[ it's such an easy balancing of the scales, a natural level in their equilibrium, steeped in red and gravitational like celestial bodies as it is. ryuu hadn't come here to prove or change anything. he hadn't come to surrender. he came here to show kogami that it's not only him - that it doesn't have to only be him. he came here to meet him, eye to eye and heart to heart.
that willingness prevails as fingertips break the seam of his mouth to alleviate the emptiness he feels when kogami withdraws his undone kisses. ryuu's lips part for them, plush and soft as he takes him in, past the first knuckle, then second, up and up until they're almost fully buried in him. a breath pours from his nose and he muffles a whine into the digits, aching to be clutched around him in as many ways as he can. his tongue curls against the bottoms of kogami's fingers, sucking at him, slicking skin with the ample just-kissed heat of his mouth. he doesn't have to fully understand it to embrace the instincts that leave him so wanting, pretty lips working over his skin until it shines and drips.
chroma rises in time with his pulse, and his ears give a restless flicker atop his head, mussing locks of hair. pulling back, ryuu looks him in the eye as his lips pop off the tips of his wet fingers; it's dark, fearless gold on steely blue. there's no famine to be found poised between his thighs, only a feast.
as if in acceptance of him, ryuu rolls his body low beneath kogami, knees coming to steeples on either side him as he spreads his legs with a swipe of his tail, offering new skin, sex, the scent of his single desire thickening between them.
[ kogami finds himself helplessly swept up in his orbit, like waves colliding and becoming one, becoming greater -- he swears he can hear the beat of ryuu's heart with his own, that this has long ceased to become a fight; not for dominance, not conquest. something fundamental has shifted within the space of these moments, when ryuu slots into all the raw, ragged spaces between beast and man; all men are an island until they aren't.
ryuu tethers kogami to himself, invites him out of the madness of raging instincts, and in the embrace of his tender sacrifice he presents a feast, the rich, primal scent of sex filling his nostrils, his head, going right down to his thickened, flushed cock, heavy and proud between muscled thighs.
finally he can put a name to what he craves -- golden-eyed and fearlessly bold, a vivid, compelling vision of perfection distilled into one man. ryuu, and everything in him becomes a guttural symphony of soaring desire, a liturgy mapped between his thighs, and kogami can do nothing but worship.
he seals his lips over that pretty, pretty mouth hungrily, two wet fingers sliding up inside of him, insistent but threaded with the last vestige of tenderness. he's tight, almost impossibly so, and kogami licks hungrily into his mouth, tongue tangling with his before he pulls away, shared spit onto his free hand to slick up his own cock. even in his most feral he remains unwilling to hurt more than he ought, and ryuu's soft whines strike him deep, the animal in him rearing to provide, to soothe.
soon, he wants to say. soon, he'll be buried inside the impossibly intoxicating clutch of him, soon he'll see what this beautiful creature looks like, impaled on his cock. kogami will drown in him, and in the depths of his chest is a quiet, bestial chuff, wordless and new. the moon opens up new capillaries of affection, through which the nascent pulses of love, impulse, and instinct surge, and kogami is drunk on all of it, when he kisses him anew, fingers working him open to press the thick, full head of his dripping cock against his puckered, blood-spit slick little hole. ]
[ to each their own, until the collision of stars yields new life among the destruction and the dust, before logic and order rise and only nature reigns - burning, strong, attractive. his blood pulls in his body, surfacing in response to the rush of kogami's. he feels it beneath his skin, in his breathing. he's close. so close, but not close enough. motion supplants the pain of taking him, the desire to lay the beast in him bare before kogami. his heart runs wild in his body, dragging the thin edges of his pulse along behind it, the desire to be full of the man above him soothing the raw edges of his nerves.
into his mouth, ryuu shudders a breath - a deep, appreciative growl. that cock of his tests the limits of his patience as it eases at him, hot, thickened flesh sinking into tight muscle with an aching slowness. it hollows the breath from his chest and makes him squirm under his devouring weight. ryuu sinks his teeth into their kiss, slow and deliberate. more. he can handle so much more of him.
thighs locking about him, ryuu reaches up to grasp kogami's sides, fingers kneading and clawing on toned muscle to draw him in further. his blunted nails dig crescents into him that extend into long, violent red clawmarks just as the moon would descend along a broad horizon. turn, glow, crash into him. leave him marveling, addicted to this path.
