[ in truth, he hadn't wanted to leave. he's showered, scrubbed his bitemarks, scratches, and bruises clean. kogami's clothes have been set aside so he can launder and return them, and he'd climbed into his own bed earlier than he cares to, but -
he's not sleeping. his heart swings faintly at the message, voice soft. ]
[ kogami hadn't wanted him to leave. it had been an incredible, glorious, whirlwind three days, locked deep in passion and instinct -- a blessed three days of a profound connection that seeing him off at the door with a lingering kiss brings with it only a regret, and a vivid loneliness. ]
Thinking of you.
[ he says finally. ] Everything still smells like you, but you're not here.
[ it's always the simple things that get to ryuu, but there's something about this that reaches in and twists at him, making his chest feel tight. he's happy, but it aches? tossing a bit and clasping his blankets, breathing in and feeling nothing so alive anymore, he studies the light of his device quietly, the voice on the other end something he's become enamoured of. sanguis is ebbing, and still... ]
[ a single word, pitched low. an invitation, meant a thousand different ways. i can be, and the words close snugly around his heart.
sanguis might be fading, but this -- this isn't. ryuu made him a promise, and kogami will see it through. he grips the pillow with a quiet sigh, tail swishing behind him, missing being twined with his. is it so surprising, that kogami is thinking of him, that he's desired, just as he is? ]
[ a single word, and ryuu feels the effects of it ripple pleasantly up the back of his neck, as if the sound of it has weight, as if it's just as capable of all the touch he realizes he feels empty without. kogami's following answer mellows him with a pulse of warmth, glad and comfortable and familiar. ryuu doesn't need to wonder about the whens and whys - he just needs to focus on how it feels. ]
It's not like you kicked me out!
[ a laugh, light in his chest. more himself. ]
I'd... be happy to come back. That's not strange, is it?
[ ryuu laughs, light and soft, and it's the loveliest thing he's heard in his life. like the rustling of leaves in the gentle summer wind, dappled sunlight through the trees. he smiles, genuine and warm, and that innocent question earns a soft chuckle.
kogami can taste his blood, still, if he thinks hard enough on it. he misses the sound and heat of him, the way he makes him feel alive. ]
No, it's not. Is this the first time you've done this?
[ though trying to rationalize just what he has done when sanguis thrums in his veins is difficult, sometimes. the line shifts subtly, moving fabric and soft footsteps. ]
But it is the first time I've been asked to come back.
They're missing out. I would ask you to come back every time.
[ kogami purrs, low and velvet. he can hear him move, and he shifts, pleased and eager. is it too quick? is he scaring him off? no, it doesn't look it. ]
Every time? [ his puzzlement carries with it a sweetness - a genuine twinge of surprise. ] I wonder why.
[ ryuu enjoys himself with his partners, though he still thinks there's an incredible newness to every experience he has. he's sure there are others who can provide exactly what he does with ten times more finesse, in spite of his body's growing reputation. ]
N, Not that I'm questioning you!
[ it's not that ryuu needs to admit to himself so much as realize it - ]
[ he echoes, feeling his chest tighten, longing lodged in his ribs. ryuu's sweetness is captivating, the surprise in his voice so sweet that it catches in his heart. oh, ryuu. how does he not know the effect he has on others, on him?
kogami makes a soft inviting noise despite himself. ]
Come find out for yourself. I'll make sure you have to feel lonely again.
[ it's so simple and yet the rush it evokes grips his heart. so much that it's quiet while he commits that sound to memory, the timbre of kogami's voice. eventually, the footsteps strengthen, and there's the sound of a door. ]
Okay. [ equally enamored of, dusky in tone. this flutter in his chest - it's okay, right? ] I'll see you soon.
[ it's okay. it's very okay. kogami waits for him, thrilled by the promise in his voice. so when ryuu arrives, kogami answers at the first knock, sleep-tousled but alert, and as shirtless as when he had seen ryuu off.
his gaze softens, the wildness of their first encounter muted, but the electricity between them still crackles. ]
[ having barely paid attention to the trip over, ryuu almost seems surprised by the door opening on kogami again, like the air itself between them inhales. ...and then, unlike last time, exhales again, as if expelling tension. it's a less frenzied thing this time, but no less striking for being more palatable. speaking of - ]
Good. We forgot to eat for most of the time you were over.
[ it's less frenzied, but no less charged with mutual attraction. what a sight for sore eyes he is, and kogami takes him by the hand to lead him in, effortlessly pressing his lips to his as if he has been waiting for this moment all along (he has). ]
[ that fact catches him off his guard, a slight noise of realization catching in his throat. ]
- ah, you're right...
