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jigokulogs2022-09-13 01:14 pm
mrfuckwit) wrote in jigokulogs2022-09-13 01:14 pm
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( OPEN / CLOSED — LOG: 1 ) CATCH-ALL
Who ⬤ Akira Fudou + anyone.
What ⬤ Catch-all for the next few months.
When ⬤ September — ???
Where ⬤ Anywhere he finds his ass.
Content Warnings ⬤ I'm going to assume he's gonna be naked at some point in here, but none so far.
( recommended listening )
What ⬤ Catch-all for the next few months.
When ⬤ September — ???
Where ⬤ Anywhere he finds his ass.
Content Warnings ⬤ I'm going to assume he's gonna be naked at some point in here, but none so far.
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Still..
His eyes go back to Yuuji once he is stripped down. Another waft of exposed blood hits his nose and it does make Akira's eyes darken slightly. It smelled so good, but it wasn't something that Akira was unfamiliar with— he's had to fight the temptation plenty of times. He shifts next to Yuuji and looks down at their bodies, giving his own pecs a nice flex too, followed by his arms until he's posed for a moment. A hand steadies on Yuuji's shoulder. It was pretty obvious who was the winner here after Akira has studied them both for a moment. ]
This one goes to me, I'm afraid. Take it as a challenge to work out more!
[ Oh.. that's right. ]
You wanted me to rate it, didn't you?
[ How silly. ]
Turn around for me.
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... I don't work out.
[ no, he's not trying to impress here, it's the truth. until this very day, yuuji is still unaware that nothing about him is normal, even before all the mess with sukuna. that's a mystery for another day. for now, his lips curved into a cunning smirk. whether akira had no interest in boys or not, the sorcerer had always been honest— led by the ideology that it's nice to feel wanted. ]
Okay, you're kinda riling me up now.
[ alas, he does turn around; hands settling on his hips as he struck a playful pose. yuuji is confident about this. this is his area of expertise— the peaches! he knew between his roommates, he got this going for him. megumi is the pretty one, akira with the big tits, but he has the nice ass! ]
Well?!
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Right. His ass.
It's not the first thing that Akira's eyes go to, though. He takes this moment to look at the muscles rippling along Yuuji's back— something he hadn't noticed before even if he had seen Yuuji around the apartment shirtless before— the way his body expands and deflates when he breathes... the blood and bruises speckled all over him like decorations. Something about all of this makes Akira's body warm pleasantly. ]
8.5.
[ It's a nice ass, and Akira is just now realizing that he's just purely checking Yuuji out and appreciating him. The other boy will suddenly feel a pop right on his back end. ]
8. It doesn't move much when I hit it.
[ If this was a come on, why isn't Akira calling Yuuji out on it and getting out of this situation? Why is he curious enough to entertain it? ]
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it's fine. totally fine— except, was it? there is something about this boy that kept him on the edge, and maybe it's not as innocent as yuuji is forcing himself to believe. sorcerers are always sensitive to the energy around them, and akira is certainly unique. with his kindness, there is also enmity; an odd mix that made yuuji perceive him in a certain way.
the spank was unexpected, and his eyes fluttered wide open; back straight. he glanced at the other, unsure of how he felt about it. this is new! he should be angry, right? however, he isn't. it's a good thing he's the type to get distracted easy, because- ]
Just 8?!! What do you mean it doesn't move? It's not supposed to???
[ isn't that exclusive to girls? he has never seen a guy with that kinda ass. he turns around, sighing and accepting the score; not really bothered to protest. he tilts his head, looking a bit disappointed as he muttered: ]
... You're not easy to please.
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Yuuji will feel him squeeze one of the other boy’s biceps, his other hand taking Yuuji by the wrist to pull his arm out for further analysis. ]
These are nice though.. 8.5..
[ His warm touch is gone as soon as it showed up, and Yuuji will feel him splay his hand over the younger teen’s abdomen in exchange. ]
Looks good here, too. I’d say a 9.
[ Akira wasn’t completely clear with what he was doing or what he could potentially be insinuating. He just felt like he wanted to touch Yuuji in this moment so he did. It was attraction, though, and it wasn’t anything that Akira ever had explored before.
He wanted to continue.
He shifts, closing the distance between them a little. ]
Hey. There’s something about you that is a 10, though..
