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[ Thoma's flushed all over by this point, gaze hazy but what focus he can manage is entirely on Ayato. He has to admit that it's Doing Something to him, the way his lord keeps working him up and winding him back down, and the closest he can describe it is a growing desperation for anything Ayato would give him. ]

[ Anything. ]

[ Also an embarrassingly high amount of whining on his part, that as well. Just like the one that mixes with a groan as he meets the other's gaze ]

I feel like you already know the answer to that...

{ he smiles at the answer he gets, a little amused but full of adoration. }

Mm, just as I know you'd like to continue. Do I keep distracting you? You removed your fingers, after all. Perhaps you'll allow me to help?

{ he reaches for his hand then, pulling it to his lips. }

Or perhaps you'd rather I took care you now?

[ Take care of him how. ]

[ The question burns on his mind and curiosity wars with a sense of duty; he wants to take care of Ayato because he always does, of course, but the temptation that his lord presents to him is just that. A cool and alluring temptation he can't help but be curious about. ]

How would you do that... ?

Well, { he has to be careful of his side during this, that's the important thing they both have to bear in mind. so maybe taking the opportunity to take this slowly and enjoy teasing thoma would be a good thing. } that would ruin the surprise, wouldn't it?

{ but he will shift himself up now, hovering over the other as he leans forward onto the bed with his hand on one side, the other sliding over thoma's thigh to pull it up. each movement is slow and careful until he can slide back with one of thoma's legs lifted until his ankle rests against his shoulder, the other draped over his thigh now. }

But I'd rather like to show you how cherished you are in return.

{ and then his head turns to leave soft, warm kisses against his calf. }

[ A good thing for who, definitely not Thoma's sanity. ]

[ A whole range of emotions flashes obviously over the housekeeper's face, from startled to intrigued to flustered, but his attention never wavers from Ayato for even a moment. Even as he finds himself back on the bed resting on his elbows, drawing in a breath at those soft kisses against his leg. ]

A-Ayato-

[ The tables are feeling very much turned right now. ]

{ in this case he is being completely selfish, definitely a good thing for ayato.

his lips slide down, a peek of tongue grazing skin as his mouth follows the curve of his knee. his other hand shifts to hold onto thoma's hip, thumb rubbing over the skin there. }

I do wonder if I tease you enough whether you'll show me what you really want.

{ he trails his lips a bit lower, before he bites the skin. }

[ Thoma is not going to survive Ayato being selfish, and while he might wholeheartedly encourage it in most scenarios, this particular one is so dangerous. ]

[ His gaze is still fixated on the other's every movement, absently licking his lips. Strange how dry his mouth suddenly feels, certainly it must not have anything to do with how every inch of his skin sparks to life under Ayato's tongue. ]

Is it not obvious enough that I want yo- ah-!

[ And there goes the last of his breath with that bite, the softest whine escaping his lips. ]

{ it's incredibly dangerous. he's about to have Too Much Power.

his eyes follow the tongue that licks over lips, missing the kisses now that he's too far away to lean for them. but this is a good alternative, isn't it? thoma's thigh under his lips and tongue.

his eyes don't close as he bites down, turned up to thoma's face as his tongue flattens over the red mark made on the skin after, a weak attempt to soothe it. a small kiss is pressed against it, much softer and gentler than moments before, and then he moves lower. his other hand presses onto thoma's other hip as he slides one knee back then another. he is, at least, taking every movement carefully and slowly, aware of the bandages over his side.

and then he's pressing his mouth lower, low enough that as his head tilts and hair falls forward due to gravity the ends likely brush against thoma's groin. this time instead of biting, he sucks hard on the skin until another mark forms. he seems rather pleased with himself too, when that bruises red under his mouth. }

[ He already has too much power!! ]

[ This is hands-down the worst staring contest he's ever been involved in, because all he wants to do is follow the methodical movements of Ayato's mouth over him but all he can do is drown in his lord's eyes on him. And even if he can't look away, he can feel every little thing that Ayato does to him like a shock to his system. Each small kiss and trace of his lips sends goosebumps over his body and drags soft inhales and whimpered gasps out of his own mouth in response. Even that innocent brush of his lord's hair against his body has him shuddering. ]

[ But it's that bite that makes his toes curl and his face flushes even darker red with that realization. ]

[ He's melting entirely under the other's hands and lips and both his body and his expression make it obvious how wanting he is for more. ]

Please... Please, more.

