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only-lonely-lovers · 3 months

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09.06.2022

tags: blowjobs, public sex, pantomime, kissing

notes: notably sentimental ~first time~ for twins. this is PART 1, there's a little more in PART 2

つ：-pretends the white line continuing up isn't just lighting but is amane's yukata parting all the way up his leg showing up to his thigh-

あ：Just a little flash for you all a taste

つ：licks from your knee to your hip in a long line

あ：so that's what we're doing…

つ：HIEEE

あ：I'm listening though

つ：we're getting... cotton candy.....

あ：sounds nice… Are you excited?

つ：hai it comes in two colors

あ：It's whimsical like that. all colorful and fluffy. really food meant for an event like this

really just suits the night. It's like how it's exciting to just get a little of everything, the yakisoba is more exciting to have on a night like this. and we can meander with it or sit down and eat in da grass….

つ：un un

あ：and we get to do this all for… hours…!! into the night

You really get the impression Amane was in a good mood all night

つ：yes.. so pep in his step, loving another year's tanabata festival….

a boy with no problems, nothing on his mind but enjoying the night. it must have been so exciting to see the dinosaur masks among the options and both get one. i wonder who saw them first

whether amane sees them first… and buys 2, places one on tsukasa… or whether tsukasa sees them first, and is so excited, while amane simply walks to the vendor and pays for 2 while he's ogling them excitedly and rushing to put it on…

saying something like "we have to pay for it first….!"

あ：either is kyooot… you could imagine Tsukasa spotting it first and being simply overstimulated by his own excitement on Amane's behalf

it-- it's am… it's amane's favorite thing out of all themasks here… he would definitely want this one!!!

Amane handles the transaction… but after taking a sec to look it over, it's like hell yeah though aw, tsukasa these ARE cool…

つ：THESE WEREHNT HERE LAST YEAR THEYRE NEW

あ：an emotion like. nods. that's right sweetie. [puts it over face for a sec] [poses] RHHH….

つ：RUSHES TO PUT ON HIS fumbles a little. gets it on. it crunches a little in his hands, the thin plastic, indents from how he holds it firmly RRRURURUR!!!

あ：[peeks one eyeball out] Woow…. [this is exactly what i wanted yes.] Pretty good though i think mine was better. still good though. [leans in and tonks the noses together]

つ：nuzzle nuzzle nuzzle nose [guy at booth staring] [wishing you'd move and make room]

あ：obnoxious children time [throws head back] [headbutts]

つ：POH nearly falls into the booth display. Amane catches his wrist quickly. NOW the festival stall vendor shoos them out for being troublesome and we run out, holding hands. skeedaddle style

あ：deemed pests… appropriately…. i bet they really are like rats running around, to many people. weird bug eyed twins

つ：you do not like to see two unattended kids….

a funny trajectory for the night is actually like. SEEING some young couple doing stuff behind a booth while trying to just like running away from the vendor all silly. youve got your masks on half-way falling off and you stop and pant, pretending you've been like, running from something more dangerous cuz its exhilarating. then you stop and look up and theres some blowjob teens staring at you where you wandered to.

tsukasa is just like looks cluelessly. amane is like OBSERVING THE HAPPENINGS COHERENTLY WITH BRAINCELLS

あ：experiencing . the sight

very much like hyuEUGH but also i think its like. stands there completely silently like . when griffin is like we're in enemy territory

つ：maybe a good vibe would be to… grab tsukasa's wrist and run in opposite direction like a madman, and be like. . . [gets.. manic actually] HA HA HA HAHAHAH!!!

HAHAHAHA!!!! running like madman thru tanabata with tsukasa dragged along cluelessly

the adrenaline of having already been running, and then…. this…. its way too funny. overstimulating. horny

あ：sounding hysterical for a sec lol. just really like… going to run into your lungs burn and you're catching your breath loudly scampered away from the crowds

つ：got yourself sequestered away… then clamp your hands on your knees for a second.. then maybe, on tsukasa's shoulders….? just to be like HAW HAW in his face a little kflsd;g blast him with your hot breath

i think seeing amane out of breath and running so hard always makes tsukasa feel feelings…

あ：wait its like my drawing. this emotion

crazy guy voice UAHHHG FJKDGH

つ：JUST HORNY AMANE THINGS!!!

あ：ahaha… I C.. i cant believe w- hhh….[ruffling own hair fervidly]

but you know ithink amane is weird and genuinely also likes feeling like wheezy and his body burning in a moment like this… you can feel a bizarre nostalgia somehow, for coughing heavily and being all hot in the face well, you just feel GOOD rn….

つ：TSUKASA! THOSE TEENS WERE…. having… ………………. [quiet] s*x……….! …… hahahahaahaAHAhaha ears burning, hot across face mmm… tsukasa just likes to observe him like this….

あ：sucking in breath in sharp gasps sometimes. swallows audibly. wipes sweat off face. grabs tsukasa by the front of his yukata, rocks from side to side, like bouncing on either of his feet makes you wobble

s-- ss*x…… ah ah, i bet they had to, ah, sneak to do it, they probably cant do it anywhere else, this is probably theirbest chance huh…. hahah….

つ：best chance? sneak?

あ：gets like this

well yeah… I mean, there's no way their parents would let them do it Otherwise, they'd just be doing it at home, right but -- but you're not supposed to til you're older… And all that.

You know how people are about, sex, don't you…? [uncontrollably] baka. ww [grabs either side of cheeks and plays with face]

つ：un…. [thinking, while amane holds him] [sticks tongue out, thoughtful, looking around] is it fun to do it at Tanabata? [thinking about 'cant do it anywhere else' and 'sneaking' and stuff… but does that mean it isnt fun?]

pulls candy apple he's been holding up to his mouth and starts mouthing it, stimming, hardly meaningfully eating it

あ：Ohhh… [releases, just rests a hand atop his head] it's fun. It's fun anywhere.

[thinking more himself… hums.] I mean, if they're doing it in the first place, they must at least feel like it's worth it. The risk might make it more fun…

I bet they feel… clever, like "oh, everyone thinks we're just out here playing games… but really… we're…." [sticks tongue out]

つ：amane is thinking so abstractly to tsukasa, tsukasa is like. thinking. is the weather nice for it. like is it warm. are the lights nice and the fireworks. like is it a good environment for that. much like one would wonder if its good to like do any activity in any random place

people probably do it inside but is it nice feeling outside. he's thinking but amane's answer addresses none of this, so he's like hmmmmm…. it's fun anywhere…? wow….. thinking …. risk? more fun? trying to compute….

[stupidly] are they gonna do it all night? or do they stop

あ：poor tsukasa. Your brother jumps to thinking about… things like underhandedness. gomen.

gets kinda spaced out thinking all night like geez… [8 yo thinking] Iii…. [voice gets smaller] i dunno if you can do it all night… maybe. if it's good. if they're good at it. ?

つ：[sortof thinking] [mouthing apple] should we do something we can't do at home? [amane's so interested….]

あ：uh…………………… ah………………………………. m………….. [feels . confused. ] ….. like what…?

its suddenly like. wait. what can we do that we cant do at home. [is like horny so these are difficult things to parse]

つ：ah, I dunno, something…… [literally thinking completely vaguely, brainless] like that? or something you wanna do?

あ：[just stares]

つ：[receives nothing, has no empathy, just looks around mouthing apple]

あ：… [shakes head] [stretches arms behind back] Ah… Sorry. I'm just still thinking about it. [quickly] the sex. stuff.

I can't think of anything that exciting anything, AS exciting, you know? Mnn. [crouches. flops back onto the ground. sticks legs up]

つ：looqs gets on hands and knees to join, observing

あ：ahh, it's not fair though, those kids were older… [rambling, mind wandering] it's always, like high schoolers doing stuff, you know. or middle schoolers. but we're not there yet… [sighs]

つ：[leaning on elbows, on stomach, looking at Amane] but its already not allowed, right? you said. for them. you have to wait to break rules? but people can't know theyre doing it, you said?

あ：Huhm. well, no, that's not it. chigau chigau. um, I think it's just easier, cuz…

つ：may as well tell tsukasa you cant steal until you are 16.

あ：………………………………………………. [talking out his ass] cuz………. there's more uh. there's more people who wanna do it…? you need two bodies. [seriously] at least.

つ：oh.

あ：i guess… i guess i don't know if our classmates ever think about this stuff… [makes a face, like ew lol] but uhh, it's not like we even know anyone…. so it wouldnt matter… its uh, complicated, i guess

つ：we gotta know someone? [tilts head] we're two people thats enough, the amount? isn't it?

あ：[it's so direct that. like amane actually cannot even feel anything about this. it's just like, tilts head and kinda lopsided smiles] Tsukasa…

つ：[mouths]

あ：like: oh honey…

つ：he's comically direct… thinking so simply about the rules of this

あ：It's enough, yeah. hahh. [just laughs. but like rolls to his side.]

つ：rolls with him, opposite way, just enjoying the grass… the, candied apple gets grass stuck to it…. he looks at it, then abandons it sortof carelessly….

あ：but like. [you know what? i'm not even going to address the fleet (brothers. incest. 2 boys)] … Tsukasa. are you really thinking about it

[almost like, i gotta own you a little bit about that thing you said actually]

つ：[very simply] I wanna have fun at the festival [picks some grass, looks at it]

あ：Don't we all.

つ：[the grass has become candied a little, some red off the apple melted off onto it… candied grass… wow]

I want you to have fun at the festival, Amane [looks up from grass blade]

あ：[i face you seriously and i grab your face] but think about it You remember what you saw right. yeah? [nods your head for you]

つ：looks into eyeballs

あ：Do you really think we could do that?

つ：ueh-- [i mean he didn't see it well or coherently. its like. a kinder version fo birds blurry memories of wieners all sortof distorted]

did they have something we don't? [like… a tool or toy… thinking] you dont need anything else, right? they didn't have anything else?

あ：no, that's not it… Wait, I'm wording this poorly. Let's try again I think you're thinking too much about , like technical stuff … but would you like it?

つ：[thinks… about how excited Amane's been… about this, how much he was laughing… it's like he saw people playing a really exciting game and got excited…] [nods, nods, nods, nods]

あ：[walked tsukasa all the way here himself but feels like. a little slow when he just nods.]

つ：I'd like it! Amane would like it?

あ：[covers face with hands] [turns away wordlessly]

つ：[its funny, the other foible is they dont know what side of it the other is imagining…] it might be a lil complicated for amane, lol

あ：We're not discussing it no. its like eughdfjkghdf

つ：like . you dont wanna-- 'do' all of it

あ：[dramatically] I'd only like it ONE WAY though [crosses leg] [is in denial about this conversation like. i've mentally filed this away as , just some silly weird convo we're having]

つ：[oh no, i made Amane… mad?] we can do it your way you can show me what to do! [PROPS self up on palms over him, giiiiiiiiiiii's down]

あ：[face starting to burn again… but it's not, uh, exhilarating this time. it's… embarrassing.]

No, iii don't gotta do that. i KNOW for a fact actually, you-- you must be imagining it wrong… you don't really know what you're talking about, you wouldn't like it

つ：[spiritually, ears going down. then springing back up] But I would! … and Amane can teach me! [thinking… very hard… touches, own lip] [trying to visualize] it was… a kind of…. 'chu'…. right? [there was a mouth thing going on…. and a kissing face]

あ：ohmm time to . blood pressure drop. hmm…. mouth dry… but kinda like. braindead. nods

in own mind, replaying it. seeing the… the silhouette… fsszzzz…. echoing words of tsukasa earlier, proposing they do something they can't do at home. pulse getting louder between ears. starting to feel like… suspended

つ：Its a secret thing, right? [looks around] I won't tell anyone. it can only happen at the festival, right?

あ：blinks heavily. nods.

つ：we should do something we can only do at the festival!

あ：looks around. we are indeed, away from everyone and everything. and no one is going to come looking for them.

つ：and maybe amane can even think.. that... he'd... do a better job playing it off/recovering, than those stupid teens.....

あ：my little pea is sizzling. my own stupid thoughts. of like. who would even expect it. we were supposed to just be playing games. blah blah…

つ：they're brothers, so visibly, and young, it… maybe it would be even easier to pretend anything else was going on indeed, who would… suspect it

あ：it's like everything he said is loaded into a gun who would… who would…? think….?

つ：you see one teen girl on her knees before a boy… you know what is going on… but….. …… it wouldn't… 'look like' anything… ….if it is only teens who do that stuff… not…. little kids adults would just think they were sneaking some cookies or something

あ：temptation and impulse… it is descending on him like a cinder block on the chest but I like the atmosphere of going from being so foosy and like ugh to like. just getting 100 yard stare and silent has no instructions

but … clutches . the front of yukata the… PLACES FINGER OVER OWN LIPS AND THEN OVER TSUKASA'S LIPS. WORDLESS SHHHHHHH.

つ：STARES

あ：Ehmm you like the reality of Amane having NO GRACE... fumbling mentally, like, pos.. positions....

つ：suddenly its like cant talk gotta steal gotta steal fast

あ：its descending upon me how easy it is for my yukata to shuff out of the way like oh my god i'm just wearing little boy shorts [ahmm my tummy is so tight from da apprehension ohhh]

つ：tsukasa is like ouhh the quicktime event uhmng. ? raises to, raises onto knees-- oh-- wait one was standing, one wasn't, amane.. is standing, so I……

あ：I think at least, Amane assists, like… going to pat Tsukasa's head and kind of, indicate, knees yeah… this height…

つ：crawls to... closer... thinking like ah, it IS familiar... it WAS like this [picture in brain becoming less fuzzy]

あ：[grabby hands... give me your face]

つ：ooouhh… I get to…. ….. I get to be the …. 'chu'…. one…..? little sparkles in eyes, thinking this….

あ：kiss boy….

つ：amane really feels excited….. grabbing him so much, wao… its really that kind of hands-on sortof game…! ahhhh as nearing the yukata happens, its so warm…. its like a window in summer, with the curtains drawn, when you can feel the sun baring down on the back of the curtains….

あ：radiating heat, like a beacon…

つ：thoughtlessly, he rubs his face into the material of the yukata simply 'cuz he's nuzzly…. and its warm

あ：heep-!!! sucks in a sound. gets really STIFF, and more on toes, like standing to-attention. if he weren't so tongue tied, he'd be like tsssuuuKAS!A!! but I think Amane really has a lump in his throat. hands grapple around restlessly on tsukasa's head, pattapatpat

its just like jesus…. tsukasa is really bringing his face closer…?? is he really that ready… i mean, what if he didn't like it…. [suddenly] oh but, i'll, kill him, he'll have to deal with it djkshg IDC…..

つ：I'll make fun of him for it being his idea if he doesnt like it i'll be like. well what did you think, baka i warned you!

あ：I told you so.. ugh… you owe me!!

つ：you should think before you talk, when you don't know what you're talking about!

あ：[thinking all this but looking like a scared rabbit slipping hands under own yukata]

つ：contentedly rubs head against amane's warm thigh while amane's hand fiddles under the yukata…

after a beat is like oh, [distantly] right, it's…. sex… so it involves his…….

あ：it is such a can't talk gotta steal sitch… ughh i gotta… i gotta….

lol the thought of tsukasa being like 💭I will help! reaches under and tugs down shorts but to Amane it feels so. like being pantsed. but sexual

つ：suddenly becomes proactive

あ：😭like what the hell

つ：RIGHT THAT PART…! suddenly thinks harder about what sex is just reaches under bottom of yukata and tugs. like s. so firmly that amane's cock catches on the fabric and it pulls against it, which is like HIEIEIKGHK. Amane makes a noise and Tsukasa quickly puts a finger to his own lips🤫

あ：…….💢 ugh this is going to make him impatiently grasp for his own cock and grab tsukasa by the jaw and cram a thumb in to pry mouth open. SHOVE.

つ：get back at you!!!! you cannot outpace me DONT YOU TELL ME TO BE QUIET finger in mouth does shut tsukasa up. chuu….. slides tongue against thumb while hooked forward

あ：, experiences this. ah tongue across finger sensation, distracting in its own way. like a little zap

つ：gazing up at Amane's response…..

あ：actually cute to think abt just getting distracted for a sec…

つ：is this part of… sex…? don't know…. are fingers involved? he doesn't remember…. rolls tongue over knuckle…… salty… a little grass-blood, a bitter hint of that from amane rolling around…. scent of dirt on his palms

ah, can feel his fingernail, smooth… traces tongue over that, it glides so smoothly…. ah, wait… chuuu… its a chuu thing…. wraps lips around… kisses, they make you pucker… like you're eating lemon!

あ：Ah, it's cute, it's like even this little gesture could feel complex to Tsukasa, such a tactile experience. many senses stimulated Amane watches… rubs the pad of his finger against seam of gums and teef…

つ：and from the mouth of his yukata, the sleeve, blooms the heat of Amane's body, with every movement of his arm.. its like being in front of a very dull, dying hairdryer, sometimes a hot breeze puffed out as the sleeve sways or compresses

tsukasa looks at the patterning on it, the nice dark colors…. Amane was suited to the dark color

あ：Everything scarily oscillates between feeling like it's happening in a rush, to achingly slow, grinding to a halt…

Thoughts race, as much as they are just vanished, head is an empty auditorium, silence. Just having a moment where he is touching the inside of Tsukasa's mouth. It's so weird… this doesn't feel too unlike… an interaction they could have, outside of this

…. tugs Tsukasa forward, and more decidedly positions finger to prop his mouth open. get it… get it over… Bring your mouth over, upon..

つ：ah, this isn't the final kiss, right, right…..

あ：Going to feel scary, once the wetness from Tsukasa's breath is felt, the humid exhale… reigniting that sense of-- heep-!!

つ：it smells so different from the rest of Amane…. not only unfamiliar, but not an everyday scent… not the usual sweaty scent, not like his body, nor his hair…

not even like when his arms are held over his head sleeping beside tsukasa in summer… not even that scent.. a really different scent. audible sniffs.

feels like the cloud of his own breath meets the cloud of amane's… body part, it's vaporous all around

あ：s-sniff?? smell??? smelling it-??? the sm.. the smell...??

つ：the inside of his yukata…. also is a prison of the smell, and every movement wafts it out, too.

hard to believe he couldn't smell this before, actually, even standing beside him

so distinct, and so much of it. hot in the air. maybe the yukata traps it all…. oh, his shorts, too

あ：An extra layer, hugging it all against his body… Accumulated scent….

… Tsukasa surely doesn't mean to but, lingering and drinking in details really leaves Amane feeling teased, like, mhgh…. he's really not… uhh, mentally prepared for this sort of thing, hasn't actually thought hard about self IN sex, it's only just starting to crystalize you know… puberty… so i don't think he can repress a whine… but it feels unfair.. like.. ugh but it shouldnt be me who needs to be reminded to keep quiet… YOURE. ..,, why i cant … if you just. hhurried up…

つ：like what, aren't you, serious, about doing it….

あ：[hissing whisper] Tsukasa…! … just put your mouth on it….

つ：[snaps out of the haze] [goes to say 'hai' but realizes he's supposed to be quiet] [simply, ………… kisses it] … and then rolls tongue out under it, peering up at Amane

well, the finger…. he was touching my tongue….. that was like an example, I get it the finger is like a thingie

あ：The foolish thing was, thinking that this would 'help'. Amane nearly has to bite his tongue to choke back more sound -- LOUDER too, crackling up his throat. body shivers…

ahm, but, his eyes roll back dramatically too, it's like sss..