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[ oh, something is happening. yuuji blinks slowly, watching as akira got himself comfortable with this little rating game— his touch is bold and maybe a bit intimidating to the point it kept the sorcerer in place. regardless, yuuji found himself more interested in paying close attention to akira's features instead of following the brush of his fingers against his skin; it didn't mean he was oblivious to the way it made him feel. he's very much aware of how starved he is to this type of attention, almost leaning in when the other moved closer. almost.
but he didn't. and yet— there's a smile on his bruised lips; the warmth on his cheeks spread to the tip of each ear; the intoxicated bliss behind his dreamy gaze isn't subtle either. it really didn't match with the following confession: ]
I'm not taking my pants off.
[ because that's the only part akira hasn't seen so far, right? unless the guy will ruin the moment by saying 'your kind personality is a 10'. that mushy nonsense didn't fit in this mischievous vibe at all, even when yuuji would've appreciated it at another time. he did, however, reach to grab the other's wrist. he didn't push akira's hand away yet, so the hold lingers as he asked. ]
Are you curious about something?
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I didn't say anything about your dick. Just for that, I'm not going to tell you. Not today.
[ The mischievous air about him continues, but now he's very much leaning in and shamelessly taking in Yuuji's scent with a deep inhale right against the slope of his neck. All of that blood.. it smells so good to him. He desires it all over him, warming his skin and seeping deliciously into his mouth. His dark eyes flit to meet Yuuji's, a little uneasy with his confession because exploring something like this was new: ]
I'm curious about you, Yuuji. Wanna mess around with me a little and see how it goes?
[ It's his turn to feel his face heating up— just enough to be noticed against his tanned skin if Yuuji is paying any attention to that. His proposition is unclear: just what did "mess around" mean anyway? He didn't seem like he wanted to talk about what it meant exactly. ]
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— mess around? boy, this is turning into a wild ride. ]
... sure.
[ it's forward and simple; yuuji can work with that. he likes it better when he's not conflicted or when the other is speaking in riddles. akira wants to fool around, and considering the progress of the night— it's clear what he's referring to. that's when he let go of his wrist, giving the other boy the freedom to do whatever he wants, while allowing himself to do the same. in which yuuji brought their bodies even closer; his hands then began to smooth up akira' chest, his shoulders, all the way up until he buried both hands in his dark hair, nails grazing his scalp softly.
equally curious, yet not timid at all. as if they've done this many times already. he slows down, searching those eyes and reassuring his friend one last time- ]
We can stop anytime you want. It won't hurt my feelings if you changed your mind and it stopped feeling good, okay?
[ for someone who said he's not into boys, yuuji knew this is nothing more than a need to experience something different. and he's fine with it. ]
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What he did know, though, was demons saw sex as sex, regardless of anatomy. Akira would be lying if he said his wet dreams had gotten tamer since Amon melded with him. Despite being a virgin, his interest in sex had definitely heightened since he gained the demon's blood. Is that how far he wanted this to go? He couldn't say for sure, but he knew he wanted to touch and kiss Yuuji and feel good with him, whatever that entailed.
He gets visible goosebumps when his body is touched, flushing lightly again, but he nods, as if silently telling Yuuji the same thing. But then, it's green light to go, and Akira splays his hand on Yuuji's abdomen, pushing him until he hits the nearest vertical surface if he will allow him. He doesn't want to tell Yuuji he lacks experience; he wants him to think he's had plenty of experience, so he's perhaps going to be more of a try-hard with enthusiasm. Instantly, his lips latch down against the slope of Yuuji's neck, taking in some of the taste of that dried blood while kissing him. It tasted good and he resists the intrusive thought to sink his fangs into Yuuji's skin to draw more blood out, instead shifting to kiss the corner of his mouth, just teasing kissing him on the lips.
Likewise, his hands travel to Yuuji's chest, too eager to give them a squeeze. he loved lady tits, so how did he feel about man tits? He's too zealous to find out, so his hands continue to smooth and press around here, taking in how emotions and curiosity while doing so. ]
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with his back pressed against the wall, yuuji refused to loosen his grip around those dark locks, content to do some tugging as akira dared to go in for a taste— the rough texture of his tongue is fucking intoxicating against his fresh wounds. so feral! ♥ the sorcerer didn't mind. he also didn't mind the distinct taste of copper in his mouth as the other boy kissed him, only then did he loosen his jaw and closed his eyes; melting into it. that was so dirty and he absolutely loved it.
the kiss? the initial idea is to go slow and make it sweet. but, damn, that boy is really touching him in such a vulgar manner that yuuji found himself struggling to keep that promise, breath stuttering between their lips.