[ and again, that realization comes in secondary to kogami's presence, the warm touch of mouths instantly capturing his attention in a way normal hunger doesn't. he breathes him in carefully this time, the smell and taste of him.
it sounds crazy. how does he explain that this is good enough for him right now? ]
[ and yes, that's a gentle, playful throwback to how they pretty much just fucked right here the first time around; it's amazing ryuu still wants to come back.
when the kiss ends, he noses along where he had bitten a few times, licking along where his pulse jumps before he takes his hand, leading him towards the bedroom. ]
[ there it is. that smoky tone that invades his senses, stoking the last vestiges of sanguis still running wild in his veins. proof it can still howl. his skin warms and he nuzzles into the touch with a single-minded openness, as if the thought of anything else sating the curl of desire in his gut has gone silent. the bruised teeth marks ache, but pleasantly so, shaking beneath hot tongue, the wetness of it like a prelude to the fangs tucked behind it.
he goes without protest, a kinder lead up than the bloodlust that sent them crashing into one another before. his fingers tighten and he laughs, almost breathless already. ]
Sanguis is like that. Before you even have time to think...
[ kinder, but still apparent -- sanguis might have ebbed, but it hasn't disappeared, charging the attraction that crackles between them. ryuu nuzzles in, and the beast within him shifts, aching to mark him anew, to tear him open and carve out a space for himself, so that ryuu will never forget who he belongs to.
the savagery of his desire is muted for the moment, and when ryuu laughs kogami is impossibly charmed. he's taking him to bed, gently pushing him down onto the pillows he had left his scent on, the unmade bed that's waiting just for him, and kogami pins him down as he follows after, smile sharp and feral and wanting. ]
Even so. [ his voice dips low and throaty, golden eyes traveling over the man above him as if he's seeing him for the first time. ] I chose this, too.
[ because it'd been impossible to stop thinking about him. his warmth, the scent of his skin, the way he moves. there's a stunning depth to everything that kogami does, and ryuu wants to be run under by it, swallowed whole. tail giving a long, thoughtful swipe against the cool mattress, ryuu shifts to balance kogami's warm weight on him, gentle thighs parting, hips rolling, and hands reaching for him.
ryuu's breath flutters gratefully from his lungs when their bodies meet, preceding his honesty: ]
[ there is strength, power in his submission -- and therein is a gift, too. ryuu offers this up to him because he wants to, and in those honey-gold eyes kogami sees tender absolution, the rustle of his tail joined by kogami's, as if their bodies are eager to be joined again.
his own tail twines with his again, and something in him loosens, lightens, and he's cupping his face to taste him again, a soft kiss as he practically has him pinned to the bed. ryuu, beautiful and willing and fierce and strong. ryuu, who should never have left. ryuu, who came back willingly.
he's sinking into his embrace, into reaching hands, and kogami runs his tongue lightly over the younger man's lips, slow and playful. so he was thinking of him, all alone, late at night in bed? god, the things it does to him, the instincts his words awaken -- ]
[ this is it. this is what he couldn't stop thinking about. his pulse flows through his body, the undertow of it sweeping through those thoughts pushed down by kogami's body nestled atop his. he stretches beneath him with a supple arch of his back, opening his mouth to meet tongue with tongue, a soft, shallow lave that he clips off with a show of his perfect teeth.
a pleasant noise runs through the well of his chest as his arms wind around kogami, fingertips dancing over the intimate warmth of his nape, then up through the wild black snarls of hair as if he can feel out the nature of his thoughts, storming just beyond the level color of those piercing eyes.
allowing this striking man to harbor with him, the question causes ryuu to fluster slightly, heat running down his throat, into the throbbing bitemarks adorning his neck and shoulders. ]
The things you did to me.
[ quiet, truthful. his tail gives a slip against kogami's, honey and raven. his fingers carve over his scalp fondly and he lays his head back on the pillow to look him in the eye. ]
It's strange. Like a blur, but I remember everything so clearly.
[ kogami murmurs in return, his hands coming to brush over his jaw, cradling his face in his hands. it's intimate, full of warmth and desire that isn't borne from sanguis instincts -- no, it's something else, memories of their time twined together, and when the kiss ends, kogami's toes are curled, his tail tightening around ryuu's.
he can feel it, the way ryuu's pulse dances, the gentle touch of his fingers, the invitation that kogami takes for himself as his lips chase his blossoming blush from cheeks to chin to the line of his throat. the bitemarks are still there, recovering but vibrant, proof of what they've done together, and kogami's tongue laves over it, wet and hot and deliberate, affection trailing in every sensuous linger.
