overflow post.

[zazen]

why is captcha always catching us.

Comments

[zazen]

Is it a problem?

[Ramuda could leave if he wanted, Jakurai wouldn’t stop him. But he can’t deny the hands on his back feel nice. He hates that this feels so normal and comfortable. He should never feel this way about Ramuda.]

[candyrapper]

No.

[ saying more than that would probably invite requests he might not want to entertain. Compared to the demands he’s made of others, just wanting to be close to someone else is so simple.

It’s boring, especially since he’s got an awesome running list of humiliating things he’d make Jakurai do if he had his way with him, but if this is all he wants, it’s easy enough to give. He kneads at the curve where his neck meets his shoulders teasing out the tension ]

[zazen]

[Really this isn’t all Jakurai wants, his selfishness extends far past what he wishes to admit to Ramuda’s face. He won’t do it. He knows what it is like to hurt at the hands of easy R, and in this moment it isn’t worth starting anything. Being close is the simplest and least controversial of the things he wants.

He lets his shoulders down again.]

I really hate how you can be like this. I hate everything about it.

[Yet he won’t make a move to toss the pink brat out.]

[candyrapper]

Want me to stop?

[ the massage he means, easing off of him until his hands are just hovering over his skin, because he won’t stop coming and going as he pleases, setting Jakurai off balance and bailing again ]

[zazen]

No.

[He reaches back, putting Ramuda’s hand back where it was. He’s going to take what he can get.]

[candyrapper]

Does it feel good?

[ He asks the question like he already knows the answer. Getting what you want always feels good, but he wants to hear Jakurai say it. ]

[zazen]

It feels good.

[He says it without much thought. Jakurai is still too earnest for his own good sometimes.]

[candyrapper]

[ he reaches a little further down, to the space between his shoulder blades ]

Anywhere else?

[zazen]

There is fine.

[This is so wrong to be letting this happen, but who would he be to deny attention focused on him for a little while.]

[candyrapper]

O~kay!

[ working them magic fingers that make the oneesans moan then. ]

[zazen]

[His own fingers come up to trace along the outline of Ramuda's jaw, and down his neck where he made all of those dark marks.

He lets out a breath, a pleased sigh escaping.]

We should have taken this out of the hospital.

[Not that anyone would come looking for him all the way back here, but... a lot more can be done elsewhere.]

[candyrapper]

[ there’s almost a purr in the back of his throat when he feels Jakurai’s hands on him. ]

Where would you want to go?

[zazen]

I do have a place I live, you know.

[His hand settles on Ramuda's throat, feeling his heartbeat. Mentally probably taking his pulse.]

[candyrapper]

Whaaat, you mean you aren't some holy protection spirit, bound to this place?

[ His pulse jumps initially, but it settles when Jakurai's grip doesn't tighten around his windpipe. ]

[zazen]

One would be surprised.

[He presses his fingers there very lightly, to see if he can get the same reaction from his pulse again.]

[candyrapper]

...What are you doing?

[ He can keep his expression even, but his heart rate picks up again. ]

[zazen]

Feeling.

[What is he feeling? The fragility of the human body. He could wrap his hands around Ramuda's neck and deprive him of air, or he could simply sit here and continue to feel his heartbeat pick up and even out every time he presses.]

Very interesting.

[candyrapper]

[ He doesn't think Jakurai would kill him– he wants to save lives, or whatever, but it's still an uncomfortable feeling ]

Didn't you figure this stuff out in doctor school?

[zazen]

[It's only uncomfortable because he is refusing to give him control in this situation. Jakurai controls what happens right in this moment. He keeps his fingers slack, resting there rather than pressing or really feeling anymore.]

It is still interesting to me.

[candyrapper]

Why? Didn't think I had a heart or something?

[ He doesn't move away or flinch when he says it, just waiting to see what Jakurai does. ]

[zazen]

It is cold as ice.

[He doesn't elaborate on that, he's sure Ramuda is aware of his state of affairs here. His fingers are gentle, working their way down to his collarbones.]

[candyrapper]

[ He smiles at that; proud of the jab, but he stays still, leaving Jakurai to assess his handiwork. Those bite marks stand out on his pale skin. ]

[zazen]

You can fool anyone else, you will never fool me again.

[His nails bite into the skin of his chest. Obviously this is something Jakurai still finds rather touchy in regards to their rocky relationship.]

[candyrapper]

[ Still waiting to see how this is going to play out, he he doesn't fight back, but he can't help commenting. Whining, really. ]

Ah~ah back to scratching again. . .

[zazen]

Don’t try to act like you aren’t enjoying this.

[Anything that involves Ramuda getting focused attention is probably okay.]