no one's ever dredged anything to look for me

[pitfight]

Who ⬤ Majima (meowjima) + his tangled romantic cohorts (Nishi, Izo, and Emily (I'm so sorry Emily))
What ⬤ "bitch get your dog" "he don't bite" "YES HE DO"
When ⬤ Early/Mid May
Where ⬤ Majima's place
Content Warnings ⬤ Nishitani. NSFW either for sex or violence or both

Comments

[no_kyouken]

[ His scoff is incredulous. Come on. He's got a nose like a hawk, he's missing an eye, he's still a little too scrawny, still can't get that facial hair to come in right yet. Majima doesn't think he's cute at all. That's an emotion entirely relegated to Goromi, who instead knows she's the best looking thing in any room. He only has that kind of confidence when he's at a distance from himself. He's warped, his perceptions of himself ugly and unkind. There is no telling what was said to him in the Hole, things imprinted on him with darkness and humiliation that he only forgets when he's someone else. ]

Shut up. [ A breathy purr under his touch. Majima hooks a knee at Nishitani's hip and encourages the pressure. ] That ain't gonna convince me t'let ya stay.

[ It's fuck and get out. What a cruel mistress. He rolls his hips up lazily, back arching off the floor with a murmur of pleasure. ]

[pitfight]

[ Nishitani kisses at the side of Majima's lips, down to his jaw, teeth sharp where they bite and pull little bruises to the surface. Majima refutes Nishitani and he pulls back to look at the other directly, just as intense as any other time. Whatever, being kicked out, but it's the scoff, the demand for Nishitani to be quiet, that makes him buck. ] I told you, Majima. I don't lie. When I first met you, I could barely keep it in my pants, you were so fucking beautiful, standin up to me like you did. Talent leaks out of your fucking pores, baby, it's a shame no one knew what to do with it until I got my hands on you.

[ His fingers scrape down further, from Majima's chest to his hip, squeezing. ] Everything about you makes me go fucking insane. [ And he presses back in, kisses Majima hard, grinding himself down against Majima, frotting against the other easy. ]

[no_kyouken]

[ An amused huff of breath. Nishitani can insist it's the absolute truth all he wants, Majima's never going to co-sign it. Even when he does finally crack, his own self-aggrandizement is just a piece of theater. There is a hole inside of him where self-loathing has been living since well before he swore up. Maybe that's what truly owns Majima, far more than any of the other entities that would like to say they do.

His voice is low and throaty, teasing, ]

Nah, I hadn't noticed.

[ Really, Majima is just curious what it would feel like to be that infatuated with someone. Is it heaven, or is it hell? His considerations are cut short in favor of tightening his long legs at Nishitani's waist, breath catching briefly. Whichever it is, it's intense to be the object of affection; head full of endorphins and all the lines of good sense blurry. His tail is stuck at the bottom of this messy heap, flicking restlessly. ]