akira just kept fondling, squeezing, and wow— is it supposed to feel this good?! it didn't help that his back was pressed flush against the wall, and he could shift his hips for a bit of friction where their bodies met.
but, he didn't. because— he needs to take it slow and let akira move at his own pace. ]
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The kiss comes and goes quickly and Akira parts his lips, strings of saliva and blood getting lapped away by his tongue as he savors the taste. He could taste a difference in the blood of Yuuji's and the blood of his enemies, so which one on his tongue tasted better? He's not certain, but it didn't matter. Yuuji might have expected him to back down after this, but he instead asserts himself flush against him, pressing their torsos together as he dips down to kiss the front of Yuuji's throat, his sharp incisors accidentally grazing across the sorcerer's skin in a bout of enthusiasm. It probably stung. It definitely felt different than a human's set of teeth. Akira is becoming keenly aware this is treading further into greedy lust and his mouth parts again to exhale a hot breath. Akira allows his hands to settle at Yuuji's hips. ]
Hey.. I'm attracted to you, I think..
[ His mouth moves to the curve along Yuuji's jaw, his eyes falling heavy and halfway open. ]
Is that kind of crazy?
[ It's weird for him. He's never really been attracted to men before and it's not like he's known Yuuji for a long time. He'd argue whatever appeal he found in Ryo was because of his feminine features. But Yuuji.. he didn't look like that. He was more masculine.
Akira really needs to not get so hung up on stuff like this. ]
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he then started to wonder— is the scent of fresh blood harder to resist?
despite it all, a smile brightens his heated face; finding it endearing how innocently excited akira is. he really did mean it when he said he wanted to mess around, and he's keeping that honor as he figures out his own preferences. yuuji's tone is a bit coarse as he answers- ]
Well, I am flattered ...
[ relaxing a bit, he leaned over to catch akira's lips; beckoning him to another kiss. this time yuuji felt comfortable enough to brush the tip of his tongue over those fangs; tasting more of his own blood into it. his hands begin to explore the other boy's body, far too restless to stay still. they trace over his firm muscles, biceps, and even down his lower back— spreading his fingers over the curve of his ass. ]
You might be into boys and girls. Like me.
[ - he whispered against their kiss. whether that's the case for akira, or perhaps it is purely influenced by the desires of a demon and not his own— yuuji didn't know. so far it seems this boy is enjoying more perks than misgivings. ]
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Oh, shit, Yuuji.. are you alright? I didn't mean to do something like that.. um.. you didn't say anything either.
[ This was a bad idea. After all, he hadn't really put himself in this kind of sexy scenario to practice keeping some of his darker instincts at bay. A hand reaches up to his own mouth, blushing as the last of the blood taste spills down his throat. It's pretty blood, though. What a waste to just wipe it up. ]
Do you mind if I just—
[ His tongue smacks his mouth, implying he'll just continue to lick him clean if that's okay. He'll respond to Yuuji's suggestion in just a moment. ]
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at the second question, the sorcerer considers it, and then he offered akira an apologetic smile. ]
I'm not gonna be the reason you realize humans taste better.
[ because they do. sharing a body with a cursed spirit who would feast on them promised yuuji they are a better meal. he likes akira, he doesn't want to encourage a reason to get him kicked out of the apartment. still a bit feverish from all the sexual tension, yet yuuji relaxed more into the wall behind him; lashes low. ]
I don't mind a lot of things, but I'll be careful with my roommates. So ... it's best not to explore that side.
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—That won't happen.
[ He won't eat humans. Just like how Akira said he could "handle himself" around Yuuji soaked in blood. If Yuuji doesn't mind this, that's all that matters, so, he helps himself, sealing his mouth over the small scrape he had accidentally made, drawing fresh blood out of Yuuji into his mouth and then lapping any remaining blood clean and off of him. He makes a low, satisfied noise before popping off his flesh and handling Yuuji by his jawline, forcing him into another blood-laced kiss. By now, he's grown rather hard and his breath drawn ragged, heart pounding at the prospect of sex and the taste of blood in his mouth. A thin veil of sweat has surfaced over his skin, body unnaturally warm. Through their kiss, he makes his honest desire clear: ]
I want you on your knees.
