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[zazen]

[If anyone is walking into a trap, it’s definitely Jakurai. He moves, taking the spot on the bed laying on his back.

Whatever comes next is up to the other.]

[candyrapper]

[ Ramuda wastes no time climbing on top of him to ghost his lips along the bites he made before.

Even if he could rough him up, acting like an affectionate lover would leave a deeper cut and gives him a better shot at the Round Two he wants. ]

[zazen]

[Ramuda is truthfully the definition of a terror. Acting in a manner that he knows will garner him everything he wants and more if he decided to keep milking the situation for everything it was worth.

He sighs, a hand coming his to thread through Ramuda’s hair.]

[candyrapper]

[ Ramuda is absolutely a terror: A nightmare carving through the dark, gray spaces of Jakurai’s mind, painting a fantasy in sparkling pastel colors that will haunt him until he dies.

He sighs happily under his touch, alternating between kisses and tasting blood and sweat on his skin. ]

[zazen]

[Ramuda already haunts him nearly every single day, does he really need to keep stabbing the point in? To Ramuda that's easy ot do before breakfast every day, he's sure.

He sighs, pleasant feeling. His hands combing through the other's hair.]

[candyrapper]

[ Amemura Ramuda, life-ruiner extraordinaire, doesn't need to keep stabbing, but does anyway. Because there's no such thing as overkill, even it means doting on your sworn enemy with a thoroughness bordering on worship.

Which is why his hands slide to Jakurai's shoulders, squeezing them and rubbing circles into them. His tongue curls into the dip between his collarbones, and he presses gentle kisses trailing from his throat to the other side of his neck. ]

[zazen]

[He knows better than to relax, but his body betrays him more often than not in situations like these. His shoulders relax and his head tilts just enough to let Ramuda lavish more attention on him.

He's waiting for the other to get to the point. What was the real reason behind all of this gentle attention?]

[candyrapper]

[ He murmurs into his neck sounding like a sulking child. ]

Even though you're an old man and I really do hate you. . . I do miss this.

[ He's telling the truth, though he won't deny that it's being strategically applied for his own gain. ]

[zazen]

[His fingers card through Ramuda's hair, giving his statement some thought. Almost like he isn't sure how to answer him at first.

Jakurai is too tired to care, actually.]

I miss this too.

[He doesn't even insult him to say it.]

[candyrapper]

Nooooo~ You don't understaaand~ This is a big problem.

[ He leans down as close to his ear as he can get, to share this super important top-secret secret. ]

When I'm with other people... I can't help comparing them to you.

[zazen]

[It wracks his entire body. His common sense very close to being nonexistent. But isn't that what Ramuda wants out of him? He wants him to lose his sense of self right now.]

You could have what you compare them to, and you know that.

[candyrapper]

I know, but you come with so many boring rules and lectures. . .

[ He sits back up, dragging a hand down Jakurai's chest, to his dick. You know.
For emphasis. ] this is the only part of us that works.

[zazen]

You can't change me and I can't change you.

[He lets out another harsh sigh. Why is this so difficult? Why are THEY so difficult? He doesn't get it most of the time.

He mumbles.]

What if we just had this?

[candyrapper]

Good idea! I couldn't've said it better myself!

[ As if this wasn't what he'd been working towards just now. ]

[zazen]

Logically, it makes sense. This is what you wanted from me from the start.

[Now they have just enough detachment from one another to make that happen successfully. Jakurai will use his lack of judgement to decide that he wants to keep Ramuda as a fling. Really, that's the only way he can keep him.]

[candyrapper]

Not really from the start. I didn't start really thinking about it until... about 10 or 20 minutes ago?

[ When he was seriously getting pounded, that was pretty great, and he licks his lips at the thought. ]

But I didn't think you'd like it.

[zazen]

I would not normally like the idea.

[But pounding Ramuda into a mattress really has it's perks. It has a certain spark of interest for Jakurai.]

It works, and I can't deny that it isn't better with anyone else.

[candyrapper]

[ He flops onto his chest, hands all over him with possessive glee. ]

Yaaaaaaaay~ There've been some serious disappointments, you know. . .

[ Because Ramuda is the sort of asshole who'd kiss and tell, to test whether it'll earn him a scolding or if he'll be allowed to stroke Jakurai's ego a little. ]

[zazen]

Do not think any further about them.

[Jakurai knows he can't keep Ramuda all to himself. But in this moment? Ramuda was in front of him and no one else. He feels just as possessive, hands settling on his sides.]

At least not while you are with me.

[candyrapper]

[ There's a pause for a beat, then he smiles against Jakurai's skin. ]

Are you gonna make me forget about them?

[zazen]

Is that what you want me to do?

[His hands are warm against Ramuda's back, rubbing slow circles. He has long since figured out doing things for other people is what gets him turned on, and what works for him.

It helps that Ramuda likes to boss people around.]

[candyrapper]

Yes~ That feels good. . .

[ He nuzzles his chest and relaxes, letting him touch wherever he likes. ]

[zazen]

[Is it really wise to leave his hands to wander though? Of course he starts out soothing his back and shoulder, but soon enough he's wander down his sides and over his hips.]

Can you go again?

[candyrapper]

[ He stifles a laugh. Uh, yeah he can go again. The fact he's asking is kind of cute. ]

Can you?

[zazen]

[And here is where things are going to take a turn for the more interesting. Jakurai didn't willingly say what he wanted last time. This time? He will be more straight forward with him.]

Ride me, since you seem to like being on top so much.

[A shift of control, if he fancies it.]