[open] would you let me in

[no_kyouken]

Who ⬤ Majima & Open
What ⬤ July 2022 Substories + Etc
Content Warnings ⬤ Cross dress, violence, alcohol, mental illness, probably smut somewhere.

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[demonrebel]

[A high-pitched whine nearly escapes Dante once Majima squeezes his cock. He’s chasing that near release, his body yearning for it in mild convulsions. He bites his bottom lip to keep the moans at bay but he loses that fight quickly as Majima nibbles on his ear. That’s a weak spot there, a major one. Dante didn’t even know that was a thing until the two of them started fooling around. He’s the type to take charge after all. It’s usually him doing all the work since most of his partners relished in having a big strong bloke like him hovering over them. However, Majima is a little different since he likes to give as good as he gets. It’s fun and exciting for Dante, especially since he prefers having active partners.

He gives Majima’s cock another less than gentle tug as he rubs his thumb against the little slit at the top. His fingers are hard and calloused thanks to years of fighting but they’re oddly smooth thanks to the wetness of the lube. Hell, they’re even a little softer in touch but there’s strength lurking within those long fingers. Dante slips his hand down Majima’s cock slowly at first, his thumb tickling the underside of his erection where that thick vein meets.

Truth be told, he likes toying around with Majima like this. He loves to hear his wanton groans as they play, memorizing every note like a song.]

[no_kyouken]

[ He pants close to Dante's ear, starting to get too distracted to really focus on what he's doing anymore. So he rolls up, throwing a knee over Dante's hips. He brings everyone's hands together into one slippery mess, squeezing them tight against one another. It's a much better vantage point for watching Dante toss his head and whine, and it isn't a terrible view from down there either.

Majima is fun and energetic to have in bed. Remembering what sex feels like after the oppressive years in Sotenbori has made him eager to indulge. He's enthusiastic and largely uninhibited. It definitely doesn't hurt to have a demon's stamina to keep up with him. ]

Show me th'money, Dante.

[ The smile might be a little wicked. ]

[demonrebel]

[A surprised chuckle escapes Dante as Majima brings their hands together around their cocks. The friction is enough to make him cum but Dante tried his very best to fight it. He tries and tries but between all that slickness and heat between them, it becomes too unbearable. Dante wants to hide his face as he squirts his passion into Majima’s awaiting hands, the rosy hue upon his cheeks now spreading down to his neck and chest. He feels so hot now, almost like he’s burning with desire. In all truth, he wouldn’t be surprised if he was literally on fire right now.

Dante tosses his head from side to side causing those errant white strands to messily fall upon his damp brow. His eyes are completely blown, the black of his irises rounding as he lets out another deep groan that borderlines on demonic. He cums into Majima’s hand with abandon with a loud gasp. Dante tries in earnest to bite back the moans but he bites his bottom lip so hard that he draws blood. That’s no big deal, though. It’s not like he won’t heal up under a second or two.]

…Fuck!

[His hand clamps down around Majima’s erection with gentle firmness as he rides the last bit of his orgasm. It takes Dante a moment to remember to breathe as he thrusts his cock against Majima’s. He strokes them both with such wanton need since he wants nothing more than to take Majima to ecstasy with him.]

[no_kyouken]

[ Look who's adorable now. Majima watches with glassy-eyed self-satisfaction. The intimate directness of Dante's cock twitching against his own, cum mixing with lube, that really was plenty to make him keen to follow. His chin tips up, breathing heavily. The scale pattern that marks out his tattoo is glossy and vibrant from the heat, red flowers and snakes heaving on his chest in time with his breath. He does not put up any resistance, and he makes low, tense sounds through the grit of his teeth as pressure winds up and then releases in sparks. He manages to stay upright, but not without tension flicking up through the muscles in his back in a jerk, sounding instead relieved and breathlessly amused. That was fun.

He sits panting for a moment before he flops back down into his place in the hollow of Dante's arm. Hot. Sticky. It could have been a kiss he was pressing against Dante's shoulder, if not for the teeth. He's mouthy, this one. ]