つ：WHOA--! looks possessed!! whoa!! what'd his eyes do……

ah, wraps lips around it, wait, kiss, proper…. the kissing motion naturally sucks amane a little further in ah, how much goes in, I don't know… --AH it tastes, saltier than his finger, ah, it's really, really warm……

the skin, smoother than the ribbled divets in his knuckles, pliable, moves over the shape of it.. right, right! [forgot. he has one of these] yea the skin does that sortof thing, it can move… sortof…. experiments with it, right…. it's this part…. slides tongue firmly over and back, feeling skin tug……

あ：It f. It feels good. It feels good. Unfathomable, the immediacy of the intensity, it's-- he's just not ready to, feel so much, concentrated, feeling, in his cock. Everything at the tip feels like it sends pulses of heat, p.. pain? to the gut, up your spine, you can't stop fidgeting!! A-ah. Hot. the mouth his hot. It feels like Tsukasa drank tea. but he didn't… that's just, that's just the mouth, lips… Sssoft. Soft? Never really consciously thought a boy could have a, nice soft mouth, it's not what you think. [stupid, reductive]

Shifting weight on feet, it kind of makes Amane pivot, sway like he's in a dance -- it pulls himself out of Tsukasa's mouth a bit, rests more against the edge of his mouth. Brushes against lips lightly, side to side… but even that feels really good, since… when does it feel this good. It's a body part that's always on him, it's always been known to be like, sensitive, taxonomically, yeah, it is… But what is this-? Scary. But magical…

つ：pauses, letting Amane move it against him as he wishes, imagining its another tutorial, just like the finger….

あ：It's a magical sort of evening, actually, isn't it…? Beautiful sights and… exciting moments, ah, so much fun had… with… Tsukasa… [reduced] It felt good, to be with Tsukasa, all evening, never wanted to be too far away. It's… it's nice to have… this focused attention, time… It's like, they're in their own little bubble.

Shakes head. Trying to gather self, ah, eyes squint. It's like there's a warm fog… Ruffles Tsukasa's scalp. … what a familiar gesture…! Astounded by it, dumbly. Ruffa ruffa ruffa

つ：oouuuo i like a ruffa IT MEAN I DO GOOD??? wiggles a little. tugs hands on the draping cloth of amane's parted yukata, against his either thigh. he's having fun, isn't he…?

あ：Maybe this is fine… Mmmaybe Tsukasa could just, grant him this little taste of excitement. Why wait… and ah, why not… like this, what more trouble would there be to get into-? Right? [not thinking very logically…. getting wrapped up in own pleasure]

つ：nobody has to ever find out, and its only for Tanabata....

あ：Tries to focus… Slooowly… pushes hips forward… Like the- like… hump gesture… yeah… Pull hips back… move them forward…

つ：like the colored chicks and the masks, it'll go away after today, when the stalls disappear in the morning….

あ：An indulgence… like, as much as maybe mom or dad wouldn't like how much food you guys bought and ate really or, this and that, too many sweets… but who needs to know…

つ：tsukasa tries to keep up… take the hint, of pressure, as it pushes against lips, I'll kiss it into my mouth, again, then…..

あ：Catching up mentally for a sec like, ugh , wait, s. sex. SEX motions… mghh… shove.. ah, wanna do it… like, like TEENS do it, not tepid!! but n. but no, I could do it more…

つ：what is even the point of doing a risky thing carefully

あ：I could do it better [has nooo metric for what that would even mean]

つ：a risky thing. it's already a risk whether it's full force or weak, it's the same degree of risk, it's the same--! he could do it better than teens

あ：all this swirling around in his head… while he clutches at Tsukasa's face, two hands planted firmly. and bucks forward -- though.. for all the resolve, it's quite clumsy, he's not… thinking to make sure they're lined up. but it's probably entirely exciting for Tsukasa -- Amane seems so purposeful nonetheless

Cock kind of crushes against outside of lip, clumsily bumping up Scent is coating Tsukasa's skin…

つ：scent is so strong…. all he can smell anymore, the grass is gone, the festival booths are gone, the fried oil scent and the candied apple nearby, gone, nothing but this new fog….. pushing into his skull, vision blurring, it's like a steaming window inside of his head

exciting to be held, to be directed-- want to be directed.. please show me don't have to be polite while showing me, can always push me around, just want to know what to do, don't want to mess up, don't want to be called stupid….. want to do it well, make it nice, it's only for Tanabata

why did Amane want to know if I'd like it… it doesn't matter does this mean Amane is liking it?

so purposeful-- is it because-- he is frustrated, or, because it's good… these thoughts finally make tsukasa's throat make a small noise, which buzzes around amane

mysteriously… more overwhelming than usual, and he doesn't know why… the feeling of wanting to do something well, for Amane

the feeling of anxiety inside of him, is not unusual…. but it accosts him differently. pulling his chest a little… its like all the things that can't fit in his foggy hot brain are tangling in his chest with nowhere else to go

あ：Focused boy… just really thinking about… his performance. Ehmm, wanna be impressive… Shuffling about, adjusting his posture ever so slightly, trying to adjust how he's balancing his weight. Scuffing zori against the ground. Bump, bump… He has the looping gif of the teens in his head, though they're comically becoming less vivid in Amane's mind, like guff, like your brain can't retain too much about them. They've given you the information you need… becoming slippery in your mind… Just reduced to silhouettes, motions. But it's also being used to think about what the two of them must look like right now…

The idea of discretion is actually carelessly discarded, in favor of obsessing over how much their postures, everything, must undeniably resemble sex right now. Tantalizing. Looks just like it….

This is all occurring before Tsukasa makes a sound, I think. Because that sensation is a new thing to feel overwhelmed about -- vvv… vibrations…!!

BUz..z… buzzing…!! All around…!! Feels like Tsukasa hummed all throughout his body…!! it reverberates… creates a shiver, while he really leans on his tippy-toes. startling… but ah, sssso cool. [braindead] h.ttt..t. h… hot. hot hot. It's muffled, because… cock is in his mouth… blocking the sound…

Pat pat pat pat pat… Pets hair, dances hands all around. Uahhg.h….

つ：uueuueee hhhe feels excited, Amane, he doesn't move like that any other time….

WISH I KNEW WHAT INCREASING THE THING MEANT, how to do it more harder better…. doing something so cluelessly is difficult for Tsukasa!!! the feeling in the chest is so much!! like worms wriggling tickling his lungs and heart, hah, haaahhhhg.. whines again, like an overstimulated puppy

he likes it he likes it, right? not, , impatient because i'm-- too slow, it's because Amane is excited?? I don't wanna be quiet--!! pulling at his yukata…. mmm but i gotta be quiet… thats the only thing he told me

あ：Ugh… Amane is just soooo… pleased, on this evening, he's more open and receptive in ways. He's also just so young, and sexuality is so new… I think the end result is feeling like UAHHh uahhh i wish i could hug tsukasa right now. you're doing me such a favor lol-!!!

ah poor Tsukasa though… Even experienced adults can struggle during sex, and they have more communication going on….

つ：amane's role is simply to feel like god this is fucking awesome tsukasa is such a trooper i would not do this AOAUooo hmmmmmm

あ：your brother is no help… He thinks that, maybe you, somehow understood the noises were hot-? doing them more…? feelszzlzz goood hhghhgf.g…

つ：he really isn't getting grossed out and stopping

あ：shoves harder…

つ：can't help but make a sound in surprise, O-okoh, faster, or, d, deeper!! its nto deep enough-- ITS SUPPOSED TO BE IN ALL THE WAY, IS THAT IT? SWALLOWS TO BASE, closes the small gap until his face is pressed flush to amane's torso before him

あ：this is awesome > this is agony cock experience. but its still awesome. I think he comically was not going as 'deep' bc of like, already overwhelmed with it all. but mgngh but also oh god all the mouth… scrabbling, clawing hands grasping at Tsukasa and tugging at the fabric of his own yukata. Let's out his own whine… starts out quite strained, but is finally a sound that really escapes him. mirroring your overstimulated puppy status

really. coughs. slaps palm over own mouth for a sec.

つ：--AMANE MAKE SUCHA SOUND TOO ARE WE FEELING SAME THINGS KINDA?

あ：panting heavily into his own sweaty palm… feeling the way moisture just traps against…. feels like if you both peered at each other, you'd be… pleading eyeballs

つ：looks up so quickly with such thoughtless ferocity that Amane's cock pops clean out of his mouth with a noise that rivals the fireworks, then feels like AHH OH NO and immediately swallows it back down

あ：angh, [rub rub rub rubs own face]

つ：when your cock is small. it easily pops out and back in. such is the way of the little boy didnt think about that when you decided to have preteen sex

あ：I did not remember my baby cock.

hmm thinking… I kinda like the thought of like. amane genuinely starting to buckle so much it slike gdhf.gh. fumbles backwards to rest back against the back of a stall… or some sort of structure… but this is like a. [grabs tsukasa by the hair and moves him with me] deal

つ：need support oh god the blowjob has become dangerous and life threatening can 8 year olds die from blowjobs

あ：ahmm but you like the look… shoulders pressed back, legs more out.. chest rising and falling quickly

but i st. but i still push into mouth god help me continues whining. hiccups. maybe this is a way to die

つ：ah… agog… it. really looks like amane is…. feeling the same things….

i wish i could tell amane, that i like it and it feels good and he smells nice. can we talk now? he's talking. sortof . i want to let amane know!! I-- !!! [BRAZEN IDIOT WILLL] "Ahmah-- ne," cock drapes, drags, against his lower lip as it slips out, but he keeps it close, as close to it as he can, muffling just a little, "Ilike, it--feels, good! its good! you-- aha--!" aaouhh my head is so dizzy…. "I-- I like it, Amane!" he was worried he wouldn't, right? ah.. and tsukasa…. he wasn't even thinking about liking it, that wasn't … why…

あ：Watches on, feeling awed genuinely, at the look of it all, Tsu... Tsukasa just talking around, it, and ah, as it's out in the open air... it feels cooler, because it's wet... from Tsukasa's spit... Tsukasa's words pelt him, the tone makes him blink slowly. It takes longer to process what is being said

Tsukasa stopped to, breathlessly tell him that he liked it…? Mmh… Such a, such Tsukasa thing to do, really, get all caught up in the moment and stop what he's doing thoughtlessly. He's out of breath too… well, that makes sense, aha… Marvels as well, at the ways they feel similar. Tsukasa's face is flushed too… [reaches out and touches it compulsively] It's so much hotter than his palm… His bangs are sticking to his forehead from the sweat. The hair has gotten more ruffled, from all of Amane's grabbing and tousling… Looks fluffier… It's honestly, a messiness that suits him though. What a picture this is-! Framed by the pale of his yukata, so pristine by comparison, bright and light and delicate…

[exhales] this is, a safe space and also this Amane cannot read the commentary. but i think you could describe him as feeling something like, love struck… ugh, but he's really feeling it all, you know!! A night with your best friend. It's like fireworks in your chest!! And then getting to do something like THIS, this thrilling, and, Tsukasa likes it… ahahah…

laughs aloud. Aha….! Offvvv. Of course-! you do…

eyes squinch I was overthinking it….

つ：its simple, finally the familiar feeling of comfort comes into play, just hearing him talk as simply and directly as always....

あ：mm mmm…. crouches! touches foreheads rubs… back and forth

つ：LEAAANSS!! M!!!! "Amane….!"

あ："… haha. You smell like me." [voice low]

つ：>:o "I DO!!"

あ："It's weird…"

つ："its really strong" "its everywhere"

あ：…………………………………… [closes eyes.]

つ：[dumbly] "it all smells more right now." [beams, pleasantly]

あ："You're smelly too." defensive. "It's hot out." what do you want from me!!!

つ："I am?! oh."

あ："Yeah. I can smell you alot." [inhales.] [gets. dizzy.]

つ："I can't tell." "I can only smell you"

あ：imagine he tucked his face closer to like, crook of neck to whiff

つ：stiffens a little at being sniffened like a dog at a dog park

あ："Well, I'm letting you know, your stink is in there too."

つ：ah. well. brazenly nuzzles against Amane's cock, because there's no reason not to. feeling so pleasant. I like that Amane said he could smell himself on me… mmmm…. mmm i want. smell….

あ：cough cough ahghh ahckg hacl hakc

つ：as amane is crouching the idea of getting even lower to do this is funny tbh

あ：you duck between his legs like a cartoon ostritch

the way the dynamic simply seamlessly continues. even if you make me horny sighs. but like gets back upright pat pat.

つ：its just tsukasa…… amane while he isn't literally immediately experiencing the blowjob: it's no big deal amane in 2 sevonds experiencing the blowjob: AHAOUEUGOHGG

あ：OOO UUHE AHHH OUHGHH ouhghh eve six. somehow haughtily is just like eh whatever…. Oh it's just messing around. like whatever.

つ：tsukasa is just having his simple little good time isn't he…. hehe

ah but so pleased to have talking confirmed okay…. "Amane..!" nuzzle, nuzzle ahhh anxiety gone resolved amane… love meeeee, happy with me, playful, we are having fun

あ：rubs your shoulders "Tsukasa." curtly.

つ：SHUDDERS BUT DOESN'T KNOW WHY

あ：[tilts head.]

つ：why things feel different right now is an enigma….!

あ："…? Tsukasa…? You… okay?"

つ：laughs, breathily, "uh huh! un" paws at Amane's yukata… "I wish it was OK to do this at times other than a festival." matter of fact

あ：[looks at you with immense pity] [but then the concept like stirs around in his skull and a tumbleweed blows through amane's brain] opens mouth closes mouth opens mouth

つ：tsukasa thinks but oh well, and licks your cock

あ：aghh fh oh not again

Tsukasa you don't know this but that's actually well played. i think amane was just going to be enigmatic and quiet but feeling tongue on cock again is like ohg of hgjfkd

"Ahhgh mmmmaybe wec an just get good at sneakingg" like oh my god im not ready to leave it "It'ss hgjust gotta be a secret"

つ：mouth is hung open w cock resting on tongue, tsukasa doesn't understand what he is quite hearing. hm?

あ：hic

つ：….. …. "ih-- duhn't havf be , fessval….?"

あ："Maybe there's other eventssor….g h…." [feeling like lungs are filling up with water] "or….f fffff….. no one sns… home….?" [bumps hips]

つ：for the first time of this event simply holds amane's cock with his hand like he's never thought of this, to lift it a little away but. ilke keep it. warM? held? odd impulse and not thinking about it

ah, he bumps into tsukasa's hand…. wah, the skin movement, felt it there--! so interesting

あ：simply keeps dipping in and out of Tsukasa's palm, even as he is trying to pause

つ：…. "… we can do it at home?" wide-eyed, head tilting. hand pumps a few times on sheer instinct

あ："Mhm mh mhmh" voice gets unflatteringly high. OH ANYHT GUIHNF stamps feets

つ："really????" pumps cluelessly, its like momentum more than conscious action at all

あ："Un, un, home… at home wh. i m. ah. if we're alone and…" [eyes rolling] "I dunnno maybe w'ell just get good at it..g…h…" teeth chattering holds tongue between teeth pads out the motion

つ：ouuhhhg also feeling gassed by this..a aaouuhh…..? gets… visibly dizzied "good at it… I wanna be good at it…." wobbling a little "for Amane…."

turns… back to his cock in his hand, thinking about this simple phrase, which is satisfying to think about…. ah, a skill… something to do, beyond just… existing, with Amane, something he could practice…. that Amane wanted to do, mentioned, first….

Amane really seems to like it… I don't see him like this….. it's so different. it doesn't have to be just Tanabata….? thats so much to think about….

あ："You…" swallows, squeezes eyes tightly, before opening them, and they're less hazed and lost but more… focused, suddenly, affixed. Staring down at him. Thoughts were swirling, trying to conceptualize… variables of, house, home, hours? School… time alone? Parents? How does it all come together…

But-- it all gets knocked out, hearing that reply. Squints… "Tsukasa." swallows again, licks teeth. "You… you'd really like that…?" voice getting quiet. "This…" punctuates, sliding in and out of hand…

つ：mmmmezmerizing…. looks at hand like oh i didn't know i was doing this. whoa whats going on here. watches wetness bead out… leans forward to lick it on instinct, just as he would tears

あ：breath quickens… sounds like he's hyperventilating…

つ：doesn't taste too dissimilar from tears….. saltiness…..

ah, distracted by the taste hitting and buzzing brain/tastebuds, so he forgets a question was asked, falling out of time, instead getting back to putting it in his mouth, thinking: wait, its supposed to be mouth…

i got distracted talking… supposed to…. do this, right now

becomes very focused, for the first time in all of this, for some reason. perhaps doing a few pumps taught his hindbrain something intuitive. bobs on his own, over it, in-out

fingers still wrapped around the base a bit, but more out of thoughtlessness-- like holding something while you leave the room unnecessarily….

brain is…. leaving…..

i really wanna be good at something. for Amane i really want to be good at this, if he likes it

あ：It's just so easy to derail one another, mutually. It's all so pressing and distracting, isn't it? Watching Tsukasa's mouth enclose around it, the motions, feeling… graceful…. Stomach-turning kind of grace… It looks natural. ah, it's pretty….

Isn't it weird to think… pretty… But, ah, what about it isn't pretty…. Like the yukata… It's made of nice fabric, print… Our shared face, there's nothing wrong with that… Look at it, all day, don't we.

つ：its the serene devotion emanating

あ：Having focused more, Amane's able to drink in more details… The concentration… the lack of hesitation… … there's no way the people earlier were experiencing something like this, actually… [becoming strangely certain…]

つ：probably just some . fffucking…. stupid teens, barely know each other barely doing anythin,g, barely wanting it

あ：What, some classmates? If, even that

つ：no way. no way she. told him shelikes it no way

あ：She couldn't have looked so into it. Must've felt like a chore… her mouth would just get tired and… that'd be that…

They aren't going to go home, to the same house, at the end of the day. They're not going to take a bath together.

つ：they are not in matching yukatas amane i assure you that

あ：[exhaling] "You really do. You just do like it…" muttering… fills in the blanks himself…

つ：humms in reply… feeling serene being told a plain fact

ah, i do like to think it's… somehow become bizarrely graceful bobbing. hit a stride… reached pure bliss

あ："If you could do it more… you'd do that?" ah, squeezes pea. mnn wait ugh… "For me? Like you said…."

つ：comprehend the rhythm-- motions-- experienced it enough, subconsciuosly logged it

あ：ugh, chest squeezes to see…

Unfiltered admiration… It's, it's impressive. Tsukasa is being impressive. Fff… feels good… ahh… teeth what to chatter, feel overwhelmed. Tingling all across the skin.

つ：humms... "for Ahmma-ne"..... thinking the words to self. ah, feels good to do things for Amane.... swirls tongue around

あ：Chases after, trying to sync rhythm with own motions now… though, they're understated, slow pumps… He's trying to not lose his thoughts. Though, what comes out is less… thoughtful than he means

"It'd have to be for me. Like this. Iiii. I wouldn't wanna do, what you're doing." huffs…. "- ssso… you'd have to keep doing it…" "Like this…"

つ：ah can barely understand but is a dizzy mess and nods obediently. heard 'you'd have to keep doing it like this' and that sinks in. feels like a bell rung.

あ：presses palm heavily against one of his eyes

つ：wants me to do something....

あ：… can't help but get severe, suddenly… "If we do this, you couldn't back out. O-kay. It ff… itffffeeels really good, it wouldn't be fair. You can't. Say you're gonna and then… change your mind…"

Muttering under breath at times, rubbing own mouth. it's not liable that tsukasa will hear or understand all of it, but Amane is moreso talking to himself

つ：its so high concept. its unthinkable for tsukasa to even consider the imaginary concept of changing his mind or backing out

あ："Seriously…" sucks in saliva. "If this is… going to happen outside of Tanabata…" still struggling with such a thought. looks down. "It's only fair…" huffs. "You're." huffs…. h-hhaha…? "You're."

