[ it's intense, how they're so close already and yet when eichi pulls him in further, ryuu doesn't even think twice about responding likewise. he draws his arm around him as if his body's going to desperately spill over into whatever empty spaces are left behind. there aren't many, anymore. lashes brushing against the delicate skin of eichi's neck, ryuu arches against him, skin and heartbeats all wonderfully mixed, and eases into that nudge. fingertips first, with more strength this time, enough to sink his fingers in more confidently. there's a bit of a flex at the swift sensation this time, but it doesn't take him long to start moving and feeling him out in earnest. though slow, he's pressing in deep, thrusting those long fingers of his and feeling out just what he can do.
the breath he releases against eichi's skin is somewhat halted by slender fingers clutched to the back of his neck. like he can shake his thoughts loose by touch alone. he inhales again, body welling with restlessness, and lifts his face without opening his eyes to kiss at the underside of his jaw. like this, he can imagine the entirety of his pulse in his mouth.
it's enough to get a deep sound hitching up from the bottom of his chest, appreciative. that same twilight sound that his playfulness stands out against. ]
You feel that way too.
[ how his body takes his fingers in, the resistance becoming less pronounced. it's good. it's really good, to experience it this way, to get a taste of the fever, the cadence they're capable of. only the taut muscles coiled in his hips say otherwise, cock twitching and beading with precum. his brow knits faintly, concentration trying to go in two directions, suddenly. ]
Eichi-kun...
[ just his name, but it's the first time ryuu has sounded needy throughout this encounter. ]
[Just a name, but it has everything Eichi wants to hear in it. He can feel the tension in Ryuu's muscles, the way their bodies shift when pressed so close together from every movement. There's a want in it, isn't there? A need, and he wants to draw that out further, even as his own begins to overpower his senses. Long fingers stretch him, and he relaxes into it, craving that full feeling— it's only a taste. There's more to come, so much more, and he rocks his hips back once more into the next pump of fingers to show that desperation of his, a shuddering breath escaping as he does.]
That's nice...
[Quiet, a rumble in his throat as he grips tighter at Ryuu everywhere he's holding. He must be starving for attention himself by now, right? He wants to make it worse, until he can't stand it...]
Please, keep sounding just like that... I want to hear it, you know? That I'm not the only one so drawn in.
[Admissions are the best way to encourage this, and it's a freeing sort of thing to be able to do, too. He feels more naked than he ever has before, like this, and it's a thrill. Like he's aware of every bit of skin exposed to cold air, anything that's covered by Ryuu's own warmth, and everything that's not. They can still grow closer. Almost, almost... He's ready, he's wanting. Fingers brush a particularly sensitive point, and he gasps louder, leaning more, whining.]
Ah, Ryuu-kun, that's enough, so let me feel all of you. [Despite him just earlier saying Ryuu can decide how long he wants to do this, he's changed his mind already. Of course. His hand tangles back into his hair, fingers curling tighter still.]
I'll grow cold if you don't... [He won't quite so easily, but. He's using everything to try and convince him.]
[ at this point, ryuu doesn't need much convincing. that tremble that'd been been laced throughout his body pulls as all the touches seem to hit a collective high point, like threads of fire. the feel of his need breathed across his ear, tugging fingers, the roll of eichi's hips right into his hands. his pulse pools in such wild places in response - the insides of his thighs, his stomach, the back of his neck. a thin sheen of sweat already shines on his body. and there's no way he won't keep pressing all the warmth he's capable into eichi now. maybe he'd been playful earlier when he'd risen to the challenge but he's glad eichi's changed his mind.
his face lifts and he dips in for a reassuring kiss, tongue curling fondly against his lips. he's all in. ]
Don't worry.
[ a little rhetorical, but honest. competitive as he is, he's not much of a tease. and he's tipped into wanting this just as much now, heart smeared right on his sleeve. there's something to be said for meeting someone right at the edge of their desire, a breathtaking willingness to give, to not hold back. ]
I wouldn't let that happen.
[ uncurling his arm from around eichi's waist, ryuu steadies his hips and gently pushes back to get him to ease off of his fingers. it doesn't take him long to be overwhelmed by the ache left behind from pulling away that point of contact, so he's back to grabbing for the bottle of lubricant he'd abandoned somewhere in the couch cushions.
his fingers might be one thing, but the entire length of him is another. ]
[Once Ryuu's fingers slip free, Eichi is left feeling far too wanting. Empty, desperate, hungry— his mind is free of any thoughts now and left purely with the word more. This is a dream come true, after all. Without any influence of a moon, without any excessive pushing from him or planting of ideas, this came about naturally. Without any of that, he was feeling this need reflected back at him with just as much intensity as his own. The more time that passes, the more Eichi is aware of it, and it's something he's not sure he'll ever be able to express his appreciation for properly.
Shallow breaths chase after lips the moment he's able to again, and he moves his arms, trembling fingers touching down on either side of Ryuu's face, like he's something precious. It's in his eyes in that moment, too, the awe of it, and he exhales and slides his fingers back, holding his face properly as he leans into him for another kiss. It's powerful, too, filled with feelings he can't convey or doesn't have the time to.
"I wouldn't let that happen" is such a sweet sentiment, after all. It touches his heart so deeply he almost feels like crying... He wants that warmth, no matter how it comes. His shaky breaths space his words more and more, and he might be obstructing Ryuu's view or concentration here, but he doesn't care. He wants this contact to hold him over.]
You're so...
[That thought trails off without completion, and he kisses him again, and again, fingers tightening almost too much where he holds him. It's almost like he's worried he might slip away.]
I want to be able to feel you for days after this. [That's going to happen no matter how much they prepare, he's sure, and he's excited for it, catching Ryuu's bottom lip between his own and tugging slightly at it.] I want that warmth to blossom into a fire that heats me whenever I think of you. You understand, don't you...? That you'll be filling me up to my heart?
[Whatever he means by that, it's punctuated, as the other sentences, with a kiss. This one is deeper than the rest, though, ignoring the burning in his chest.]
