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[ This -- means he won, right? He won, and he doesn't actually have to ask to go back to where they were earlier. He made Gaku want him, again. He shudders softly as he feels Gaku's hand against the skin of his neck, tilting his head up to press into the kiss.

...They're still in public. He knows they're still in public, almost painfully so. And -- so, he grabs the front of Gaku's shirt, giving him a soft tug in the direction of the exit. ]

[Gaku's fine with letting Tenn think whatever he wants, for now. sooner or later he'll get himself into a position where he has no choice but to say what he means, and Gaku definitely wants to be around when that happens.

he silently follows Tenn's lead, leaving the shop without another word, froyo forgotten. it's convenient that the walk back to their apartment is short, meaning there's little chance for them to get interrupted or waylaid by anything.

once they're back behind the firmly closed door to their entryway, and Gaku's casually checked to make sure Ryuu's shoes aren't anywhere in the genkan, he gets to it. Tenn seemed happy to put on quite a performance back at the shop, so it's only fair that Gaku returns the favor. he turns on Tenn, grabbing him by the shoulders to push him back and pin him against the door.]

Is this the result you were looking for, Tenn?

[ That was -- cliche. Was he actually just kabedoned...? Still, it makes his heart lurch, makes him gape up at Gaku for a moment while he tries to place what he's going to do. It's ... dangerous, isn't it ... ? This game they're playing ... ? It's dangerous to have this much hunger and to have a source that seems all too happy to let him feed off of, when they've already fallen and crashed so hard from their radiant glory. But --

... His arms are already moving, already draping themselves around Gaku's shoulders, hands already finding solace in pale hair and he's stretching up to kiss him deep, right away - he doesn't start off with the quick chasteness, doesn't want to hear any of Gaku's chiding, doesn't want to chide him back -- just wants him. ]

[it's called a classic, Tenn, and it's a timeless move that can be tailored to fit any situation.

Tenn's sudden insistence is kind of surprising, if Gaku's being honest. after their previous encounters he thought he might need more build up, but apparently not. Tenn might see Gaku's willingness to indulge him as dangerous, a shameless way to encourage Tenn's risky behavior, and he's not entirely wrong. Gaku knows Tenn well enough to know how much he's quietly crushed any and all of his selfish urges over the years— it's always about pleasing his fans, pleasing Kujou, upholding the impossibly perfect image of himself that he's based his life around.

Gaku gets tired of it, and he figures if this reaction is anything to go by, Tenn must be starting to feel the same way.

he likes the way Tenn reaches out for him, the feeling of Tenn's hand in his hair, the insistence of his mouth on Gaku's. it's all the permission he needs to press Tenn more firmly against the door, encouraging him to open his mouth and deepen the kiss, like they did where they last left off, with soft swipes of his tongue.]

Edited 2018-03-22 10:33 (UTC)

[ It's still conflicting enough to be a war -- How much he needs to kill to be a perfect idol. It doesn't leave much room to be human. It wears on him in frustration as he watches from a wall that he can't tear down.

But, just as he pushes down his normal feelings of desire, he quashes those feelings of guilt from letting desire bubble over, just this once.

He tries not to make a sound again as the kiss deepens, but can't quite keep it in -- Being noisy like this is annoying, but he's just blaming it on his lack of experience, rather than natural disposition. ...With that lack of experience, he falls back into letting Gaku lead, still thinking he has the upper hand, here. ]

[it's easy for Gaku to think Tenn's been cowed into obedience when he's acting so pliant to Gaku's whims, opening his mouth and making soft little noises as Gaku presses him more firmly against the door.

Tenn seems to have no intention of stopping this time, and neither does Gaku. he takes Tenn's behavior as permission to push further, dropping one of his hands to Tenn's waist, and without hesitation, slipping it under the fabric of his shirt, running his palm along the warm skin of Tenn's stomach.]

Edited 2018-03-24 00:40 (UTC)

[ The most frustrating part of this is not knowing what to actually do, here. He knows just enough of what you would do in a spicy scene before the cameras cut away -- But, those things are never ... realistic. People always comment on sexy scenes in movies or dramas being too over the top, not real at all.