"You're already good at it…" losing. faculties.

つ：aaoaooguooououououawo whiiiines WANNA BE GOOD A T SOMETHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

あ：heep…. eyes roll back again -- do eyes DO that this often?? feels like they are spinning… can't- can't even control them… do they just DO that… what the hell… why would your eyes do stuff…

つ：ahhh overstimulated but determined to not stop but struggliiiiingggg, whines.... whiiiines

あ：Starting to open-mouthed pant…

つ：aahhh good at it. . not only for tanabata. going to be good at something. pppraised. aahhhhh please

あ：Ohhm… he's freaking 8 years old…

"Tss…. tsu.. tsukasaa…." whines back… parallel… IT'S OVERWHELMING, WE'RE ALL OVERSTIMULATED ACTUALLY BY THE THOUGHTS. feels a LITTLE nauseaous. but also it's the. feeling close. to coming. antsy.

つ：I MUST KEEP MY MOUTH ON HIM NO MATTER HOW DIFFICULT IT GETS

degrading into just whining… back and forth. ahhh name is, love to, hear it, like this, why?? what does it mean, if amane whines it? mm nn no, wait, ah I'm whining rn, ah… didn't notice, oh, it's the same feeling again….

there's. no way amane feels like this….. the same, really?! nnn.. bbbut he's the one saying good things. whiiiness

to tsukasa he's, on the better end of things. spoiled here praised, played with, tasting smelling so much…. a dream

あ：There are ways it feels like a whoole experience surely, hard to imagine what Amane is getting out of it, by contrast… Not being talked through the experience or pet…

つ：FEELS LIKE THE LITTLE PRINCESS HERE CANNOT IMAGINE WHAT AMANE IS GETTING FROM TSUKASA JUST DROOLING ALL OVER HIM AND WHINING

BUT IF IT COULD BE SO SIMPLE I CAN DROOL AND WHINE ALL DAY

あ：But that's just the bias, feeling like Amane is all enchanting… on Amane's end I think at this point Tsukasa is lke scary, my scarily capable and sexually potent otouto actually, i'm starting to preemptively feel afraid at the thought of experiencing a taste of this and somehow this not going well later. DON'T YOU DO THIS TO ME. THIS IS RUINING ME AND IF EEL IT SO HELP ME…

I think it'd be cute actually if he came while rushing to cover his own face… hide… and then also immediately FALL. slide down to the ground. lays on the ground like a rabbit shot with an arrow bleeding out

つ：tsukasa would be so shocked by fluid and dealing with that WHOA if its dry though its like what is happening i dont know excessive twitching and squeezing and then amane dying

あ：one likes either option… romantic first fluid nut on tanabata

つ：destiny

あ：ohhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the moon and stars

つ：either way its like its suddenly become more alive than ever which is startling and slightly scary. like its doing everything. then spits in his mouth then just slips clean out as Amane flies away to the ground

left on hands and knees processing liquid in mouth, dripping down chin….. takes a second before moving it around with tongue, feeling odd thickness to it, no idea what it is at all, spit? it spit in me? it did something…..

kiss me… back? i drool all over it it drooled in me

あ：whoa. so mysterious feeling bodies can do so much

つ：uhm uhm… swallows it.

あ：amane is kind of writhing. i think the mania is also getting to him like thrashes kicks legs

つ：licks lips. looking like birthday table boy swallowing licking and then looqing

あ：hmmm. this is one of those. like. post nuts that just isnt graceful. GROANS AND KICKS. and moans. OHGHHGH

つ：watching amane like a very interesting bug. whoa

あ："FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

つ：!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW WE'RE REALLY NOT BEING QUIET ANYMORE

あ：rolls over and rips up grass claws at the dirt

つ：blinks. whoa! "whoa….."

あ：somehow im thinking about him getting up though and looking at tsukasa like. flushed. panting. about to cry. and yet menacing. "YOU'RE going to keep doing that later."

つ："yes."

あ：[closes eyes] "Good." keels over again

つ：[stupid] "…. do you want more now?"

あ：hm……. "I w…" [quiet] "………. yeah………….. b-but."

つ：crawls towards accidentally menacingly

あ：HIEHYGF crawling backwards like its a zombie movie MATTE MATTE matte matte matte ahh nnn TSUKASA!!!

つ：tilts head. why go

あ：My st. my tu… my tummy hurts. w.. wait!!! wait aminute

つ：sits

あ：and my… **** feels sore.

つ：!! ah!!

あ：[holds hand over it like its a wound] s…. so… not right now…

つ：IT SPAT something at me, is that 'cuz it got hurt??

あ：…………………….. I GUESS? [RUBS FACE] chigau.

It um… [i dont fucking know the science of come.] It did the thing Cuz it felt really good, actually. Umm… Like.

Well it was all good. [serious.] but that part.. um… [looks around] like.. LIKE!! like the "pop" [hands close and open] part of the firework

つ：whoa…..

あ：… it felt like… it felt like that… I think… even the.. the part like.. up up up… going higher… [frazzled, ruffling own hair] like, uh… yeah… and then… pwhhh…

つ：[listening to attentively]

あ：[wiggles fingers]

つ：…… oh its a thing you can do too much. like eating or running. or something. are you tired?

あ：………… nods.

つ：we could go home now

あ：… aren't you tired…

つ：NO!!

あ：… Your mouth isnt tired…?

つ：[WIDE AWAKE] [sortof. testing jaw out. messing with it] …. no!?

あ：mh. [… well then i wont feel bad about anything wtf…] Sure… okay, then. Let's just go home. =,= ……………………………………………… i wanna bath….

つ：beamssssss we'll take a bath!!!!

あ：you run it…. [yawns] saying this and dusting self off… settling things back in place.. ah, but mindlessly hold hands at the end of it all

つ：as we always do. walk home hand in hand

あ：Gonna sleepily slump on tsukasa in da tub Gonna be like mghh tsukasa….. Get me… a snack… Before bed… fetch

つ：he will be so fetcheth you things master. and amane will feel so justified the penis incantations i have been weakened. tsukasa is fine. i almost died. inch of my life out there on the grass

あ：You got allll hot and sexy sucking coxk for no reason and it almost killed me. i need to learn to forgive you for that

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つ：Tsukasa: [laying on tummy, idly asking after a few sessions] does it really feel good for Amane…. ?

Amane: of course it does [annoyed]… it's you who's the confusing one… [defensive] what do you even get out of it…

Tsukasa: ? you pet me and tell me i did it good, i always like that!

Amane: [got so horny hearing that he got nauseous-- yeah you like that, don't y-- but then recovered quickly and doesn't like the statement anymore, in a pragmatic way] is it really like anything then? for you? it's not different? [sortof … a little reserved about this… suddenly like: wait I…. maybe don't like it if Tsukasa isn't horny whatsoever and its just me]

Tsukasa: …. [no mouth] no its different from stuff [no idea how]

Amane: ok. it feels different, right. but how. I'm not touching you. you know?

Tsukasa: no, you pet me [literal]

Amane: NO-- I mean. y. [sighs] okay … do you… does it feel like… [realizes this takes more.. braincells, to talk about. and that he has a real question in his heart right now! how to tackle it…] [clutches…. own shirt] like here… it goes fast [heart] … and. it's hard to breathe…

Tsukasa: [mystified that Amane is confirming, aloud, the synchronous feelings] hai….

Amane: [nods] and… its. tingly. All. over.

Tsukasa: IT IS TINGLY!

Amane: [doesn't like this conversation but does] [you dont' like Tsukasa Not being horny and you also don't like him being confirmed horny.] yeah, and. and it's different. it's different. uhm. its even different-- hearing. listening. to. uh. each other. like- like, say, names….

Tsukasa: whoa, you're right. [staring at nothing]

Amane: [also staring at nothing] yeah. [shakes head, knocks out of it] wait, so you really feel that stuff? just doing it? I thought it was just, what you did to me that made me feel that. I don't get it.

Tsukasa: why not?

Amane: [frustrated] its like if-- I ate a sandwich and YOU got full! or something! like why would that happen? m- [struggling] my body. feels new. and weird things. 'cuz of. you know. you're. touching it.

Tsukasa: mhm.

Amane: but why would just you touching it make you feel weird

Tsukasa: I dunno. It's special?

Amane: [flinches. mrngh ugh no… lame, to say that. ew] I guess…

Tsukasa: [simply] I've never heard you make noises like that. Or look like that

Amane: [feels called out] you make new noises, too…. [defensive]..

Tsukasa: [oh true, the whining is so new-feeling] do you like them?

Amane: ………………….. [puts a pillow over Tsukasa's head] [has no pupils or mouth]

just like thing in my brain last nite/this morning the way convos could be so casual and so stupid is funny to me, the charm of being way too familiar

あ：kawaii… Whimsically I was enjoying the thought of, like later just getting to rap about stuff, talk about the details i was thinking of Amane just being like. so……….. what's it. taste like. [uncontrollably curious] Like… is it just, whatever. is it neutral. or is it a little ah.. weird but…. like Tsukasa just is good at working past that.. or.

つ：Tsukasa the world's biggest freak: oh it reminds me of your tears! but its a lil different [touches finger to lip] bi..tter? like… [thinking] … tea? [thinking] if you put tea and sweat and crying together ina cup

あ：LOOKS………………….. [but says nothing.]

so if you put all of those in a cup, you would drink that.

つ：if Amane wanted me to

あ：oh one of those moments where Amane just pities you. like, Tsukasa… clicks tongue

I worry about you, you know. [holds your face condescendingly though]

Would you really drink anything if I made you. [going to get horny about the sureness of tsukasa's reply]

つ：hai.

あ：ooooooooooooooooooooh youve made me so. [redacted]

I was really enjoying thinking of the immediate aftermath of this sitch where. They have almost like an entirely normal night and Amane passes out so hard snzzzzz…. And we just fall into our routine so normally it's like w/e, we have breakfast, oh another day. Like Amane's brain just suspends from the events and you're just eating dinner with your parents. I actually was kind of thinking about, like a whole 2 days passes by or something, a lot of time just doing normal stuff. but then you're both alone in your room and you process your parents went to do some errand, or you're not going to be really bothered for hours, and it's like …………………………………. [the room darkens]

Looks around

つ：darkness descends upon you

あ：Sensing… opportunity its like ah god i wasn. i wasnt really thinking about it

つ：you have blowjob vessel with you at all times

あ：Tsukasa innocently fiddling with some toy has a plastic dinosaur wordlessly walk up to and be like. tug tug. but after this it's really like the cumrotting. OHH ITS JUST SO EASY!!!

つ：for tsukasa it is also like oh fell out of my head haven't been sminking about it but its like-- THE SMELL is back

whoa i can just smell it again. though i do like to think after blowjob tsukasa is suddenly vaguely atuned to cocksmell wafts when they happen. like you guys get into the bed and the sheets plume as they do and youre like snf.

あ：There's a good smell here :) I'm sure it's just ilke a-ah… there it is…! It actually exists normally, I just didn't know that was the smell…

つ：now i recognize a new color

あ：And the world. became a little MORE special of a place.

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つ：

あ：I actually had a bunch of miscellaneous thoughts within this scenario… like, random little conversations where Amane is curious what Tsukasa is experiencing/feeling, but also since the "nut and keep sucking" experience is on my mind, thinking about Amane dealing w frustrations of penis limits. feeling like, but i want it more and longer. trying to overcome this. it's also like, he doesnt like feeling as though someone Tsukasa has more stamina, it's always me prying Tsukasa off… huff huff. [want to be impressive]

Just bemoaning to Tsukasa outright, about wishing it could last longer. which could be interesting for Tsukasa to hear bc. [memories of Amane ripping him off abruptly] its just interesting these desires could exist, conflictingly

つ：oh. then why do you pull me off. sortof mindset about it

あ：[finger to mouth innocently] Especially when its like. pries off. AND. is like. dont touch me ouhh dont lay on me

Amane both petulantly, flippanyly huffing about wanting this outside of it happening, but then also agonized whining for it during… Much for Tsukasa to digest

Tsukasa, who always wants Amane to get what he wants. like hueue…. how do i halp…

つ：its like awe… what do do i keep going or not…..

あ：Which Amane do I listen to…😰 But one day Amane just humbles himself and tasks you with a mission Sits on my knees in front of you we are facing each other sitting

つ：tsukasa listening to this like. hmm…. so. I listen, to the Amane, now but I don't listen to the Amane, later. but what if the Amane later wants me to listen to him….?

あ：Like Amane is underestimating his own reaction here I'll just power through it I'll just…. want it

つ：when the time comes he's going to get scared when tsukasa doesn't stop easily and does indeed just bare down and continue

あ：The resistance. It can be scary We make, some new noises today

Thinking about the Amane tasking Tsukasa with this like. Trying to emphasize, like, we'll just experiment. I wanna see what it feels like… maybe we could just make it last a bit longer… I'll just like… try and focus. But if you're not tired, you should just keep at it [not expecting to tear up from fear]

つ：brain is like nOOO I'M UNDER ATTACK HELP!!

あ：you cave and are just like ST. STOP!!! STOP!!!

I actually like the dramatics of saying "stop" and "no" aloud its really ilke. well its the part where its noncon

i think it would be interesting whether or not tsukasa listens… like i think it's cute if he's just so good boy brain and like :< about it and does let up… but then you have amane meditate on it and is like. wait. no. i mean. i thibk. i think we're ontos oemthing [hand over mouth, thinking]

つ：i imagine the first 'try' tsukasa doesn'thave the werewithal to continue ignoring once he keeps pulling and asknig stop and sounding upset

maybe only lasts a little while… then is just like…. amane….. do you really want me to stop….. i know what you said before….

あ：He's just so programmed to listen…. er, and, I mean, the second Tsukasa lets up, amane will shove him awayand pull his hips back like. >_< [wheeze] So… its not like… reassuring at first

つ：just be like.. mm. p. pets. pets. you… did it good…. tsukasa [straining] uhm, i just wanted to. uh feel it. right its … hard…

あ：mutter an apology. its like. sorry… its confusing…. but you were doing what you were supposed to

つ：you just want to do what I say, don't you…… 💭I… need to get better.. at not saying…. no, or stop….

あ：See i like the thought of Amane having to problem solve actually you meditate on it… it was an educational experience

Actually i think a babystep could be like… just… staying completely still… and letting it rest in Tsukasa's mouth… we just breathe here

Maybe if we go… reeeally reeeeeeally slowly…. but I think this is more soothing for Tsukasa as well, like. just getting pet repeatedly. Amane can have more mental faculties to be like. [swallowing] "um, you're doing fine…"

つ：when he starts hissing and flinching, having a mind to pet

あ：Maybe you still just have to tap out, but you feel better about how far you got… crawls over and just nuzzles

… without all the primal terror… you can report that this time it was um um… interesting… it's, it's nice, it's.. intense but. like… feels good still….. It was better that time…

つ：fidgeting. I like that it lasted a .. a long time. tsukasa is just wigglewiggle uuuu ah good…. did it good…

あ：[quietly] It's fun.

つ：I'LL DO IT AS LONG AS YOU WANT! we'll get really good at it!! we'll do it for hours! I know you can, Amane! if you want it you're good at difficult stuff

あ：chokes coughs blood spiritually. ohhh you think i can be your little blowjob champ get real good at getting a blowjob. help

つ：a part of amane like . we shouldn't ought have hadsex at the tanabata

あ：I have a feeling it was a mistake.

つ：meestake

あ：I think this is why. People don't have sex. With their siblings It's too easy, isn't it Teens need… to sneak out of the house to do it It must be good for you. Growing up

つ：to have to wait for the festival times and then to sneak theres gonna be a day. in the middle of the night amane is like. wait it could happen now. if we're quiet

あ：That's when you'll really be broken I also feel like. when you discover. just pantomime. its over part 2 invent humping. uahhhhhhh [brain disintegraets]

つ：ahh i was thinking about inventing humping… to one day be like. tsukasa. there's something else we can… do. like what we've been doing. something. teens typically do if we're already doing this…. i figure why not…. if we don't like it. we just won't try it again

あ：Scuffs shoe It's whatever you know. Just. We'll take our temperature on this

[the air increases humidity as you both feel the, like vibe of 'marking property' that humping gives]

つ：something neither of you can begin to articulate, to yourselves or each other. amane would see it as simply a physical transaction-- like the BJ, it's just about acquiring a sensation and being horny….

there's some subtle feelings of ownership to a BJ, but not too much, and its easy to handwave, I feel.

あ：The ahh part where, cock makes you weak, a blowjob makes you feel. weak.

being so young and tender too, you're more often just whimpering and clinging while getting sucked off

つ：it's the act of it all, you cant have many thoughts during.

あ：it can often feeeeel like tsukasa is just doing you a favor…

つ：he is fanning you with a big leaf now and again

when you get into…. baring down on Tsukasa…. grabbing him in place, squeezing him steady, pushing him against the floor, humping….. it feels… different….. and tsukasa feels it, too. it's just… visceral. forceful.

あ：It is simply different to… grab, move, squeeze, shove against Tsukasa's whole body… pin him against a surface… You're also more ah, coherent. for it

In the first place, I think instructing Tsukasa to get into position already feels like "."

つ：face away from being the logical first attempts.. lets not make this awkward

amane also like. fidgeting. look. if you dont like it-- or wahtever-- just. tell me later okay. and don't. laugh or…. I'll do something

あ：Eheh yes, especially since we're trial running… Can't deal with Tsukasa having his very focused little pinpricks. dont look

つ：I don't want you to talk. just-- put up with it. for. this first time.

so awkwardly…. having tsukasa maybe palms against a wall. standing or on knees, i wonder…. but its comforting to have tsukasa pressed to something, so he really can't move much….

あ：I like the vibe of against a wall Let me… approach this

つ：holds.. hips hips. i imagine it would be like… mmm… awkward. just looking, thinking. but actually starting is like. ffffine ok ok here i go uhm. just. does it

grabs. bumps against… more uh, cartoonishly at first pull to, and away from not knowing the actual hip-movement

あ：A lot of it just feels awkward and, like "is this anything"… is it going to feel like anything, for either of us.. but some part of you vaguely is like, interested, seeking something. so…. persist

Kawaii. like approximations it really takes a second to figure out how. like. to get a rhythm It can feel sort of wrong… like… isn't it smoother… it should just be like. bump bump bump

End up feeling like, it was essential to instruct Tsukasa to not look or say anything. Feel like he would turn around and leave , to be interrupted rn

But mm… I believe in Tsukasa's gracefulness and , also eagerness, just going to be receptive and quiet. Maybe wiggle… Whatever Amane is doing is interesting

つ：bumpbumpbump.. it feels interesting… more of his body is involved in this….. can feel that thang up against him. amane wants to rub it places….

あ：It is interesting to feel it like this. Something you've been getting familiar with Can't see it but know it…

I think any sort of… like, receptive, or playful sort of wiggle/sway from Tsukasa is good incentive. it ah. make you horny to feel/see [grips tighter]

… it's all… not nothing… I always think the way a curved spine contours very artfully against the chest, when you're looming from behind. it feels so neat. like ah, bodies… its nice to rest your face against shoulders/back too…

つ：i like to think of amane getting an increasing urge to press closer…. pull harder… at first being sortof like, ah, at a distance-- more similar to like, how we casually hump at fridge

bump. bump…. not wanting to immediately be too overinvested, a reserved amount of involvement like if you did just this and felt really embarrassed you could just, forget about it…

あ：Uhuhm… noncommittal enough. not even holding onto Tsukasa that firmly or anythin…

Light pressure. just ah, getting a feel for the territory but as a result it's cute, the spike of interest and intensity…

thinking about him really leaning face against and rubbing between shoulders. i always feel like this is just comforting. inhale Traps hot breff against Tsukasa's back

つ：feels tsukasa shudder from the breath and feels sadistic

あ：Man when I remember how little self control we had before though. how much it felt like goootttta do it... gotta hump until we're sore

つ：my creep goosebumps are manifesting m.mmm

oh yeaaahh babyyy. my spine and his muscles and hips.. unlike BJ you can really hump for a long time, especially if you dont really have apointed goal to it and aren't coming….