[ for ryuu, it's simple. people ought to be kept warm. they should be taken care of, and helped, and loved. there are people like him, who've been hurt and so know the value of kindness, but there are also people who've been hurt and hurt in return, who have their reasoning warped, and ryuu thinks - if there was just a little less of that, if there was just someone who could benefit from something so ordinary and plentiful like human warmth... why wouldn't he offer it?
things shift in that moment, almost imperceptible, but to someone like him, the effects are too stunning to ignore. it's enough to get his motions stalling, to get his mind momentarily off what he was doing - newly wet fingers and palm working around his length to make what's to come as easy as he can.
but he's completely taken in by the fierceness of those kisses, the need pressed into the sides of his face by eichi's fingertips. catching his gaze, that bright jewel-blue, ryuu can't help the way his own widens. eichi's trembling so much and breathing so shallowly that ryuu almost allows worry to surface, but the words driven into him grip his heart, the pressure around it wonderful, curled, and warm. eichi has a way with words that ryuu can't even hope to aspire to, seductive and ardent, like a prayer. instead of slipping away, ryuu leans up into it, finding the right angle to let their lips meet that final time as an answer to those questions. ]
Eichi...
[ formality falls away too. he understands. ]
That's good. [ he's not selfish enough to want to take up that much space, but if it's been left lonely, it's no small thing to offer him willingly. ryuu takes a deep inhale, pulling a kiss along with it. ] That's good, you know... your heart's the most important part.
[ he can say that and mean it, voice made rich and throaty by heat and exertion. he can that and mean it while he's moving, hand switching places on himself for a better position while he pulls at eichi's thigh with his free hand, finally urging him forward. his body wants him as much as his heart does. he leaves another kiss at his mouth, also pulling at his lips, his breath - pulling, pulling, pulling, so he can fall forward without fear of not being caught. ]
[Eichi's heart is pounding so hard that he can feel it shaking his body, from his chest and out, throbbing in his ears. This time, though, it's not something that's gripping him and threatening to squeeze out his life. It's steady, a reminder of his life, an encouragement that he's still here, still real, and very much surrounded by Ryuu's warmth. He makes it so easy, doesn't he? To lean forward, to chase those kisses, that breath, to welcome him to fall without a second thought of what might happen next. Eichi gives into it completely, following the pulls at his thigh, at his mouth, and shifting into the new angle that can bring him as close as can be.
Maybe he's too impatient, like he's following so excitedly that he's tripping in his rush to stay at the front of things, but he wants that final rush of feeling to solidify these emotions of his. With the next shift forward, he lowers himself enough to brush against the tip of Ryuu's length, not forceful so much as inviting and eager. His breath shudders with his anticipation, and he slides one of his hands down from Ryuu's face to rest over his chest, splaying his fingers. It's not a gesture meant to push or even create any sort of distance. Rather, it feels like a way to brace himself against him as he moves this close, kissing him again, open-mouthed and wanting. Even Ryuu's taste is a comfort he wants to chase.]
Mm... here?
[Lined up like this, it's playful, hanging onto this last bit of tension before they can finally do this. He's relaxed, he's breathing heavy, and supporting his weight with Ryuu, he lowers himself further still, enough to press without actually taking any of him in. Tease.]
I want to hear you say my name like that again and again, you know...
[ tease. not an unfamiliar concept to someone as reactive as he is, but the sensations are all so overwhelming and new that his body jolts and all his big talk dissolves into a groan and a lift of his hips that he barely remembers to control. all the heat of their time working up to this has left him wanting more than he has ever has before, more than he'd ever think to ask for. his normal thoughts start to blur and rush at the contact, breath giving a short stutter. one hand digs into eichi's thigh and the other slips higher on his cock for stability, giving the head of it a rub against his entrance before daring to start to guide him down, to push. he's so hard... feeling finally starts to overcome thinking, now that the feelings behind this seem so clear. ]
- ah, there.
[ ryuu breathes it into the kiss, the fantastic softness of his lips and tongue, concentration on it half-stolen by the presence of elegant fingers pressed to his chest, right next to his wild heartbeat. ]
Eichi, [ again and again, he can do that. ] can we...
[He repeats it, drawn out, eyes lighting up at the reactions he's getting out of Ryuu. Yes, yes, this is everything he wanted, and it feels like this dance they've been joined in has spun into his lead. Carefully, he lowers himself further along with Ryuu's pushes. His hand stays against his chest, a clear support of his own weight as he moves, breath hitching and holding as he takes another inch. So much... This is really something he wouldn't have been able to handle without preparing for.]
Can we what? This?
[His voice is barely above a whisper, but it's not as if he's going to tease as much as to wait entirely for Ryuu to lose it here. He's been dying for this himself, after all. And so slowly, steadily, he works himself down, then eases off, then back down again, little by little until he reaches to urge Ryuu's hand away, and gravity has helped him take him in entirely.
It's enough to make him groan, squeezing at Ryuu's arm, ducking his head. He's going to need more than a moment before he starts any sort of rhythm, so hopefully he can put up with the tortuous wait of him just sitting on him like this, not moving just yet.]
[ no amount of steeling and imagination would have been able to guide him through those first few motions, the friction alone enough to make his mind spin. ryuu has to hold his breath as that closeness they share sharpens, heat panging through him at the way their bodies fit, the more that eichi takes in. with his other hand no longer needed as support, it roves over eichi's other thigh, and it's not long before ryuu is holding onto him too, bearing with the heat and the dizziness. he can feel the zips and quivers racing up his slender legs, like this. most thoughts leave his head at how much he wants all those little sensations to grow into one, to run up against him until it crashes, but it's only most of his thoughts - not all.
eyes fluttering open with a bit more conviction, ryuu huffs and blinks some of the daze away, gaze focusing on eichi's face. all of the touches shared and boundaries crossed really just lead him right back there, trying to get a glimpse of those pretty eyes as he breathes, as he murmurs his name in encouragement.
it's really difficult to hold still like this when he just wants to pour over. ryuu wants to move. but he has incredible self control of his body even now, hips giving the gentlest flex to adjust to eichi being so tightly wrapped around him now. he can feel his cock twitch, but not enough to really shake him, to stretch him more than he's prepared for. ]
Take your time.