{ his hand shifts to hold the back of his thigh, thumb turning to slide over the mark he's left behind. and finally, that eye contact breaks as his eyes dip down to admire his handy work. }

When you ask me in such a way, how can I refuse?

{ only this time he leans to the other side, hand smoothing over the hip he left behind as his mouth moves to the other. there's a lick against skin first, before he bites down again. his eyes never shut completely though, instead turned back up towards thoma's face as he leaves more and more marks on his skin.

unlike last time though he slides back up again, sucking and biting over his stomach, his abs, tongue tracing his way back up to his nipples again until he can swirl his tongue over one. the hand on his hip raises, palm gliding up over his chest slowly, as though he's committing every groove into memory. }

Thoma. { he starts slowly, puffing air against the nub that's very close to being abused again. } Would you like to return the favour and mark me as well?

{ now the question is whether he has the mind to answer that just yet as instead of just tongue his teeth gently nip there instead. }

[ Thoma continues to learn that it is fully possible to get bullied while also getting everything you're asking for. At least, when Ayato is involved. ]

[ Each mark gets anywhere from a soft whine to a moan muffled into a hastily raised hand, left a shivering and panting mess under his lord's meticulous work over his body with more and more noises buried into his hand. Each nip and lick is engraved in more ways than one, as he's quite sure he'll never be able to forget the feeling of Ayato's mouth over him from now on. In his defense, who could survive such focused attention from Kamisato Ayato like this? ]

Ye-mmn-!

[ The haziness in his gaze is clear as day when his attention is pulled back in, another moan wrenched out at the attention his nipple is receiving. He'd never thought he was sensitive there but apparently! Someone is here to prove him wrong! ]

[ Even if he can't manage out the words, he can give an eager nod of his head, half hidden by that hand he's embarrassingly drooled on from all the moans he's been trying to hide. ]

Edited 2023-06-10 08:10 (UTC)

{ someone is here to prove him very wrong and the more thoma moans into that raised hand, the more he's spurred on to keep going with it.

he'll at least offer some reprieve when he gets a muffled word of agreement (or he assumes that was what he was trying to say) followed by the nod. he gives one last lick before sitting up, his hand reaching to curl around the wrist thoma has pulled in front of his face. }

Sit up for me, please?

{ his thumb strokes gentle, soothing and encouraging motions on his skin while he gazes down at him with a loving look on his face. he's very endeared that he's managed to make thoma such a mess in such a short period of time when he lacks the experience to do so--if anything he'd just responded to his wish of being marked more. he's just very pleased this is the reaction he got out of him from it.

while he could keep going, curiosity is also there. why was it affecting thoma so much? why did he want this? and so that offer came. he also recognises if he doesn't give him a break he'll never be able to find out, so here they are. thoma has a few minutes where ayato's mouth will stop bullying him. mostly. }

You can mark me wherever you like.

[ Ayato, please, Thoma is ridiculously attracted to you, is that much not insanely obvious yet? The man could be drinking miso soup and Thoma would go nuts- ]

[ It takes him a moment before he follows the instruction, pushing himself up as directed with some effort. The small break is appreciated because there's no way Thoma could have sensibly continued with his task without it. Which was probably Ayato's point. ]

[ But Thoma wants to leave a mark both where he and Ayato could see it, and more importantly, no one else could. Though they may not need to hide the way they would have back in Inazuma, he imagines that having Ayaka see such obvious signs of their activities would be too much for the young woman. So those same few moments of respite are used to quite seriously consider the other man's bared body before leaning in. ]

Your shoulder.

[ A shame that Ayato is prone to wearing yukata at home, because there's a very real temptation to bite at the base of his neck. But further along his shoulder should do. ]

{ excuse him for finding it hard to believe how lucky he is that thoma feels this way about him-

but he does shift to make it easier, moving his legs until he straddles him instead again, weighing his legs down while giving himself to hold onto. his hands move to start sliding up and down thoma's arms gently, waiting patiently for him to get his breath back, to have some semblance of mind again.

but when thoma speaks, he tilts his head invitingly, a teasing smile on his face. }

I said anywhere you'd like, Thoma, you needn't wait for my permission.

[ nts buy Ayato more mirrors- ]

Perhaps I was distracted in thought and admiration of your body...