あ：Oh you can feel like such a creep all loomed from behind. tbh the quality where you can't see the other's expression….

つ：first session could get pretty ribbled and last a long time.. despite the start. wrap arms around his waist. really make him feel like. fklsgjlfh….

oh, this one really involves more than, just my mouth or something….. if the other thing is a kind of kiss, this is like a kind of hug

あ：oughh. the way you see the world but youre not wrong

つ：more firm…. shallow… quicker humps. i dont need to pull away all the way, he thinks… ah, its like the BJ…. its nice to do it shallow and stuff…. it doesnt have to go in-out full length every time….

あ：Sometimes doing staying really close and against is nice… mm…

つ：… but it is fun sometimes….. mmm… experiments with shallow, short humps close to tsukasa's body… then pulling away, holding him by a hip at more distance, and slamming into

あ：Really exploring the territory hmm i fjsdgh i do think it's just easier to feel like. egotistical about it. maybe its hard to leave it due to this as well

つ：stands still. like ah hm, wait a minute... he moves his head to me sometimes.... hmmm.. grabs tsukasa and pulls HIM towards, but keeps himself still.. moves tsukasa to his hips. brain pops fizzles

あ：Drags you upons… the collision can feel so dramatic!! impact…

つ：tsukasa himself easily sorta wobbly and not sure wtf is happening, trying to stay steady, has to get a better stands on the ground to not be shaken

あ：All the partition of clothes and stuff really helps keep it from being as, overwhelming and raw as a bj. but still very satisfying

つ：amane can see the utility of it all…. that you can be harsher, and the 'target' is so broad, its not like trying to aim for mouth… so you can really pull away, and pull back, and slam….

it all feed into itself though-- doing this like. mmm but i should try to do some slam with the other thing too, can't i do some…. not exactly like this, but…. more than I have

あ：Getting more comfortable and aware of yourself. yabai

つ：[pulls tsukasa over harshly a few times repeatedly, until tsukasa is panting trying to stay steady, and jostled] Amane, despite being the one requesting silence as always, is like…… [way too careless, because he expects how tsukasa will answer, by now] you really don't mind even if it's so rough?

shakes his head. he's try to be GOOD BOY UNLIKE YOU and was told to be quiet again…

[sneering behind him] can I get even rougher. [knows how you willl answer but wants to fuck with you] …. tsukasa nods, of course

あ：He is shitty like that

つ：horrible brain: i will make you regret agreeing so easily

あ：Maybe you should think twice. sticks tongue out

つ：finally a situation where maybe i can make tsukasa blanch first really awful harsh slamming repeatedly awful porno manuevers and he's amane, so he really can be tongue out THIS . HO

あ：Making Tsukasa pant is exciting… any involuntary sounds made are, like. It makes Amane feel like he "won" =,= he sucks

つ：little stops and hiccups and ah-- hhg--khk-- scritch scritch, feet unstable on the floor hands scratching the wall….

あ：Squeezes your middle so hard you squeak… and so on fucking. he's amane also so. he laughs

つ：tsukasa is . very surprised just by all the-- roughness. amane isn't really such a… ah, he's not your, jock brother in such a way, you know, he's not like headlocking you or something….

he's not. wrestling you to the ground typically…you have your little games, and when younger you had some rowdy ones, but…. he's not a frat boy! he's not usually just. i mean hitting you or something. just slamming is wild!

tsukasa thinking… so he wants to be rough….? he wants to be this rough….?

あ：We're.. weird little guys, we're typically sentimental and hand-holdy, the familiarity just lends to some playfulness, but… I think even the rougher rowdier games were under the pretense of, some RP or imaginative play. we're at most liable to get wily in the pool or something

I think the lack of proxies is really interesting… it means, Amane, just wants to be rough with, Tsukasa so Tsukasa has to process…. you want to do that to me…? He wants to hear me make these sounds…?

つ：its all so. very blank while this is all going on. despite panting physically mouth open stares at the wall

あ：… I think it's uniquely overwhelming for Tsukasa to process…. simply because it is not typical of Amane to do this… Like mnn… because it's not just in his general nature to be aggressive like that. What is this… [radio static]

つ：i think it would be really funny if Amane was having fun being really gnasty tongue sticking out snarling a corner of his lip slamming tsukasa and then unexpectedly comes and is like. stills.

forgor it could happen. didn't. wasnt trying dont feel strong anymore

あ：How do you play this off You feel the come leaking down your leg

つ：going from crushing it to just still is incriminating

あ：the wet spot. its just like. i mean theres no good options bc weakly bumping and then being like hue is also like. i think tsukasa understands What happened

You simply linger. still. hand on tsukasa. and then cough. [jenny's awkward christian grey voice] Well, that was great. (edited)

つ：maybe its just like. walks. away. goes to bathroom to like. handle this. like. wipe cock down just came all over yourself. its just. covering your cock in your shorts. soaking

sssmmmmallest spot of soaked-thru come on tsukasa…. he simply rubs his hand against the spot and brings it to his nose while amane is gone, licks it tooo…. like ah. it is the stuff.

あ：incriminating… It's interesting to think, that even without umm… mouth stuff… wetness… it could happen just force… rubbing against…

つ：he liked it as much as the other thing…..

a dokis moment alone against the wall still, unsure also if he should move or not.. its cute for amane to come back in and tsukasa has not moved an inch.

dokis of. ah he-- mm… we'll do this more, then… if he liked it.. we might start doing this too…. regularly… whenever we can…

あ：[gets dizzy]

つ：and... if we dont have to take off any clothes or, get anything out...... that seems easy

あ：[rubs face.]

つ：really don't understand his own feefee, but it's the odd ownership feeling of it… feeling, branded… roughed with treated like his… just can't have that thought formed, yet

あ：This stage where everything is just percolating…

Ah for the humble little Tsukasa I think there are dokis to be had, also, at like -- oh, yay, another thing I can do… that Amane likes… two whole things. a frog in a well like me… maybe feel a little spoilt. How did I get here…

つ：and, uhmmm it was my, suggestion sortof in the firstplace… that we could do it… so….

あ：._. me do something good 👉👈💦…

つ：i do think dryhumping is a new problem eventually, but at least at first maybe amane is a little like. avoidant of doing it again for a Second

like i. cant think about how i was there immediately >> whyd i come so hard so suddenly

あ：It's kind of embarrassing. To reflect on.

つ：and you gotta come back into the room and be like-- … tsukasa…. tugs pulls him away from the wall its over, tsukasa…

you. [through teeth] did good… pets…. ruffles hair.

あ：Trying to balance, wanting to breeze past this/move on but affirm it was good >> Like ah. that was good. maybe it's something we can do together, too. Oh uh, you can talk. now.

つ：[EXHALES LOUDLY AS IF HE WAS HOLDING BREATH] turns around and beams at Amane

あ：[looking put off] ….

つ：...... [OPENS MOUTH WIDELY] [has nothing coherent to say immediately] [looks around] [thinks so hard]

あ：............................................................. [im choosing to not be mean.... so i wont tell him to actually be quiet again....]

つ：HOLDS amane's hand in both of us suddenly it-- was-- fun! really fun! [SHAKES HAND AROUND]

あ：[resigned] Mhm…. [sigh] Good to hear you had fun. [but like… stretches leggy out] It was… interesting. [kinda kickin leg out, crosses it behind other] It gave me… ideas~ ^^

つ：sparklinggggggg

あ：[feeling smug again finally] So, look forward to.. the future~ [tongue sticky outy face]

this does feel like. its time for sadist brother to percolate thinking about. fucking you hard. sorry here it comes

つ：going to dream about slam now that i know the slam going to bleed this into the BJ stuff its like. but tsukasa has been such a good sport. and he doesn't. mind so. why should I… hold back

あ：going to treat you worse during it

つ：start really moving tsukasa's head forcefully. get more creative with positions.

あ：if tsukasa likes it so much…. really. grab by the hair. freely move you over cock the… objectification

つ：like moving over top of m.

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あ：Hm the appeal of this scenario is like watching Amane like, real-time evolve into horrible pervert naturally as he gets more confident and acts rougher its like… gets more talkative during.. starts. dirtytalking. im sorry tsukasa.

つ：ITS GONNA BE ROUGH FOR TSUKASA!!!

あ：Like oh. he's saying so much Since this stuff started so 🤐 its … an unexpected shift but also its like wjfdgjhf when the dialogue is like [warped voice] you like that don't you, you little

つ：oh its all gonna be. tell me you like it. wanna do it. more tell me don't you wanna do this for hours?

あ：I can tell you're thinking it [out of breath]

つ：you like it more than you can say. i can tell. cuz of how you. hhlook at me

あ：you should tell me though. how you want it. don't you think i should hear it. it's just you and me here. why hold back

つ：LIhkKE-- [Amane hooking a thumb in his mouth to make it harder to talk. kind of just as a bullying thing. coming out.]

あ：hooking thumb in mouth, tilting head side to side

つ：Wannit! Wanna-- lihkk-tt do it! aaahahaaa.. I liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike… I lliiiiiiiiike when… Amane…. ♥ isssz, rrrough, haha like this… he's rougher when we do this, you don't hold back

あ：Mmm oh he loves to hear it…. it's just like [nastily] That's right The way you are means, I don't have to hhold back. at all! aha You're easy like that

つ：I want, to be the person Amane neeverr holds back with.... [dazed, out of it...]

あ：Hahaha… hahah, aww, Tsukasa… [mock scandalized tone] You want to be special-? You want to get what no one else can… ?

つ：eeouuuhhmm… squints one eye . kicks at floor nnhnnnn.

あ：[tilts head] Hmm, it would be nice, wouldn't it…

つ：it sortof hurts to hear….

あ：[going on] getting to be special… mmm… I can see why you would want it…

つ：Amane…. I like when, Amane looks at me… [wobbly] you look at me more since starting this I like that

あ：[simmers…]

つ：touch… [paws at a sleeve] me more…. since….

あ：Amane is stupid, he doesn't expect to have words pain him… but it's like ahh.. The sincerity… I think it's a real balance of being horny about it and getting chest pain

つ：and feeling condescending, as he does amane with his capacity to pity the little creatures

あ：Yes. like ah. Tsukasa is… being pathetic….💔 Holds face in both hands

つ：is that what's under tsukasa's surface… tsk tsk… hold my little dummy

あ：[lower voice, pitying] It's nice to be looked at, and touched, isn't it…

つ：nodddddd… no mouth gazing at. pitiably

あ：Well, as long as you always listen to me… if you keep being, just like this. [pat pat] Thennnn why would I ever hold back…? You got this far, right?❤️

つ：mmmmm. nuzzles into hand for a moment, sortof restlessly. presses face into palm by turning himself

I WANT Amane to do whatever he wants!! I want [thinks about these words.. Amane was asking him about whwat he likes and stuff…….. its so hard to think about things in terms of whatever he's wanting…]

I want… Amane [gets still and looks around at the floor] I do like it [thinking harder.] it tastes good because it's you and it all smells good I like it.

[very simple. but it is going to sound the way it does] I like that I can swallow something from Amane and put it in me and I have it in me all day

あ：It's so simple and yet. amane really needs it to be so blunt. rghhhg…. that IS what's hot about it, isnt it…!?! rhgh

You like it cuz its me… JUST me… it. [becoming severe] it couldn't be just anyone, right-? You wouldn't like just any person… You wouldn't get on your knees for someone else. right.

つ：[FLABBERGHASTED] NO!? NO ONE?! no….! no….. no one else-- ?! no! [getting caught in it] I dont wanna smell like someone else!!!! I dont wanna put someone else in me!!

あ：spiritually Amane is steepled fingers pleased and simmering thats right…………………….

つ：only Amane!!!

あ：but you know like. thinks about it for 1 second as well and is like ugh. no. fufjghf.g never anyone else's come. oooh. OOOH. ONLY me. Never anyone else, okay?

つ：possessive guy discovers an inch of his fetish

okay!! yes! never ever! never!

あ：I don't want you to smell like anyone else either

つ：no! gross

あ：You don't need that

つ：no! never need it!!! [very definitive. firm] only AMANE. [but childishly so.]

あ：Good, good. I like the sound of that

つ：if Amane stops doing it it'll never happen again [surprisingly intense statement but said very plainly]

あ：Im-impressive… this is actually kind of high concept for amane. the future? houh….

つ：never ever. not even at a festival [as if festivals are places you just have sex. tsukasa's conceptualization of being a teen]

あ：Never... ever, even if years pass...? [quiet]

つ：never ever til I die [so easy for tsukasa to say things like this]

あ：impressive good boy otouto wtf… ah. kinda got blasted with a beam by this [breathing 1 inch from your face] That… that is how it should be… why- why should it be any different? Til.. til we die We'lllll [getting manic] WE'LL JUST do it lotssss then cuz whoo.. who cares !!

つ：oh in his miasma. staring. breathing shallow uh. uh huh.

あ：Who cares… who cares!! It's just us… hhahaha-!! ah…

つ：hehehe.hahahhehehaha.

あ：but it's always just us… isn't it?

つ：mhm.........

あ：mm…. [rubs face on face]

つ：!!!!! RUBS FURIOUSLY

あ：ohmmm my amane brain. im inventing the thought of kissing its happening what are we doingggggg [tongue lolling] its almost funny we havent gotten here but if i have your undying loyalty. idk lets fuck around

つ：its always funny how its not a thought between them it has to be like, amane thinking like….. ah. i always feel like… it's amane…. pitying tsukasa…. in a way… in the way he pities yashiro for clearly being into him…. the feeling of ahh… poor little thing…. really likes me, huh? hmm..

あ：ah, if the only way you're going to experience anything is through me… I grant you a little somwthing

つ：the easiest way to crack into it isn't as an earnest confrontation of his own love, but pitying tsukasa for being. madly in love with him it would seem

I like the thoguht of it being like a little pin drop for Amane… like ah Tsukasa… is a little weird about me.

あ：i think he's sick

[suddenly entering a 1000 yard stare state as i think harder about kiss] … ah, but I do like it being out of some sense of pity, ohhhh pity for your circumstance… In the middle of nuzzling their faces together, it occurs to him suddenly, the impulse. A real spur of the moment thing, where Amane holds Tsukasa's face and tilts it, firmly, aligns their moves. Soft press for a second, while Amane peacefully lids his eyes shut, then swipes his tongue out, over Tsukasa's mouth. Kisssss with tongue… that real stuff, like teens do. Won't be satisfied until it feels properly 'adult', tongue meets tongue. Though it doesn't end up lasting very long (still childish in this way) — it's exciting nonetheless… makes it feel like there are sparks in Amane's throat, very low in it. Crackly. Exhales heavily into Tsukasa's face.

"A little something. Siiiince, you won't be kissing anyone else, either." laughs. evilly. "I don't want my little brother to die a kissless virgin though." [you have my pity voice]

i am, throwing you a bone.

つ：stares with tongue barely poking out. aohhh ppooor tsukasa…. little brain obliterated

you're talking to him from the other end of a wide expansive gymnasium. its like that hannibal scene though where theres two hannibals and one is right next to his ear. saying the words.

kiss. kissing….. mouth to mouth. he kiss me…. kissing? kissing…. a kiss. amane… kiss me? does not say anything but starts wide-eyed leaning closer to amane again….. o 3o

あ：………………….. [looks at you.] [but like lol. yeah let's do it] [like the kombucha girl like AHAH.]

つ：oh sure. so pitiable…. are you so eager for it… lol

あ：in amane's perspective, he is giving you an extra 5 kibbles. cuz he feels so sorry for you.

つ：just a little something for my hungry pet

あ：leans in

つ：makesa tiny noise ah

あ：Wow. it is like kissing a virgin tho licks

つ：VIBRATES LIKE CHIHUAHUA

あ：it must feel so strange right. like tsukasa is usually the one whomst licks. for tsukasa it's like mgahhh lick ME? but this is a context where amane is like. oh i know people use that thang. tongue.

つ：HE LICK MEEEE!!! drool on. me i want to have amane's drool in me

あ：desire unlocked

つ：more. substances this time i wil focus on the taste of it very very very hard

あ：moar… it is of course, not fair if amane walks out of this fine, so he should have to deal with being miserably horny about kiss. even if its delayed. like you walk yourself this far out of a sense of, i'm pitying my poor lil brother lol. but it is you who is lying in the middle of the night on your futon like . wish i was making out rn [arrested by it]

つ：I would like him to suffer despite it all. Eventually should roll over in the night get on top of Tsukasa to kiss him in a wild impulse. Had a boner for so long its painful. But fsr instead of protocol drag tsukasa to cock the makeout urge manifests. but then you're on top of tsukasa who is groggily startled and gasping confused for hair and. you realize. through the force of your hips moving on their own while these responses arouse you. that you can. make out and hump at the same time

あ：it doesn't have to stop…. [math equations flying aruond] Actually everything at once

つ：eventually going to crawl over tsukasa's head to put dick in mouth its going to be everything all at once like ughruhgjgh ouhhg wait waaait wait mm wait i canmm

あ：yes chasing it like…. AND, I WANT -- THIS its like unlocking a skill tree i can think of.. POSES Ah the intensity of like. cocksuck while straddling face though. hueee….

つ：getting all the way to humping down into face. its gotten as bad as it can get for Amane

あ：ooo eee ooo. In a way this is actually the worst timeline zim voice worse…….. or better

(~link to PART 2 down here for convenience~)

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↣ pairing: jongho x fem!reader ↣ genre: fluff, smut ↣ wc: 2.0k ↣ for @ppersonna: “HELLO MY BESTIE RATTY PLS JONGHO WITH 25 - Being somewhere you’re not supposed to be 34 - “It’s 2am. Go back to sleep.” ↣ warnings: language, oral sex: f

In your defense, Jongho is both a maniac and insatiable. What started as a lovely movie night between the two of you, with his roommate Yeosang curled up in the armchair by the couch, has quickly devolved into leagues of stress for you and endless amusement for Jongho. Yeosang is (thankfully) off in dreamland and fast asleep despite the movie still going in the background, although that does nothing to quell your current nerves as Jongho’s hand is moving further up by the minute.

It started at your kneecap, two fingers tracing mindless patterns into your skin under the blanket. Then he slipped to the inside of your knee and clutched tight at your flesh before pulling up the inside of your thigh.

Now, he has a hand basically over your crotch, close enough to make you sweat but far enough away to have you refraining from squeezing your thighs shut over his fingers.

And being a cocky little shit, of course Jongho knows exactly what he’s doing to you — if the smirk curling over his lips is any indication at least. You aren’t about to scar yourself or Yeosang by fooling around on the already stained leather couch in their apartment, as much as you really want to give in to his lingering touches.

You haven’t been paying attention to the movie on the screen for at least an hour, maybe longer than that because you don’t even recall the name of the damn film at this point, and all your focus is honed in on the fingers pressing into your thigh. Jongho won’t stop teasing with his touches either. Every few seconds, he squeezes just enough to startle you into sitting up straight just when you’ve recovered from the last touch. You’re certain he’s trying to seem interested in the movie given the way he keeps making interested noises or scowling at the screen, but then his smirk returns and you know what he’s really up to.