[ mirroring those first few movements when this all started, ryuu brushes the skin of his legs with his thumbs, more understanding now than shy. ]
[There's just a silent nod of his head as he gets used to the size of him. Breathing shallowly, quickly, he shifts his hips one way and the other to just feel the girth of him pressed so deeply. Focused as he is, there's no worry about how he might look, or what he might sound like, but still his movements manage to be something that look staged.
When he's ready, finally, he looks up from beneath long lashes to meet Ryuu's eyes before his chin lifts along with it, fingers scrunching and then splaying out again along his chest as he pushes himself off of him nearly completely, before dropping back down.
It's a lot. It's a lot, and it's wonderful, and the intensity draws out a moan that's been collecting itself in the back of his throat for some time now.]
Ryuu. [They've dropped formalities, for this intimate moment, and so he allows himself to gasp his name on the tail end of it, pressing past the throbbing that comes from the motions, the fullness, the way he's pushing his body. But it's not too intense. Not with this huge rush of Chroma soaking into him with every movement. Is it his feelings that add on to this so much? But it's also just that good, he thinks. This moment. This chemistry.]
It's a little embarrassing, when you look at me like that...
[So he says, arching his back a little with the next movement, gasping into the feeling of it. Trying to angle himself to hit an even more perfect spot, to stretch himself as he goes and really soak in that feeling. His free hand lifts to curl near his own collarbone, a shy gesture that only stays that way for a split second before he's dragging slender fingertips down his own body.]
...I like it, though, you know...? Your eyes on me. I— ah, it feels like you really want me...
[And... doesn't he? It feels like it. That's as deep as he'll think on it, for fear of finding some reason for it to not be true. Right now, it's just a happy moment. Deep, intimate, their breaths both ragged, lewd sounds mixing with them in the air, growing steadily louder. He's on fire, and it's warming him to the core. Finally dragging down his hips to slip back onto Ryuu's skin, he lowers his body more against him with the next roll, blue eyes shining on his.]
Keep those hands on me, won't you? I want to feel them even more... This really is too slow, but I'll drag it along until neither of us can take it anymore.
[Again, he wants to kiss. To press close, even if it temporarily pauses or slows him in the rest of his movements. He wants to bury his feelings into it.]
[ a shiver sweeps over him. he likes hearing his name like that; he's always liked closeness over formality.
it's how someone important to him would use it. ]
It's not too slow...
[ not for him, not like this. the motions ache, dragging against his composure, but the feelings that well in place of it are more than worth the time he's spending on it. ryuu can commit it all to memory this way, to the very shape of his heartbeat as it redefines everything he knows about how his body likes to move. all this intensity, this newness that he could speed through, but finds that he rather wouldn't now that it's finally, finally happening.
ryuu's eyes flutter shut as he leans in to meet eichi's kiss before even establishing a rhythm. even with his eyes closed, he sees him on the back of his eyelids - bright blue, the way his own hand drew down his body while he moved. his kisses feel a little melted by his own warmth now, pliant and open mouthed. ]
It's like I really get to know how you feel... that's why - it's okay, hah...
[ of course he's sentimental about it, sinking into the way eichi feels in his hands and in his mouth, moving with him, around him. he's so tight, the heat of his body so amazing that it's worth craving. ryuu sucks in a gasp at the next kiss, the next arch of his back and roll of his hips. before long, the motions start to come into themselves, a rhythm rising into the way skin meets skin, the way movement matches.
hands smoothing up his thighs, ryuu steadies and thrusts, the collision a little louder, the angle a little deeper. it's so strong that he has to muffle a full moan into eichi's mouth - he has a big lung capacity, and it's loud, so much that it actually surprises him.
as the kiss breaks, he can't stand the thought of easing back after something so intense, so he continues with those slow, strong strokes of his hips upwards. ]
Eichi... [ he's growing so breathless. ] Eichi...!
[Ryuu manages to say such flattering and surprising things, sometimes. Even his cutesy, impatient comments are met with such genuine things. They make him feel so thoroughly loved that he's not sure if it's those words or their motions together that are heating his face more. Not that it matters, really. All that does matter is that he's warm, and he's being touched, and he's hearing his name, and that thrust combined with that moan is so wonderful that it shakes him to the core. Unable to elaborate on his thoughts, he's focused too much on breathing, on making sure that he chases this feeling with all that he's got.
That last kiss breaks, and Eichi has to really gasp for air this time, each exhale bringing rising noises that pair up with the way he's moving his hips to meet Ryuu's. His name... hearing his own name like that, the breathlessness, the energy— the next thrust angles so perfectly that he cries out with it, head ducking and fingers grasping at whatever part of Ryuu he can hold onto. There's no more of him touching or playing around. It's all this feeling, the way they collide each time, how even the pain in his thighs feels raw and wonderful.
His hair slips more into his face and his eyes drift shut so that he can focus on everything. Ryuu inside of him completely, those fingers on his thighs, that voice ringing in his ears like music. He's dizzy, he's so dizzy, and he's already beginning to struggle with his stamina like this. Sloppily, one of his hands moves back to brush over one of Ryuu's, urging it further up his thigh, his hip, squeezing—]
Like this— help me.
[Hopefully he can understand from that much what he means, though he thinks it's fairly straightforward. Ryuu's already helping with those thrusts of his, but more and more, he can pick up the slack, right? It's harder and harder to lift up enough to get the full satisfying crash back down, and he wants it full, he wants it harder—]
Ryuu...
[His name slips out, again, and he moves his hand from Ryuu's to tuck blonde hair behind his ear again, blinking past the daze to catch his face again.]
Make sure you, ah, feel everything.
[Even completely into it like this, he has the time to be bossy...? It's cuter when he's making faces like this, though, probably. Ahh, he really wants more, he really wants to see more... Ryuu's losing his composure too, right? He wants to see that crack grow, to feel everything that overflows from it. It's so much that he can only express it in these moans and mixed gasps of Ryuu's name.]
I am. [ he is. it doesn't seem right not to reach out with everything he has, in this case. his hands, his voice, the entirety of his body. he huffs and it stutters with his own heartbeat, with half a laugh. ] I won't stop.
