[ wraps his other arm around Phoenix’s shoulders and pulls at his coat as he tips over onto his back and drags Phoenix down with him. runs his tongue along Phoenix’s teeth and sucks at his lower lip in turns, lashes fluttering, and brings a leg up to rub his thigh against Phoenix’s erection ]
[How is anyone supposed to resist Yasuragi ever honestly? He's so gorgeous and so bold and he makes Phoenix a little giddy. He goes down with him, bracing on a hand so he doesn't just flop on top of Yasun, chasing kisses from Yasuragi for the bites and licks. He moans openly against his mouth at the feel of his leg, and drags his blunt nails down Yasuragi's chest and stomach, not hard, just for the sensation.]
[ shudders and gasps sharply against Phoenix's mouth and arches up off the bed and claws at Phoenix's back which would probably be a really encouraging reaction if his skin didn't split open in the wake of Phoenix's nails, a seam ripping itself open and then knitting itself shut again as it goes ]
[It would be a great reaction except for the flesh splitting thing yeah.
Phoenix freezes, hand going flat on Yasuragi's stomach, breathing fast from both arousal and adrenaline because. Well. It's a wonder he's not yanking back in alarm. But he saw the monsters on the screen and Yasuragi's flesh is already knitted whole, so. That's something.
He didn't know it was possible to still be turned on while this alarmed, actually.]
Are you okay?
[Actually probably the most alarming part is realizing he wants to claw Yasuragi's chest again, if it'll get that reaction to repeat, as long as he's not genuinely hurting him.]
[ for once the one oblivious to the other's thoughts instead of the other way around,
Yasuragi lets go of Phoenix to sit himself up with his elbows, exhaling heavily to compose himself. he reaches up to pull the kanzashi out of his hair since he mussed it up, dragging his fingers through it to undo the braids and loops a bit at a time. his pupils are still shot, and his eyes are a little too dark for other reasons, too, some gray showing through the whites. ]
[ grabs Phoenix by the hair and pulls him off, not hard enough to be genuinely painful but enough to toe the line, gripping his face by the jaw to hold him there and meet his gaze ]
You're a real lecher for such a sweetheart. Do you even care what you'll end up fucking?
[ probably the solution to "hey maybe we should stop" is not low-voiced dirty talk but his dick still has a hold of the steering wheel ]
[Well that does stop him physically, and he does nothing to struggle, perfectly docile in Yasuragi's hold, blinking at he meets Yasuragi's not-quite-right eyes.
Yeah, low-voiced dirty talk and compliments are definitely going to for sure not make his dick harder. He's turning a bit more red.]
How do I put this... I did see the screens. I can put two and two together. What you look like doesn't concern me so much as you being you. But if it's really too weird for you we'll stop. If you don't want to keep going for any reason we'll stop.
loosens his grip to cup Phoenix's cheek in his gloved palm, run his fingers through his hair and rest his fingers at the crook of his neck. he doesn't really know how he feels about it, doesn't really know how to explain feeling like a wolf in sheep's clothing only the sheepskin is his own face, doesn't know if Phoenix being fine with whatever twisted entity he is now is actually comforting or kind of disturbing. it all feels a little less important than leaning up to kiss him, surprisingly softly ]
[He's all for soft kisses, surprising literally no one, probably. He adjusts quickly to that, fingers settling at the back of Yasuragi's head, warm and comfortably holding him as he kisses back. He's perfectly comfortable with gentle and soft and sweet and he isn't really going to push for anything beyond that.
He's pretty aware this situation is weird and fucked up and mostly comes down to Yasuragi's comfort levels, if it turns into just gentle makeouts he'll be perfectly happy.]
[ making out is the solution to every problem in life
his hand falls as he runs his tongue along Phoenix's bottom lip, fingers trailing down Phoenix's cheek, down his neck, chest, over his ribs until he winds his arm around his waist ]
He makes an approving sound at being touched and settles into this, leaning against Yasuragi and stroking the underside of one of his ears with his thumb, still cupping the back of his neck.]
[ slips his other hand around Phoenix's neck and down to actually get his coat off this time, even though he also tugs Phoenix close, kind of impeding his own progress ]
[ drags him back down if that interrupted to kiss, humming against Phoenix's mouth while drawing aimless circles on his back, hiking up his shirt to rub at his skin ]
[It most likely did and he's definitely not protesting the resumed make-outs. He does whine against Yasuragi's lips at the touch on his back, not protesting, he's just sensitive and keyed up already.
