jigokulogs | Open/Closed Prompts

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Open/Closed Prompts

Who ⬤ Nero and you
What ⬤ Open and closed starters
When ⬤ September
Where ⬤ Various
Content Warnings ⬤ Sex in at least one thread

I. Substory #3 Drifter Grifter

[He looks tiredly at the list of crimes of this grifter and for a moment he wonders if Bradley's out there stealing again? He's probably stealing, but is this specifically Bradley or just some idiot he doesn't have to care about?]

Okay, so what did this guy look like? Did he even have any information or was he just dining and dashing?

[Are there, for some reason, giant windows in your bathrooms? How is this guy getting out so easily?]

II. City of Rain, before hours
[Now more than Ever Nero's grateful to have his shop. An oasis of calm in the middle of the din of Jigokuchou. Of course, the quiet rule doesn't come into effect until the shop actually opens. Sometimes it is nice to be able to talk to his employees without having to write everything down on paper.

He has been cooking a little earlier than usual, but that might be because of the new hire. Bradley? Just somebody from home. At least it's very normal for Nero not to say much about himself.

He does send out a text to everyone who works there.]

Breakfast on Friday at 10 if you want to come early.

Tell me what you want.

III. Wildcard
[Give me another prompt or contact me via discord or PM.]

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[ he laughs, knowing full-well nero would rather die than admit his feelings sometimes. the problem is, it's cute to get him flustered like this, so it's worth asking anyway. he leans in again to kiss him briefly. ]

I need other things stroked, too.

[ but yes, he needs his ego stroked and he wants to hear that nero wants him. ]

[He's not letting go of him, like maybe his grip the only thing keeping Bradley here, in this room. Despite the roll of his eyes, he smiles into the kiss.]

Go ahead 'n get undressed.

[ he forgot this isn't like back home where they could just use magic to undress or get other steps out of the way; they actually have to put some effort here, but it's not all bad, he thinks.

he pulls nero along as he takes one step back towards the bed; when he feels the mattress hit the back of his legs, he lets go of nero and sits down, undoing his tie and losing it somewhere on the gaudy carpet, never taking his eyes away from him, not even as he undoes the buttons of his shirt. ]

You should hurry up with that, too.

[Nero does not have to put in any physical effort with some parts of his magic restored. But he won't be using that tonight. He wants to be able to see and feel and touch him.

His own gaze is fixated on Bradley, drinking in every centimeter of exposed skin. It does feel like a treat to watch him undress himself like this, slowly and physically.

His outer jacket gets unbuttoned, as Bradley commands. His jewelry, necklace and bracelets, stay on. The apron jingles slightly as he takes it off, the tell tale noise of his magical artifact.]

[ it's a smart move, to not use magic to undress in front of bradley. something about nero having some of his magic back while bradley himself remains powerless would irk him too much, even though he knows in this place nero is stronger than he is. nero might have left that side of him behind, but he should know pride is everything for those that still consider themselves northerners. it's a pathetic reminder to bradley that he's nobody here - something he'd rather not acknowledge at any point in the near future.

thankfully, nero wasn't the type to take advantage of that.

he works himself out of his pants and the rest of his clothes, revealing the crest on his hip to nero for the first time in awhile. the mere sight of his partner undressing in front of him has him hard already, and even if nero isn't done yet, he'll reach a rugged hand over to pull him closer by the waist. ]

[The northerners are more prideful than they are smart, at least by majority. They can pretend, for the moment, that they're both on the same level, even though Nero knows that's never really been true. At full power Bradley is undoubtedly stronger than him.

He gets as far as dropping his apron, his outer shirt and the t-shirt he wears underneath before he gets pulled close.]

Can't wait?

[He's only half undressed so far.]

Or did you want to undress me yourself? [Open up his own present, so to speak.]

[ of course he can't wait, it's nero. if nero even flirts a little with him at the restaurant, bradley goes through a Moment, so let him have this.

thankfully bradley's pretty shameless, so he's actually proud he's being called out. his hands reach to undo nero's pants - something he doesn't normally do when he has magic, but finds that he knows nero's body and hos choice of clothes well enough to know exactly how to do it with one hand - his other reaching up to touch nero's face, brushing a thumb over his lips. ]

It's both. It's all your fault.

[He licks the tip of Bradley's thumb. Bradley can't expect to put that there and not receive some kind of retaliation, even if it's one that encourages him.

Of course Brad doesn't know the meaning of shame, he tries his best not to smile and fails anyway. Nero helps out where he has to, stepping out of the rest of his clothing. Here he is, nude and crawling into Bradley's lap.]

All? It's a little bit your fault.