[ even if he thought to, which is such a distant possibility that ryuu doesn't even consider it, the pleasure he's starting to feel rolling up his body captures his thoughts and pares them down to just one: he can do more. his face feels hot and there's sweat on his temples, but his hand has followed eichi's positioning, and soon the other joins it at the angles of his waist.
with a brush of his nose across his cheek, the rhythm wanes for a moment as he reorients himself, grip strengthening. pulling back, ryuu seems to know when to give him the space to look him in the eye properly. chroma aside, he knew he wasn't feeling well before this. he hasn't forgotten - he rarely does.
ryuu catches his eye fondly, golden bright. ]
Give your weight to me, okay?
[ there's a hopefulness in his voice mismatched to its timbre, but it's all him still, figuring out what feels the best, where to put his strength. he's not about to let himself break until he's certain it can be the both of them. with the strength coiled in his arms, he tightens his grip on eichi's waist and lifts, helping him push himself almost entirely off. it's a maddening amount of space until it suddenly isn't - until he's guiding him to crash back down on his cock in time with his next thrust. his hips coil hotly. that new angle and intensity, that lack of strain, makes it all feel so much more powerful. ryuu bites back a noise but doesn't let the moment escape from them, repeating the motion while supporting him this time, while starting a new rhythm. ]
- nnh, that's better, isn't it...?
[ he didn't think his heart could race any faster, but he's proving himself wrong. if he stays this course, he's sure he won't last much longer. but it feels too good to hold back now, thrusts coming quicker and harder to seek out that depth in eichi's body that he's really craving. ]
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[Incredible. He's given his weight to Ryuu entirely, wrapping his arms more solidly around his shoulders as they shift. It's just enough, and as this new rhythm settles in, it manages to reach deeper, to fill him in a way that has him shuddering and moaning louder, no matter how he tries to bite it back. His own cock throbs, precum leaking down the side from the tip as he grips tighter at Ryuu's back.]
It's better.
[He speaks quickly, for that, slipped out between the motions before another crash of their hips has him trying to pull the rest of their bodies closer together. It's hot, everything is hot. The air, their bodies, those hands on him— he can feel it in his core, bubbling up and threatening to spill over. Words don't even matter any more. He can't think of a flirty or playful retort to Ryuu, he can't think of any comments to tease him more or encourage him further. There's just the way his body reacts so plainly, how his noises slip out in every breath now, and his nails rake across skin in an attempt to drag them impossibly together.
In the moments he can, he chases Ryuu's lips again. Desperate kisses that are too sloppy to stay connected, especially with how much he's moved with each bounce. Eventually, they're just whines pressed against his mouth, begging to be swallowed. Just like this... just like this alone, with how Ryuu is reaching, how he's filling, how he hits that perfect spot and gets Eichi to cry out— he's getting so close, himself. Maybe, together, they can...
His lips brush over Ryuu's cheek in his next shift.]
Ryuu... [A gasped name, encouraging, demanding, impatient and appreciative all at once. It's so nice, slow and feeling, but he's a glutton, and things are so hot, now. The Chroma, too, feels wonderful, and without having to worry as much about lifting himself through the motions, it's perfectly fine.] More, Ryuu...!
[Ah, that one was louder than he would have liked, but he's long past the point of caring about volume or appearance, anyway.]
[ everything in his body reacts as if more just isn't enough. his fingers clutch into eichi's sides, grip supple-strong on perfect skin, and he flexes his shoulders into the scrape of nails over them. a single roll of broad muscles has him shifting eichi's arms up and around him, closer now with every roll of his hips, so his moans and gasps dissipate right on him just like the rest of his touches.
ryuu doesn't need any other encouragement than the way his body sings to him like this, the undone noises on his mouth that he's eager to taste. honesty does him in faster than eloquence will, and ryuu breathes in every whimper, matches it with his own feverish noises. it strengthens in him with every slick thrust, the single-minded need to give eichi what he's grown desperate for. ]
Eichi... Eichi. [ he doesn't care where he kisses anymore. his damp lips, smeared against his flushed cheek, up into his hair. he releases an unabashed noise over the contour of his ear, a deep guttural sound that's half teeth. ] I want you to...
[ his rhythm reaches a pitch as he slams his hips upwards this time, and then again, and again, seeking out that sweet spot to make him finally snap. those cries of his make ryuu's heartbeat shudder, echoing off him, echoing off the walls of his apartment. there's a tightness in his belly that he's chasing with every stroke of his cock, a place within eichi he can actually feel himself hit. it's wild. it feels so wild, to drive them together that closely. his whole core heats up in anticipation of it.
burying a moan into a deep kiss, ryuu uses his grip to give eichi's waist a sharp pull against him, his arched back letting him hit an angle that makes him see stars. ]
[Eichi's hold gets looser, slips more, and he loses track of his own volume. The rest of his sounds don't form real words. They're cries and half managed gasps of Ryuu's name, spilled out desperately as his eyes close and he allows himself to fall into this completely.
Those words, guttural and too close to his ear, make his breath hitch, and he swears the heat inside of him boils from that alone. He has trouble moving his hips along with the movements at first, relying more and more on Ryuu until the last stretch. He can feel it, all of his muscles tensing, the pleasure rising— and so he rocks with him a few more times, nails digging in tight when he strikes that spot deep inside of him once more and finally goes over the edge.
He releases between them, and the mess hardly feels like an issue right now, in the heat of the moment, but he'll likely apologize later. Right now, it's just the sounds of reaching that peak, the heavy gasping as he tries to catch his breath. Together, he hopes it was together, but regardless—
His hands move to cup Ryuu's face again, and even if his chest is burning for how much he needs oxygen, he kisses him deeply, a passionate gesture he can't hold back from. This was intimate, after all. Their hearts connected, at least in some way... and he wants to chase that just a bit, before it's gone.]