In short, you have had more than enough of his fun and games, growing increasingly frustrated with each passing second. Your body is so pent up and overheated that sweat is pooling at your brow, and that’s what makes you nudge his hand away as a last-ditch effort to save yourself from this teasing hell he’s trapped you in. Yet this isn’t your apartment and you can’t very well escape to his bedroom without looking suspicious to Yeosang. As far as his roommate is concerned, you and Jongho are still just friends, even if there is an ungodly amount of sexual tension lingering between the two of you like this.

Water. Yes, you need water. And where can you get water? The kitchen of course. Perfect plan. You should be safe from Jongho’s antics there, no?

“Feeling alright, Y/n?”

As it turns out, you are very much not safe in the kitchen.

You nearly throw the glass in your hand at Jongho’s head out of sheer shock when he sneaks up on you, creeping into the kitchen behind you like a damn ghost. You manage to hold back from doing that, but a small yelp escapes your lips instead. Jongho laughs at that, continuing to chuckle under his breath even when you try to level him with a sharp glare. He has the audacity to look absolutely delectable at nearly two o’clock in the morning wearing nothing but a stupid black t-shirt and stupid grey sweatpants with his stupid hands shoved deep in the pockets like he wasn’t trying to practically finger you on the couch moments ago.

“I don’t know, am I?” It made sense in your head, although that might be because of the haze of arousal over your brain because once it actually comes out, you’re wondering why the hell you said that.

“Well, you felt more than alright just a few minutes ago.” He’s smiling again, another lascivious grin that has you sinking your teeth into your lower lip.

“Not here,” you hiss back as a last-ditch effort to talk yourself out of this (again).

“Because Yeosang is in the other room? Come on, Y/n, you know half the fun is in the risk of getting caught.”

A scoff passes through your lips, loud enough to resound through the small kitchen.

“You’re insatiable.”

“And you’re painfully aroused. Are we done stating the obvious?”

Throwing this glass at his head is a lot more tempting now, but that would certainly cause a ruckus and Yeosang would wake up in a heartbeat.

“Only because you were fucking feeling me up on the couch like it’s your goddamn job!”

Jongho crosses the kitchen in three seconds flat, suddenly so close to you that you can’t breathe your own air without feeling the heat of his breath against your lips. You stumble back and hit the edge of the counter behind you. Jongho doesn’t give you a moment to recover, catching your wrists in his grip and pressing them hard against the surface of that same counter.

“Careful there, doll, you wouldn’t want to wake anyone up, would you?”

“No, that’s not what I want,” you exhale. It’s not enough to quell the desire in your gut, especially not when Jongho’s fucking thigh is pressed between your legs and leaving you squirming. He knows how you feel about his thighs thanks to an unfortunate admission on your part one night when you had too much alcohol (and unfortunately Yeosang knows too since he was an unwilling participant in that conversation).

“What do you want then? Although, I’m fairly certain that I know.” Again, Jongho’s gaze flicks down over your body, enough to be obvious about the way he’s checking you out from head to toe, but he returns to staring you in the eye after a second.

“Shut up and eat me out already,” you hiss under your breath. In the same sentence, you free your wrists of his grasp and push down hard on his shoulders. It’s nothing compared to his strength — he’s more than strong enough to resist your futile efforts, but he goes along with it anyway and lets you push him to his knees in front of the counter.

“You’re lucky I never make you beg, baby. If I did, you’d never get to cum.”

Tempting, you think, but right now you aren’t in the mood to be edged or teased anymore. Jongho did his fair share of that for over two hours, so all that is on your mind is a release under his skilled tongue.

“Please, Jongho, I’d like to do this before Yeosang wakes up…”

His hands are already curled around your pajama shorts, taking the soft fabric into his grip and pulling down with no resistance. A sharp inhale follows as the cold air hits your nether regions, and Jongho lifts one of your legs up to his shoulder as he bunches your shorts into the palm of his hand.

“Be glad I didn’t take you on the couch right in front of him then.”

Then Jongho is smiling up at you from between your legs, and you would be lying if you said that isn’t one of the hottest things you’ve ever seen in your life. You brace yourself on the counter, knuckles white from the effort of clinging to the marble, and the man beneath you takes his teasing a step further. Soft lips caress the inside of your knee over the spot he clung to for the better part of an hour, then he follows the same path his hand took as well. He doesn’t stop until his nose is flush with your folds, and even then he exhales against you in a way that has a chill rushing down your spine. Your curl away from the counter, unintentionally pressing your hips closer to his mouth in the same fluid motion. It’s enough to make his nose hit your clit dead-on in a way that has a strangled moan escaping your lips. You fling a hand up to your mouth (too late as it does absolutely nothing to conceal the sound).

“Now it sounds like you’re trying to wake Yeosang up, doll.”

“I’d like to see you stay quiet when I’m sucking you off next time.” You manage to smirk a little, just enough to be playful and throw him off a little. He’s just as quick to retaliate, which is both a good and bad thing for you because his next move is to hoist your other leg onto his shoulder, and it takes every ounce of your willpower not to clamp your thighs around his face. You have to bite the side of your thumb to quell the noises bubbling up your throat; your remark seems to have been enough to spur him fully into action, his tongue brushing between your folds until he reaches your hole with practiced ease. You can’t count on one hand how many times you’ve indulged in this — his tongue pressing at your entrance like he has no other purpose in life, eating you out with more enthusiasm than ever, drawing so many noises out of you that it’s getting difficult to keep quiet.

“Jongho?”

The man between your legs freezes but doesn’t move away from your cunt, staring up at you from between your legs without blinking for so long that you think he’s truly stuck like that. Admittedly, you’re stuck where you are too, both because he’s got your legs around his face and on account of Yeosang’s sudden intrusion on your otherwise intimate moment. Your gaze goes straight to the archway to the kitchen. The kitchen island is tall enough to block the view of your lower half, but if Yeosang steps even one more foot into the room, he will certainly see what Jongho is up to. There’s no telling how long it’ll be before he does enter, and you’re watching with peaked anxiety as Jongho sidles up your body into a standing position again.

His hands find your hips, and next thing you know, he’s moving you around and pushing you until your back hits the kitchen island. It protects you from possible exposure to Yeosang, which proves to be a good move on his part because Yeosang pokes his head in the archway a second later. Jongho moves to the side enough to avoid suspicion but you’re still quite nude from the waist down and screwed if Yeosang decides to come further in.

“Oh, there you two are. The movie’s over?” Yeosang says, easing his weight against the doorframe.

“Yeah, you fell asleep pretty early on honestly. But it’s 2 am. Go back to sleep. We’re just picking up some snacks we pulled out while you were asleep.”

You think that excuse is far too easy to see through, especially if Yeosang decides to even so much as glance around the kitchen to see that you are certainly not doing any cleaning whatsoever. You squeeze your eyes shut. Looking at Yeosang right now would be a mistake and you would probably give away what you and Jongho have been up to in the blink of an eye.

“Yeah, yeah, okay. I’m too sleepy to help you anyway. See you in the morning.” Yeosang stifles a yawn, lifting the back of his hand to his mouth, then lets his arms fall into a stretch. He lingers for only one more second before disappearing from the archway. You exhale the second he disappears, shifting to stare Jongho down as your heart continues to race rampantly in your chest without relent.

“That was a fucking mood killer,” you mutter before crossing your arms over your chest. Jongho huffs out a sigh and puffs his cheeks full of air. He stretches a hand out to touch your bare hip again.

“Let me make it up to you?”

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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 3 years

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BOUND SERIES: PART 1 (THE NEGOTIATION)

Prompt: Y/N decides to look for a Dom to have her first real Submissive experience. She just didn’t expect him to be so breath taking (Yes, it’s a shitty description, but I don’t wanna ruin it! Hahahah)

Word Count: Long-ish

Pairing: Drew McIntyre x Reader

Warnings: + 18, BDSM, cursing(me and my sailor’s mouth) and adult subjects (For now)

Notes: I’ll probably make a little series out of this, so here’s how it all started... Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊) and if you’re comfortable with it,please let me know what you think? Some feedback is always welcomed and appreciated ❤️You can check out my other stories typing ‘masochist writes’ on the search bar on my page and my newest story as a fixed post.Okay,now let’s get to the fun part,shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

Tagging: @blondekel77, @drew-is-boo, @akiko-tanaka, @drewmcintyrekoccsrocbwdgfan, @new-zealand-chic (maybe? sorry babe)

I was sitting in one of the outside tables at a small coffee shop, paitiently waiting for him to show up. He wasn´t late or anything like that, I was the one that arrived earlier, from what I’ve heard he was extremely on point. That's why I wasn't surprised when he turned around the corner at 2:00 p.m. sharp. The friend who've had indicated him to me, did mentioned his incredible size and beauty, but man I still got caught off guard by it.

He's a fucking walking dream. Bulky type, extremely tall, piercing blue grayish eyes, shoulder lenght black hair that was tighly secured in a low ponytail, dark beard, incredibly defined arms and thick strong thighs. He was dressed approprietely, not too fancy but not too sloppy either, simple rolled up sleeves plain black dress shirt, perfectly fitting jeans and some casual discreet boots. He was breath taking! And I wasn't the only one who've noticed his incredible dominieering energy that seems to exudes from his body naturally.

His eyes scanned through the tables 'til his gaze found mine, he confidently approached were I was sitting.

"Y/N I presume?" He has a slight accent, but I can't pick up from where...

It took me a second to recover "Yes, that's me" I give him a shy smile

He smiles widely back at me, letting a beautiful pair of dimples on display "I'm Drew"

"Y/N" I shook the hand he offered me, frowning soon afterwards "But you already know that" I whisper

He chuckled lightly "Can I get you anything from inside?" He points towards the coffee shop

"No, I'm good! But thank you" I raise my latte cup

"Ok then, I'll be right back" He says as he entered to grab himself a drink

My nerves was stariting to get the best out of me, I was sweating profusely, I felt like my hair was a mess, my makeup too minimal, my clothes too simple, I hadn't sprayed enough perfume, was there something on my teeth? Do I smell bad? What if he thinks I'm ugly? Or too fat? Should I try to suck my belly in? Is that gonna work? I could already feel all of those old ghosts from the past calling for me.

"Penny for your thoughts?" He says already sitting in front of me

I startled a little "Oh sorry, I didn't notice you came back"

"Yeah... Is there something bothering ya?" He carefully searchs my face for something...but I'm not sure what...

"Just you know, deep in thoughts" I try to shake it off

"Right.. Are these thoughts any related as to how much you're feeling insecure with your own image because of me?" He asks

*Damn! Why is he so good at this?* I thought

I debated whether or not I should lie to him, but I figured he would find out if I did eventually so I didn't bother

"Kind of, yeah.." I vaguely say

"Why Y/N?"

"Because I mean, look at you! Who wouldn't feel insecure around you? You're a very good looking man and well.."

"And you're a very good looking woman, so what's the matter? There's something else" He starts to search for something again and I can feel his getting close to find it..

I feel like I'm going through a polygraph test and he won't stop until he finds the truth "Daddy issues" I bitterly laugh "For real and not just you know, as a joke" I whisper as I prepare myself for him to walk off at any minute.

After 5 long minutes of silence I raise my head to find him still just sitting there, looking at me.

"Are you not gonna like..leave?" I ask softly

"Why would I?" He asks in a soothing voice

"Because, I'm fucked up?"

"And who isn't?" He lightly chuckles

"I- I'm confused" I whisper

"Look Y/N, I'm a man, a real man not an immature little boy. I'm not going to walk off because a beautiful adult woman has some self esteem issues due some fucked up things an immature little boy self proclaimed man did to her" He didn't even blinked "I'm not here to make you feel bad about yourself, I'm here so you can see your true self darling, not a twisted blurred vision from somebody else" He squeezed my hand

"Would you like to do this another time?" He asks

"No, please I- I would like to do this now if that's ok" It was weird how comfortable he made me feel

"Of course darling, whatever you'd like" He softly brush his fingers on my cheek "Thank you Y/N, for being honest, trusting me and being so up front about something so personal and hurtful" He hold my hand on his own and press a light kiss on my knuckles

He left me so speechless I could only nod in response.

"Where do you want to begin then, love?" He asks

"I've never officially done this before so, I don't kno- Where are you from? I can hear a very light accent, but is so faint I can't pick up where it's from" The curiosity took the best out of me.

He laughs before saying "Scotland, love"

"Oh, cool" Was all I could say

We've talked about everything, cultural differences, work, hobbies, movies, tv series, books, travels, food...it was pretty clear that we matched, which I was glad. My heart skipped in my chest once I heard his next question

"Well, I think we both can agree that there's some chemistry between us, love. So I would love to do a test scene with you so we can see if this chemistry goes beyond the talking. Would you be interest in that?"

"Yeah, of course. I would love that" I smile softly

"Good. Let's negotiate a scene then shall we?" He says mirroring my smile

He unlocks his cellphone and begin to type something on it.

"Alright, let's start with a simple one. Are you into pain?"

"Yes"

"To what level? Light, moderate or hard?"

"Moderate"

"Soft limits?"

"Um... age play, floggers, nipple clamps, temperature play, pet play, orientation play, exhibitionism..I guess that's it"

"Hard limits?"

"Scat play, minors/ children, chemical play, race play, needle play, serious bodily injury, animals and fisting"

"Do you have any medical issues Y/N?"

"No"

"Do you take any type of prescripted medication?"

"Yeah, contraceptive pills"

"Do you have any addictions? Legal or illegal substances"

"I smoke cigarrettes, sporadically"

"What word would you like do use as our safewords?"

"I would like to keep the three basic colors please"

"Ok, and safe signs? For when your mouth is restained"

"I don't know.."

"What do you think about 1,2,3? 1 for green, 2 for yellow and 3 for red?" He asks

"That sounds good"

"What would you like as aftercare?"

"Um..maybe some cuddling? And some candy" I blush and he sweetly smiles

"Are you ok with the following: General bondage, spanking, sex toys, degradation, praise, breath play, trichophilia, edge play, fear play?"

"Yes, I'm ok with all"

"Would you like to have intercourse?"

I froze at that question

"Y/N, I asked if you would be interested in having intercourse?" He says softly

"I didn't knew that was an option" I whispered

"Generally it isn’t, but like I said, you're a very beautiful woman and I would be lying if I said I don't feel attracted to you" His eyes were glued to mine “But that’s up to you, love”

“Yes I would be interested in it” I murmured

He smiles fondly “Is there anything else, besides fisting, you don’t look forward to do during intercourse?”

“Not really..I just have a problem with anal”

“You don’t like it?” He asks

“I don’t mind it actually, is just that, past experiences were not really that pleasant”

“I see..well anal sex can be extremely pleasurable to the woman, but that will depends on who’s performing it. We have to prep you properly before hand, have the right amount of lubrication and patience, love. But we’ll get to that when it’s time, don’t worry. I’ll never do something that we have not fully agreed on with before hand”

I nod.

“Okay, double penetration, how do you feel about it?”

“I’ve never done it, but I would like to try it”

He smirks at me “Alright, love. So, as our test scene I was thinking about setting a time limit, like 30 to 40 minutes to keep the scene short, just to feel our chemistry together”

“I’m good with that” I respond

“What would you look forward to do on that scene?”

“Um...some bondage..degradation maybe? And maybe intercourse too?” I blush

“That sounds like a plan, love” He winks “When would you like to do it?”

“Can we do it now?” I eagerly ask

“I like the way you think Y/N” He smirks as he got up from the chair “C’mon love” He offers me his hand “Let’s tie you up”

I took his hand as we walk down the sideblock. Oh God, what the hell was I doing?...

To Be Continued....

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sombreboy · 4 years

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Love Maze »4

Previous » Next Series Masterlist ▎ 18+ ▎ pairing: Taehyung x Jungkook ▎ genre: School AU, crack humor, smut, angst, ETL, slow burn, fluff. ▎ word count: 9.2k ▎ ch.warnings: cursing, slight angst, homophobic slurs, alcohol consumption, descriptions of throwing up (due to the alcohol), dumb chaotic energy. A/N: A LOT happens in this one hahahah thank you @velvetwicebang for co-writing this with me ilysm and I love this rp, you’re so talented I will never stop saying this. Also amazing header made by lovely lovely mentioned.

The next day Jungkook was feeling tired, but he was adamant to go back to his usual routines. He was gonna dive back into being Jeon Jungkook, the golden boy that puts his everything into class and practice. First thing in the morning, he sat down in the classroom, when a new face was introduced to the crowd. He stood tall in front of everyone, a pearly white smile on his face as he introduced himself after the teacher gathered everyone's attention, "Hello. My name is Ash, thank you for having me." His introduction was brief, but he still seemed to charm the crowd. He was indeed good looking...Tall, even taller than Jungkook, well built, he must be an athlete, a strong jawline. His hair was dyed in a lighter brown, wavy subtle curls that were a little too long, dangling over his strongly defined, brown eyes. It wasnt surprising that he already swooped the females off their feet. However, his eyes had landed on Jungkook, who seemed to be completely focused on the papers in front of him.

As class resumed to normal, Ash had invited himself to take the empty seat next to the doe eyed boy, leaning in with a small smile, "Hey, what's your name?"

Jungkook glanced up from his books, his eyes taking a quick glance to trace the features of the new face, "Jungkook."

Ash hummed with a nod, "Im Ash. You know, I'm kind of behind on this, being new and all, care to catch me up?" In reality, he wasn't that much behind. He was just curious about the younger guy.

Jungkook didn't see why not, sliding his book over to share his notes, "Sure." Ash gave him a small smile, and it was cute. Maybe this day wasnt completely terrible. It did distract him from the continuous loop of Taehyung in his mind.

Taehyung bet right, today sucked. Before he came across Jungkook and his new friend in the hallway, Tae had been casually taking a stroll with Hoseok during their break, half-assedly listening to the elder rant about his problems. “The thing is, she didn’t even kiss me back! She said my lips were too chapped— which, no the hell they aren’t. You think a thirty dollar chapstick would do that?!” Taehyung shook his head, knowing Hobi was expecting him to agree. “No, hyung. Your lips are fine. They’re.. the opposite of chapped..?” He glued on a strained smile, the obnoxious grin immediately dropping to the ground the moment Hoseok looked away, looking pleased with Taehyung’s answer, “Tae, you’re such a mood maker!” The said boy’s face stayed as emotionless as always, sharp eyes glaring ahead of him. “Thanks.” Fuck, he caught himself thinking about Jungkook. Again. The pair made a few more laps around the hallways, the elder doing most of the talking. However, when they turned at a corner, Hoseok’s voice increased in volume. “Kook!” His big smile was put on display, meeting Jungkook halfway. Before Tae was given the opportunity to fully register what was going on, his eyes narrowed at the unfamiliar member in the group. Was he new? He’s never seen him before. “Name’s Ash,” The unfamiliar male extended out his arm, introducing himself with a blinding smile on his face. “Yo, I’m Hoseok! Nice to meet you.” Hobi gladly took Ash’s hand in his, giving it a firm shake. Meanwhile, Taehyung stayed still, taking a couple of peeks at Jungkook without trying to make it too obvious. He had no intentions of getting to know the new kid, but the new kid was set on getting to know him. He extended out his hand once again, “I’m Ash.” “Huh?” Taehyung couldn’t care less, visibly uninterested. With a breathy chuckle, Ash opted for repeating himself, “Ash. Need me to spell it out for you?” Tae’s facial expression hardened, “No. I got it.” The corner of his lip twitched. The fuck kinda name was that.. Ash. It sounded like it belonged in the Warrior Cats books, “I’m Taehyung.”

“Nice to meet you, Taehyung.“ Ash flashed another smile as he withdrew his hand to settle it on his hip. He stood awfully close to Jungkook, their shoulders practically touching. Unless you had a sharp eye, you wouldn’t notice it within the group. “Well, nice to meet you guys.” Ash paused to look at Jungkook, “Kookie, it’s lunch time, no? Let’s head to the dining hall. You guys wanna tag along?”

