ailingsoul | (no subject)

[ 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.]

[ he understands that, but still wants this to be good for him. to make up for his lack of skill, he leans up to press a kiss to sousei's lips as he continues to stroke ]

[He returns it, holding Soramaru in the kiss and his self-control is so strained and spread thin right now, he can't hold back the soft moan.]

Soramaru...

[ hearing him moan is a small victory, and he can't help but let his lips curl up indignantly against sousei's. he tightens his grip, stroking harder but not quickening his pace. ]

Don't get cocky, brat.

[He's gasping but smirking a little, turned on and incredibly hard but he tugs Soramaru's head to the side and licks his neck, biting down gently and sucking on the flesh there.]

[ he gasps and shudders as he's marked, hand instinctively gripping tighter. sorry if that's painful but this is your fault. ]

[It doesn't hurt enough to affect his boner. He drags his nails down Soramaru's spine lightly, drawing him closer. Still kissing his skin.]

[ ah-- no, that feels so good too. it's cheating, to act back on his objectives when he's already finished and trying to get sousei off -- ]

[You're a teenager you can deep with getting hard again. His breath his warm on Soramaru's neck and his fingers knead the small of his back.]

Keep it up...

[ he picks up the speed of his strokes, trying to finish things off before sousei can hit more of his objectives and turn things back on him again. ]