[ that shudder in eichi's rhythm as it comes apart has all of ryuu's attention for those few moments where he can really feel it happening. never having experienced it before, he wants to know what it's like, the shape of it. he'd wanted to take him there since this started, after all, to give him that - and he's so focused on riding out the waves of eichi's release that only the following kiss reorients him, reminds him of himself.
his eyes flutter shut and with a few more desperate, shaky thrusts into the pliant warmth wrapped around him, he's finishing too. they'd already slowed down by the time it happens, so the sudden snap that breaks the tightness gathered in his hips is all the more vivid. he comes in a few soft, obvious spasms, that rush of liquid heat between them making him unhitch a sharp sigh against eichi's tongue. he almost bites down, but it winds up instead as a low groan, a scrape of teeth. he's sweating, breathless, his body's shaken, and he still doesn't let go of that kiss. ryuu leans into his hands, arms coiling about his waist.
if he's tired, he can only imagine that eichi might need the support in the next few moments when he breaks the kiss, filling the space between them with quiet panting for air. ]
[Ahh, there it is. The warmth filling him, the tense and release of every muscle in the larger body beneath him, and that wonderful kiss. Eichi whispers his name once more, longing to draw out this feeling between them. Like their hearts are dancing together...
But the kiss breaks as it should, and Eichi gasps for his next breath, head tipping down as his body slumps forward. He can barely manage to move, with this level of exhaustion. Chroma is racing through him, but even that sort of stamina won't do if his muscles are tired. It's nice, to feel supported even as he leans, to be able to tuck his face against Ryuu's head and catch his breath, to let his arms slip from where they were in exhaustion and not worry about ending up on the floor.
The cool air finally hits their hot skin, and it feels wonderful even if Eichi knows it will feel too chilly before too long. Unable to manage words, but wanting to express that he's okay, that he enjoyed it, he nudges his face to the side, lips burying into Ryuu's hair to plant a tired kiss. Slowly, steadily, his breathing improves, but his eyelids feel heavy and he keeps them closed again.]
[ ryuu waits it out with him despite being sturdy and capable of a quick recovery. it feels like everything he'd had in him had been given away, but following those moments of complete looseness, his strength starts to fill out again, that normal tension returning to his body. even so, ryuu's not making a single move to dislodge eichi from him. still buried in him and feeling sensitive, it's easier to tell from his subtle shifts and gestures how he's feeling.
plus, he likes it. having this connection to still sink into even when the high of it is fading fast. he's not thinking about the mess, or the oncoming chill. chroma drifts lazily between them, briefly rising at the kiss. ryuu tilts into it with a low hum, eyes also closed. ]
Stay with me as long as you like today.
[ ryuu purposefully leaves any specifics out. he can take his time recovering, and anything else - that can come as it comes. ]
[ He loves it like this. Intimate even now, not wanting to pull apart or let Ryuu slip out. He breathes shakily, nuzzling more into him, breathing him in. ]
If you offer something like that to me... I might never leave, you know?
[ His laugh barely has any sound behind it, and his fingers brush feather light wherever they shift, positioning them where he can relax the most. ]
I’ll rest... just for a bit.
[ So don’t go anywhere, is the silent comment there, even as close as this. He drifts off just like this, his body wanting to recover, but he stays clinging to Ryuu for as much as his fingers will curl. ]
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the breath he releases against eichi's skin is somewhat halted by slender fingers clutched to the back of his neck. like he can shake his thoughts loose by touch alone. he inhales again, body welling with restlessness, and lifts his face without opening his eyes to kiss at the underside of his jaw. like this, he can imagine the entirety of his pulse in his mouth.
it's enough to get a deep sound hitching up from the bottom of his chest, appreciative. that same twilight sound that his playfulness stands out against. ]
You feel that way too.
[ how his body takes his fingers in, the resistance becoming less pronounced. it's good. it's really good, to experience it this way, to get a taste of the fever, the cadence they're capable of. only the taut muscles coiled in his hips say otherwise, cock twitching and beading with precum. his brow knits faintly, concentration trying to go in two directions, suddenly. ]
Eichi-kun...
[ just his name, but it's the first time ryuu has sounded needy throughout this encounter. ]
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That's nice...
[Quiet, a rumble in his throat as he grips tighter at Ryuu everywhere he's holding. He must be starving for attention himself by now, right? He wants to make it worse, until he can't stand it...]
Please, keep sounding just like that... I want to hear it, you know? That I'm not the only one so drawn in.
[Admissions are the best way to encourage this, and it's a freeing sort of thing to be able to do, too. He feels more naked than he ever has before, like this, and it's a thrill. Like he's aware of every bit of skin exposed to cold air, anything that's covered by Ryuu's own warmth, and everything that's not. They can still grow closer. Almost, almost... He's ready, he's wanting. Fingers brush a particularly sensitive point, and he gasps louder, leaning more, whining.]
Ah, Ryuu-kun, that's enough, so let me feel all of you. [Despite him just earlier saying Ryuu can decide how long he wants to do this, he's changed his mind already. Of course. His hand tangles back into his hair, fingers curling tighter still.]
I'll grow cold if you don't... [He won't quite so easily, but. He's using everything to try and convince him.]
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his face lifts and he dips in for a reassuring kiss, tongue curling fondly against his lips. he's all in. ]
Don't worry.
[ a little rhetorical, but honest. competitive as he is, he's not much of a tease. and he's tipped into wanting this just as much now, heart smeared right on his sleeve. there's something to be said for meeting someone right at the edge of their desire, a breathtaking willingness to give, to not hold back. ]
I wouldn't let that happen.
[ uncurling his arm from around eichi's waist, ryuu steadies his hips and gently pushes back to get him to ease off of his fingers. it doesn't take him long to be overwhelmed by the ache left behind from pulling away that point of contact, so he's back to grabbing for the bottle of lubricant he'd abandoned somewhere in the couch cushions.
his fingers might be one thing, but the entire length of him is another. ]
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Shallow breaths chase after lips the moment he's able to again, and he moves his arms, trembling fingers touching down on either side of Ryuu's face, like he's something precious. It's in his eyes in that moment, too, the awe of it, and he exhales and slides his fingers back, holding his face properly as he leans into him for another kiss. It's powerful, too, filled with feelings he can't convey or doesn't have the time to.