This doesn't seem at all like stopping or even de-escalating though!
His fingers curl restlessly against Yasuragi's chest, wanting to rake his nails against his skin again but. Not doing that.]
sucks at Phoenix's lower lip and slides his hand down his chest, skimming just the pads of his fingers down the length of his stomach to hook onto the waistband of his pants and start thumbing the button open ]
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Fuck, stop, stop-
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Phoenix freezes, hand going flat on Yasuragi's stomach, breathing fast from both arousal and adrenaline because. Well. It's a wonder he's not yanking back in alarm. But he saw the monsters on the screen and Yasuragi's flesh is already knitted whole, so. That's something.
He didn't know it was possible to still be turned on while this alarmed, actually.]
Are you okay?
[Actually probably the most alarming part is realizing he wants to claw Yasuragi's chest again, if it'll get that reaction to repeat, as long as he's not genuinely hurting him.]
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Yasuragi lets go of Phoenix to sit himself up with his elbows, exhaling heavily to compose himself. he reaches up to pull the kanzashi out of his hair since he mussed it up, dragging his fingers through it to undo the braids and loops a bit at a time. his pupils are still shot, and his eyes are a little too dark for other reasons, too, some gray showing through the whites. ]
This was a bad idea.
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Did that hurt? Was I hurting you?
[Mainly he needs to know the most important things before figuring out what to do next.]
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No, I'm not hurt.
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Okay. Good.
[He exhales and slowly drags his thumb up the line that is now invisible on Yasuragi's skin, the seam he split open on.]
Just... when you said stop and your skin split open I was worried.
[He studies Yasuragi, palm ending up flat on the other man's chest.]
We can stop if you want. I'm never going to pressure you. But we can also keep going, if you want, because I don't particularly want to stop.
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Even if I'm going to eat you?
[ that isn't particularly his concern really but words, ]
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[He slides his hand up over Yasuragi's neck and through his hair, leaning down to lightly but pointedly bite the side of his neck.]
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You're a real lecher for such a sweetheart. Do you even care what you'll end up fucking?
[ probably the solution to "hey maybe we should stop" is not low-voiced dirty talk but his dick still has a hold of the steering wheel ]
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Yeah, low-voiced dirty talk and compliments are definitely going to for sure not make his dick harder. He's turning a bit more red.]
How do I put this... I did see the screens. I can put two and two together. What you look like doesn't concern me so much as you being you. But if it's really too weird for you we'll stop. If you don't want to keep going for any reason we'll stop.
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You called me a sweetheart.
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You're beautiful and attractive and alluring and seductive and no one with eyes could look at you and not think you're gorgeous.
But none of that's why I like you.
I don't want it to be embarrassing or weird for you though.
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loosens his grip to cup Phoenix's cheek in his gloved palm, run his fingers through his hair and rest his fingers at the crook of his neck. he doesn't really know how he feels about it, doesn't really know how to explain feeling like a wolf in sheep's clothing only the sheepskin is his own face, doesn't know if Phoenix being fine with whatever twisted entity he is now is actually comforting or kind of disturbing. it all feels a little less important than leaning up to kiss him, surprisingly softly ]
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He's pretty aware this situation is weird and fucked up and mostly comes down to Yasuragi's comfort levels, if it turns into just gentle makeouts he'll be perfectly happy.]
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his hand falls as he runs his tongue along Phoenix's bottom lip, fingers trailing down Phoenix's cheek, down his neck, chest, over his ribs until he winds his arm around his waist ]
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He makes an approving sound at being touched and settles into this, leaning against Yasuragi and stroking the underside of one of his ears with his thumb, still cupping the back of his neck.]
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This doesn't seem at all like stopping or even de-escalating though!
His fingers curl restlessly against Yasuragi's chest, wanting to rake his nails against his skin again but. Not doing that.]
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sucks at Phoenix's lower lip and slides his hand down his chest, skimming just the pads of his fingers down the length of his stomach to hook onto the waistband of his pants and start thumbing the button open ]
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[He bites it off with a gasp and digs his fingers sharply into Yasuragi's skin, giving up on holding back from raking his fingers down his chest.]
I'm getting.... mixed signals here.
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