inch by inch, ryuu encourages him to sheath the length of him inside, deeper and quicker, no matter the resistance kogami meets with only relentless heat, blood, and spit paving the way. his own cock has filled out, silken hot skin over the hard flesh as it bobs with each cant of his hips. he's so heavy that it's unbearable, and ryuu breaks the kiss with a gasp, arching into his and baring his neck where his skin lays at its thinnest. ]
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that willingness prevails as fingertips break the seam of his mouth to alleviate the emptiness he feels when kogami withdraws his undone kisses. ryuu's lips part for them, plush and soft as he takes him in, past the first knuckle, then second, up and up until they're almost fully buried in him. a breath pours from his nose and he muffles a whine into the digits, aching to be clutched around him in as many ways as he can. his tongue curls against the bottoms of kogami's fingers, sucking at him, slicking skin with the ample just-kissed heat of his mouth. he doesn't have to fully understand it to embrace the instincts that leave him so wanting, pretty lips working over his skin until it shines and drips.
chroma rises in time with his pulse, and his ears give a restless flicker atop his head, mussing locks of hair. pulling back, ryuu looks him in the eye as his lips pop off the tips of his wet fingers; it's dark, fearless gold on steely blue. there's no famine to be found poised between his thighs, only a feast.
as if in acceptance of him, ryuu rolls his body low beneath kogami, knees coming to steeples on either side him as he spreads his legs with a swipe of his tail, offering new skin, sex, the scent of his single desire thickening between them.
mate. ]
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ryuu tethers kogami to himself, invites him out of the madness of raging instincts, and in the embrace of his tender sacrifice he presents a feast, the rich, primal scent of sex filling his nostrils, his head, going right down to his thickened, flushed cock, heavy and proud between muscled thighs.
finally he can put a name to what he craves -- golden-eyed and fearlessly bold, a vivid, compelling vision of perfection distilled into one man. ryuu, and everything in him becomes a guttural symphony of soaring desire, a liturgy mapped between his thighs, and kogami can do nothing but worship.
he seals his lips over that pretty, pretty mouth hungrily, two wet fingers sliding up inside of him, insistent but threaded with the last vestige of tenderness. he's tight, almost impossibly so, and kogami licks hungrily into his mouth, tongue tangling with his before he pulls away, shared spit onto his free hand to slick up his own cock. even in his most feral he remains unwilling to hurt more than he ought, and ryuu's soft whines strike him deep, the animal in him rearing to provide, to soothe.
soon, he wants to say. soon, he'll be buried inside the impossibly intoxicating clutch of him, soon he'll see what this beautiful creature looks like, impaled on his cock. kogami will drown in him, and in the depths of his chest is a quiet, bestial chuff, wordless and new. the moon opens up new capillaries of affection, through which the nascent pulses of love, impulse, and instinct surge, and kogami is drunk on all of it, when he kisses him anew, fingers working him open to press the thick, full head of his dripping cock against his puckered, blood-spit slick little hole. ]
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into his mouth, ryuu shudders a breath - a deep, appreciative growl. that cock of his tests the limits of his patience as it eases at him, hot, thickened flesh sinking into tight muscle with an aching slowness. it hollows the breath from his chest and makes him squirm under his devouring weight. ryuu sinks his teeth into their kiss, slow and deliberate. more. he can handle so much more of him.
thighs locking about him, ryuu reaches up to grasp kogami's sides, fingers kneading and clawing on toned muscle to draw him in further. his blunted nails dig crescents into him that extend into long, violent red clawmarks just as the moon would descend along a broad horizon. turn, glow, crash into him. leave him marveling, addicted to this path.
inch by inch, ryuu encourages him to sheath the length of him inside, deeper and quicker, no matter the resistance kogami meets with only relentless heat, blood, and spit paving the way. his own cock has filled out, silken hot skin over the hard flesh as it bobs with each cant of his hips. he's so heavy that it's unbearable, and ryuu breaks the kiss with a gasp, arching into his and baring his neck where his skin lays at its thinnest. ]
Your teeth...
[ use them. he needs it. ]