"I wouldn't let that happen" is such a sweet sentiment, after all. It touches his heart so deeply he almost feels like crying... He wants that warmth, no matter how it comes. His shaky breaths space his words more and more, and he might be obstructing Ryuu's view or concentration here, but he doesn't care. He wants this contact to hold him over.]
You're so...
[That thought trails off without completion, and he kisses him again, and again, fingers tightening almost too much where he holds him. It's almost like he's worried he might slip away.]
I want to be able to feel you for days after this. [That's going to happen no matter how much they prepare, he's sure, and he's excited for it, catching Ryuu's bottom lip between his own and tugging slightly at it.] I want that warmth to blossom into a fire that heats me whenever I think of you. You understand, don't you...? That you'll be filling me up to my heart?
[Whatever he means by that, it's punctuated, as the other sentences, with a kiss. This one is deeper than the rest, though, ignoring the burning in his chest.]
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things shift in that moment, almost imperceptible, but to someone like him, the effects are too stunning to ignore. it's enough to get his motions stalling, to get his mind momentarily off what he was doing - newly wet fingers and palm working around his length to make what's to come as easy as he can.
but he's completely taken in by the fierceness of those kisses, the need pressed into the sides of his face by eichi's fingertips. catching his gaze, that bright jewel-blue, ryuu can't help the way his own widens. eichi's trembling so much and breathing so shallowly that ryuu almost allows worry to surface, but the words driven into him grip his heart, the pressure around it wonderful, curled, and warm. eichi has a way with words that ryuu can't even hope to aspire to, seductive and ardent, like a prayer. instead of slipping away, ryuu leans up into it, finding the right angle to let their lips meet that final time as an answer to those questions. ]
Eichi...
[ formality falls away too. he understands. ]
That's good. [ he's not selfish enough to want to take up that much space, but if it's been left lonely, it's no small thing to offer him willingly. ryuu takes a deep inhale, pulling a kiss along with it. ] That's good, you know... your heart's the most important part.
[ he can say that and mean it, voice made rich and throaty by heat and exertion. he can that and mean it while he's moving, hand switching places on himself for a better position while he pulls at eichi's thigh with his free hand, finally urging him forward. his body wants him as much as his heart does. he leaves another kiss at his mouth, also pulling at his lips, his breath - pulling, pulling, pulling, so he can fall forward without fear of not being caught. ]
Come here?
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Maybe he's too impatient, like he's following so excitedly that he's tripping in his rush to stay at the front of things, but he wants that final rush of feeling to solidify these emotions of his. With the next shift forward, he lowers himself enough to brush against the tip of Ryuu's length, not forceful so much as inviting and eager. His breath shudders with his anticipation, and he slides one of his hands down from Ryuu's face to rest over his chest, splaying his fingers. It's not a gesture meant to push or even create any sort of distance. Rather, it feels like a way to brace himself against him as he moves this close, kissing him again, open-mouthed and wanting. Even Ryuu's taste is a comfort he wants to chase.]
Mm... here?
[Lined up like this, it's playful, hanging onto this last bit of tension before they can finally do this. He's relaxed, he's breathing heavy, and supporting his weight with Ryuu, he lowers himself further still, enough to press without actually taking any of him in. Tease.]
I want to hear you say my name like that again and again, you know...
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- ah, there.
[ ryuu breathes it into the kiss, the fantastic softness of his lips and tongue, concentration on it half-stolen by the presence of elegant fingers pressed to his chest, right next to his wild heartbeat. ]
Eichi, [ again and again, he can do that. ] can we...
[ it's almost a plea. ]
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[He repeats it, drawn out, eyes lighting up at the reactions he's getting out of Ryuu. Yes, yes, this is everything he wanted, and it feels like this dance they've been joined in has spun into his lead. Carefully, he lowers himself further along with Ryuu's pushes. His hand stays against his chest, a clear support of his own weight as he moves, breath hitching and holding as he takes another inch. So much... This is really something he wouldn't have been able to handle without preparing for.]
Can we what? This?
[His voice is barely above a whisper, but it's not as if he's going to tease as much as to wait entirely for Ryuu to lose it here. He's been dying for this himself, after all. And so slowly, steadily, he works himself down, then eases off, then back down again, little by little until he reaches to urge Ryuu's hand away, and gravity has helped him take him in entirely.
It's enough to make him groan, squeezing at Ryuu's arm, ducking his head. He's going to need more than a moment before he starts any sort of rhythm, so hopefully he can put up with the tortuous wait of him just sitting on him like this, not moving just yet.]
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eyes fluttering open with a bit more conviction, ryuu huffs and blinks some of the daze away, gaze focusing on eichi's face. all of the touches shared and boundaries crossed really just lead him right back there, trying to get a glimpse of those pretty eyes as he breathes, as he murmurs his name in encouragement.
it's really difficult to hold still like this when he just wants to pour over. ryuu wants to move. but he has incredible self control of his body even now, hips giving the gentlest flex to adjust to eichi being so tightly wrapped around him now. he can feel his cock twitch, but not enough to really shake him, to stretch him more than he's prepared for. ]
Take your time.
[ mirroring those first few movements when this all started, ryuu brushes the skin of his legs with his thumbs, more understanding now than shy. ]
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[There's just a silent nod of his head as he gets used to the size of him. Breathing shallowly, quickly, he shifts his hips one way and the other to just feel the girth of him pressed so deeply. Focused as he is, there's no worry about how he might look, or what he might sound like, but still his movements manage to be something that look staged.
When he's ready, finally, he looks up from beneath long lashes to meet Ryuu's eyes before his chin lifts along with it, fingers scrunching and then splaying out again along his chest as he pushes himself off of him nearly completely, before dropping back down.
It's a lot. It's a lot, and it's wonderful, and the intensity draws out a moan that's been collecting itself in the back of his throat for some time now.]
Ryuu. [They've dropped formalities, for this intimate moment, and so he allows himself to gasp his name on the tail end of it, pressing past the throbbing that comes from the motions, the fullness, the way he's pushing his body. But it's not too intense. Not with this huge rush of Chroma soaking into him with every movement. Is it his feelings that add on to this so much? But it's also just that good, he thinks. This moment. This chemistry.]