So, he just arcs his back against the door as Gaku splays his hand over his skin, pressing their bodies closer together. Trying to push it forward without being ... so obviously inexperienced, he bites down on Gaku's lower lip tugging at it. ... That's a thing they do, right -- ? ]

[lucky for Tenn, sloppy makeouts don't require that much finesse. Gaku's breathing is starting to get a little labored into the kiss, rushed with excitement, so he's clearly doing something right. he'll blame it on having a year plus dry spell later, but he's too engaged in the moment to worry about that now.

he keeps moving that hand further along, rucking up Tenn's shirt to display pale skin. his thumb flicks out once he reaches one of Tenn's nipples, rubbing over it roughly, clearly trying to elicit some response.]

[ his body jerks as he gasps into Gaku's mouth, fingers twisting harder into his hair. It feels good -- better than he has any right to feel, probably. He almost -- can't think about that, right now. Can't think about anything, really. The guilt and the twisting need for perfection were nothing in the moment as he drowns against Gaku's body.

His breathing is already shaky and short and he can't do anything but gasp and cling with Gaku's tongue in his mouth. ]

[if Tenn's still trying to convince Gaku that he's a sloppy ho not in control of himself, he's doing a really good job. all of Tenn's reactions are fueling a fire in Gaku he's kept carefully smothered for a long time, making him want more and want it right now.

he breaks the kiss, dropping both of his hands down to Tenn's waist.]

Grab my shoulders. [that's all the warning he gets before Gaku's leaning over, sliding his hands under Tenn's thighs to lift him up and carry him toward the couch.]

[ ...he liked it, being pressed up against the door like that, having nowhere to go but into the bliss before him. Gaku's command almost doesn't register until he's picked up, making a sound of surprise -- but, he nods, clinging around him desperately. ]

[it's a good thing Tenn doesn't weigh that much, making it look like Gaku barely has to exert himself at all to pick him up. if they're not by the door, it makes it harder to tell if someone's about to come in, but Gaku really isn't thinking about that at the moment— really isn't thinking about anything about getting his hands on more of Tenn.

he sits down on the couch, setting Tenn down in his lap. his hands move up to grab Tenn's ass at the same time he leans in, not quite close enough to kiss him, leaving Tenn the one who'll have to make the first move.]

[ he's -- too hungry to care, too addicted to this. his back arcs as his ass is grabbed, but he responds with a soft rock of his hips, cupping Gaku's face in his hands and diving back in with an already deep, starving kiss. ]

[Gaku groans into that kiss, into the feeling of friction Tenn makes when he rolls his hips up, grinding on Gaku's already hard cock. he's the older one here, and should be more responsible, put some kind of thought into what he's doing that goes beyond what his dick is telling him is a good idea. Tenn wants this, though. and when does Tenn actively want anything for himself, ever? it might be an excuse for when Gaku's regretting all of this later, but for now, it's enough of a justification to let him continue.

he mirrors Tenn's motion, seeking out more of that contact that's only edging him further into arousal, happily taking every ravenous Tenn gives him and returning it in kind.]

[ Hearing Gaku groan from something he's done is rewarding -- it isn't just Tenn twitching and moaning every time Gaku so much as moves, anymore. It's good, knowing the pleasure is mutual and that Gaku wants it as much as he does -- that Gaku needs it as much as he does. The sound alone makes him shudder, fingernails digging hard into the man's jawline. His hips rocking in turn makes him gasp, feeling the hardness of his cock against his own makes it hard to breathe in another gasp.

Time feels like it stops for a moment as he comes to the realization of Who are we kidding? We know what's going to happen. Breaking the kiss, he doesn't move back -- touching his forehead with Gaku's as he breathes, shallow and shaking and taking what feels like one hundred years to push out the words he wants to say. ]

...Make use of all of those words you sing on stage, Gaku. Make every person in Japan envious of me.

Hah? You want me to talk about how I'm going to steal your innocence?

[even if that is basically what Gaku's doing. he doesn't think he can be blamed, with Tenn squirming in his lap like this, happily inviting Gaku's roaming hands and mouth.]

That's not what I said.

[ It's a little embarrassing, hearing a line that he specifically sings in their lewdest, least-church friendly song -- But, he doesn't let it touch the mood, rocking his hips once again and moving to lightly drag his teeth over the shell of Gaku's ear. ]

I said put them to use. Don't say them -- show me them. Show me the things that we sing about, Gaku.

