[ 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 ]
[ follows his mouth but is considerate enough to let him talk, I guess, just kissing the corner of his lips. he tilts his hand off of Phoenix's lower back and rubs his wrist over his spine instead, glove and flesh giving way to something hard and smooth against Phoenix's skin, and when he pulls Phoenix's pants down his thighs it is with one hand still with fingers and one more like talons ]
[De-escalation seems to just be right out of the picture than okay. He moans and reaches to help with his pants, blushing hard at the way his fingers brush over a hand that is distinctly not familiar.]
Just to be clear this is definitely what you want?
[Because a minute ago he wasn't sure and he's kind of muddled by being super turned on and wanting Yasuragi so much (it's not subtle, he's definitely very hard and very into this, chasing the kisses by leaning toward them) but he doesn't want to do anything Yasuragi doesn't want to?
Look he's trying to make sure this is fine actually but also not trying to slow it down unless he determines it's not.
Case in point he's attempting to help just get his pants off entirely without leaning away from Yasuragi, which involves leaning more of his weight on the other man, shamelessly sprawled across him for this.]
[ at the start of a pretty sudden sequence of events, he reaches up and peels his face off.
his torso bursts open with a ripping noise as his wings unfold, and when he encircles almost Phoenix's whole thigh in his talon-hand, uses that hold on him alone to tip him over onto the bed, and rolls to follow him, he catches and balances himself in place above Phoenix with the long, hook-like appendages peeking out from beneath his feathers, ink black eyes peering down at him through the eye sockets of the eagle skull crowning his head. he shakes and tugs his other hand out of the rest of its own sleeve of human form and places it on Phoenix's stomach, the tips of his fingers laying points of pressure in his skin, while plant-like tendrils sprout from his hips and carefully join his other hand in winding around Phoenix's legs, slow and gentle so the thorns won't scratch him deep enough to draw blood. his voice is just a little rougher, as if a little more overtaken by his guttural smoker's cough. ]
[Let's be real, Yasuragi ripping his face and skin off to use as a cape isn't actually Phoenix's fetish. Not even adjacent. He's not a fan.
On the other hand the very carefully gentle way he's being flipped onto his back in contrast to the monstrous transformation is, in fact, both endearing and oddly hot.
His breath catches, heart pounding in a mix of plain confusion for what he's looking at and arousal over the careful handling.
It's kind of a lot.
He reaches up to trace the bone under one eye socket, letting his hand keep going, down over the skull and then the cage of bone trapping the grotesque, translucent organs, until he reaches a hip with foliage and vines.
He could be grossed out, Yasuragi's form is indeed monstrous, but he's more curious than anything, not repulsed simply because he loves this man. He's not into the bones and organs and thorns but he's definitely a bit excited about the strangeness, which might be kind of twisted but he's not going to apologize for finding Yasuragi fascinating and attractive no matter what.
Once he's done taking a moment to really take in what Yasuragi looks like he tilts his head back up to meet strangely black eyes, presses up so the talons on his stomach leave indents, his hips rolling upward in a legitimately slutty way, still hard.]
[ turns his hand with the roll of Phoenix's hips, letting the drag of his talons leave a curve of shallow white scratches under Phoenix's ribs. honestly Phoenix probably can't see Yasuragi smile around the beak, but he can certainly hear it in his voice ]
[He's never actually done begging but he's sure he can figure it out. Maybe? He's definitely going to try, even if he turns scarlet. The little scratches make him gasp and tighten a hand in the sheets. But it's not even painful, just stimulating, exciting.]
I want you.
[So, winging it on begging. How? How. Just say whatever you're thinking maybe, surely it'll work out.]
Right now, like this, and all the time really. I want to get caught up in you and I want you to [a single hesitation as he veers between delicate and vulgar and decides on the one that's harder to say, makes him more embarrassed because it's rougher.] To fuck me, to have me, I want you all kinds of ways and right now isn't an exception.
[This isn't quite being though is it? What's missing?]