It's a little embarrassing, when you look at me like that...
[So he says, arching his back a little with the next movement, gasping into the feeling of it. Trying to angle himself to hit an even more perfect spot, to stretch himself as he goes and really soak in that feeling. His free hand lifts to curl near his own collarbone, a shy gesture that only stays that way for a split second before he's dragging slender fingertips down his own body.]
...I like it, though, you know...? Your eyes on me. I— ah, it feels like you really want me...
[And... doesn't he? It feels like it. That's as deep as he'll think on it, for fear of finding some reason for it to not be true. Right now, it's just a happy moment. Deep, intimate, their breaths both ragged, lewd sounds mixing with them in the air, growing steadily louder. He's on fire, and it's warming him to the core. Finally dragging down his hips to slip back onto Ryuu's skin, he lowers his body more against him with the next roll, blue eyes shining on his.]
Keep those hands on me, won't you? I want to feel them even more... This really is too slow, but I'll drag it along until neither of us can take it anymore.
[Again, he wants to kiss. To press close, even if it temporarily pauses or slows him in the rest of his movements. He wants to bury his feelings into it.]
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it's how someone important to him would use it. ]
It's not too slow...
[ not for him, not like this. the motions ache, dragging against his composure, but the feelings that well in place of it are more than worth the time he's spending on it. ryuu can commit it all to memory this way, to the very shape of his heartbeat as it redefines everything he knows about how his body likes to move. all this intensity, this newness that he could speed through, but finds that he rather wouldn't now that it's finally, finally happening.
ryuu's eyes flutter shut as he leans in to meet eichi's kiss before even establishing a rhythm. even with his eyes closed, he sees him on the back of his eyelids - bright blue, the way his own hand drew down his body while he moved. his kisses feel a little melted by his own warmth now, pliant and open mouthed. ]
It's like I really get to know how you feel... that's why - it's okay, hah...
[ of course he's sentimental about it, sinking into the way eichi feels in his hands and in his mouth, moving with him, around him. he's so tight, the heat of his body so amazing that it's worth craving. ryuu sucks in a gasp at the next kiss, the next arch of his back and roll of his hips. before long, the motions start to come into themselves, a rhythm rising into the way skin meets skin, the way movement matches.
hands smoothing up his thighs, ryuu steadies and thrusts, the collision a little louder, the angle a little deeper. it's so strong that he has to muffle a full moan into eichi's mouth - he has a big lung capacity, and it's loud, so much that it actually surprises him.
as the kiss breaks, he can't stand the thought of easing back after something so intense, so he continues with those slow, strong strokes of his hips upwards. ]
Eichi... [ he's growing so breathless. ] Eichi...!
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[Ryuu manages to say such flattering and surprising things, sometimes. Even his cutesy, impatient comments are met with such genuine things. They make him feel so thoroughly loved that he's not sure if it's those words or their motions together that are heating his face more. Not that it matters, really. All that does matter is that he's warm, and he's being touched, and he's hearing his name, and that thrust combined with that moan is so wonderful that it shakes him to the core. Unable to elaborate on his thoughts, he's focused too much on breathing, on making sure that he chases this feeling with all that he's got.
That last kiss breaks, and Eichi has to really gasp for air this time, each exhale bringing rising noises that pair up with the way he's moving his hips to meet Ryuu's. His name... hearing his own name like that, the breathlessness, the energy— the next thrust angles so perfectly that he cries out with it, head ducking and fingers grasping at whatever part of Ryuu he can hold onto. There's no more of him touching or playing around. It's all this feeling, the way they collide each time, how even the pain in his thighs feels raw and wonderful.
His hair slips more into his face and his eyes drift shut so that he can focus on everything. Ryuu inside of him completely, those fingers on his thighs, that voice ringing in his ears like music. He's dizzy, he's so dizzy, and he's already beginning to struggle with his stamina like this. Sloppily, one of his hands moves back to brush over one of Ryuu's, urging it further up his thigh, his hip, squeezing—]
Like this— help me.
[Hopefully he can understand from that much what he means, though he thinks it's fairly straightforward. Ryuu's already helping with those thrusts of his, but more and more, he can pick up the slack, right? It's harder and harder to lift up enough to get the full satisfying crash back down, and he wants it full, he wants it harder—]
Ryuu...
[His name slips out, again, and he moves his hand from Ryuu's to tuck blonde hair behind his ear again, blinking past the daze to catch his face again.]
Make sure you, ah, feel everything.
[Even completely into it like this, he has the time to be bossy...? It's cuter when he's making faces like this, though, probably. Ahh, he really wants more, he really wants to see more... Ryuu's losing his composure too, right? He wants to see that crack grow, to feel everything that overflows from it. It's so much that he can only express it in these moans and mixed gasps of Ryuu's name.]
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[ even if he thought to, which is such a distant possibility that ryuu doesn't even consider it, the pleasure he's starting to feel rolling up his body captures his thoughts and pares them down to just one: he can do more. his face feels hot and there's sweat on his temples, but his hand has followed eichi's positioning, and soon the other joins it at the angles of his waist.
with a brush of his nose across his cheek, the rhythm wanes for a moment as he reorients himself, grip strengthening. pulling back, ryuu seems to know when to give him the space to look him in the eye properly. chroma aside, he knew he wasn't feeling well before this. he hasn't forgotten - he rarely does.
ryuu catches his eye fondly, golden bright. ]
Give your weight to me, okay?
[ there's a hopefulness in his voice mismatched to its timbre, but it's all him still, figuring out what feels the best, where to put his strength. he's not about to let himself break until he's certain it can be the both of them. with the strength coiled in his arms, he tightens his grip on eichi's waist and lifts, helping him push himself almost entirely off. it's a maddening amount of space until it suddenly isn't - until he's guiding him to crash back down on his cock in time with his next thrust. his hips coil hotly. that new angle and intensity, that lack of strain, makes it all feel so much more powerful. ryuu bites back a noise but doesn't let the moment escape from them, repeating the motion while supporting him this time, while starting a new rhythm. ]
- nnh, that's better, isn't it...?
