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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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.

Edited (dumb) 2022-09-19 04:45 (UTC)

[ 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.

What are you gonna do about it? [Nero is far too pent up to bother with cute begging. Whatever he's settled on now is much closer to threats than begging. They're both hungry for more of this

With his fingers working his ass open, he stays perched on Bradley's lap, rocking into the friction and chasing after it when he presses in just the right places. Even after all this time, they know each other's bodies.

Nero doesn't need a second prodding, he's ready to go, and horny. At the suggestion, he does take Bradley's dick in his own hands, making sure he can just drop directly onto it, groaning in relief.

Did Bradley want to kill him via blue balls? He could've.]

[ feeling wanted in general is one of bradley's most important needs, specially by those he loves, so it barely makes any sense in his head that nero, whom he loves more than anyone else, pushes him away all the time. so seeing him desperate and needy, even if it's just over something physical that nero could feel for anyone he was spending the night with, makes bradley feel like he's wanted after all. deep down he knows he's just kidding himself, but the lie is sweet enough to get lost in it.

nero wasn't the only one waiting for this, though. the moment nero brings himself down onto bradley's cock, he exhales a shaky breath of pleasure.

he helps nero by holding his hips in place until he's finally deep inside, taking advantage of the grip on his body to slowly move him up and down his slicked cock, slow at first - he used his fingers on him to make this easier as much as he could, but nero's pretty tight even when he's wet like this. he pushes inside with a few groans, keeping his half-lidded eyes on nero's flushed face as he starts building a steady pace. ]

[ Nero has other options he has already indulged in, but this time? Tonight? He wants to be with Bradley, and it's satisfying (if completely inexplicable) that they're on the same page.

His hands go up to grip Bradley's shoulders for the leverage. And just to be able to touch him, feeling his shoulders flex underneath Nero's touch. Another reminder that Bradley's really here in hell with him.

His breathing gets sharper as their pace increases. He manages a soft, ]

... Talk to me?

[ Please. Let him hear Bradley's voice, let him experience everything about his former partner. ]

[ bradley's no stranger to dirty talk, but there's a reason he's been quiet for a moment. nero's not like everyone else; he tugs at bradley's emotions just by existing, so bradley's afraid that, if he says something, it'll be far more romantic than it needs to be - and then nero will be scared and push him away again. unfortunately, the way nero asks for it wrings his heart into a knot and he feels like he has to comply. he has to make him happy.

slowly, he moves his hands up nero's back to pull him completely against him and meets him with a deep, open kiss. he closes his eyes and tries to detach himself from his emotions, at least a little, to comply with nero's request. his hips are still moving rhythmically with his thrusts, and it's during this kiss, in the intervals where he allows nero to gasp for air, that he speaks in a low, breathy tone. ]

Fuck... You're so tight... [ his rhythm slowly increases the more he speaks, trying to reach deeper inside nero each time, hitting the pleasure spots he knows nero's weak to. ] I want to fill you up and mark you... Make you mine again...

[ ah, well... it was a good compromise between both, if maybe more honest than he wanted to be. ]

[ There's a part of himself that he doesn't want to acknowledge, who wants to grab onto this moment and let it stretch on into forever. Where they're too people who love each other without all the complications of their past. As much as he wants that perfect fairy tale, it doesn't exist.

They're two people getting what they want out of each other, in his view. And it's so easy, it's so simple. They know each other's bodies so well. He knows the rhythm of Bradley's thrusts, he knows the feeling of his heartbeat.

"Make you mine again"- he might have been the one who ran, but it feels like he's never really stopped being Bradley's something.

His fingers dig into Brad's shoulders, trying to distract himself from agreeing right then and there. ]

Fill me up...

[ That's enticing, he knows he wants that. It's not something that he'll regret in a few hours. ]

[ nero doesn't say the thing bradley wanted to hear the most - again. just as it had happened before, and yet a myriad of times before then. as frustrating as it is, bradley’s determined to not give up. he got nero to call him boss already, he'll slowly move on to get him to say other things to him, he’s sure.

his arms, securely wrapped around nero, tighten their grip suddenly and bradley shifts his body to the side, bringing nero along with him so he can roll on top of him and press nero's back against the mattress this time.

he wastes no time to kiss him once more, then falls back into a rhythm, pushing his cock deep inside, reaching further than before in this position. he frees one of his hands to trace down the contour of nero’s arm, all the way to his wrist. he grips it tightly as soon as he has it in his grasp, lifting it above nero’s head to pin him in place.

if nero won't say he wants bradley to make him his, bradley will force him to want it. then maybe, hopefully, he’ll beg for it. ]

[Nero rarely says the things that Nero wants to say. Unfortunately, Bradley's no different on that front. They're both stuck with Nero wishing he could say what he really meant.

There's a sharp intake of breath as their positions are changed. Nero's looking up at him instead of down- and isn't this a familiar angle. He doesn't even have a number for how often he's been pinned down like this. Nero doesn't struggle at all, when Bradley's hand wraps around his wrist.

He loves this, moaning loudly into the kiss. His hips matching Bradley's.]

Brad...

[ ah, nero said his name - the version only nero gets to say. bradley thought it wouldn't feel as good as "boss", but it was actually better. ]

Nero...

[ the grip on nero's wrist tightens, as if afraid nero would try to escape his embrace and leave him right then and there. he keeps thrusting inside, harder and deeper the more nero's loud moans of pleasure coax him into it, he feels close to the edge again, reaching blindly for nero's other arm to also bring it above his head and pin it along with the first one.

in this position, with nero completely at his mercy and bradley hitting every sensitive spot inside, he knows he won't last very long. he growls into the kiss, barely able to get the words out. ] I'm close—

[ ...but it was barely a warning of any kind. nero did ask him to fill him up, after all, so bradley pushes into him a few more times with force, burying his cock deep inside one last time as his climax peaks, spilling a thick stream of cum inside nero; the grip of his wrists painfully wringing around nero's unblemished skin. ]

[With both his hands pinned down like this, he can't touch Bradley the way he wants to. But maybe that's for the best, whatever little bit of distance between the two of them needs to be there. What Nero wants is something he shouldn't have, not forever. He can't keep Bradley to himself, even as much as he wishes he could.

Bradley's hands on his own is a reminder. Nero can only ever get as much as Bradley is willing to give. It's a whirlwind of guilt, desire and a love he could choke on.

Nero tightens around Bradley's cock, as he reaches his own climax, desperately returning the kisses, moaning out Brad's name in between.]

[ nero tightening around him makes his orgasm last longer than usual, returning the kiss as nero demands it. he sucks on his tongue and bites his lips; it takes him a moment to come down from that high - the grip on nero's wrists slowly becomes more bearable, until it eventually loosens up completely. his hands travel down to cup nero's face while he moans out bradley's name.

through labored breaths he pulls back from the kiss, keeping their lips together and his eyes closed as he speaks. ]

You're... as great as always, Nero...

[Nero doesn't go anywhere, content to be underneath Bradley. Content to be close. Content to be with him for the moment, boneless and lazy and feeling undone. He can't help tilting his face into the touch.

There's a light throb in his wrists, the proof of Bradley against his skin. A reminder for the next few days of his own weakness. He will remember this later, and perhaps continue to spiral with guilt.

That's neither here or there. He's too content to overthink in the moment.]

You... too. [The following kiss is less aggressive and more loving, something that he wants to savor. This is his Bradley, after all.]

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