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[ Living together with TRIGGER wasn't something he thought he would ever do, and if asked this time last year, he would have said that it was impossible. But, the way things have aligned were impossibly less than perfect, and here they are -- A month or so into living together in the same house. There have been spats, of course, but -- ... He wishes he could say that it was as impossible as he thought it would be. It's warm, here. Interactions when waking up and going to sleep and eating and coming home are less stilted. It's almost as if he can take his mask off when behind closed doors -- Not just the one of the perfect Modern-day Angel, but the sharp and cold and uncaring one covering up everything he's pushed down.

It's a saturday that they don't have anything lined up for work. Kaoru won't let him go out and do anything, tells him he needs time to himself to unwind, less he wants to end up in the hospital again. This has him idly straightening things up around the house, making stir-crazy circles in absence of anything else to do. Gaku's left a jacket in the living room, and after making a snide comment about his organizational skills to nobody but himself, he opts to bringing it back to his room for him.

Like a proper older sibling, he knocks and immediately lets himself in, with little respect for what the man inside could be doing. ]

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[ Even that fraction of a movement is enough to make him gasp, to make his fingertips dig into Gaku's skin. He's -- unbelievably turned on by everything that's happened today, moreso than he has been in his entire life, and his body is sensitive and reactive to even the smallest movements through it. His toes curl in and he raises his leg just so, just enough to make their bodies even the slightest bit closer, just enough to allow him to have more of Gaku. ]

[Tenn's response isn't telling Gaku to stop or slow down, and that's all the go ahead he needs. his will power is in shambles in the face of Tenn naked and wanting underneath him, and when he pulls out this time there's nothing slow or gradual about it, his nails digging into Tenn's skin as he rocks his hips backs. the friction from that alone draws another low moan from Gaku, followed up with an even louder one when he slams back into Tenn, giving him barely any time to react or prepare for the sensation.]

[ He wasn't expecting that.

He wasn't expecting things to escalate this quickly. One moment Gaku was tender and gentle and slow and was giving him time to adjust, the next he was-- ... Too rough. Too fast. It makes his inexperienced body tense and that just makes it hurt more and that rips a sharp yelp out of Tenn's throat. ]

[Gaku's equally inexperienced dick wants to just rut into that suddenly increased pressure, but luckily for Tenn, he immediately freezes when he hears his response.]

Fuck— Tenn, are you all right?

[ Tipping his head back, he takes a deep breath -- pushes through the pain before shooting Gaku something halfway between a pout and a glare. ]

Be more gentle! It's my first time-!

[ ---And, after he says that, his cheeks alight in a flush because even though his virginity was called upon, earlier, this is the first time he's said the words "it's my first time". ]

I'm sorry. [at least he sounds properly apologetic, not even taking the ripe opportunity to tease Tenn about his unintentional admittance. he keeps his hips still, moving his head into position to kiss Tenn instead, catching his lips and moving a hand up to cup his face. Gaku's not entirely sure of what he's doing, but he knows that Tenn needs to relax again if they're going to keep moving forward, and kissing him over and over until he goes slack again seems as good of an idea as any.]

[ Even so soon after he'd done something that hurt, having Gaku inside of him and not moving is overwhelming. Being peppered with kisses like this enough to fluster him, to make him gape slightly as he turns his head slightly away. ]

Ah-- Jeez, it's fine. Just ...

[ He can't help but squirm a little, canting his hips and writhing around Gaku's cock because he's still more needy than his body has room for, even with that shoot of pain. ]

[Gaku doesn't stop kissing him, even when Tenn turns his head away, moving his lips down to his jaw, then his neck. he doesn't try to make marks this time, only darting his tongue out occasionally to taste the salt on Tenn's skin, waiting for him to give verbal permission to continue on.]

[ He thinks that it's impossible, maybe, to be any more flushed than he already is. Gaku's trailing kisses make him even more and more flustered, makes him squirm even more. His heart flutters in his chest in a way that he isn't entirely sure how to address but he swallows that down, digging his nails into the skin of Gaku's back, threatening to tug and claw. ]

--Just keep going!

[the way Tenn grabs at him and whines means he's probably comfortable enough to continue, by Gaku's best estimate. the feeling of Tenn's nails on his back is exciting in ways he hasn't thought too hard on before, and he files that information away for later.

for now, he concentrates on slowly beginning to move again— shallowly, barely pulling out, just rolling his hips against Tenn's ass, giving him ample time to adjust to the sensation.]

[ That's better. That's much better. He shudders lightly when Gaku starts to move again in a way that feels good, breathing in a soft and shaking breath. The thought of Gaku driving hard into him, being rough and pounding him into the mattress is ... enticing, but he needs to work to get there --- ]

...

You can't go harder until I say so-

[ ...So, Tenn will just feign control in this. ]

Are you trying to order me around, Tenn?

[it's hard to sound cool and composed when you're literally hard and balls deep in your center, and Gaku doesn't do a very good job it at. he covers up for the clear strain in his voice by shallowly, and with painstaking care, beginning to actually thrust into Tenn— still barely pulling out each time, careful and controlled, but gradually starting to work his way up to bigger movements, the way Tenn needs him to.]

[ yes, because he knows, mostly, that he can, right now. gaku's proven that if he hurts tenn in the slightest or does something he doesn't like that he'll panic and apologize -- and, also that if tenn wants more that he'll turn the dial to eleven. he is in some way of control -- ...which, he prefers, obviously.

those thoughts aren't as clear in his head, though - come more fragmented, fuzzier. he gives a small noise of affirmation - unsure of whether it was a yes to the question or a yes to this newer, gentler but growing pace. ...it's, likely, to both, really --

his nails dig further into gaku's back as he clings harder, as he bites down on his lip to keep the sounds growing in his throat inside. ]

[its kind of rude to use Gaku's concern for Tenn's comfort and well being as a means to control him, this is why you're a terrible gremlin with no friends, Kujou Tenn.