Jungkooks eyes kept landing on Taehyung, remaining silent throughout the interactions. When his name was called, he nodded, but he didn’t expect Ash to invite the others. He held his breath, trying so hard not to care about whether or not Taehyung would accept this invitation. He still felt awkward. ~ What was it with the new kid and the constant smiling? It didn’t seem like a genuine one, either. Compared to Hoseok’s smile, Ash’s seemed more cocky and.. conceited.

Tae couldn’t exactly pinpoint to what it was, but there was something off about the guy. At least in his eyes. ..Maybe it was the way Ash was standing so close to Jungkook, the word ‘personal space’ a foreign concept to the both of them. No, that couldn’t be it. Taehyung didn’t care. He spoke too soon, his head snapping towards Jungkook’s direction for what it seemed like the hundredth time that day. ‘Kookie’? They were already on a nickname basis? How much did they know each other, surely they’d just met? “Yeah. Sure.” Mumbling under his breath, Taehyung looked over at Hobi, “We should be the ones asking him..” Nevertheless, they walked towards the dining hall and Hoseok invited Ash to sit with their group of friends. Taehyung sat himself across from Jungkook, watching Ash take a seat next to the younger as he flashed that same, stupid smile of his. Tae wanted to gag. “Hey, Ash.” Namjoon spoke up, picking up some of his food before popping it in his mouth. “What made you move here? If you don’t mind me asking.”

Ash took a bite off his food, his eyes landing on Namjoon at the question, “Parents moved here for work, and I kind of had to just deal with it. You know?” He chuckled a breath through his nose, “I don’t mind though, my last school was pretty lame. So far I like it here, much better.” His hand subtly snaked underneath the table to land on Jungkooks knee, to make it a point with his words. Jungkook visibly tensed up, not used to the casual physical contact, towards him in this manner. Especially not by a guy, nor in public. He kind of liked it.. Kook gave him a small smile while chewing his mouthful of food, quiet but content. He almost forgot about how Taehyung would feel about this. And even if he did wonder, Tae said so himself, they weren’t dating. So it probably didn’t matter to him. Ash, however, was almost too aware of the way Taehyung kept looking at Jungkook when he wasn’t paying attention, and it both intrigued and annoyed him. Ash wanted Jungkook, and he was doing well so far.

“Im curious, what sport teams are there in this school? I’m considering joining one of them,” Ash changed the topic, aiming the question to the group in general. His eyes looked over the table, his hand gently rubbing circles on jungkooks knee, whom didn’t withdraw from his touch.. it was quite nice after all.

“Well, there is the soccer team, swim..” Namjoon’s words flew over Taehyung’s head, who was now poking at his food to keep himself entertained. He tried to not look at Jungkook all that much, he really did, eyes glued on the way his meal was mostly untouched. But, Taehyung felt like some words were left unsaid, he just couldn’t quite make out what they were. Suddenly, going back to ‘normal’ wasn’t as easy as he’d previously imagined it to be. When everything was ‘normal’, the taste of Jungkook’s lips was unknown, how the younger wrapped around him was unspecified, sleeping next to him was unheard of. Now, Tae was accustomed to different things. He fucking hated himself for it. “..Football in the fall, and lastly, basketball. Which, is the best sport in my opinion.” Namjoon’s cheeky smirk widened even further when Jin caught him, “Of course you think that. Joon’s the Captain.” Namjoon sat up a little straighter, proceeding to eat his food. “Why? You thinking of joining?” A smile tugged at Ash’s lips, “Maybe.” He looked over at Jungkook, reassuringly squeezing his knee, “I don’t wanna scare my parents by being gay and not trying out for an extracurricular activity. They already think I’m some sort of outcast.” Ash joked, knowing his parents were supportive of his sexuality. Everyone in the table had stopped moving mid-chew; Taehyung had nearly spilled out his invisible drink, “Wait, you’re gay?” “Taehyung!” Jimin slapped the back of the boy’s head, looking over at Ash with an apologetic expression on behalf of Tae. “That’s—That’s great! It’s a hard thing to come to terms with, you’re very brave.” Namjoon quickly stepped in, glaring at Taehyung.

Jungkook tensed underneath Ash's touch for a moment, ceasing his chewing. Suddenly the hand on his leg felt entirely different. But... it wasn't bad. Was he showing some kind of interest? How, what....He's never had this happen to him before, not like this.

''It's fine, don't worry about it,'' Ash gives Taehyung a quick smirk before giving his attention back to Namjoon, ''So, basketball, huh? Maybe I'll check that one out... Is everyone here part of the team?''

Jungkook nodded, for the first time participating in the conversation, causing all heads to turn even if it was just a simple word, ''Yeah.''

''You're in the team too?'' Ash turns to look at the younger, squeezing his knee a little harder, ''Then I'll have to join.''

Jungkook couldn't help but blush at the blunt statement, looking down at his food. He really wasn't used to this open flirting from a guy, or anyone really.

To everyone else at the table, Jungkook’s blooming blush was a first.. The rest of the boys exchanged secret glances between one another, eyebrows knitted together whilst some wore a cheeky grin on their face. Who would’ve thought that the new kid’s words had such an impact on their Golden Boy? Of course, Taehyung wasn’t part of that bunch. Unlike his hyungs, not a single ounce of amusement lingered in his features. With a scowl on his face, Tae abruptly sat up from his spot, his tray of food at hand, “Right, you’re gonna regret having that as your main reason to join.” He scoffed, looking at Ash before switching his gaze over to Kook, smirking, “Jungkook can get annoying as hell, and fast.” Taehyung forced out a snicker, not bothering to hear what Warrior Cat boy— or anyone else— had to say before throwing his bag over his shoulder, putting a hand up in the air as a farewell and walking away. “What the hell’s his problem..?” Ash wore a barely visible pout, eyes darkening at the thought of Taehyung. “I ask myself that everyday.” Jin sighed out loud, to which everyone else agreed.

Jungkook shrunk in his seat at his words. Did Tae really mean that? Fuck, it shouldn't have hurt as much as it did.. If Taehyung really thought that he was so annoying, somehow, it made it easier for Jungkook to shift his sadness over to anger. He didn’t need Taehyung-- because Taehyung didn’t need him.

Ash moved his hand to rub Jungkooks shoulder, his eyes still trailing after Tae until hes out of sight. He wasnt sure what was up between these two, nor what had happened to make Taehyung say such a thing. But one thing he was certain of, and that was; he didnt give a fuck. Jungkook was gonna be his.

"I'll think about joining the team, then" Ash chimed with a smile, infectious to the rest of the group as they seem just as thrilled about it. They surely could use another player, and judging Ash by his physique, he'd be a useful addition.

Jungkook grabbed his tray as he got off his seat, "Class soon, I'll see you guys." Kook paused, his eyes moving to meet with Ash's, "You coming?"

"Of course, Kookie." Ash winked at him, earning another flustered look from the younger. He turned to the rest of the group and bowed his head, his eyes lastly landing on namjoon, "Nice meeting you guys, I'll make sure to check out the team in action soon." He drew a wide, dimpled smile from namjoon before putting his arm around Jungkook, leading him out of the dining hall.

"So...." Yoongi spoke, turning the attention towards him, "Ash and Jungkook?" He shrugged, continuing to eat his food, while the rest of the group shared glances and smiles. Were their golden boy into guys?

Namjoon clasped his hands, jaw jutted in thought. This seems to be a lot more complicated than he thought.

“Kookie?” Ash dropped his hand on Jungkook’s toned thigh to get his attention, merely resting it there. Setting his pencil on the table, he solely focused on Kook’s face instead of the loose piece of notebook paper that was scribbled over with mathematical equations, “That.. Taehyung guy..” Ash knew it was stupid to worry; Taehyung had nothing on him in terms of physical appearance and, now— after getting to hear him talk during lunch— personality. But despite all of that, he couldn’t help but wonder.. “Are you guys close?” His thumb now brushed over the fabric of Jungkook’s jeans, tongue swiping over his lips, “I mean.. he’s a complete asshole.” Ash said with a shrug of his shoulders, already not too keen of Kim.

There it was again, the hand on his leg. The casual, yet intimate touch from this man had become very frequent in an extremely short amount of time. And Jungkook decided he’d let it happen, he liked it. Why wouldn’t he? Ash was strikingly good looking, blessed with a face that had anyone turning their head as he walked by. And he seemed to give a fuck about him. Not to mention the nickname that already had him feeling certain things, “Close? No,” Jungkook shrugged, there was no way he would mention their short lived friends with benefits ‘romance.’, if one could even call it that, “He is a total ass.” Jungkook agreed, but a part of him protested.

Even if he was a total douchebag, there were moments of privacy where he was anything but that. But he would never see that part again, they both made that clear.

“Yeah? Oh, what a relief.” Ash smiled, inching his hand up Kook’s thigh, painfully slow, leaning in to whisper into his ear, “I almost got worried that I’d have to feel jealous.” This small gesture had JK melting, weak underneath the bigger mans touch. But this wasn’t the time. “N-no... don’t worry..hm.. I-I have to finish this..” Jk weakly breathes out, drawing a wider smirk from Ash. “Okay, okay... how about this... dinner tonight? I’m really, really dying to know you better.”

Jungkooks doe eyes were wide as they flickered up to the larger male. Did he just ask him out? In the middle of class? Anyone could hear. And they did. Subtle whispers were heard, trying to discretely observe the interaction between the two men.

After a long minute, Jungkook finally responded, “Okay.”

Word around the school spread like wildfire, and everyone’s interest seemed to be on the mysterious newcomer and his choice of date: Jeon Jungkook.

‘Ash asked him out? Is Jungkook even gay?’

‘They literally just met. How did Jungkook manage to get a man faster than I could in eighteen years?’

‘No one knows for sure.. but if it’s true, they’ll be so cute together!’

Taehyung’s ears were ringing. He just wanted to take a shit in peace, was that too much to ask? For the group of boys chatting outside of the stall, apparently so. “You heard all of the stuff going around ‘bout Ash?” All of the sudden Tae’s ears perked up at the question, forgetting about what he came to do here in the first place. Now this seemed worth his while.. ‘Not even a full day in and he’s already made a name for himself? Unbelievable,’ Taehyung mused, the urge to roll his eyes too overpowering. “The new kid? No, what happened?” A mocking snicker followed suit, “Apparently he likes sticking it up the ass or some shit.” Taehyung’s shoulders sagged down in disappointment; he was anticipating something he didn’t already know. “What, like anal?”

“No, I mean he’s a f*g, dumbass.”

An obnoxious gagging sound echoed throughout the room, followed by a series of laughter. “And you wanna know something else?” Tae’s jaw locked in place; they needed to shut their mouths before he knocked out a couple of teeth. Aside from the obvious, he went to the bathroom in hopes of catching a break from.. everything. Taehyung didn’t want to hear about Ash, of all people.

“He asked Jungkook out.” He froze in his spot, feeling his heart sink to the pit of his stomach. What..? The boy’s lips barely went agape, hands subconsciously balling up into fists as he forced himself to listen further, praying that he heard wrong. “Jeon Jungkook? Damn, didn’t take him as a fairy.” But something from inside Tae told him that it was the twisted reality. “You know, now that I think about it.. he always did kinda come across as a f*ggot. He seemed chill, it’s a shame.” Although the day was close to being halfway over, for Taehyung, this was the beginning of a horrible day.

As Jungkook was walking with Ash towards the basketball practice, which was JK’s last stop for the day, something felt different. The atmosphere in the hallway seemed more quiet then usual, and when he decided to actually take a look around, he didn’t fail to notice everyone’s eyes following him and the ‘new guy’, followed with whispers and subtly pointed fingers. Some seemed to be happy, some straight up disgusted.

What is going on?

“Hey Kook.” Ash brought him back down to earth, a reassuring smile on his face.

“Why is everyone staring at us?” Kook asked.

Ash knew exactly why, and he fucking loved the attention. This is exactly what he wanted. He deliberately asked him out during class, knowing the word would quickly spread around the school, and in the end, reach Taehyung’s ears. “Well, you did say yes to dating me. People just... react to that.” Jungkook hummed at Ash’s words, feeling anxious. Did he accidentally come out? Or... was this supposed to happen? “We aren’t dating yet.” Jungkook replied with a bratty grin, his nose scrunching as he gazes up at the man. To anyone looking, they might as well be dating already, with the way Jungkook smiles at him. Kook rarely smiled like that. Ash put his arm around Jungkooks shoulder with a playful chuckle leaving his lips, this little man was so fucking adorable, “Not yet, but after tonight, that’s gonna change.”

Ash had decided that he wanted to check out the basketball practice in action, letting Jungkook head downstairs towards the locker room by himself as he himself would head to the practice hall to find Namjoon, “Hey, Namjoon!”

“Hey, Ash, you’re here! You’re joining?” Namjoon smiled, happy to see him here. But a part of him knows that if he joins, he surely hoped it wouldn’t cause more drama between the men. But, knowing exactly about the rumors of today, it was bound to happen. “Yeah, maybe, I came to watch.” Ash gazes around the practice hall. “Well, have a seat, we’re just waiting for the guys to get changed and then we’ll begin.”

On the outside, Taehyung fooled his peers by seeming relatively calm. He wore his hood up, a few strands of black hair draping over his eyes as his arms were found crossed over his chest, gaze somewhat.. lifeless? That’s how the latter looked like everyday— especially during Chemistry— so, no one dared to question it. However, in the space where his inner thoughts hid.. ‘What does Jungkook even like about that guy? Who deliberately goes for someone named Ash--‘ It was a mixture of pure chaos and confusion all in one. Confusion because, why does he care? Why was this fucking so bad with his head when all he’s ever done was treat Jungkook like shit? This.. this wasn’t normal, and Tae was aware of that. He wasn’t normal. All of these new feelings; Taehyung wanted to get rid of them, but he was afraid the pile was only growing larger in size.

Not overly enthusiastic about going to practice today, Taehyung still dragged his feet down the stairs. If he were to skip when all of the rumors were floating around, Namjoon would’ve pounced on the chance to call him out for it. If Tae wasn’t in the mood to deal with the elder before, he surely wasn’t going to be now. “Tae, it took you long enough!” Hoseok placed a hand on the boy’s back, excitedly leading him to their group of friends. “Jungkookie, are you positive you want to go on a date so soon? You just met Ash, get to know him a little more.” Jimin suggested, getting cut off by Yoongi, “So, you like boys?” He was still having a hard time processing the new information. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, Yoongi always seemed to be lost. Taehyung, on the other hand, wished he would’ve turned back around before walking in to Ash’s name getting dropped in the conversation. He was getting fucking tired of it, and it showed by the way he kept his distance from the others.

''Ah, well, isn't that what a date is for?'' Jungkook answered Jimin's question with a question of his own.

Jimin hummed, rubbing his chin in thought, ''You're not wrong. But are you sure you want to?''

Yoongi still looked like a lost child, squinting at Jungkook, ''Boys...''

Jungkook didn't want to feel like he had to hide this, so he just lets out a quiet sigh after slipping on his basketball sneakers,

''Yeah, I like boys.'' He took notice of Taehyung standing a little further away from the group, and he couldn't help but steal glances over towards him. He must think Kook is disgusting, knowing now that he likes boys, and making it so obvious that he liked him. But that was in the past, he's going out with Ash tonight, and he actually seemed to like him. He was lying if he said he wasn't a little giddy about it.

Jimin hugged Kook, a little out of nowhere, causing him to yelp in surprise, ''We will support you whether you like boys or girls, Jungkookie! We're so proud!'' ''Ash better treat you right.'' Yoongi grumbled like an old person before starting to head up with the rest of the group, one by one disappearing towards the stairs. Jungkook walked behind them, passing Taehyung on the way. With the locker room hallway being rather tight with the group walking together, Jungkook's arm brushed against Taehyung, his mild scent of laundry detergent reaching the elders nose.

Everything seemed to be unraveling far too quickly, and like a robot obtaining a new piece of information; Taehyung had trouble keeping up. Based off of what he overheard in the locker room, Jungkook definetely likes boys. The younger had to repeat himself to Yoongi so many times, Taehyung was sure it was permanently inked in his own brain by now. He couldn’t help but wonder, was Jungkook fond of him during the short amount of time they spent together? Did the latter’s heart feel like it could out win any olympic runner by how fast it pounded when he kissed him..? The string of never ending questions had Taehyung hooked on to the way Jungkook’s arm subtly brushed against him, that familiar fragrance drawing him in like no other. “Taehyung, snap out of it.” Namjoon clapped his hands, sighing out loud when he saw Taehyung’s undivided attention was on anything else but practice. “Uh, yeah.” He quickly did as he was told, running a hand through his messy hair before setting his worries aside. For this short droplet of time, it felt good to let loose. Taehyung felt like he needed to sweat it all out in order to feel more light, less clamped down to the ground. Practice went as usual in terms of Taehyung scoring a lot of points, but everything else after that felt out of place. What caught Tae by surprise was, a small part of him missed the constant bickering, the cursing back and forth, the yelling.. It was trippy as hell, but he did. “Shit..” Taehyung groaned to himself, blindly reaching for his bottled water when he realized he didn’t bring one. “I’ll be back.” He muttered, making his way over to the water fountain around the corner. Taehyung was wiping the sweat from off his face when he bumped into someone. Or rather, his front bumped into someone’s behind as they were leaning over for a drink of water, “Sorry— Jungkook?” His eyes grew wide, suddenly becoming even more embarrassed by who it was.

Jungkook quickly stood up straight with a small yelp, the always so easily startled younger man, when he felt someone bump against his behind, abruptly turning his head to see who it was, and he coughed as he almost choked on the water in his throat, hitting his chest to get it down, ''Ah, Taehyung.''

Jungkook had forgotten his waterbottle as well, and needed that moment to himself to just think. He was in the limbo of getting over Tae, and getting into Ash, whom was sending him signals left and right, and now they had a date tonight.

The younger backed off a few steps to grant Taehyung access to the waterfountain, wiping his wet lips with the back of his hand. Why wouldn’t he just leave? There was no reason to stay around when Taehyung was here. But for some reason, he felt like he wanted to, for just one moment, let his eyes rest on the elders features a little longer.

Like old gum on the school ground, Taehyung stuck to his spot like an absolute idiot, trying his hardest to lie and not seem fazed by Jungkook’s presence. With another anxious look thrown in the younger’s direction, Tae managed to swallow down the obvious lump in his throat before leaning down for a needed drink, hands placed on either side of the water fountain as his Adam’s apple danced after every gulp. Suddenly he was more thirsty than ever, his mouth having gone dry when he bumped into Kook unexpectedly. After refreshing himself with enough water, Taehyung licked over his lips, pushing his fringe from out of his eyes, “What?” Jungkook was just.. standing there.

Jungkook stared at him, feeling just as dumb himself. Taehyungs voice brings him back to the reality of the situation,

“Uh...” he sounded just as dumb as he felt, the flight instincts in him kicking in. His feet suddenly move on their own, trying to get out of there to head back to the locker room, but his clumsy ass just had to slip on the water puddle by the fountain, falling backwards right next to Taehyungs form.

This was it. He was gonna get a fucking concussion on top of everything, wasn’t he? As if time moved in slow motion, he closed his eyes, bracing himself for the impact.

