[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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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.]