[ The words are half-murmured behind a deep blush as Ayato smoothly slides himself into his lap once more. The man is truly killing him with each move he makes and Thoma doesn't yet know how aware his lord is of that fact. All he's currently aware of is leaning in to press his mouth to a spot on the other's shoulder low enough down that it's not easily revealed by a loosely worn yukata. ]

[ To credit his sanity, he takes his time with leaving the mark, pressing kisses between his nips and nibbles over his lord's pale skin, as if he could spend all day making this single mark. ~~He would~~. ]

{ to be fair other than the one in the bathroom he probably doesn't have any here...

either way. the comment does bring forth a smaller smile to his lips, along with a rise of a flush to his face again. }

Then I suppose I shouldn't be so impatient.

{ he tilts his face slightly, nuzzling his nose against the side of thoma's temple. the nips and nibbles he leaves are probably much softer and gentle than what ayato had done, where his teeth left marks upon the other's skin. it makes his heart flutter a little, the fact the other is being so careful. caring? even.

it does, at least, ease some of that impatience. his head tips forward, resting against the other as he hums softly under his breath. }

That does feel rather nice.

[ On the one hand that could be fixed on the other that could easily become a danger to Thoma's sanity as Ayato continued to explore kinks- ]

[ It's true though, that he's far gentler than he might have been if he were leaving a hickey on anyone else, but the attention to detail he gives is far beyond what he would ever do for anyone else. He wants this single mark to last and he's not pulling away until it's a deep color on Ayato's pale skin. ]

Mm... I'm glad. I'd hate for it to hurt...

{ truer words have never been written-

but either way the laugh that follows what thoma says between those nibbles is soft, breathy. }

I wouldn't. You can do it a little harder if you'd like, or... { his hand reaches to find thoma's then, rubs the skin of his wrist as he raises his hand to his lips and licks his tongue over thoma's fingertips. } You can claim me in other ways, if you'd prefer.

{ he presses two of those fingers past his lips now, tongue eagerly covering them similar to how thoma had been doing before this whole marking session began. }

Ah-

[ It's amazing how, in spite of getting absolutely distracted from his original intent just minutes earlier, his mind slams straight back into it with just those words. Okay, those words and Ayato pulling his fingers into his mouth, that also helped. ]

[ That helped a lot. ]

[ There's a twitch of his fingers inside Ayato's mouth, curling to press against his tongue as he's quite thoroughly distracted away from darkening that mark further. ]

Mm- that, I want that.

{ his hands drop slowly down along thoma's arm, before coming to rest against his sides. ayato's lips part just enough so he can lean to sink the other's fingers deeper. he hums around them, lips twitching as he holds back a smile.

he's thorough in the way his tongue presses up and curls around them, wetting them to the best of his ability. it's only after a few minutes he pulls his mouth away to murmur: }

Then I'll be in your care.

[ How is anyone supposed to survive Ayato's sheer seductiveness, Thoma would like to know for science reasons. ]

Mm, tell me if it's uncomfortable at all...

[ Because he has to do this quickly, before he's distracted by Ayato existing nakedly in his vicinity once more. He'd already been dangerously to an orgasm just from Ayato biting him. ]

[ His newly dampened fingers move around his body to brush over the curve of his ass, resisting any further distractions as they find their way against his entrance. He rubs his finger against there, pressing a soft kiss over the mark on Ayato's shoulder before finally pressing his finger in. Slow and shallow movements, gaze turned to watch Ayato's expression carefully. ]

Of course.

{ the smile he gives in return is meant to be reassuring, but it drops with a faint sigh as thoma moves on with this. there's no shock, at least, considering he's already fingered himself merely two nights ago but it's definitely a little more of a burn without the use of actual store bought lube compared to saliva.

his eyes flutter closed as his lips part, reminding himself to breathe as he forces his body to relax. the flush on his face seems to be back with a vengeance though, especially when his head tips back slightly and he almost moves to press back. }

More, Thoma. Please.

[ Ayato did what- ]

[ If Thoma knew there was lube in this room he'd be insisting on grabbing it, but as things are, he's being slow and careful instead, hopefully not painfully so (in both ways). He lets his finger sink in, slowly swirling it around inside of Ayato before working in a second while it's still wet. ]

Mm, we have to be careful...

{ :) }

{ and potentially run into ayaka when running to get it? would either of them want that right now? no. he'll be fine. }

Of course, but you-- mm --don't need to be overly precious about it.

[ He'd die that's true. ]

But- does it not hurt?

[ Is this not new to him?? Thoma had been very squirmy his first time. ]

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