that.

[ailingsoul]

It makes sense.

[comingstorm]

Does it?

[ailingsoul]

[ nods ]

It didn't feel like "biting" at all.

[comingstorm]

[He tilts Sormaru's head up, gently places his lips next to that mark, and lightly sucks on the skin to leave another, fainter.]

[Just testing.]

[ailingsoul]

--Mm...

[ ...yeah. that hit. ]

[comingstorm]

I wonder if other things will work.

[ailingsoul]

Other things?

[comingstorm]

Jewelry, tattoos, other marks of that sort.

[ailingsoul]

...Writing on me, maybe?

[comingstorm]

[He traces a word with his fingertip on Soramaru's chest. ]

Worth a try.

[ailingsoul]

Is there anything to write with...?

[comingstorm]

Later.