[it's embarrassing than Tenn can throw him off his game so easily with a few inexperienced bites and a slight shift of his hips, but if he wants to keep pushing things, Gaku doesn't see any reason not to keep pushing back.

he lets one of his hands wander low, palming over the front of Tenn's pants to feel out of the shape of his cock, not bothering to be careful or light with his movements anymore.]

If that's what you want, Tenn.

[ He's -- embarrassingly hard, really. But, who's to blame him ... ? He's a nineteen year old boy having his first taste of intimacy, it's a wonder he hasn't blown it, yet. He groans lightly, as he's touched, breath hot and right into Gaku's ear.

...He's confused, and he's nervous, asking to go this far -- No, demanding that Gaku take it further for him. He's repressed, not sheltered. He knows how this is going to work, he'd just -- ... Accepted that he wasn't going to be doing it. Not for awhile, at least. But ... right now, he feels like he'd die if he turned back, if he peeled himself off of Gaku's lap and just went about his day. ]

[Gaku can only keep up the teasing for so long, when the proof of Tenn's attraction is laid so bare in front of him. he can't say he hasn't been thinking about this, hasn't had it on his mind almost every spare moment he isn't otherwise occupied, wondering just how far Tenn was willing to let him take this, how he'd respond under Gaku's hand. he has his answer now, and can't stand to wait any longer.]

Tenn, get my pants open.

[his voice is thicker than he means it to be as he reaches for Tenn's fly, pulling the zipper down before snaking his hand inside, beneath the elastic band of his underwear to wrap a hand around Tenn's cock.]

[ That just makes him freeze up, makes him gasp that trails off into a sound that was louder than he intended it to be. Instinctively, a hand comes up to cover his mouth -- He knows that the sounds that he makes effect Gaku well enough, but ... That was embarrassing, wasn't it - ? Being loud and desperate and so effected like that, just from a simple touch. ...He doesn't think he could possibly get any redder than he is, it's a wonder he can remain as hard as he is, considering all of the blood in his entire body has made it's way into his face. ]

[the noises Tenn makes are— more frustrating, than anything, at least at the moment. they go straight to Gaku's dick which still hasn't been touched, and Gaku's not very interested in being patient anymore.]

Come on.

[he reaches his free hand out to grab Tenn's wrist, pulling it away from his mouth and guiding it down to his crotch, cock hard enough that it's obviously straining against his jeans.]

[ ...What might be even more embarrassing than how loud and desperate he's being is how that's effecting Gaku, really. It's him that's doing this to him - He's the reason that Gaku is so flushed, so hard. ...He was more than well aware that as an idol, as a very famous, very attractive idol who often sings less-than-christian songs, he's given his effect to people before. He was more than well aware what many of his fans did in the comfort of their own bathtubs.

But ... Gaku? He hadn't put much thought into it until this all began, and lately -- ... Lately, it's been the only thought he's been able to put much of anything into.

He doesn't resist as his hand is pulled away, as it's guided to Gaku's waist. ...He does hesitate for just a moment before he fumbles with the fly of his pants, pulling it open, pushing boxers aside and pulling out Gaku's achingly hard cock to--

... Stare at it. ]

[that's ... a reaction. not the one Gaku wants or needs right now, though it does serve as yet another reminder that Tenn is still new at this, painfully so, and in all likelihood this is his first time doing touching anyone other than himself so intimately.

the mess up your innocence line in Leopard Eyes just got somehow worse. as if it wasn't already bad enough.

his unbridled early 20-something male lust wins out over any hesitation he has, and he doesn't have to move Tenn that much to achieve his goal. Gaku shifts forward just enough for their cocks to brush together, his hand going to cover Tenn's and encircle both of their lengths, drawing out another low groan from his throat.]

[ It-- feels good enough for him to be noisy, again. A soft and breathy, whiny groan - still in Gaku's ear. It's good, but -- It's not exactly what he wants. Didn't he make that clear enough --- ? He wants to be more than just touched, even if feeling Gaku's hands on him after what seemed like an eternity of grinding was enough to make the edges of his mind whiten. ]

...More than this, Gaku--

[ He croons softly, desperately into the man's ear -- Trying to make his voice as breathy and enticing as possible. If Gaku is going to start holding back on what he's willing to give in the single moment Tenn is allowing himself to be greedy, then Tenn is going to break him through acting. ]