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[swordhardy]

Ngh…

[ Pain throbs along his tongue. Rokurou groans again, cock stiffening against Broca’s waist as he shifts under that guidance, thighs splitting and sliding along his sides. The daemon pants against Broca’s mouth, eyes lidded and dazed with arousal.

The fingers at Broca’s nape curl, blunt nails scratching along the strong curve of his shoulders. Rokurou presses his hips in, shamelessly grinding his erection into Broca’s stomach. It’s friction that only sparks the desire for more—he draws his mouth away so he can greedily bite Broca’s neck. ]

Want me to suck you off?

[ His tongue drags along the Feline’s collarbone from there, and then moves so that lips press at the hollow of his throat. Rokurou is more than willing to choke on that fat cock, thank you very much. ]

[broca]

[ The masochism is obvious, and while he already had the sense from their moment with Matoba in the bathroom, it really does explain a lot about Rokurou's proclivities. Lucky or unlucky however it may be, Broca himself isn't really a sadist. It means that his natural inclinations aren't to inflict pain.

However, it also means that if someone seems to enjoy things a little rougher, it's not a disappointment to him that they get off on it. His ears will twitch thoughtfully at that offer, noticing that Rokurou is already beginning to shift down where his mouth is in slow preparation for a yes.

With a soft snort, Broca reaches up to thread his fingers through Rokurou's hair, head tipping just slightly despite the way that this man dug into his throat earlier. ]

If you bite, I'm ripping out a chunk.

[ Maybe a bad warning to give to a guy that seems to get off on pain, but hopefully the desire not to have a bald spot will make him take the warning seriously. Given how much his teeth have been used already, it seems a fair concern on Broca's part too.

And while it's a weird way to say yes, it's as good at Rokurou is going to get from Broca. ]

[swordhardy]

[ It’s a clever warning given that Rokurou is a vain little daemon. Luckily, he hadn’t been planning on doing something that rough—which is why he laughs and snaps his teeth playfully before, ]

I wouldn’t do that.

[ He presses one more kiss to Broca’s mouth before dipping. Callus-studded palms slide down Broca’s chest and abdomen, nails scratching over hard muscle. They aren’t the same build, it’s clear that their fighting styles are different, and Rokurou appreciates the restrained strength beneath his touch. Extremely attractive. Can he be blamed for wanting to get his mouth on every inch?

Wandering hands find a new home. Fingers tightly curl as he strokes Broca’s cock, tongue licking against the base. Then up, following its curve, nursing the glans against his lips with teasing suck before sliding back down. Pushing his head forward, his mouth finds the weight of Broca’s balls—lips parting, he tease one between them, sucking lightly, while pumping his fist.

Rokurou glances up, searching for the feline’s response—does he like this, does he not? ]

[broca]

[ The warning seemed largely like it wouldn't be needed, but it never hurt to take precautions. It was hard to tell exactly what level of pain this man enjoyed, and while he seemed happy to dish it out on Broca, who was equally willing to take it to an extent, it was important to draw boundaries.

Which apparently began and ended at dick biting, given the way his breath catches at the nails dragging over his skin. This is something he's used to his partners doing, and something he has no problem with at all. Even a little harder to leave raised, red marks would have been fine by him, but the appreciative touch is just as pleasant.

Not nearly as pleasant as what follows, however, as Rokurou starts to make good on his offer. Broca's ears twist to the side, not flat against his skull, but sticking out sideways as his lids droop. While his face has never been particularly expressive, there's a softening of that usual sternness he carries, and an increase rise and fall of his chest. Beyond the obvious tell of the ears, it's subtle, but he's still watching Rokurou with a keen interest, his stomach muscles tightening and toes curling slightly as Rokurou begins to mouth at his balls.

The fingers in Rokurou's hair curl tighter around his locks, not actually yanking out his hair like he threatened, but enough to pull slightly. It's not meant to be a threat. It's not really thought out at all as his body just reacts to the sensations he's being hit with now. ]