Please. Yasuragi, I can't even see it but I can hear you smiling and I want to know what else your voice can sound like right now.
[He's super embarrassed and turned on but also entirely intently focused on Yasuragi. His own embarrassment isn't that big a deal if it's part of what Yasuragi wants, if he can convey even a little of his desire through words, even awkwardly.]
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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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[ follows his mouth but is considerate enough to let him talk, I guess, just kissing the corner of his lips. he tilts his hand off of Phoenix's lower back and rubs his wrist over his spine instead, glove and flesh giving way to something hard and smooth against Phoenix's skin, and when he pulls Phoenix's pants down his thighs it is with one hand still with fingers and one more like talons ]
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Just to be clear this is definitely what you want?
[Because a minute ago he wasn't sure and he's kind of muddled by being super turned on and wanting Yasuragi so much (it's not subtle, he's definitely very hard and very into this, chasing the kisses by leaning toward them) but he doesn't want to do anything Yasuragi doesn't want to?
Look he's trying to make sure this is fine actually but also not trying to slow it down unless he determines it's not.
Case in point he's attempting to help just get his pants off entirely without leaning away from Yasuragi, which involves leaning more of his weight on the other man, shamelessly sprawled across him for this.]
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his torso bursts open with a ripping noise as his wings unfold, and when he encircles almost Phoenix's whole thigh in his talon-hand, uses that hold on him alone to tip him over onto the bed, and rolls to follow him, he catches and balances himself in place above Phoenix with the long, hook-like appendages peeking out from beneath his feathers, ink black eyes peering down at him through the eye sockets of the eagle skull crowning his head. he shakes and tugs his other hand out of the rest of its own sleeve of human form and places it on Phoenix's stomach, the tips of his fingers laying points of pressure in his skin, while plant-like tendrils sprout from his hips and carefully join his other hand in winding around Phoenix's legs, slow and gentle so the thorns won't scratch him deep enough to draw blood. his voice is just a little rougher, as if a little more overtaken by his guttural smoker's cough. ]
Convince me.
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On the other hand the very carefully gentle way he's being flipped onto his back in contrast to the monstrous transformation is, in fact, both endearing and oddly hot.
His breath catches, heart pounding in a mix of plain confusion for what he's looking at and arousal over the careful handling.
It's kind of a lot.
He reaches up to trace the bone under one eye socket, letting his hand keep going, down over the skull and then the cage of bone trapping the grotesque, translucent organs, until he reaches a hip with foliage and vines.
He could be grossed out, Yasuragi's form is indeed monstrous, but he's more curious than anything, not repulsed simply because he loves this man. He's not into the bones and organs and thorns but he's definitely a bit excited about the strangeness, which might be kind of twisted but he's not going to apologize for finding Yasuragi fascinating and attractive no matter what.
Once he's done taking a moment to really take in what Yasuragi looks like he tilts his head back up to meet strangely black eyes, presses up so the talons on his stomach leave indents, his hips rolling upward in a legitimately slutty way, still hard.]
Do I have to beg?
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Yes.
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[He's never actually done begging but he's sure he can figure it out. Maybe? He's definitely going to try, even if he turns scarlet. The little scratches make him gasp and tighten a hand in the sheets. But it's not even painful, just stimulating, exciting.]
I want you.
[So, winging it on begging. How? How. Just say whatever you're thinking maybe, surely it'll work out.]
Right now, like this, and all the time really. I want to get caught up in you and I want you to [a single hesitation as he veers between delicate and vulgar and decides on the one that's harder to say, makes him more embarrassed because it's rougher.] To fuck me, to have me, I want you all kinds of ways and right now isn't an exception.
[This isn't quite being though is it? What's missing?]
Please. Yasuragi, I can't even see it but I can hear you smiling and I want to know what else your voice can sound like right now.
[He's super embarrassed and turned on but also entirely intently focused on Yasuragi. His own embarrassment isn't that big a deal if it's part of what Yasuragi wants, if he can convey even a little of his desire through words, even awkwardly.]