Tenn's noises are soft and pleased, enough for Gaku to assume that Tenn's enjoying what he's doing again. it feels good enough on Gaku's end, though he still has to exert no small amount of restraint on his own part— these short, abrupt movements are well enough, but the reminder of how it felt to really push Tenn to the edge is still lingering in his mind, a temptation he has to ignore for now.

what he can do, at least, is duck his head down to kiss Tenn when he sees him biting his lips, pushing his own tongue against the line of Tenn's mouth, forcing him to open up and release all those little noises. even if they're still muffled like this, Gaku can feel them better, and that's what he wants, for every tiny reaction he's coaxing out of Tenn right now to be burned into his memory.]

[ It's always -- embarrassing, when Gaku does this. When he stops him from hiding the noises he can't help but make. It's revealing in a way that makes his skin tingle, that makes his head swim. It's just toeing the line of uncomfortable, but is safe enough that he -- ... Likes it, maybe? He'll deal with that thought, later, too.

It's a few more moments at this slow pace before he wants more -- before he wants something like that earlier-felt roughness. Turning his head to break the kiss, he swallows hard between shallow gasps. ]

...

H-

[ --Ah. No. Too embarrassed. He'll do something else, first- ]

...Do you have anything shirtless lined up-

Eh? I finished that gravure shoot last week.

[why is Tenn bringing this up now? Gaku's hips stutter in their rhythm as he's momentarily distracted by Tenn's question, moving his head back to look at him with slightly annoyed curiosity.]

Good.

[ That's all he needs to hear. Knowing he won't jeopardize any work that Gaku's managed to get during this time that's hard for them is all he needs before he sinks his nails harder into the man's back, dragging them harshly down. ]

Tenn, fuck—

[Gaku wasn't expecting that, the sharp sting of Tenn's perfectly manicured nails digging into his back giving him an unexpected rush. it makes his hips snap up harder than he means them to, not quite as roughly as he did previously, but more than enough to drive his cock even deeper in than it was before.]

[ There we are.

That worked out about as good as he could have hoped for -- Gaku's reaction was good, and the snap of his hips makes him moan loudly and sharply. --It isn't like before, it isn't of pain. He wanted that. It feels good -- it feels too good, maybe, but he can't process that, at the moment.

He can only lick his lips, looking up at Gaku with a cheeky smile. ]

[Tenn looking so utterly pleased with himself is about as good as actual verbal permission, Gaku figures. he's pampered Tenn for long enough, and there's no hesitation is his movements when he reaches down to grab him by his hips, angling him up just so as he repeats that tight rock of his hips, still not pulling out as much as he could, but more than enough to him moan unashamedly from the feeling.]

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[ Every time Gaku makes noises like that, it makes his skin tingle -- makes him all but shudder. He has a nice voice, and hearing it break in pleasure like that feels almost as good as being driven into, like this. Being manhandled is electric and he moans just from being grabbed and re-positioned, but it's when Gaku rocks into him harder that his breathing picks up, that each breath is tailed off with a gasp that turns into a moan. He clings harder, pulling Gaku down and pushing himself up against him as his toes curl in more, feet twisting the bedsheets. ]

[if Gaku's self-control wasn't fraying before, it is now. it's impossible for him to keep himself so tightly leashed when Tenn is starting to become absolutely shameless, writhing up under him and clenching around Gaku's dick even tighter with every heavy breath he takes. Gaku's back and shoulders are drawn taught when he shifts out again, faster this time, and lets his nails dig half-moon bruises into Tenn's thighs when he shoves back in, forcefully holding him down and firmly in place as he begins to steadily fuck him.]

[ It almost feels like he's drowning.

It feels too good -- being held down like this, being pounded into like this. Losing this much control and being this sloppy is usually something he'd find mortifying, but instead he just finds himself wanting more and more. Even Gaku's stinging grip ebbs away into pleasure and it almost shorts him out, the way he tries to buck his hips up to meet Gaku's cock but can't from the way he's pinned down. It's hard to close his mouth and even harder to focus his eyes and he is rapidly approaching the edge and the only thing he's able to do is just take it and moan like a whore. ]

[Gaku isn't even thinking about what he's doing anymore. he's holding Tenn down because he has to hold onto something, the instinct to pin him down against the bed and keep him in place while he fucks into him overriding everything else. all of Tenn's obscene reactions, how helpless he's been rendered beneath Gaku, his pretense and posturing completely stripped away, only drive Gaku on. it makes the snap of his hips that much sharper, driving into Tenn with a carelessness that only underscores how much he's lost himself to the feeling. he doesn't stop or slow down, giving Tenn no room for relief or escape, the sound of skin slapping against skin growing increasingly frenzied as Gaku keeps pushing and pushing for more.]

Edited (im too embarrassed by how yaoi seme my tags are i keep hitting send and closing the tab without picking an icon) 2018-04-22 08:44 (UTC)

[ Gaku being so -- primal is too much to handle. Tenn can barely parse what's going on anymore through the clouds of pleasure that fog up his mind. His body is being pulled back and forth, each harsh snap into him threatening to ground him but can't quite pull him back down.

He's -- ...close. He's really close. This is intense, too intense for a delicate virgin like him and he claws deep into Gaku's back again, pulling the man down so that he can press his face into the crook of his neck and try to speak between gasps. ]

Ga-- ku, I--