[ It's all he has experience with and Akira loved being the receiver. He can only imagine what Yuuji looks like with his cock thrusting in his mouth and he wants to see it for himself. Asserting his hands on Yuuji's shoulders, he attempts to flip their position so Akira can have the vertical surface to rest on and give Yuuji room to position himself on the floor. ]
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hearing akira express what he wants openly is admirable, and appreciated. he didn't like the guessing game, not when it comes to intimacy— everything should be clear from the start, black and white. however, his friend is being a bit selfish, isn't he? ]
Or ... we can have sex.
[ he returns the boldness with his own, pulling back to wipe his mouth clean with the back of his fingers. the sorcerer seemed to struggle to keep his calm, but the easy smile didn't falter. he's not about to tease akira nor waste his time. they both get a say in this, after all. staring down at that perfectly toned body, yuuji went ahead and hooked his index finger over the hem of the other's pants; tugging just enough so he could sneak a peek at his arousal. ]
You've tried this before, right? getting your dick sucked. Have you ever fucked someone, though?
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But now he’s here in Hell, where rules and morals are different. Now he’s a changed person in both biology and personality, and he had been so busy fighting demons with Ryo to even think about boning someone. That mission has set sailed and is gone for now, and although Akira wants to fulfill his contract so he can leave here and resume protecting humanity, he might as well enjoy his life here while he can. And anyway, losing his virginity to Yuuji wouldn’t be bad to begin with. He has blossomed some playful affection for the other teenager, attracted to his kindness and his handsome body.
The pull on his elastic and cold air hitting his hot groin snaps him back to reality after he has processed the question. Does he want to do something like this? Akira is startled by his quickly his mind decides that, yes, he would like to take this further and have sex with Yuuji. The other question was personal and Akira doesn’t want to sound like a loser, having an odd stigma about the topic. He doesn’t like lying but he doesn’t want to just be clear with the fact he’s a virgin either. ]
… I’ve not had sex with a guy.
[ Or a girl. Or anyone. But he leaves that part out. He feels a sense like he needs to do this, now. To prove something to Yuuji. What that is remains a mystery.
He seizes Yuuji’s hand off of him and wraps his arms tightly around Yuuji’s waist, holding him close and.. rather possessively. Hm. ]
But I want you to myself. You…
[ Another inhale of his scent— peppering kisses along his dirty neck. ]
You smell so good. I can smell so much of you right now. Let me fuck you.
[ —now how does he fuck a guy? The dick just goes in the ass, right? ]
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'I want you to myself' is a dangerous statement. so beautifully selfish and yuuji found himself falling into it, even when he knew that's a promise he could never keep. then again, it might be a mere confession influenced by burning desires, and they will both neglect it once their hormones settle down to normal. he'll just enjoy it, enjoy akira, enjoy those kisses and the way he held him. he arched his neck back, exposing more of his skin— his hot tongue tasting every smear of blood, making his breath shudder. ]
Seriously ... I can handle it.
[ a kind reminder not to apologize for anything that might happen later. after all, if it gets too much, they promised each other to stop if anyone gets uncomfortable, and he trusts akira not to lose himself to the extent of dismissing that. he sighed heavily, his hands reaching up to fondle his hair again; shifting a bit to add some friction so akira could feel his excitement. he then tries to pull away, not from the other's touch— but to beckon him to get more comfortable.
he nods towards the bedroom- ]
Shall we?
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Already, though, he makes a bellowing noise that sounds more animal than human when Yuuji teases him with a roll of his hips. He felt that and he wanted to be all over that; a sensation he never thought he would feel for another guy but he's accepted it about himself now, especially after confessing to Yuuji he was attracted to him. The need to want Yuuji all to himself was just a bunch of sultry talk, egged on by Akira's aroused state and possibly by Amon's influence of greed. Yuuji was right; it's a desire that will probably fade after he's had his way with him.
He settles his hand on the small of Yuuji's back, escorting him to the bedroom and shutting the door behind him. He takes in a deep breath, and now that they are in privacy, he feels like he can unleash some of the roughness he had been suppressing in case someone (Megumi) walked in on them. He'll push and shove the other boy until he is settled on the mattress and climb on to join him, quickly tugging on his own pants and undergarments until he is fully exposed, revealing himself to Yuuji with what seems to be hardly any shame. He knew his body and what he was packing was attractive. It was such an upgrade from what he was before Amon fused with him, so he's pretty arrogant in that regard. ]
Look at me all you want.
[ A beat. ]
Touch whatever you want too.
[ He's curious to see where Yuuji goes. ]