[ bradley snorts at his response. fine, he's a little bit at fault, too.

he helps nero settle properly over his hips, securing him in place with his arm as he brushes some hair away from nero's face. he leans in to lick the corner of his mouth with his eyes closed, his cock flush against nero's body, already leaking precum from the tip; nero's weight on his lap is a pleasant memory that time never erased. but then, ah...

wizards don't have to worry about lube and stuff, but he wonders if that's something he has to think about now??? granted, this place has everything but, still. he pulls away and looks at nero, blinking. a little annoyed, though not at him. ]

I guess I can't just do it here, huh.

[ this truly is hell!! ]

[The feeling of Brad this close is familiar. It might've been years since they've done this, but the memory of him feels etched into Nero's soul. There's a certain sense of satisfaction just from being this close to him, even if he would never admit it aloud.]

Sorry, boss. [Almost teasing.] You're gonna have to open me up. [With the normal lube that humans have to use. He looks over at the night table and picks up a bottle of it, handing it over.]

[ UGH nero called him boss!!! as if his dick wasn't hard enough already. he breathes out a chuckle of karmic satisfaction. ]

Haha. I told ya you'd end up callin' me that.

[ he even got right the context of the situation where his nickname would arise. he feels so proud of himself, opening the bottle and spreading a generous amount on his palm. he considers following nero's instructions for a moment, but... nero isn't his boss right now - he said it himself. instead, bradley moves his hand coated in the substance to stroke nero's cock, slowly, from the base to the tip, watching him with a smirk. ]

That means you don't really get to tell me what to do, yeah?

Not in public.

[ There's safety behind closed doors. It doesn't feel weird to call him Boss when he knows it's just the two of them in this room.

Somehow there's a part of him that's a little hurt that he didn't tell Nero to use "Brad" instead. Maybe he really does need a couple strokes to his ego when he arrived depowered.

The moment passes quickly, instead he can focus on Brad's hand stroking him off. ]

You can do what you wanna, for as long as we're in here.

[ Within the confines of the love hotel room, Bradley can get his ego stroked. And his dick, if he so orders. ]

[ he wouldn't ask nero to call him brad, but he would kill anyone else that tries to shorten his name like that. that's nero's privilege - his right of exclusivity. but it's true, more than anything, he needs to feel like he isn't just some random human in this place.

he considered for a moment to simply use his hands on nero's cock and nothing else, just to edge him for as long as possible as a sort of revenge, but he eventually realized it was a poorly planned strategy: in the end, this would only bring nero satisfaction while bradley himself remained completely neglected. he thought for a moment that he could live with that, but a few seconds into it he's already regretting it. he's too greedy, too horny, and too drunk with power to follow through his original stupid plan, after all. it's time to move on to what really matters: himself.

he snorts when nero puts that clause at the end of his words - so bradley's the boss, but only because nero allows it... doesn't that still make nero the boss? thankfully all of bradley's blood is on his dick right now and not his brain so he takes it as a win, using his free hand to hold the back of nero's head and pull him in for a kiss— brief and deep, breaking away with a lick of his lower lip as he speaks in a low tone. ]

...If that's the case, you'll only do what I want. [ suddenly the hand behind nero's head turns into a harsh grip of his hair, jerking his head back so bradley can lean in to lick his neck, leaving a thick trail of saliva all the way to his ear. ] And I want you to suck me off.

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[ He stays mostly still, rocking slightly into the touch of Brad's hand, searching for that warm friction, unaware of the thoughts going through his head right now.

When he gets pulled by the hair, it's almost embarrassing how much he enjoys it, groaning lowly in appreciation. There's something to be said for being manhandled. A shiver runs down his body at the lick and demand. ]

Alright.

[ He has to be let go before he can sink to his knees and between Brad's thighs. ]

[ bradley knows pretty well what nero likes by now, and he's more than happy to oblige. he huffs against his ear, pleased at nero's compliant answer, loosening the grip on his hair. he brings his hand forward to caress the side of his face again - the complete opposite of how harsh he tugged him back a second ago. ]

Good.

[ he might be rough by nature, but he loves nero too much to not have moments of tenderness in between. he pulls his slicked hand away from nero's shaft, giving him ample range to move, finally. ]

[ The combination of gentle tenderness and rough manhandling has him going. He knows he's treasured by Bradley, even if he doesn't understand why, after all these years.

Now is not the time to be pondering over that.

Once he's let go, he shoves Bradley further on the bed. The mattress a little too high up for Nero to comfortably suck him off from the floor.

