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[zazen]

[He curls his fingers deeper, moving them a little harder than he was before. Clearly having no problem with roughing him up a little more.

The sight is nice.]

[candyrapper]

[ For a second, his expression sours. Didn't he just say that he's supposed to be handled gently? But Jakurai is definitely not a fan, he hasn't been for a while. And that's fine, he's confident that he can handle whatever the old man can throw at him. If he likes what he's seeing, he'll give him something to really look at: half lidded eyes, and a bottom lip lightly chewed to a rosy pink as he stifles breathy mewls.

Let's see how grandpa feels about that. He's a little curious, really, easing a leg to the front of Jakurai's pants. ]

[zazen]

[It won't take long for Ramuda to discover that Jakurai being able to rough him up a little is definitely have an effect on him. He's pretty hard at this point already. To counter the leg at the front of his pants he will slide a third finger to join the other two.

After all, it's safe practice to prepare your partner slow and thorough.]

[candyrapper]

[ The more he rubs up against him, the more he remembers that yeah, he’s gonna need the extra prep.

But he’s also an impatient brat, so he’s going to push the limits of Jakurai’s restraint. His leg presses harder, he theatrically quivers and moans like cameras are rolling and the spotlights are on ]

Senseiiiiiiii~

[zazen]

[How shameless can Ramuda actually be? Oh, right, super shameless.

Though the theatrics are going straight downstairs. Effecting him way more than he thought that they would. He sighs, curling all three fingers again, looking to brush against the spot he knows will make Ramuda weak.]

Impatient.

[candyrapper]

[ Oh yes, right there is perfect and the leg teasing Jakurai goes slack as a gasp slips out— a genuine one.

The reaction turns his face almost as pink as his hair, that didn’t go as planned. ]

[zazen]

[That's really all Jakurai needs to hear before he's nudging against that spot none too gently. Making sure to curl fingers against it and please Ramuda just the way he likes it.

Hearing something genuine really takes a toll on a man.]

[candyrapper]

[ damn it, he knows him too well; he’s way too good at this. He’s supposed to enjoy having control over him, not being done by him.

He already slipped once; the humiliation of it is sobering, but he’s afraid that he won’t be able to keep it together much longer. Clutching at the bedsheets, he tries to pull himself away. Even the littlest fraction of an inch from dead-on would be the merciful reprieve he needs. ]

[zazen]

[Jakurai isn't buying that though, Ramdua shifts away and he shifts closer again. He doesn't want to deprive himself of seeing genuine reactions from this brat.

Jakurai wants the power for once, and he's taking it. Selfish as it may be.]

Stop moving away.

[candyrapper]

[ so, this is what it feels like to be backed into a corner. He’d rather die than ask for mercy; or admit that Jakurai might make him cum just like this. But he can’t will himself into frigidity either.

It’s ironic that the hardest option is what comes easiest to him— laying back and letting people do all the work. But bites and scratches aside, he’s enjoying himself, so he should be okay. His energy returns, and he throws his arms out with idol-like enthusiasm. ]

Fine. I promise I won’t move away anymore! Tonight, I’m yours ♥

[zazen]

[Knowing that he's not giving Ramuda a place to run to is satisfying. As much as he wants to hear the other beg for mercy and admit he loves getting wrecked like this; he knows for a fact that he won't hear it. Annoying.

His free hand presses Ramuda's hands back against the bed, pinning them above his head as he continues to work.

The only acknowledgement he gets is a hum.]

[candyrapper]

[ He never really understood why someone would ever want to be on the receiving end of getting tied down; being unable to move usually makes him uneasy. Maybe it's the combination of that hum that makes him shiver, or the way his fingers move in just the right way to make his brain melt, but he's more pliable than he'd ever imagined himself being in this position.

He's quieter when he isn't performing: there's no need to project without a large studio audience. If Jakurai isn't going to say anything, only soft moans and the occasional squeak will fill the empty space. ]

[zazen]

[Just as it should be. Jakurai keeps Ramuda's hands above his head, pressed tight into the bed. Though he's certain he doesn't need to considering how much he's already worn the other down. He wonders just how much more until he breaks completely.

Jakurai leans by Ramuda's ear, whispering:]

Tell me what you want.

[candyrapper]

[ The question strikes hard, like lyrics spoken through a mic. He’s shaking, and to his own surprise, it’s the memories of getting wrecked by Jakurai that get him that get him completely hard. The answer is blurted out, as if saying it loud enough for people on the street to hear him would make it happen faster somehow: ]

Your cock! I want you to fuck me.

[zazen]

[Jakurai only backs off now to get his pants and underwear the rest of the way off. The intent in him to fuck Ramuda until he remembers what he lost very apparent. When he settles back on the bed he uncaps the lube again to coat himself. Pushing Ramuda’s knees up to line himself up and just push the tip of his cock in.]

Beg a little harder.

[candyrapper]

[ Teasing is only okay when he's the one doing it; begging is only acceptable when people are begging him. Jakurai expecting him to do that is ridiculous, but he stares very intently while the old man preps himself. It's a combination of surprise and excitement, like he'd completely forgotten just how big he was, and without thinking, he whines the first thing that comes to mind: ]

Please, not putting a dick like that to work is practically a crime.

[zazen]

[He feels like that will be the closest he will ever get to begging from Ramuda. But he would deal with it. For the sake of the fact that sinking into him feels so good, and painfully familiar.

Ramuda wants Jakurai to put his dick to work? Wish granted as he slides himself all the way in to the base. Only the sounds of adjusting leaving him.]

[candyrapper]

[ Ramuda looks strangely relieved, like he expected Jakurai to drill him more (verbally). He's definitely not complaining, focusing on staying relaxed as he's totally filled.

There's a deep sigh at that, pleased satisfaction at finally getting what he wants. Maybe a little too pleased, but maybe Jakurai won't notice. ]

[zazen]

[He notices everything, even that. But he chooses not to comment on it. Instead he chooses to feel how this is effecting him. He can feel the burning connection between them right now, and as much as he hates Ramuda... he can't deny that he likes this feeling.

As such, once he feels he's given Ramuda enough time to adjust, he will start a rhythm that is far from kind. Making sure they connect with every thrust.]

[candyrapper]

[ He can keep up! He has his experience and the power of youth behind him! But even with that, the sparks that are building make it hard to keep a clear head. Despite the growing haze, he laughs, breathless and takes another stab at Jakurai. ]

Now who's the impatient one? How long's it been for you gramps?

[zazen]

I don't sleep around like you do.

[He bites back, the annoyance still present in his voice. Though it becomes lost in the haze of sex, it doesn't matter when they're like this.]

[candyrapper]

I have fun.

[ That correction is important to him, though it's a close second to the heat spreading through his body. The longer they keep this up, the more a brilliant idea takes shape: ]

Maybe when I beat you, I'll just keep you locked up at my place and we can play together all~ the time.

[zazen]

You would just toss me aside again.

[A pointed thrust, a little harder than the others. He's still bitter, still annoyed that the other views people as things he can pick up and play with and toss away whenever he pleases.

It just doesn't work like that.]

[candyrapper]

[ He shudders, tightening around him in response, liking that a lot more than anticipated. He can't help pushing him further. ]

Admit it: you were lonely without me.

[zazen]

I don't need you.

[It's gritted out between his teeth, he knows he's a lot more susceptible to mess up here. Ramuda could get into his head with no effort at all while they were heated like this.

So he bends over, sealing his lips over Ramuda's to effectively shut him up.]