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[zazen]

Even back then, I preferred my time with you over anyone else.

[Jakurai is obedient, doing as he asks. Not giving too much more complaint or resistance.]

[candyrapper]

What did you like about it? What do you like about me?

[ They exchanged so many blows over what they hated about each other, he wants to hear nice things now. ]

[zazen]

You are the only one who knows how to please me.

[It is the truth, the absolute truth. Jakurai has never found anyone who can please him better than Ramuda. That much is apparent in the way he plays right into the others hand.]

[candyrapper]

[ Even if he knows it, it is so validating to hear, which makes it all the more encouraging to work towards the reward they both deserve ]

[zazen]

You were the only one I wanted, even after you left.

[That, definitely slipped out. Though it was quiet, almost a whisper.]

[candyrapper]

[ that sounds a little too much like feelings, so he’ll focus on Jakurai’s cock.

If he’s ready to go, he’ll just get on that so neither of them have to think about what he just said. ]

[zazen]

[Thankfully, even if it sounded like feelings, it was more directed at the general physical feeling of Ramuda.

He's really the only one that interested him in bed. Back in the moment, Jakurai's hands grip Ramuda's sides.]

[candyrapper]

[ Now that they’re both sort of on the same side, there’s no point in suppressing how much he wants this. He sinks down without hesitation, moaning as the tip rubs right up against the spot that sets every nerve in his body on fire. His expression is apologetically shameless as he adjusts his angle to ensure each thrust hits the mark.

The pace he sets is leisurely, as if he wants to drink in every bit of how much Jakurai is enjoying being used. ]

[zazen]

[The pace is slow and searing. But he doesn't complain. He takes in every shift of skin and every feeling that comes along with this. His hands guiding Ramuda as needed.

Horrible. He hates how much he loves this. He hates how good Ramuda looks sinking onto his cock like this. He especially will hate it if his name ever passes Ramuda's lips in a manner anything other than being hated.]

[candyrapper]

Enjoying yourself, old man? Want anything else?

[ He won’t let the jabs at his age stop any time soon. The tempo picks up a little, then slows again, as Ramuda tries to figure out what he personally likes best how it affects Jakurai. ]

[zazen]

[He responds only with a noncommittal noise. It should be obvious what he wants and how much he likes this. His body moving and adapting to each tempo that Ramuda picks.

The faster tempos have have a little more undone than the slower ones however.]

[candyrapper]

[ Decisions, decisions. . . making Jakurai unravel would be great, but he loves the sight of him on his back beneath him. He gets to tower above him this way, looking down on him greedily, with his thoughts clearly written on his face: "Yup, this is mine~ ♥

Ultimately, he's impatient, wants to wreck him and make him beg, so he rides him more aggressively, enjoying the building heat and the feeling of power he gets to have. ]

[zazen]

[Ramuda doesn't have to do too much work to make Jakurai unravel, more noises leaving him now than they were the first time the did this tonight. Ramuda has a way of making him an absolute mess.

His fingers clench harder into Ramuda's sides, he wants more. But he isn't at the point of voicing it.]

[candyrapper]

[ It’s not enough. The sounds that Jakurai is making are music to his ears, but it isn’t enough. He slows down, teasing in spite of shaking with his own need. ]

Tell me you want to keep going.

[zazen]

Ramuda—

[This little brat. He loves and hates the sensations he is feeling right now. He loves them because they feel so good. He hates them because they feel so good.

He's sure he's clenching his hands hard enough to leave bruises on his hips.]

Don't stop.

[candyrapper]

[ The firm grip on his hips makes him tense up around Jakurai, trembling. He can practically taste Jakurai’s turmoil and desire on his tongue and it is so delicious.

He licks his lips as he arches up, tall as he can be on top of him. ]

You ready?

[zazen]

[He nods, the grip not slack in the least bit. He wants more, he wants it now. He's becoming impatient and that much is apparent.

But goddamn does Ramuda look hot like that.]

Please.

[candyrapper]

O~kay ⭐️

[ his hands splay out on Jakurai’s chest to steady himself as he rides him hard and fast. He tilts his head back and laugh, breathless and on fire with bliss. ]

This is the best!

[zazen]

[At least this old man can keep up. He's doing a good enough job to absolutely rake his eyes over Ramuda's entire body while he moves. God, he looks so good. He feels so good.

Jakurai tips his head back, giving a low moan from his chest.]

[candyrapper]

[ He arches back, grasping at Jakurai's wrists as he bounces on his dick with shameless abandon. That moan, the proof that this is having an effect on the old man, makes him gasp and shudder, hot and tight around him. ]

Do it again.

[zazen]

[It's almost as if he does it on command. Letting out another low moan, panting with Ramuda bouncing so rough on him like this.

He knows he won't last much longer.]

[candyrapper]

[ What used to be easy breaths and gasps devolve into something more frantic. He's so close himself, despite not being touched. But with everything getting hit so right, maybe it's not even needed.

This is amazing. And ridiculous to think that he could get a stiff like gramps to agree to this kind of casual arrangement, but he's more than happy to show how enthusiastic he is about it. ]

[zazen]

[Unfortunately, this old man is so caught up in the moment that he doesn't even think to touch Ramuda, his hands still grasped rough at his sides.

Jakurai is really even surprising himself, why would he ever to agree to such a stupid arrangement? Lust...lust is probably what that is.]

[candyrapper]

[ In case Jakurai didn't get the memo, lust is one of the best feelings ever, definitely Ramuda's favorite of the seven sins. He likes to think that in this moment, Jakurai would agree. After all, this round is about him and what he wants. Hands splay across Jakurai's chest possessively as he leans in to make sure the old man hears him: ]

Want me to come for you just like this? Or do you want it another way?

[zazen]

[He heard him alright, breath hitching at the suggestions put before him. Why does Ramuda want him to think right now? His nails find Ramuda's back, not scratching, but holding. Biting in. Keeping leverage on him.]

This. Like this.