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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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What—

[Gaku was expecting a lot of things, except no, that's not actually true. he didn't really have any idea of what to expect, not having spared Tenn's abruptly vague texts much thought, and would have never guessed in a million years that it would be a lead up to finding Tenn in a skirt, sitting on ... a desk that was definitely different from the one they had moved into his room a few months earlier.]

—the hell. [he's not proud of it, but he's definitely standing in the doorway with his mouth hanging open like an idiot. a very confusingly turned on idiot, but still.]

Edited 2018-05-30 08:07 (UTC)

[ Gaku's flustered confusion is cute. Tenn didn't expect him to just be able to pick up in this act as soon as he walked in, and seeing Gaku stumble and gape is rewarding. Tenn doesn't break character, though, continuing to smile invitingly. Taking the hem of his skirt between his fingers, he lifts it juuuuuust enough that -- it isn't showing anything. But, even a centimetre more would definitely show panties underneath. ]

Ah ... I know there were some ... 'issues', Sensei, but ... I'm an honour student, you know ... ? I'd appreciate it if we could ... 'solve' this, hmm ... ?

[Tenn's coy reaction to his own befuddled gawking and— basically everything else he's doing is pointing very clearly to this being one thing. Gaku's a warm blooded man and more than familiar with this sort of scenario (and has a feeling that Tenn's taken some liberties with his personal PC to find out just how familiar), but there's a serious difference between seeing an AV actress posing suggestively on top of a desk in a very short skirt and seeing Kujou Tenn do it.

honestly, it looks better on Tenn.]

Aren't you getting ahead of yourself?

[it's a vague enough statement that Tenn can look at it in or out of character if he wants. Gaku's still a little blindsided by all of this, and not totally playing along yet. considering how quickly Tenn's gone from super virgin 0 to ZR flaunting 100 in terms of amorous engagement, he's going to need a few more moments to adjust himself the situation.]

[ He's, honestly, very nervous and very, very embarrassed. Gaku isn't that far off in that Tenn did some ... 'research', and played into Gaku's interests, but -- ... They're embarrassing interests, really. That isn't any reason to let his mask crack, though -- Even if he's locked into a realm of no work, Tenn is still a professional actor, so 'playing' a 'role' is pretty easy. ...Even if it's a role like this.

Tenn realizes that the statement could entirely be out of character, but he chooses to take it the other way, cocking his head in some sort of sick feigned innocence. ]

Am I ... ? I don't think I'm forgetting anything ...

[Gaku inhales deeply, trying his best to calm himself down proceeding. if Tenn wants to play this game, that's ... fine. he'd be lying if he said he wasn't intensely interested now, even if Tenn's act of sickly sweet faux innocence grinds on him as badly as it always does. there are some things even short skirts can't solve.]

If you're really trying to beg for my favor, shouldn't you be in seiza?

[ ......Ah. The first thing he's done in this is so embarrassing it makes Tenn want to break character. But ... he doesn't, he doesn't because he's a professional and a perfectionist and if Gaku is trying to get him to crack, he's going to have to try harder than that.

So, he gets on his knees, sitting on the balls of his feet and looking up to Gaku with a smile. ]

Ya~o~to~me~ se~n~sei~.

[god, this was really just going to turn into a battle of who could go the longest in this ridiculous scenario without breaking. in reality, Gaku has no illusions about who the more adept actor is between the two of them, with Tenn's entire public persona built upon a perfectly executed illusion. still, Gaku's the one setting the pace in this little scenario, so he can use that to his advantage while he can.

he crosses the space over to where Tenn's kneeling, closing the door behind him quietly. he takes Tenn's chin his hand once he's close enough, pressing his thumb into his plush lower lip.]

I'm sure I can think of something for you to do to make up the credit.

[ He knows where this is going, and he's done ... "research", but -

...But, there's only so much porn you can watch before you have to admit to yourself that it isn't going to make your first time sucking a dick go any better. There's the slightest, slightest tightening of his muscles, of his body stiffening when Gaku presses his thumb to his mouth, but he collects himself and tips his head backwards, eyes half-lidded. ]

Whatever it takes, Sensei.