if kogami is the storm, then ryuu is the eye of it -- the one thing that keeps him anchored in this pivotal moment. he's divesting him swiftly of everything he had turned up in, eager to feel the heat of ryuu's skin, to sink into him again, and as he looks up into gorgeous gold eyes, he sucks another lovebite over his clavicle, his hand reaching between his thighs to carefully stroke over his cock. ]
[ off, off, ryuu kicks off his clothes and helps kogami with his until there's nothing but molten skin and soft fur shared between them. his weight shifts in restless want for the man opposite him in nearly every way, but the desperation has been tempered, sated once before by ferocity. that howling still sounds in him, but like this, its found the match, the answer to its call.
his hips lift into kogami's motions, cock growing thick in his grasp. ryuu's fingers loosen from his hair, trailing reverently down the length of his back, mapping muscle, giving his skin slow, mellow rakes with his nails. so many little things that bond them together, that give this a rhythm.
whimpering a quiet noise at the attention being paid to him, his grip on his back tapers off when he reaches the base of kogami's tail, fingertips smoothing along the divot of his ass. he leans up, giving him an affectionate nuzzle, a rumbling whisper. ]
[ it's a promise. kogami's impatiently shedding his own clothes, sighing when it's the intimate brush of skin against skin again, molten heat stirring within him, ruffling his feral instincts. but sanguis is ebbing, and kogami has a little more control over them now. his mouth finds the hollow of his throat, shivering at his nails -- how he remembers when ryuu had torn open skin, all but impaled on his cock and howling for more.
kogami licks his lips, biting softly at his throat again as his tail flicks at his touch, curling tighter around ryuu's. he smiles when he kisses him again, and he's sliding both their cocks together, the velvet friction making his breath catch.
here they are, back again. and ryuu, all his. ]
I want you to feel every inch of me. I want to go so deep -- you'll never forget who I am.
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kogami is in bed, nose pressed to the pillow ryuu's used. bedroom voice -- ryuu will know it by now: ]
Are you resting?
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he's not sleeping. his heart swings faintly at the message, voice soft. ]
Yeah. Shouldn't you be, too?
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Thinking of you.
[ he says finally. ] Everything still smells like you, but you're not here.
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[ it's always the simple things that get to ryuu, but there's something about this that reaches in and twists at him, making his chest feel tight. he's happy, but it aches? tossing a bit and clasping his blankets, breathing in and feeling nothing so alive anymore, he studies the light of his device quietly, the voice on the other end something he's become enamoured of. sanguis is ebbing, and still... ]
...I can be.
[ just like that. ]
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[ a single word, pitched low. an invitation, meant a thousand different ways. i can be, and the words close snugly around his heart.
sanguis might be fading, but this -- this isn't. ryuu made him a promise, and kogami will see it through. he grips the pillow with a quiet sigh, tail swishing behind him, missing being twined with his. is it so surprising, that kogami is thinking of him, that he's desired, just as he is? ]
I shouldn't have let you go.
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It's not like you kicked me out!
[ a laugh, light in his chest. more himself. ]
I'd... be happy to come back. That's not strange, is it?
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kogami can taste his blood, still, if he thinks hard enough on it. he misses the sound and heat of him, the way he makes him feel alive. ]
No, it's not. Is this the first time you've done this?
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[ though trying to rationalize just what he has done when sanguis thrums in his veins is difficult, sometimes. the line shifts subtly, moving fabric and soft footsteps. ]
But it is the first time I've been asked to come back.
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[ kogami purrs, low and velvet. he can hear him move, and he shifts, pleased and eager. is it too quick? is he scaring him off? no, it doesn't look it. ]
I miss how you feel around me.
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[ ryuu enjoys himself with his partners, though he still thinks there's an incredible newness to every experience he has. he's sure there are others who can provide exactly what he does with ten times more finesse, in spite of his body's growing reputation. ]
N, Not that I'm questioning you!
[ it's not that ryuu needs to admit to himself so much as realize it - ]
I felt a little lonely.
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[ he echoes, feeling his chest tighten, longing lodged in his ribs. ryuu's sweetness is captivating, the surprise in his voice so sweet that it catches in his heart. oh, ryuu. how does he not know the effect he has on others, on him?
kogami makes a soft inviting noise despite himself. ]
Come find out for yourself. I'll make sure you have to feel lonely again.
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Okay. [ equally enamored of, dusky in tone. this flutter in his chest - it's okay, right? ] I'll see you soon.
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his gaze softens, the wildness of their first encounter muted, but the electricity between them still crackles. ]
Hey. I hope you like pizza.
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Pizza? I don't mind it.
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[ it's less frenzied, but no less charged with mutual attraction. what a sight for sore eyes he is, and kogami takes him by the hand to lead him in, effortlessly pressing his lips to his as if he has been waiting for this moment all along (he has). ]
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- ah, you're right...
