( OPEN / CLOSED — LOG: 1 ) CATCH-ALL

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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.

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[ahost]

[ okay, this is no longer within the 'cute' turf— especially when akira started rubbing their hips together. the fabric of his pants can only hide so much, and yuuji is starting to get nervous about forcing the situation to a certain route when it doesn't beg for it. he exhaled a heavy breath, arching his neck and staring upward as those sharp teeth teased his sensitive skin, sending shivers down his spine. another shaky breath as he felt warmth seeping down his throat, and yuuji knew he was bleeding. it wasn't a deep wound, nothing worth the panic; just enough to rile him up more, though.

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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_{[ It felt oddly natural to let Yuuji kiss him and tease him with his tongue. The hands wandering over his body excite him as well and he makes a surprised noise when Yuuji lands his hands right on the apex of his back end. Gingerly, Akira dips into yet another kiss, his hands shifting more towards Yuuji's front, thumbs settling in the dips of the sorcerer's pelvis. Perhaps he was curious about touching him lower and seeing how attracted to that he could be, but now.. the scent of fresh blood hits his nose again and it kind of reels him back into reality as he notices the small wound on Yuuji's throat caused by his excitement. The taste on his mouth and the scent in the air really registers. Did.. he really just draw blood from Yuuji by accident? ]}

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. ]}

[ahost]

[ he didn't protest for a very simple reason: yuuji likes it. alas, there's doubt behind his gaze as he watched akira's reaction to all of this, noting the lack of confidence he's suddenly adopting at the thought of 'hurting' someone, cowering behind those fears. that's a shame— that raw boldness is his leading appeal.

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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_{[ Yuuji's response surprises Akira for a moment, but then he feels his eyes darken, his gaze traveling to the bit of blood that has pooled along his throat. Blood looked redder ever since Amon fused with him. It was such an alluring color; such an alluring scent. Despite what Yuuji says, Akira dismisses the answer, finding it not really a no and a pretty disagreeable response because, well: ]}

—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. ]}

[ahost]

[ ah, his concerns are ignored; yuuji knew better than to encourage what could ruin many things for them, but he can't help it. the way they kissed this time was different— a lot heavier, very needy, and out of breath already. their bodies pressed against each other, and it was hard to ignore they both reached a point where nothing about this was 'experimental'. yuuji wanted more, far more.

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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<sub>[ Akira doesn’t like it when people try to take control of a situation when he has his heart set on something. Yuuji’s suggestion catches him off guard, not expecting the other boy to be so open with his suggestion and not even expecting the fact Yuuji wanted him in this way. The surprise wears on his face for a moment. Have sex? Full sex? With a guy? He hasn’t even had penetrative sex with a girl. Perhaps another time, before Amon fused with him, when his lust and desire was minimal, he would have some odd chastity about him; not wanting to lose his virginity to just anyone, but someone special. Maybe Miki, perhaps. That would have been his thought process.

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. ]</sub>

… I’ve not had sex with a guy.

<sub>[ 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. ]</sub>

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? ]}

[ahost]

[ he had a feeling akira is not the type to like it when someone else takes the lead, always keen to play the alpha in the relationship, but yuuji would never tiptoe around a situation as well— he shall comply tonight for the sake of allowing his friend to experiment and figure out what he's into. there won't be any power struggle from his side, and if he's honest— he doesn't hate it? he might actually be into this too ...

'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?

[mrfuckwit]

<sub>[ Yuuji's feeling was correct. He didn't like being vulnerable for anyone and somehow taking the lead in all of this makes him want to do it even more. He liked being thought of as someone who could be trusted with a lot of control and direction and he was too prideful to admit his lack of knowledge with this was making him feel apprehensive. Yuuji said he could handle it, so he could handle it. In the back of his mind, something else was making him apprehensive: would he be able to contain his demon when put directly in a sexual situation? Or will something happen again like at the Palace? A concoction of both blood and sex was in the air, now, a perfect enticing aroma. Akira felt like he couldn't back out now. Not when his hormones had peaked and he was talking like that at Yuuji. It was past the point of no return and Akira will just have to do his best.

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. ]</sub>

Look at me all you want.

_{[ A beat. ]}

Touch whatever you want too.

_{[ He's curious to see where Yuuji goes. ]}