[he's not actively trying to steer this in a direction he knows Tenn is unfamiliar with just to see him struggle— well, okay, it's partially that, but it's also just a matter of realism, okay? whoever heard of a desperate school girl going straight to penetrative sex to save their grade, come on.

with Tenn's consent out of the way, Gaku moves his other hand to his belt, undoing it with a few deft movements that make it look a lot easier than it actually is.]

How much instruction are you going to need for this? [it's a miracle he can get even that much out with a straight face, probably because the question is only partially in character.]

[ In a perfect world, probably, his first time doing this would be ... gentler than this, but ... Tenn brought this upon himself, he started this, he's the one going out of his way to appeal to Gaku, so he really, really has nobody to blame but himself for his nerves standing on end inside of him. ]

I can do it. Just be sure to enjoy it, and praise me a lot. ❤

[ Ah --- that line was a bit more 'nasty doujin' than it was 'nasty AV', wasn't it ... ? His inexperience is slipping. ]

[mm yeah, that's a little much, and Gaku is simultaneously forced to bite down on a laugh and also suppress the feeling of shame when it doesn't totally kill the rush of any blood going to his dick.]

Yeah, right.

[he doesn't succeed in keeping the strain entirely out of his voice as he pushes his underwear down to get his dick out— which at least Tenn can't make fun of him for being too cliche, this time, considering he's on his knees in front of a school desk.]

[ When it's time, he hesitates -- just for a moment. He ... wants to do this, and it isn't the ever-creeping guilt that comes with wanting that stops him, rather than just ... plain nerves.

But, he swallows that down, reaching out to wrap a hand around Gaku's cock and give a gentle pump as he swipes his tongue across his lips, glistening them with saliva before he -- ... takes a readying, cleansing breath, taking the tip of the man's dick into his mouth. ...The taste is weird. The feeling is weird. He can't help but make a soft sound around it, something between confusion and confirmation before he slides his lips further down the shaft and brings it further into his mouth. ]

[Gaku has to breathe slowly to keep himself calm, to keep his instincts reigned in. even if Tenn's inexperienced and going slow, the heat of his mouth and the noises he makes when he wraps his lips around Gaku's cock is still more than enough to get his heart pounding.

he moves his hand to the back of Tenn's head to cradle it, fingers threading through his hair. if this was a real AV scene he'd use that grip to drag him forward, but it's Gaku, and he'd never purposefully do something that rough without Tenn's express permission.]

You look good like that ... keep going. [Tenn had asked him for praise while he was doing this, and Gaku will comply, even if means repeating some dubiously canned responses.]

[ That's ... almost enough to get him to crack. His movement stutters, for a moment, and try as he does he can't hold back the blush that spreads across his cheeks and ears. He'd ... asked for praise, yes, but that was so embarrassing to the core that he almost wants to stop, except ... he really, really doesn't, because he's really, really hungry for this.

Instead, he just focuses on how nice the fingers in his hair feel, flitting his eyes up to lock onto Gaku's (because that's what they do in scenes like this, right--?!) and beginning to lightly bob his head. ]

[Tenn's tentative movements are little more than teases, coaxing his cock to full hardness but giving Gaku little that's close to actual gratification. that's fine, he wasn't expecting this to be technically good, wasn't looking to get more out of this than committing the image of Tenn's lips wrapped around his cock to memory— that much alone makes this worth it.

even when Tenn starts to move, Gaku keeps his hips from rocking forward, steadying himself with another sharp inhale of breath and a low moan, his fingers curling tighter in Tenn's hair. he does it again when Tenn looks up, the entire picture he makes down on his knees utterly debauched.]