[ he didn't think his heart could race any faster, but he's proving himself wrong. if he stays this course, he's sure he won't last much longer. but it feels too good to hold back now, thrusts coming quicker and harder to seek out that depth in eichi's body that he's really craving. ]
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[Incredible. He's given his weight to Ryuu entirely, wrapping his arms more solidly around his shoulders as they shift. It's just enough, and as this new rhythm settles in, it manages to reach deeper, to fill him in a way that has him shuddering and moaning louder, no matter how he tries to bite it back. His own cock throbs, precum leaking down the side from the tip as he grips tighter at Ryuu's back.]
It's better.
[He speaks quickly, for that, slipped out between the motions before another crash of their hips has him trying to pull the rest of their bodies closer together. It's hot, everything is hot. The air, their bodies, those hands on him— he can feel it in his core, bubbling up and threatening to spill over. Words don't even matter any more. He can't think of a flirty or playful retort to Ryuu, he can't think of any comments to tease him more or encourage him further. There's just the way his body reacts so plainly, how his noises slip out in every breath now, and his nails rake across skin in an attempt to drag them impossibly together.
In the moments he can, he chases Ryuu's lips again. Desperate kisses that are too sloppy to stay connected, especially with how much he's moved with each bounce. Eventually, they're just whines pressed against his mouth, begging to be swallowed. Just like this... just like this alone, with how Ryuu is reaching, how he's filling, how he hits that perfect spot and gets Eichi to cry out— he's getting so close, himself. Maybe, together, they can...
His lips brush over Ryuu's cheek in his next shift.]
Ryuu... [A gasped name, encouraging, demanding, impatient and appreciative all at once. It's so nice, slow and feeling, but he's a glutton, and things are so hot, now. The Chroma, too, feels wonderful, and without having to worry as much about lifting himself through the motions, it's perfectly fine.] More, Ryuu...!
[Ah, that one was louder than he would have liked, but he's long past the point of caring about volume or appearance, anyway.]
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ryuu doesn't need any other encouragement than the way his body sings to him like this, the undone noises on his mouth that he's eager to taste. honesty does him in faster than eloquence will, and ryuu breathes in every whimper, matches it with his own feverish noises. it strengthens in him with every slick thrust, the single-minded need to give eichi what he's grown desperate for. ]
Eichi... Eichi. [ he doesn't care where he kisses anymore. his damp lips, smeared against his flushed cheek, up into his hair. he releases an unabashed noise over the contour of his ear, a deep guttural sound that's half teeth. ] I want you to...
[ his rhythm reaches a pitch as he slams his hips upwards this time, and then again, and again, seeking out that sweet spot to make him finally snap. those cries of his make ryuu's heartbeat shudder, echoing off him, echoing off the walls of his apartment. there's a tightness in his belly that he's chasing with every stroke of his cock, a place within eichi he can actually feel himself hit. it's wild. it feels so wild, to drive them together that closely. his whole core heats up in anticipation of it.
burying a moan into a deep kiss, ryuu uses his grip to give eichi's waist a sharp pull against him, his arched back letting him hit an angle that makes him see stars. ]
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Those words, guttural and too close to his ear, make his breath hitch, and he swears the heat inside of him boils from that alone. He has trouble moving his hips along with the movements at first, relying more and more on Ryuu until the last stretch. He can feel it, all of his muscles tensing, the pleasure rising— and so he rocks with him a few more times, nails digging in tight when he strikes that spot deep inside of him once more and finally goes over the edge.
He releases between them, and the mess hardly feels like an issue right now, in the heat of the moment, but he'll likely apologize later. Right now, it's just the sounds of reaching that peak, the heavy gasping as he tries to catch his breath. Together, he hopes it was together, but regardless—
His hands move to cup Ryuu's face again, and even if his chest is burning for how much he needs oxygen, he kisses him deeply, a passionate gesture he can't hold back from. This was intimate, after all. Their hearts connected, at least in some way... and he wants to chase that just a bit, before it's gone.]
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his eyes flutter shut and with a few more desperate, shaky thrusts into the pliant warmth wrapped around him, he's finishing too. they'd already slowed down by the time it happens, so the sudden snap that breaks the tightness gathered in his hips is all the more vivid. he comes in a few soft, obvious spasms, that rush of liquid heat between them making him unhitch a sharp sigh against eichi's tongue. he almost bites down, but it winds up instead as a low groan, a scrape of teeth. he's sweating, breathless, his body's shaken, and he still doesn't let go of that kiss. ryuu leans into his hands, arms coiling about his waist.
if he's tired, he can only imagine that eichi might need the support in the next few moments when he breaks the kiss, filling the space between them with quiet panting for air. ]
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But the kiss breaks as it should, and Eichi gasps for his next breath, head tipping down as his body slumps forward. He can barely manage to move, with this level of exhaustion. Chroma is racing through him, but even that sort of stamina won't do if his muscles are tired. It's nice, to feel supported even as he leans, to be able to tuck his face against Ryuu's head and catch his breath, to let his arms slip from where they were in exhaustion and not worry about ending up on the floor.
The cool air finally hits their hot skin, and it feels wonderful even if Eichi knows it will feel too chilly before too long. Unable to manage words, but wanting to express that he's okay, that he enjoyed it, he nudges his face to the side, lips burying into Ryuu's hair to plant a tired kiss. Slowly, steadily, his breathing improves, but his eyelids feel heavy and he keeps them closed again.]
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plus, he likes it. having this connection to still sink into even when the high of it is fading fast. he's not thinking about the mess, or the oncoming chill. chroma drifts lazily between them, briefly rising at the kiss. ryuu tilts into it with a low hum, eyes also closed. ]
Stay with me as long as you like today.
[ ryuu purposefully leaves any specifics out. he can take his time recovering, and anything else - that can come as it comes. ]
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If you offer something like that to me... I might never leave, you know?
[ His laugh barely has any sound behind it, and his fingers brush feather light wherever they shift, positioning them where he can relax the most. ]
I’ll rest... just for a bit.
[ So don’t go anywhere, is the silent comment there, even as close as this. He drifts off just like this, his body wanting to recover, but he stays clinging to Ryuu for as much as his fingers will curl. ]