[ and again, that realization comes in secondary to kogami's presence, the warm touch of mouths instantly capturing his attention in a way normal hunger doesn't. he breathes him in carefully this time, the smell and taste of him.
it sounds crazy. how does he explain that this is good enough for him right now? ]
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[ and yes, that's a gentle, playful throwback to how they pretty much just fucked right here the first time around; it's amazing ryuu still wants to come back.
when the kiss ends, he noses along where he had bitten a few times, licking along where his pulse jumps before he takes his hand, leading him towards the bedroom. ]
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he goes without protest, a kinder lead up than the bloodlust that sent them crashing into one another before. his fingers tighten and he laughs, almost breathless already. ]
Sanguis is like that. Before you even have time to think...
[ it rises, consumes. ]
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the savagery of his desire is muted for the moment, and when ryuu laughs kogami is impossibly charmed. he's taking him to bed, gently pushing him down onto the pillows he had left his scent on, the unmade bed that's waiting just for him, and kogami pins him down as he follows after, smile sharp and feral and wanting. ]
All you can do is allow it to happen.
[ rise with it. let it consume you. ]
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[ because it'd been impossible to stop thinking about him. his warmth, the scent of his skin, the way he moves. there's a stunning depth to everything that kogami does, and ryuu wants to be run under by it, swallowed whole. tail giving a long, thoughtful swipe against the cool mattress, ryuu shifts to balance kogami's warm weight on him, gentle thighs parting, hips rolling, and hands reaching for him.
ryuu's breath flutters gratefully from his lungs when their bodies meet, preceding his honesty: ]
I was still thinking about you.
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his own tail twines with his again, and something in him loosens, lightens, and he's cupping his face to taste him again, a soft kiss as he practically has him pinned to the bed. ryuu, beautiful and willing and fierce and strong. ryuu, who should never have left. ryuu, who came back willingly.
he's sinking into his embrace, into reaching hands, and kogami runs his tongue lightly over the younger man's lips, slow and playful. so he was thinking of him, all alone, late at night in bed? god, the things it does to him, the instincts his words awaken -- ]
What were you thinking about?
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a pleasant noise runs through the well of his chest as his arms wind around kogami, fingertips dancing over the intimate warmth of his nape, then up through the wild black snarls of hair as if he can feel out the nature of his thoughts, storming just beyond the level color of those piercing eyes.
allowing this striking man to harbor with him, the question causes ryuu to fluster slightly, heat running down his throat, into the throbbing bitemarks adorning his neck and shoulders. ]
The things you did to me.
[ quiet, truthful. his tail gives a slip against kogami's, honey and raven. his fingers carve over his scalp fondly and he lays his head back on the pillow to look him in the eye. ]
It's strange. Like a blur, but I remember everything so clearly.
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[ kogami murmurs in return, his hands coming to brush over his jaw, cradling his face in his hands. it's intimate, full of warmth and desire that isn't borne from sanguis instincts -- no, it's something else, memories of their time twined together, and when the kiss ends, kogami's toes are curled, his tail tightening around ryuu's.
he can feel it, the way ryuu's pulse dances, the gentle touch of his fingers, the invitation that kogami takes for himself as his lips chase his blossoming blush from cheeks to chin to the line of his throat. the bitemarks are still there, recovering but vibrant, proof of what they've done together, and kogami's tongue laves over it, wet and hot and deliberate, affection trailing in every sensuous linger.
if kogami is the storm, then ryuu is the eye of it -- the one thing that keeps him anchored in this pivotal moment. he's divesting him swiftly of everything he had turned up in, eager to feel the heat of ryuu's skin, to sink into him again, and as he looks up into gorgeous gold eyes, he sucks another lovebite over his clavicle, his hand reaching between his thighs to carefully stroke over his cock. ]
You still feel so right.
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his hips lift into kogami's motions, cock growing thick in his grasp. ryuu's fingers loosen from his hair, trailing reverently down the length of his back, mapping muscle, giving his skin slow, mellow rakes with his nails. so many little things that bond them together, that give this a rhythm.
whimpering a quiet noise at the attention being paid to him, his grip on his back tapers off when he reaches the base of kogami's tail, fingertips smoothing along the divot of his ass. he leans up, giving him an affectionate nuzzle, a rumbling whisper. ]
Go slow this time.
[ he's his. ]
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[ it's a promise. kogami's impatiently shedding his own clothes, sighing when it's the intimate brush of skin against skin again, molten heat stirring within him, ruffling his feral instincts. but sanguis is ebbing, and kogami has a little more control over them now. his mouth finds the hollow of his throat, shivering at his nails -- how he remembers when ryuu had torn open skin, all but impaled on his cock and howling for more.
kogami licks his lips, biting softly at his throat again as his tail flicks at his touch, curling tighter around ryuu's. he smiles when he kisses him again, and he's sliding both their cocks together, the velvet friction making his breath catch.
here they are, back again. and ryuu, all his. ]
I want you to feel every inch of me. I want to go so deep -- you'll never forget who I am.
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