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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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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.]

Edited 2018-04-20 08:33 (UTC)

[ 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--

[even with how far gone Gaku is, he's so attuned to Tenn's voice that his words break through the haze of his pleasure, reminding him that he should be doing something else here, shouldn't he?

his only reply is an exhalation of Tenn's name, half breaking off into a moan when Tenn pulls him closer, when he pushes deeper inside, and it's almost a miracle that he can think clearly enough for the few seconds it takes for him to move one hand to cover Tenn's cock, pumping it roughly with little care or finesse.]

[ If he was lucid in the slightest, he'd think about how pathetic it was to just need this much. But, he's not -- he's not, and his body is oversensitive and underexperienced. Gaku touching him is the jolt he needed to push him over the edge -- mouth open and hot against the crook of Gaku's neck as he all but convulses, as his back arcs up hard and he chokes out a sharp and loud moan as he comes hard, stars dancing in his vision and his heart beating hard and fast in his chest like hummingbird wings. ]

[Gaku's got no chance of holding on any longer with Tenn squeezing around his dick like that, with Tenn doing anything, every noise and breath he takes against Gaku's skin only dragging him further and further down. he spills hot and wet inside of Tenn, burying himself in one last time with a moan that seems to reverberate down his entire body. he can only belatedly think that he's going to leave bruises on Tenn's hip where he still holds him, the thought slipping through his hands along with everything else as his mind whites out and his body sags heavily against Tenn.]

[ The post-orgasmic bliss that shrouds him makes him feel like if he moves, even at all, he'll ruin everything. His mind and his body and his everything feels clouded in a different way than just moments before when he was drowning in helplessness and pleasure, at gaku's will -- now just existing in this feeling and trying to remember how to breathe. ]

[Gaku should probably be doing something like pulling out, grabbing a towel, and wiping them down. that requires moving, unfortunately, and flopping bonelessly on top of Tenn sounds like a much better idea, so that's what he does.]

[ Gaku is heavy when he's flopping bonelessly, and now that they aren't in the moment and Tenn isn't being suffocated by desire and pleasure, he's ... embarrassed that Gaku is on top of him. But ...

... He doesn't actually want to break the distance. He finally moves with a soft groan, trying to do something like sitting up without sitting up, just to let Gaku know he wants to move. ]

...Roll me over.

[he ignores Tenn's squirming until he actually speaks up, post-orgasm haze slowing all his reactions enough that he really doesn't want to move unless he absolutely has to, but Tenn asked nicely, so Gaku will indulge him this once. he pushes himself up briefly enough to turn them both onto their sides, his softened cock slipping out of Tenn in the process.

huh. he should probably get some condoms or something for next time.]

[ ...That's such a weird, weird feeling, and so is the--- ... the oozing that comes with it. It makes him purse his lips into a flustered and dissatisfied pout, especially since this ... isn't what he meant. This isn't what he meant to ask for. He didn't want to stop touching yet, and -- ... Crawls on top of Gaku, shoving him over to lay against his chest with even more of a flustered and dissatisfied pout. ]

[Gaku's too distracted by Tenn manhandling him onto his back to think about much else, watching Tenn curl up on his chest, still completely naked and making an unfairly adorable kind of expression. he automatically moves to put an arm around him before he can think better of it, thoughts slowly beginning to reorder themselves as time goes on.]

Tenn?

[ No response.

Except for burying his face into Gaku's chest because he's embarrassed, now. ]

[he doesn't say anything, at least initially, because it's rare for Tenn to act this cute and he doesn't want to chance interrupting him before he naturally returns to his usual off-putting self.

it's too warm, and Tenn's weight is slight enough that it's more comforting than anything, and there's the very really chance that Gaku's going to fall asleep if he stays like this too long. after a nebulous amount of time passes, he's carefully sitting up, slinging an arm around Tenn to keep him from falling over or trying to escape.]

I need a shower.

[ He liked this space where they were doing nothing but existing in togetherness. He's sore and his body feels a little gross and just laying against Gaku like this is comforting, so when he finally moves, Tenn can't help but make a small noise of protest.

...But, he isn't against the idea. ]

...

I'm sticky.

[Tenn's being cute again, but it feels like drawing any attention to it will break whatever spell has been cast over the two of them, allowing this level of closeness Tenn usually denies anyway. Gaku just answers with an affirmative hum, turning Tenn to the side in his lap and hooking his other arm under his knees before he slides off the bed, princess carrying him in the direction of the bathroom.]

[ while he isn't entirely sure he could walk, being picked up this way isn't exactly ideal when you just got your ass destroyed. His sound of protest is a yelp, this time, but he still clings to gaku as not to be dropped on the floor while boneless and naked. ]

Sorry.

[Gaku's apology is instant and immediate, just in case Tenn forgot that he's still hyper focused on his comfort and happiness. there's really not another easy way for Gaku to carry him, however, and he's not about to chance making Tenn try to walk right now.

the trip to their bathroom isn't long enough for Gaku to rethink his strategy, anyway, and it's only a few brief seconds before Gaku's nudging the door closed with his foot and setting Tenn down on the shower stool, quickly stripping his pants off before he goes to get the water turned on.]

[ Being carried to the bathroom wasn't really much of an ordeal, but when he's sat down and Gaku begins to undress, Tenn turns to watch him and --

... Once again, gives a dissatisfied pout. ]

... Do that before, next time. Just pushing your pants away is too cliche.