He settles between Brad's thighs, looking up through his lashes, hoping that he'll be looked at. A testing lock from his balls up to the very tip, wrapping a hand around the base to touch that he can't fit all the way down his throat. He's careful with his teeth, making sure they don't press into the sensitive flesh as he starts sucking. ]

[ he was teasing him when he asked him if he was looking forward to this since he saw bradley was here, but it might have been true, after all.

of course bradley's looking; there's no way he's missing this view after craving it for so long. nero's warm tongue on his cock feels incredible, and it's just like him to waste no time to take him all in. he exhales a few shallow breaths, placing his hand on nero's head and gently combing his fingers through his hair. he struggles to keep himself from pushing his hips up, but he's aware he doesn't need to rush, anyway. he's been hard long enough that just a few sucks from nero are bringing him close to the edge already, and coming once has never been enough for bradley. ]

Nnh— Fuck...

[ he's doing his best to let nero dictate the pace for now, but it doesn't take long for him to take another fistful of his hair, occasionally guiding nero's head down to take him deeper. ] You're -- gonna make me come in no time...

[ said more as a warning than anything; he's planning to finish deep inside his throat, but if nero wants to pull away, this'll be his only chance. ]

[ This doesn't have to be a rush. This can just be the two of them enjoying their time with each other, slowly and deliberately.

That might be what he thinks, but the reality is he's greedy for it too. It's been too long (but it should've been the last time, the last time).

When Brad calls out to him, it only encourages him to choke further down his cock. Like he's going to let him spill anywhere except inside of him?

Go on then. What is he waiting for? ]

[ since nero is obviously not thinking about moving away, bradley sucks in a breath through his teeth, gripping his hair again and pushing him down onto his cock, bucking his hips forward a few times before thrusting one last time deep into nero's throat.

there's a low, quiet growl that escapes him as soon as he's overcome with his own climax; a hot rush of cum spilling thickly out of his cock, coating the entire inside of nero's mouth and throat. the hand on top of his head doesn't relent for a long while until he feels satisfied, and it's only at that point where he finally lets go, breathing shallow and heavy, petting nero's hair idly as he rides the last of his climax.

even now, he hasn't taken his eyes away from nero; he doesn't want to miss a moment of it. ]

[ He does his best to swallow everything he's been given. With the amount, some of it spills out of the side of his mouth, even with all his effort.

Bright eyes lock with Bradley's as his throat bobs around his cock. With one last swallow, he lifts off his dick, fingers swiping away the cum that escaped. He licks it slowly from his fingers, sure that he's being watched. ]

Any other demands?

[ bradley needs a second to come down from it, but he can't help but smirk at nero's fun little display when he licks his fingers, and his stupid choice of words. ]

I'm not a damn patron at your restaurant.

[ he sits up a little to reach for nero's wrist, then harshly tugs him his way, close to his face - close enough to lick his dripping lips with a warm lap of his tongue. ] You're too damn calm for someone that hasn't had any satisfaction yet. Unless sucking me off was good enough for ya?

[ he knows it's not, but he wants to hear it. ]

[ Somehow it's this tug that gets him flustered, blush returning to prominence despite having his dick down his throat mere moments ago. ]

Of course it ain't. I want you to fuck me.

[ There's a reason he said he wanted to be opened up! He wants the satisfaction of feeling Brad stretch him open and filling him with cum. ]

[ nero blushing, more proof that he's a babygirl— ]

...Haha. That's what I like to hear.

[ he kisses nero properly, finally, if only to keep himself from doing the evil thing and denying nero what he's asking for simply because he can and wants him to beg some more. no, no. he'll behave... for now.

as he tastes himself in the long kiss, he blindly reaches for the bottle next to him again, breaking away from nero after a few seconds. he spreads a good amount on his palm, wasting no time to reach behind nero with his slick, coated fingers, finding his entrance and rubbing against it in a teasing motion without entering him yet. ]

Though I do like it when you beg like that.

[ ...okay, he couldn't help himself for long. ]

[ He's as old as you, don't be rude.

He meets the kiss with barely contained desperation, biting and sharp, hungry for more. Bradley got off once, but Nero hasn't gotten any relief.

If Bradley doesn't hurry the hell up, Nero is going to impale himself on that dick. He's shifting around, trying to get Bradley to actually finger him. This teasing is testing his patience. ]

Shut up and prep me before I do it myself.

[ ugh... that wasn't cute begging... but it gets bradley hard regardless because his dick doesn't know the difference, so he wins either way. he enjoys the desperate kiss as much as possible before offering a cheeky answer. ]

That's no way to talk to your boss.

[ a few more teasing touches after, he finally slides a thick finger inside nero, working him slowly for a good few seconds before adding a second one, spreading him little by little until he's properly prepped. when he feels like it's been enough he pulls his wet fingers away; the tip of his hard cock that's been pressed between nero's thighs is still dripping from the blowjob nero gave him a moment ago.

his hips slowly roll up for some relief, rubbing against his entrance ready to push inside, but since nero brought it up....... ] If you want it that badly, come and get it.

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