Who ⬤ Azem + FOLKS What ⬤ Catch-all for July, various dates and stuff When ⬤ shortly after Ember 2.0 launch Where ⬤ Around the city Content Warnings ⬤ will update as needed
[ He lowers one of his forearms to the dirt, leaning in on top of them. The utter freedom to be whatever he wants with Azem really does charm him. He's had to fit and confine himself inside of different roles to survive in his life, but that doesn't seem to truly suit him. Today he can be stupid and young, tomorrow he can be superior and beautiful, and later back to Shuten lieutenant. It doesn't matter. ]
Are ya gonna be a good sport?
[ Doubtful, he lets go of their hands anyway. Cupping their cheek and kissing them. ]
I dunno, am I? [ They grin up at him, eyes twinkling as he lets go of their hands.
They see the kiss coming and meets it with a pleased little hum. They could try to flip Majima over and pin him down, but they're perfectly okay with their current position beneath him.
Besides, who doesn't want to be beneath a powerful man every once and a while?
Their hands move, slipping into his hair while the other moves to his shoulder. ]
[ He lowers a little more of his weight, pressing close to them. This is an utter fantasy for him, the kind of indulgence he wasn't allowed to have in his life. He really would have been screwed if someone caught him like this. It doesn't matter. So he kisses them deeply, tangles his fingers in their hair and runs his palm down their chest and ribs; focused on the powerful body underneath him. ]
[ Azem lets out a groan as they feel Majima's weight press down on them. Then tangle of his fingers in their hair and the sensation of their fingers traversing exposed skin. It's all wonderful and their own hands wander in turn. Seeking to remove Majima's pesky shirt. It's probably obvious at this point how the whole situation has them aroused and they can't help but roll their hip up against the larger man.
Again, they wouldn't understand those feelings. What does it matter if someone wants to have a little fun with someone of the same sex? Granted, Azem can change that on the fly so they're able to suit whatever someone else wants. ]
[ He's happy to lift his chest and shrug the shirt off, he fights it off his wrist with a haphazard flick. When he settles back down, it's to run his tongue down their chest. The serpent's tongue is a sensitive organ, the distinct taste of each of his lovers is a unique pleasure. He makes it down to the band of their pants, taking hold and wriggling them down, off.
He pushes a stray strand of hair from his forehead as he leans down, extending the long tongue to lick at their growing arousal. Forked tongue cirling the crown and slit. ]
[ Once that shirt of his is out of the way, Azem begins to run their hands over Majima's chest to his shoulder then to his back as the other man moves lower. They let their nails drag over his flesh, fascinated by how his skin feels. They'll eventually find their way into Majima's hair, letting their fingers thread through the strands.
What is equally as fascinating is the way Majima's tongue feels. Azme lets out a low moan, hips rising a bit as their cock twitches against Majima's tongue. They feel like they get to play around with form as much as they'd like so the sensations feel heightened. ]
[ His hair tie falls out entirely as they card through his hair, he just swipes a hand up along his temple to smooth it all off to one side. He'll relinquish the task of keeping it out of the way to them though. When they buck up, he parts his lips just a bit, taking them into his mouth with a teasing slowness. His hands slide under their ass and squeeze. ]
[ Azem's happy to gather up that hair and keep it out of the way, fingers tightening in it and pulling a little as they groan. Feeling his hand move around to their ass results in them squirming a little.
They're not too wrapped up in how Majima is making them feel to pull a hand away from his hair and summon up a little bottle of lube. You know, just in case. ]
[ His sensation is a little dulled because of the scales, but not so with his mouth. He enjoys putting it everywhere, enjoys biting everywhere too. He earnestly enjoys getting to go down on them, mouth wet and eager. A hand slides up to hook one knee over his shoulder, keeping their body close and wrapped with his. He teases for a little while before he pulls back with a pop of suction that leaves their cock bobbing. His good eye flicks up, glassy and intent.
He smirks, just a little, ]
That's a good trick. Ya have t'pull that one out a lot?
[ Majima's mouth is certainly a distraction. The little change in position is enough to limit just how much they can move their hips. Instead, Azem's grip tightens on his hair and tugs. Their cock is throbbing with need by the time Majima lifts his head. ]
Ah... Every now and again. [ They manage after a moment as they look down at him through heavily lidded eyes.. ]
[ He pushes up over their body to kiss and bite at their jaw and throat. He keeps a few lubed condoms around in his wallet for impromptu moments, but an actual lubricant is a superior option. He coaxes it out of their hand, wetting his own fingers before brushing them down to play with their opening. Rutting around on the slope up the riverbed with a friend is definitely a fantasy he's never gotten to fulfil. He's more prone to following propriety in public but... well, there's also no one around. ]
[ Azem groans in response to the biting. ] Oh, more of that.
[ They're more than happy to let the other man leave marks on them. They'd love to do the same but those scales of his might make that difficult.
They let go of the lube, after all, there's no reason for them to hold onto it. They hum and squirm a little against him as they feel his fingers brush over their entrance. ]
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Are ya gonna be a good sport?
[ Doubtful, he lets go of their hands anyway. Cupping their cheek and kissing them. ]
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They see the kiss coming and meets it with a pleased little hum. They could try to flip Majima over and pin him down, but they're perfectly okay with their current position beneath him.
Besides, who doesn't want to be beneath a powerful man every once and a while?
Their hands move, slipping into his hair while the other moves to his shoulder. ]
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Again, they wouldn't understand those feelings. What does it matter if someone wants to have a little fun with someone of the same sex? Granted, Azem can change that on the fly so they're able to suit whatever someone else wants. ]
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He pushes a stray strand of hair from his forehead as he leans down, extending the long tongue to lick at their growing arousal. Forked tongue cirling the crown and slit. ]
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What is equally as fascinating is the way Majima's tongue feels. Azme lets out a low moan, hips rising a bit as their cock twitches against Majima's tongue. They feel like they get to play around with form as much as they'd like so the sensations feel heightened. ]
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They're not too wrapped up in how Majima is making them feel to pull a hand away from his hair and summon up a little bottle of lube. You know, just in case. ]
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He smirks, just a little, ]
That's a good trick. Ya have t'pull that one out a lot?
[ He is just teasing. ]
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Ah... Every now and again. [ They manage after a moment as they look down at him through heavily lidded eyes.. ]
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Lucky you.
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[ They're more than happy to let the other man leave marks on them. They'd love to do the same but those scales of his might make that difficult.
They let go of the lube, after all, there's no reason for them to hold onto it. They hum and squirm a little against him as they feel his fingers brush over their entrance. ]