ailingsoul | (no subject)

....I'm not alone Soramaru, you're right here. But even getting undressed is a disquieting experience these days.

[At least he takes you seriously.]

...I won't mind.

[He sighs and unbuttons his shirt, exposing his chest and the scales that pretty must cover everything even of the small amount he's revealing.]

They do go everywhere. I know you're familiar with it.

[ he moves closer to him, since he was so rudely removed from the bed, reaching out to gently run his fingers down the exposed scales. ]

I am. So, it's fine.

[Sousei shivers, part arousal part revulsion at his body. He wraps his fingers around Soramaru's wrist.]

Soramaru.

...This is one of your objectives, isn't it?

[ he was under the impression that they came up here to relieve themselves of the effect while acting on their objectives. :3c ]

[You are a little shit and it's not endearing. Even if it is.]

Yes.

Then, let me touch you.

You are incredibly stubborn.

[ you know my last name right ]

[Fucking kumous]

[Oh wait that's what I'm doing.]

If your that insistent find.

[ lap

sit.

(hi im still naked)

he starts to slowly undo the buttons of sousei's jacket, trailing fingers down scaled skin as he reveals more ]

[Well that's exceedingly attractive and this is not helping his boner at all. He hiss softly, settling a hand on Soramaru's thigh and otherwise just kind of keeping still. Concentrate on anything but how frustratingly hard you are Sousei. Or how naked and pretty Soramaru is. Or how it feels to be touched and hit objectives.]

[ he gets his shirt undone, pushing it away and splaying his hands out - before leaning forward and drawing his tongue across sousei's chest (ow okay so licking the area with rougher scales wasnt the best idea he's ever had but he wants to show sousei that there's nothing wrong with him) ]

[Honey you and I both know there is everything wrong. But he sucks in a breath and lifts his hand to slide his fingers through Soramaru's hair. For now allowing Soramaru to do what he wants here.]

[ he's going to keep touching his chest, before trailing his hand down to rest it on the waistband of his pants. ...dumb virgin who has no idea what he's doing and kumou bullshitting only goes so far physically ]

[Okay but really he wants to be nice to Soramaru but he is in fact just a bully.]

Getting lost?

[ finds the button and starts undoing his pants!! no!!! im fine!!!! ]

[He actually growls, arching a little because it's been a continuous problem of affect plus objective mashing and Soramaru tugging at his pants gives a little pressure and he's having a hard time not losing his mind to an arousal so insistent it's painful.]

Soramaru.

[ he knows. he's trying to help, but -- what... now... ]

I'm working on it -

[Too slow. He pushes Soramaru's hand away and tugs his pants open and down a bit as well as possible with a naked teenager in his lap. And that is a very hard dick very covered in tiny white scales.]

[ ...okay.

okay. the scales aren't much of a problem, he was expecting them, but--

his negative skill-level in this is a bit of a problem.

he wraps a hand around it - gently, curiously. help what do you want to do guide me master ]

[deep breathes Sousei don't make angry frustrated noises over a boner. He wraps his fingers carefully around Soramaru's, positions his hand a little better and tightens his grip.]

[It doesn't feel much rougher than a cock with you know, no scales. Not that Soramaru has much experience with those either. But at least it's soft enough and smooth and warm under his hand.]

[ listen, he's 16. he knows what it feels like to hold a dick (even if up until now it's only been his own).

even with his positioning changed with wordless pointers, when he starts to move his hand it's still a pretty... inexperienced virgin handjob. ]

[He leaves his hand on Soramaru's, but lets him move as he wants. At this point a clumsy handjob is honestly enough. His other palm runs up over Soramaru's back, through his hair, tangling in it.]