[ ...He wasn't reacting the way that Tenn wanted him too. Maybe Gaku is acting too well, too - Maybe he's just too hard to crack. But - Tenn wants to see him come apart, wants to make him flush and gasp and wants to all but control Gaku's body with his mouth, so he picks the pace up, he tries harder. He moves faster, he presses his tongue against the shaft to give harder pressure, he takes it deeper--

---Which, just makes him choke. ]

—Tenn?

[Gaku was not doing a really great job at not moving, so he's not expecting the sudden sensation of Tenn's throat constricting along with that really alarming sound he makes. it's only natural that he panics, just a little, instantly pulling his dick out of Tenn's mouth as his brow knits, barely concealing his worry.]

Hey, are you all right?

[ Ah.

He broke first, then.

Tenn's mad at himself that he messed this up, this over the top obscene scene that he was trying so hard to keep together, to cater directly to Gaku's likes. It was his inexperience that ruined it, and he breathes a soft huff of annoyance out of his nose. ]

...

I'm fine. I'm going to keep going -

[he tries not to look too relieved that Tenn's obviously all right, as if there's much chance of injury through dick choking in general, but hey— Gaku's not into that sort of stuff, okay, he doesn't really know.]

Don't push yourself if you're not comfortable. We don't have to do this.

[Gaku's protests aren't particularly strong, given the fact that his cock's still half hard and wet with saliva mere inches from Tenn's face. it doesn't mean he's not sincere, and wouldn't instantly shift gears at even the briefest hesitation from Tenn.]

...

I want to.

[ It's embarrassing to admit that. It's embarrassing, almost, to say the words 'I want to.' out loud.

He's a little mad that the scene's broken - He had a lot of lines saved up that he never got a chance to use and would never use otherwise, but has to admit that it's a lot more comfortable like this. ]

You can ... be more active in it, if you want.

I wasn't doing anything because I didn't want to choke you like that, idiot.

[there's no heat in Gaku's voice, more affection slipping through than anything, clearly pleased with Tenn's bashful admission. he's always cuter when he's honest like this, being open with the things he wants, and it makes it that much harder for Gaku to deny him.]

If it happens again I'm stopping you.

[ Now that he's been stripped of another mask to hide behind in the form of acting, his nerves and embarrassment shine through. The light blush that's spread across his face deepens, and he changes how he's sitting. There's no need to be so rigid, now that the scene has dissolved and he isn't literally supposed to be begging on his knees in a formal pose. He spreads his knees further apart, makes himself more comfortable -- ... And nods, understanding. ]

...

Tell me what's good, and what's not good.

[ that's Tenn for 'i actually do need guidance and take back what i said before about being able to do it.' ]

[Gaku waits for Tenn to resettle into a more comfortable position, managing to be relatively patient despite having his dick out. this is what he prefers, anyway— Tenn being candid and as comfortable as possible with whatever they do. he does more than enough acting in jobs and interviews, and at least for the moment, he far prefers the real Tenn to some constructed fantasy.]

Sure, as long as you remember that you're the one who asked me to critique your technique.

[because honestly, the number of times Tenn's snapped at him for giving constructive criticism in other situations is way too high for Gaku to take any chances with, especially when his dick's about to go back into Tenn's mouth.]

Shut up, or I'm walking away.

[ He doesn't, though - He takes Gaku's cock back into his hands, giving it a few soft pumps into hardness before wrapping his lips back around it. ...Tenn has no intention of getting critiqued right away, so he starts with slow swipes of his tongue, taking it far into his mouth and then pulling all the way back off. ]

[it's tempting to make some smart remark, because where could Tenn even go, they're already in his room and Gaku's pretty sure he doesn't have a change of normal clothes stashed away somewhere else, and having Ryuu come home to him in a girl's school uniform doing something normal like cooking would just be a mess he's sure neither of them have any intention of dealing with.

that train of thought is cut off when Tenn moves his hand over his cock again, thankfully, and Gaku lets his hand drift back into Tenn's hair when he takes him back into his mouth.]

It's good when you use your tongue. [his voices comes out a little thicker than he intends, the image of Tenn on his knees in front of his still more than enough to keep him aroused.]