When Jungkook turned his back to him, Taehyung felt like he could finally relax. Jaw nowhere near as clenched, and posture no longer mirroring a wooden board. That feeling only lasted for a second, however, before he heard the loud squeak of the younger’s shoe on the ground. “What the—“ Before he was given the chance to see what happened for himself, Jungkook’s body was plummeting down towards him. Instinctively, Taehyung reached his arms out, looping them around from underneath Kook’s armpits to hold him up against his chest, “Dumbass!” Tae cursed out loud, questioning why he felt so relieved. It wasn’t like he cared if Kook were to fall and break his head open.. Taehyung swiftly turned Jungkook around by his hips, meeting his eye. “Don’t you ever watch where you’re going?” He scolded, leaving barely any room between the two. Suddenly, fresh memories from before came rushing back to him.

Jungkook stared up at the taller man with his big eyes, flinching slightly at his scolding. For some reason... for some damned reason, Jungkook couldn’t help but feel happy about it. This was the Taehyung he’d always been around, the scolding, cursing guy that always made sure to point out Jungkooks flaws. This time, it didn’t even make him mad.

However, just as quickly as he was caught, his realization of their close proximity hit him. The familiar strong arms holding him close felt too familiar, his face so close but so far away. If only he would lean in just a bit... No, what is he thinking? Taehyung does. Not. Like. Him. And he, he has ash now. “Thanks, eh...” as if the cat got his tongue, he withdrew himself from Taehyungs hands, internally scolding himself for missing them, and turns on his heels to stride back to the locker room. It’s as if god wanted to punish him, his cheeks flushing red as soon as he’d turned away from the elder.

Taehyung’s arms dropped down to his sides, no trace of emotion swirling within his piercing eyes as they shamelessly followed behind Jungkook, almost in a trance-like state until the latter was out of sight. Fuck. He was losing it, wasn’t he? I mean, he had to be a lunatic if subconsciously, a deeper part of him, found himself aching to feel Jungkook. Hands longing to touch him.. to tease him. Sexually, or platonically. Taehyung was even more confused than before. ‘Platonically’? Who the hell was he..? No. He was just envisioning things without thinking. By this point, it wasn’t anything new.

“Kookie!” Ash excitedly hopped down from the bleachers, meeting Jungkook in the gym after he was back from changing. He didn’t shy away from wrapping his arm around Kook’s waist, ignoring the not-so-subtle looks from the other players, “You were so good out there! I have to admit.. I wasn’t expecting all that much.” Ash playfully smirked, drawing Jungkook even closer to his warmth, “Anyways, are you excited for our date?” The taller man wiggled his brows, biting down on his lip, “I reserved us a spot at seven. And before you ask where it is, it’s a surprise.”

Jungkook had found himself in the same trance-like state the entire time he was changing, but quickly got distracted when he felt Ash's hands wrap around his waist, his firm body feeling really good against his. It wasn't the same as Taehyung's, but, that was kind of the point. ''I'm curious now, I don't do well with surprises..'' Jungkook craned his neck to look up at the taller man, he felt so small with him. it was nice, to feel this kind of affection from someone who wasn't scared of showing it. However, it didn't stop his face from feeling hot at the lingering eyes that flickered between the two of them.

''Too bad,'' Ash snickered, one hand reaching up to brush stray hairs away from Kook's eyes, his dark stare drinking in the youngers beautiful features, ''Because I still won't tell you. Oh, practice is over now, right?''

Jungkook nodded, ''Yeah, we're done for the day.''

Ash shifted his hold so that they stood next to eachother, his arm wrapped around Jungkook's waist to drag him along to leave, ''Let's go, then.''

The tall man looked over his shoulder on the way out, waving goodbye to the team, a knowing smile on his face at the way they all stared them down, ''I'll see you guys next time.''

He really didn't care too much about basketball, but it would give him more time with the younger, and that, he did want a lot more of. He had to keep an eye on him, especially around that Taehyung guy. Something was up with that, but he couldnt quite place it.

“Taehyung, I better see your ass at that party. Plus, there’ll be a lot of foreign chicks there; I know how much of a sucker you are for blondes.” His friend, Haechan, teasingly nudged Tae with his shoulder, trying to get him to change his mind. The boy looked miserable as fuck, and since Taehyung wouldn’t tell him what was going on, Haechan hoped a little bit of alcohol would loosen up those tightly sealed lips. “Fine.” He gave in with a defeated sigh, mustering up his first word in a while. Strolling out of the door with Chan at his side, Taehyung grimaced when he listened to him cheer excitedly and without a restraint, shake him by his shoulders like a madman. “We’re gonna get so fucked up tonight! Dude, you need it.” The elder didn’t doubt the last part was true, hence why he agreed to going in the first place. Maybe after he downed a couple of shots and fucked the first girl he laid his eyes on, all of this would get pushed to the back of the burner. Taehyung knew he was trying to drink less, but for this party, he made an exception. So what if he didn’t do good with alcohol? So what if it fucked him up so much to the point where he didn’t remember his own name? Honestly, that’s what Taehyung needed the most.

As the evening finally came, Jungkook jumped when he heard the firm knock on his door. Ash was here!

The younger took a second, even a third look at himself in the mirror, moving his hair out of his eyes to no avail, as the dark locks kept falling back into where they just wanted to stay. He sighed, straightening out the fabric of his shirt. Ash had said to keep it comfortable, so he did, dressed up in ripped blue slim-fit jeans with a black v-neck long sleeve. It was cute, he looked good. He felt good. His legs were muscular, and they looked fucking great in those jeans. He took a deep breath before turning the doorknob, opening it to be greeted by Ash's handsome smile. He was beaming, drawing the air out of Kook's lungs like punch in the gut. ''Hey Kookie.'' Ash's eyes drank in the shorter's outfit, he subtly licked his lips, ''You look so good! How about me?'' he winked, giving a little twirl before smiling widely. Jungkook nodded agreeingly while stepping outside, closing the door behind him, ''You look good too..'' He smiled, a little embarrassed. Ash couldn't stop thinknig about how fucking/cute/kook is when he is flustered, which was very easily done.

Ash wrapped his arm around Jungkook's, pulling him with him to his car. It was a nice car, it looked expensive. Probably paid for by his parents, and judging by his outfit, his parents were fairly well off.

A couple of hours after the darkness had casted a shadow in the sky, Taehyung attempted to parallel park a few streets down from where the party was at, trying to not damage his car in the process. It was already missing a wing mirror, for fucks sake— which he still hasn’t gotten fixed. Taking a second to close his eyes, Taehyung exhaled, his grip on the steering wheel unfastening. The goal for tonight was to let loose, not pick at the little inconveniences that would only stress him out even more. After he managed to do a decent job with his parking-- actually, it sucked. He was horrible at parallel parking, but everywhere else seemed to be occupied. Taehyung allowed the muffled bass of the music to lead him to his destination, able to subtly make out the lyrics of the song from where he was. Why haven’t the cops been called yet..? From the looks of this neighborhood; everyone seemed to either be on their private jet to Rome, or were too high and mighty to care. Which, Taehyung definitely didn’t mind. This way, he was sure nothing was going to stop him from having a good time. “Taehyung! Dude, you made it.” Haechan immediately wrapped his free arm around Tae’s shoulders, the other hand busy holding a red cup.. and a girl. “Meet Mila, I have no fucking clue what she’s saying. But hey, she’s hot.” He laughed, tilting the cup up to his lips. Taehyung only chuckled, slipping from under Haechan’s hold. He stole a glance at Mila, noticing how her vibrant, blue eyes were already set on him. Taehyung’s tongue poked at the side of his cheek, hungrily scanning over her body in the most discreet way possible. She was gorgeous, no doubt.

Ash parked his way-too-fancy-for-his-age car by this restaurant that Jungkook's never been to before, and honstly, he doesn't recall ever seeing it around. Probably because it was large, and it looked pretty expensive, ''I thought you said we weren't supposed to dress up..'' Kook murmured, feeling way too underdressed now. ''I am comfy too, don't worry about it. I just wanted to treat you to something nice! Besides, this is only the first part of our date.'' Ash winked before getting out of the car, circling around to open the door for kook, reaching his hand out like a true gentleman. Jungkook blushed again, taking his large hand to be pulled up, feeling the way ash wraps his arm around his waist once more, walking him into the nice restaurant. They were greeted by the nice staff, they seemed to be able to tell that Ash was of higher class in some way, and he shot them a dazzling smile before giving his name for the reservation. Quickly, they were seated by a table more secluded in the back, the lady giving them the menus before heading off. Jungkook eyed the menu, his nose scrunched at the prices, ''This is way too fancy.'' ''Don't look at the prices, Kookie, eat whatever you want. It's on me tonight,'' Ash was content, seeing the little boy be so amazed by something so simple by nice food. Spoiling him was fun, and he couldnt wait to give him more. ''Okay, hm.. I'll have the steak then.'' Jungkook smiled, putting his menu down. ''Ah! Excellent. I'll have the same.'' Ash snapped his fingers, bringing the waitress over to order their food. As they were once again left alone to wait for the food, Ash leaned closer over the table, gaze burning into the younger, ''I was thinking, Kookie... You said you didn't want to date me, yet, so..does that mean you'd actually date me after tonight?'' Jungkook tensed up a little, he wasnt expecting this question so early, ''Um.. well....maybe? I don't know yet.'' Ash hummed, ''Fair, I suppose I'll just have to swoop you off your feet as much as possible tonight.''

Taehyung started off his night with one drink, then two, three, and so on until he lost count. Apparently, he had to have a lot of alcohol to be in the middle of the dance floor, grinding against every girl he could get his roaming hands on, pulling their hair aside before whispering into their ear, occasionally sipping from his cup as if he’s dying to make himself forget, trying to cloud his train of thought. Everything around him was a big blur, the ground seeming like it could swallow him whole at any give second. That didn’t stop his hips from rocking against the next girl, the tingly sensation in his body was too good to turn away. “Ah, fuck.” He whined, tilting the red cup up to his lips, but instead he was met with nothing. He needed more alcohol in his system. Crushing the plastic in his hand, Tae pulled away, trying to sneak past the group of sweaty bodies. “Hey, where are you going?” The random girl turned to look at Taehyung, yelling over the music whilst looking hurt. “Uh, I-I’m.. I’m coming ba-back. I swear, okay? Just—I need..” His slurred words drifted off, the only thing clear in his mind was the taste of the strong liquor. He wanted more. Ignoring the list of curses thrown at him as he bumped into people; Taehyung sluggishly made his way over to the familiar kitchen island aligned with bottles. Just as he was going to pour himself another round, he realized his cup was all crumpled up. “Shit.” A little pout adorned Taehyung’s lips, whom tried his hardest to fix it, oblivious to a stack of new cups in the corner of his eyes. “New?” Taehyung’s head perked up, it was Mila. “Huh?” She laughed, brushing a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear, “New cup?” Mila reached over close to Tae to grab one for him, unaware of the eyes lingering on her prominent cleavage. “Th-Thanks.” He gulped, shifting his attention to his bottle of choosing. Mila watched with curious eyes, bottom lip held captive in between her red-tinted lips, “I’m Mila. Mila Kuznetsov.” Taehyung turned his head over to her once again, seeing as she wanted to keep the conversation going. “What?” He could barely form a simple thought, much less speak all that clearly. “Mila, is my name. Uh.. last name, Kuznetsov.” She spoke in broken Korean, her strong accent peeking through. Tae’s eyes widened, “Kuzne—what?” His reaction earned himself a giggle, the corners of his own lips rising up. “Never mind.” She settled for a shrug of her shoulders, not planning on leaving Taehyung’s side anytime soon. “What’s your name?” Tae now comfortably leaned against the edge of the counter, wearing a cocky smirk on his face. He got the message. “Taehyung. Kim Taehyung.”

The night continunes, a comfortable dinner with lots of chatter, Ash flirting and throwing all kinds of signals towards Jungkook throughout the evening. It was enjoyable, the attention was amazing. He started getting comfortable, and slowly, Ash had started to get the younger to warm up. ''Did you like the dinner?'' He asked the doe eyed boy, whom happily finished off the last piece of his steak. ''It was delicious!'' He smiled, nose scrunched. So, fucking cute. Ash just wanted to ruin him right then and there. ''Alright,'' Ash wiped his lips with the napkin before getting up, reaching out to grab Jungkook's hand in his, ''Let's go, part two of our date!'' Jungkook tilted his head to the side, all while letting Ash guide him back to the car, ''What do you mean? There's more?'' A small smile crept on his lips, he's never had someone put this much effort in. Ash pulls him close by the shoulder, placing a soft kiss on JK's forehead followed with a laugh, ''You should see your face! yes, Kookie, there's more, but it's a surprise...'' Jungkook laughs too, his cheeks tinted with red as they move on to the next destination. This date seemed to be going pretty well.

“Wait, uh.. how do—how do you pronounce it again?” Taehyung was eager to learn, staring up at Mila from where she sat on the counter, looking the most determined he’s ever been. Yet another laugh, “Kuznetsov. It’s easy, no?” The elder threw his head back with a groan, one because of the dizziness, and the other due to the pent up frustration. “Easy?” He shook his head in utter disbelief, suppressing a laugh. “You don’t know what that means-“ He hiccuped, “do you.” The pair found themselves secluded away from everybody else, and surprisingly enough, Taehyung didn’t mind. He was learning a bit of Russian, all the while they talked about their likes, dislikes, friends.. The conversation seemed to go on forever. “You ass!” Mila playfully slapped Tae’s shoulder, hearing his deep laughter for the hundredth time that night. “I know the word easy..” A pout took over her plump lips, eyes lingering on Taehyung before they raked around the empty kitchen, awkwardly rubbing at her naked thighs. “Taehyung, you have a girlfriend?” Mila nervously chewed on the inside of her cheeks, batting her long eyelashes at him. He brought the cup up to his lips, mind wandering to the image of Jungkook. “No.” At the uninvited thought, Taehyung gulped the remainder of his drink down in one go, “Why. Are you interested?” Tae sat his cup down, noticing the way she uncrossed her legs. A couple seconds of silence passed by. “Maybe..” Taehyung’s smirk widened at the confession. Suddenly, alcohol was the last thing on his mind. “Maybe, hm?” He parted her legs, situating his body in between. Mila’s arms naturally found their way around his neck, drawing him closer. “Mhm..” With one last look at her ocean eyes, Taehyung tackled her lips into a messy, needy kiss. His big hands initially placed on her thighs, slowly traveling up her skirt, lastly going around to grope her ass. “Let’s t-take this up-upstairs.” He slurred his speech, taking a hold of her hand and disappearing into the first room he saw, nearly tripping on the last step. While Mila focused on stripping herself free of her clothes, Taehyung did the same thing, throwing his belt off to the side. He was eager to take his cock out from his boxers, chest heaving with adrenaline as he watched her get down to her knees, eyes darkening with lust. “Ah yeah.. fuck.” He rested his hand on the crown of her head, watching as she bobbed it at a fast pace from the start. Despite the immense amount of pleasure he was feeling, his body wasn’t happy with him. Tae began to feel.. nauseous, the space in between his brows covered by a cold sweat. “W-Wait..” Taehyung pulled away from Mila’s mouth, holding himself up by one arm against the nearby wall, working towards regaining his clear vision. Everything felt like a blur.. Why was the room spinning so much? Why.. His stomach grumbled. Before he knew it, the strong urge to vomit hit him like a truck, causing him to clasp a hand over his mouth. Not having enough time to run to a restroom, Tae’s knees gave out and he vomited on the carpet, his skin freakishly pale. “Taehyung!” She quickly rushed over to him, pushing past the smell. “Tae—“ Another round; it never seemed to falter. How much did he have to drink?! After he was done, Taehyung dropped his head against the wall, sharp eyes glassy. “I-I fuck.. I don’t— sorry.” A wave of emotions washed over him. Not knowing what else to do, Mila opted for reaching into the pockets of Taehyung’s jeans, getting a hold of his phone. She went to his contacts list, tapping on the first name that popped up. When the person on the other end of the line picked up, she breathed out, “Um, is this Taehyung’s friend? Please come, he’s not doing good.” Mila gave Namjoon the address and worked on dressing Tae back up as they waited.

''An arcade?! Really?!'' Jungkook was beaming, jumping in excitement like a child on christmas. ''Yeah, you said you like videogames, so I figured this would be the perfect date!'' Ash was surprised when Jungkook initiated to hug him, holding him in his arms for a long moment. Ash wrapped his strong arms around his waist, nuzzling his nose into the youngers hair. ''Let's go get you some prizes. I bet I can win more than you.'' Ash teased, seeing the way Jungkook's eyes ignite with the competitive side of him, ''You're gonna regret saying that!''

It went on, Jungkook excelled in every single game, earning higher scores than anybody to pile up the points. A proud smile beamed on his face while he sees the numbers rack up on the shooting game they played together, knowing he did the most damage out of the two, ''Told ya, I'm unbeatable.'' Ash crooked an eyebrow, putting the toy gun away to grab Jungkooks jaw and guide it closer to his face, hot breath fanning his face, ''Yeah? Perhaps I'll have to reward you for being so good at these games, hm?'' Jungkook felt the blushing heat rise on his cheeks. But, he figured, what the hell. He didn't pull away, but stared right back into his eyes. Ash made the first move then and there, in the midst of people rushing back and forth between games, chatter and music, he leaned down to press his lips against Jungkook's in a soft kiss. They withdrew for a short second before leaning back in, placing several chaste kisses on eachothers lips, their breath getting shallow, until they pull away to catch their breath. Ash presses his foreheads against Kook's, a small smirk on his lips, ''How about that for a first date, hm?'' Jungkook nods, ''Yeah, it's...good..'' It was good. Great, actually. But a part of him couldn't help but compare it to Taehyung. It wasn't the same. But it wasn't bad. He looked back up on the taller man, doe eyes sparkling from the reflection of the videogame screens surrounding them. Ash leaned into his ear to whisper his next words, ''Wanna get out of here?''

“Come on, Tae. Help me out a little..” Namjoon had one of Taehyung’s arm thrown over his shoulder, Mila had the other. Together, they worked towards getting the drunken male down the stairs, safely. Taehyung cooperated, for the most part, well.. as good as he could during a blurry state like this one. He nearly tripped over his own feet a couple of times, each one just as startling as the first for Namjoon, whom still couldn’t believe how much his night had taken a turn for the worst. The latter had been face deep into a pile of handwritten notes, in the middle of studying his hardest for an upcoming test when his phone began vibrating. He picked up Taehyung’s call, expecting to hear Tae’s voice only to be met by a woman’s with a heavy accent, clearly sensing her panic from the other line. A few minutes later, and Joon found himself in front of a cliché house party, no longer indulged in his studies. Obviously. Now, right at this second, his focus was on trying to get Taehyung in his car. Apparently seeing a guy get dragged down the stairs was nothing out of the extraordinary; no one even batted an eye, just continuing to move their sweat-glistened bodies to the beat of the song. It caught Namjoon off guard, but then again, he wasn’t one to party on the daily. The elder’s car was parked outside of the main entrance, and needless to say, Joon’s eyes lit up at the sight. They were so close! Just a few more steady steps to go.. “There, we got you Tae. Relax.” Namjoon softly reassured, hearing his friend’s incoherent mumbling as he buckled him in. With one last look at Taehyung, Namjoon braced himself for the embarrassment that was to come as he pivoted around in his spot to face Mila. “Thanks for calling, and.. sorry about all of this.” He sheepishly rubbed at his nape, feeling awkward speaking to the girl Taehyung was about to have sex with. “No problem, really.” She waved her hands in front of her face, as if telling him not to worry. Namjoon only nodded, pasting on a weak smile before hopping into the driver’s seat, starting his car. The blonde haired girl, however, had one last thing to say, “So, when Taehyung wakes..” Mila began, already nervous to continue. “Can you give this?” She extends out a small piece of paper for Joon to take, her phone number scribbled on the inside. Not given any reason to not take it, Namjoon happily did, reminding himself to give it to Taehyung when he was feeling less.. shitty.

At a time like this, Joon was glad his parents weren’t home; he had the feeling they wouldn’t like him bringing in a drunk person to crash on their couch. But, it was the least that he could do. Taehyung looked weak, and that was definitely a new look on him. The younger’s skin had lost most of its tanned melanin, his face lacking any trace of color. He could tell Tae was having trouble staying awake, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. Namjoon brought in a bucket just in case— Taehyung leaned over the couch to empty out his stomach, panting from the light strain. Fuck, Namjoon had no idea what to do! He was freaking out. With shaky hands, the elder reached for his cellphone, knowing Jimin would be far more wise in a situation like this one.

To: Chim I have a problem. Taehyung’s passed out drunk on my couch, he’s sweating a lot and won’t stop vomiting. What the hell do I do?? he seems really weak so I don’t wanna move him

He pressed send, antsy to hear back a response. But, he never would, at least not from Jimin. Namjoon didn’t know that, of course. He didn’t know that he texted Jungkook instead.

“Yeah, that—“ Jungkook wasn’t able to finish his sentence when his phone chimed, fishing the phone out of his pocket to read it. Ash crooked an eyebrow, waiting for the answer, “Who’s that?” Kook freezes on the spot when he reads it; Taehyung passed out? Drunk? Throwing up? It felt like his heart was stuck in his throat at the thought, suddenly nothing else seemed to matter, cursing himself for even saying what he says next; “Hey, I have to go, it’s an emergency. Let’s.. call it a rain check?” He pleads, and Ash seems to be thinking about it. “You’re leaving our date that I prepared for you, for what?” “It’s my friend. He needs my help—“ the anxiety in him made him stumble on his words, feet already moving as he heaved himself on his tiptoes to place a quick peck on Ash’s cheek, whom seemed less than pleased about this, but, he let it slide.

For now. “Alright. Do you need a ride?” Jungkook shakes his head, he did not want to burden ash with this, no way, “I’m fine. I’ll see you tomorrow.” With that, he ran, as fast as he fucking could until he reached Namjoons house. He hadn’t read the text properly, not noticing it wasn’t meant for him. All he knows is that Taehyung is in a shit condition, and he needed somebody.

Why was that enough for him to drop everything and fucking run?

#fic: Love maze #bts high school au #taekook #taekook fic #taekook series #taekook smut #bts mxm #vkook fic #bts series

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the-ultimate-pie-family · 3 years

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Blood lost friend part 1

Miles: *swinging around the big city* been boring here lately maybe a change of scenery *sees a portal appearing* oh no not again yahh *gets pulled into the portal* damnit alllllllll *the portal and miles disappears*

Blood: *listening to my music looking up* so beautiful outside *falls on gorund relaxing* so relaxing

*the portal appeared leaving miles*

Miles: ugh where am i? Wait? I know this place *shoots my web looking*

God: blood get up some pony new is here? I think it's dangerous

Blood: ugh *gets up sensing a familiar smell* can't be? *flying up looking around*

Miles: *swings pass blood* sorry dude *swings faster*

Blood: m-miles? *tackles the imposter to the ground* why do u have that suit on why did u steal it from me

Miles: wat r u talking about it's mine *headbutt blood shooting my web swinging away* who was that

Blood: *shakes head bleeding from my nose* now ur dead imposter *flies passed the imposter firing electric shock throughout his body*

Miles: dah *falls* damnit work *fires web getting away*

Blood: get back here *disappears reappearing stomping on the imposter*

Miles: *tries to get free* get off me u stupid fuck

Blood: *uses my magic to grab his mask readying my energy sword* i wanna see ur face when i kill u *pulls off his mask shocked* m-miles?

Miles: wait? Blood? Is that u?

Blood: *starts crying disappearing back at the castle* he's alive..... *whips my tears away teleporting to galaxia* surprise love? Hahahah

Galaxia: *screams falling back out of my chair* i hate when u do that.....

Blood: *floats above her laying in mid air* but it was funny

Galaxia: *blushes flying up to him* u always amaze me on wat u can do blood? But u might aant to cover urself next time

Blood: wat i have my fake skin on even my hoodie

Galaxia: good good wait?... fake skin?

Blood: well yeah just like jerak he was born like me only bones

Galaxia: wat u-u never told me u have no skin?!

Blood: oops i didn't hehehehe

Jerak: *walking scratching* god damn fake skin dad can i plz take this itchy thing off?

Blood: sure were home

Jerak: *pulls off my fake skin stretching as my spine pops all the way down* ah yeah

Galaxia: *thinks to self* wat does blood look like under his skin?

Blood: *looks at galaxia* hmm u ok?

Galaxia: wat do u look like without ur fake skin?

Blood: oh uh the same as jerak why?

Galaxia: because i remember ur bones r pure black nearly killed me

Blood: oh uh right heh uh maybe some other time then *steps away slowly*

Galaxia: blood r pie stay

Blood: ugh my almost full name.....

Galaxia: *grabs blood by his fake skin* u ready? Bone ass?

Blood: plz don't ur not gonna like it

Galaxia: *do it* *rips off bloods fake skin shocked* wat in the hell?

Jerak: *passes out*

Blood: *looks away as my magic keeps my bones together as they move like shattered glass*

Galaxia: blood wat how did this happen?

Blood: im dead.....wat else do u want from me..... *walks off*

Galaxia: *sits on floor thinking* why did i do that.....

Belinda: hey mom wats up? Have u seen that selo pony down the hall?

Galaxia: that was ur dad.....

Belinda: wat happened did he not make it back in the castle fast enough?

Galaxia: *thinking*

Belinda: mom?

Galaxia: huh oh uh i don't know *gets up looking for blood* hon? Love?

Blood: *grabs her from above disappearing*

Tag for @ask-the-equuleus-verse

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starksnstripes · 4 years

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50 Questions You’ve Never Been Asked Before

tagged by my darling buddy @bardingbeedle. THANK YOU SO MUCH! :D

I’m tagging: @stardustony, @harrison-ford, @rainbowrogers, @poe-dameron, @heymisspotts, @cheddarholt, and @valdomarx

What is the colour of your hairbrush? I have a pink one and a black one.

Are you typically too warm or too cold? Warm, definitely.

What were you doing 45 minutes ago? Picking my fruit trees on Animal Crossing lol. :P

What is your favourite candy bar? Not technically a bar, but M&M’s wins.

Have you ever been to a professional sports event? Yep! I went to the semifinal for the Gold Cup (for soccer) here in Pasadena a couple of years back. It was Mexico vs Jamaica and I’m pretty sure my fam were some of the handful of Mexicans who were NOT rooting for them HAHAHHAAHA!

What is the last thing you said out loud? I asked my sis "Do you wanna play?” so i could switch the controller over to her and she could play AC.

What is your favourite ice cream? Chocolate and Pistachio are the only flavors that will ever matter.

What was the last thing you had to drink? Orange juice.

Do you like your wallet? It’s an Iron Man wallet so HELL YES! :’)

What was the last thing you ate? Egg sandwich.

Did you buy any new clothes last weekend? Can’t remember the last time i bought clothes lol.

The last sporting event you watched? Probably one of the playoff games for this past NFL season.

What is your favourite flavour of popcorn? Cheese and regular butter flavored.

Who is the last person you sent a text message to? Sent a pic of my high-priced item on AC to my friend who also plays.

Ever go camping? Once. And that was more than enough, I think hahaha.

Do you take vitamins? I DONT NEED NO VITAMINS!

Do you go to church every Sunday? I do. :D

Do you have a tan? I haven’t been under the sun long enough to get a tan in MONTHS!

Do you prefer Chinese food or pizza? Oh damn.... if i had to choose, probably Chinese food.

Do you drink your soda with a straw? Not all the time, but i DO prefer to drink it with a straw, yeah.

What colour socks do you usually wear? White or black.

Do you ever drive above the speed limit? Maybe a couple of miles above the speed limit, yeah. Never more than 10, tho.

What terrifies you? Failure... that pretty much covers it all.

Look to your left, what do you see? My phone, my iPad, my TV.

What chore do you hate? oh my god, i HATE washing dishes!

What do you think of when you hear an Australian accent? Steve Irwin. :’(

What’s your favourite soda? Diet Coke, probs.

Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive-thrus? I do both!

Who’s the last person you talked to? My sister.

Favourite cut of beef? Carne asada is BOMB! so probs skirt steak.

Last song you listened to? "Labios Compartidos” by Maná.

Last book you read? I’m (VERY SLOWLY) making my way through “The Secret World: A History of Intelligence”, which is pretty much a history book about Espionage. It is FASCINATING stuff omggggg!

Favourite day of the week? Friday!!!!

Can you say the alphabet backwards? Yep!

How do you like your coffee? I don’t drink coffee. I despise coffee.

Favourite pair of shoes? House slippers, yeah. But to go out, my Marvel Vans.

The time you normally go to sleep? Between 11pm and midnight, most nights.

The time you normally get up? Between 6-7am.

What do you prefer, sunrise or sunsets? Sunrise, for sure.

How many blankets on your bed? One comforter, one set of sheets.

Describe your kitchen plates Mix and match, honestly hahaha.

Do you have a favourite alcoholic beverage? I don’t drink.

Do you play cards? I do when I play Go Fish or Blackjack or other little card games. But not poker or any of those fancy games hahha.

What colour is your car? Red!

Can you change a tire? HAHAHHAHA nope! i should definitely learn how to, though.

Favourite job you’ve ever had? I like the one I have now lol.

How did you get your biggest scar? I’m so bad at picking scabs, so I have this scar on my thigh cuz I just keep picking and the scab and it hasn’t gotten to heal HAHAHAH.

What did you do today that made someone else happy? I’ve only been awake for like 4 hrs! I’ve barely done anything lol.

#me #this was RIDICULOUS LEVELS OF FUN!!!!!#thank u bby! :')

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killinbills · 4 years

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quarantino games

tagged by @fleetwoodmcs and @freakingbradleys !!

are you staying home from school/work? i am!! uni for me is online for the rest of the semester, so i’m just staying at home

if you’re staying home, who is there with you? the rest of my family, so, my brother and sister, and my mum and dad. (and my two dogs lol)

are you a homebody? oh totally. when i was at uni, i didn’t have that many seminars/lectures so i did most of my work in my flat, so like i’m used to spending a fuck ton of time at home. but also. this is a wee bit different to me being like,, gonna spend most of the day in my room and maybe go to tesco and 10:30pm if i want ice cream. but yeah lol

an event that you were looking forward that got canceled? well i was really looking forward to just summer in a new city. also my family was planning on going to disneyworld in florida but we haven’t booked it now. (also i’m kinda pissed off i can’t go and see the boy i’m talking to hahahah)

what movies have you watched recently? uhh... i watched far from home last night, with my brother!! and i watched some of the disney channel films on disney plus a few weeks ago but tbh, i really haven’t been watching all that much!!

what shows are you watching? kardashians. any version. either keeping up or taking the hamptoms or miami. u name it. it is the only thing i watch. the new episode every sunday has become the highlight of my week.

what music are you listening to? i have been listening to the neighbourhood so, SO much. it’s ridiculous. like i’ve always liked them and had an absolute phase when i listened to i love you and wiped out when they came out (so when i was like twelve and fourteen) but here i am, listening to nothing but the neighbourhood. i think it’s partly fuelled by how much i love devon lee carlson but still. idk why i’m listening to what i liked when i was fourteen.

what are you reading? just stuff for uni tbh. i read the bloody chamber by angela carter a couple weeks ago bc i love the magic toyshop, but apart from that. shakespeare this and shakepseare that.

what are you doing for self-care? tbh the main thing i’m doing is just getting ready every day, like i normally would? like i feel a hell of a lot better when i’ve put makeup up and gotten dressed and done my hair, because it’s like, when i get ready like that, i feel like i’m more put together, if that makes sense? but yeah. i’m trying so hard to have a normal sleep schedule but sometimes that doesn’t work out... but i try to wake up at a decent time so i don’t sleep the whole day away. also i got some resistance bands so i can do a lil workout everyday, because i had been going to the gym before all of this... but yeah. mostly i’m just trying to do things that i know make me feel better. tbh i’ve gotten pretty good at looking after myself, mental health especially.

tagging: @aaudace @grgweasleys @bubbledgums and anyone else that wants to do it!! 💖

#idk what to tag this as #if youve gotten this far thanks 4 listening #love u

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cravingmarvel · 6 years

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Leave Me Lonely - Part Two

Bucky Barnes AU

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Warnings: A few swear words, emotional & physical violence

Word count: 3055 (Yeah idk how that happened again)

“I played around with the engagement ring on Bucky’s finger, reminding me that he’s just mine for the late hours. Only when the sky is dark and covered in glowing stars. When the moon comes out giving him permission to touch me in the most intimate places. It means that he can love me and doesn’t have to pretend.”

A/N: I really really really hope you like this! I’ve been kind of scared to post this, because I’m scared that this part isn’t good enough hahahah I’d really love feedback, I’m even more insecure rn hahahah

Have fun!

I marked the parts where it jumps from Bucky’s to Reader’s POV with a vertical line (—).

Leave Me Lonely - Part One

Masterlist // Bucky Barnes Masterlist

Tagging my muturals & people who I love

@buckisthatyou @buckybarneshairpullingkink @buckystan-plums @buckyforbreakfast @samingtonwilson @spideyjlaw @sgtjbuccky @captain-ariel-barnes @whyisbuckyso

(You are not obligated to read this if you don’t want to hahah)

The afternoon sunlight shone on my face and gave the city of New York a soft and soothing yellow glow. I stepped out of the apartment complex y/n lived in and walk to my car that had seen better days. The blue paint had faded and started to come off, making my car look older than it actually was. I bought this car when I was nineteen years old and had a job at a hardware store. My parents kept offering to buy me a new, more stylish car, but I declined. I wanted to know what it felt like to make my own decision, to do what I wanted to do without asking for permission. My parents have been like this ever since I can remember. Always making decisions for me. What kind of university I go to and what I’m going to study in order to stay in the family business. So when I got my own job and earned my own cash, the first sip of freedom tasted so well.

I sat down at the driver’s seat, put the key in the ignition and put my seat belt on. My phone started ringing as I was about to pull out of the parking spot to drive home. I took my phone out of my pocket and a light shiver ran down my spine as I saw who the caller was.

My mother.

She never calls me unless someone’s dead. And I can’t tell who out of my family hasn’t died already. I pressed the green icon and held the phone to my ear, patiently awaiting my mother’s screeching voice on the other end.

“Hello darling, are you home?”

I hesitated before telling her where I was. “No, I just came out of y/n apartment. I’m still in the car. Why?”

“Oh you were with that girl again?” I could hear the disgust in her voice and the venom as she said y/n’s name. My mother never liked her, she made that clear when she came to my apartment and I introduced them to each other. At the very first glance, fate was sealed that they wouldn’t get along. My mother made it very clear that I would not get together with a woman like that. A woman who studied art and made her money as a waitress. For her, y/n was a lost cause, someone who threw her life away for paintbrushes and aprons.

“Yes I was and she has a name. What did you call me for?” I started to already feel tired of this conversation.

“I called you because the lovely Ana is here and we have something exciting to tell you.” I heard Ana’s giggle and my father’s voice in the background. “We’ll see you when you get here.”

The change in her tone was significant and not something you couldn’t pick up once she started to talk about Ana.

When I rang the doorbell, I could hear laughter emerging from inside and a voice getting closer to the front door. Behind it stood my mother in her best dress, probably Burberry. The sound of violin’s echoed through the living room and a faint smell of roses mixed in with the air. Ana sat on one of the couches waiting for me to sit next to her. I greeted her with a smile and a small nod. I was confused as to why Ana was sitting in my parent’s living room and what the news were all about.

“So, what was it that you wanted to talk about?” My parents looked at each other and then Ana before my mother spoke up.

“Ana is going to have a baby.” My mother smiled widely and Ana turned her head to look at me. I couldn’t believe what my mother just told me.

“What?” I let out a dry laugh in hopes that it was just a joke but from the faces I received in return, it was clear that it wasn’t. I turned my body to face the woman sitting next to me with a look of disbelieve. We had sex twice and she said she was on birth control, so how could this happen? “That’s impossible, Ana.” She shook her head and that’s all I needed. I leaned back an inhaled deeply. “What now?”

“You are going to get married. You can’t have a baby without being married. But don’t worry your father and I took care of everything.”

I thought I misunderstood but my mother already handed me a small box with a ring placed in it. I couldn’t spent the rest of my life with that woman. And what about y/n, the woman I actually love?

“I can’t. I—“

“You can and you will. You can’t get a girl pregnant and then expect to walk away like nothing happened. You have to own up to it and do as we say!” My mother stepped closer and looked down on me. “You have already disappointed us enough, James.”

I felt the tears roll down my face and looked over to Ana, who seemed so uninterested to what is happening before her eyes. My mother pointed to Ana and my throat felt like it closed off completely. I cleared my throat and Ana jumped slightly, turning to me with a smile on her face. I felt every pair of eyes on me and the tears didn’t seem to stop. It should be y/n instead of Ana who I’m going to ask this question to.

“Will you marry me?”

I put my suitcase on the floor to open the door to my apartment. Ana followed close behind me complaining that I wasn’t helping her, but I couldn’t, I had our baby in my other arm.

Our honeymoon was set back until Ana gave birth because she didn’t want to go while she was pregnant. She didn’t want to lay on the beach in a bikini and have a baby bump that made her look fat. I thought it was ridiculous, but even my parents stood on her side. We lived with my parents for the time Ana was pregnant, so this is the day she is moving in with me. My parents thought it would be better, because they didn’t think I could take care of Ana alone and give her the care she needs. And they were right. I was overwhelmed by everything that had to do with her pregnancy, but not only that, I was also overwhelmed by Ana. Everything I did was wrong and she kept complaining about her pregnancy instead of trying to enjoy it and to appreciate that there is a baby growing inside her, waiting to see the world.

Her whole personality changed as soon as my parents stepped foot into the room. So I’m not very excited to live with her. I guess this is my punishment.

We got into my apartment and I could barely recognize it. Ana changed everything many times before she was satisfied. I could hear her groan behind me and tuned around to face her.

“They put in the wrong curtains. I wanted dark grey, not this.” She went over to the window to examine the curtains. To me they looked alright but Ana has a very specific taste and wants everything to be her kind of perfect. Ana kept complaining about everything in the apartment. The bed, the colour on the living room walls and about anything really.

I took care of our baby, Lilia. Even though the thought of being with Ana for the rest of my life made me want to throw up, the result of us sleeping together gave my life a new purpose. She is beautiful and I wondered many times before, how I helped create her. She’s still so small, fragile and she means the world to me. Even though the woman I wanted to spend my life with, was long out of my life, because I left her. I left her lonely.

—

I can’t remember how I managed to go home after the wedding. My vision was blurry from all the tears that spilled and my body was weaker than ever before. I was barely able to put one foot in front of the other and walking up the stairs to my apartment felt like torture. I had to stop a few steps and sit down to cry and to collect myself again. I knew the next few months, hell maybe even years, were going to be a nightmare.

Bucky did as I told him and left me. He went back to the party with the love of his life, Ana. He didn’t even look back to see me falling to the floor. I felt my heart getting heavier and heavier. So heavy I thought the impact of my knees hitting the floor would break the marble tiles.

When I came home, everything I had inside, every ounce of anger, sadness and pain was spilled out all at once. I hoped that after letting everything out I would feel better, but that wasn’t the case. The days seemed longer, the nights darker and my hopes smaller. I started to feel safer at home, like nothing was able to hurt me here. My bed felt softer and gave me the warmth I needed, even though I wanted to feel the warmth that radiated from Bucky’s chest more.

I started to go to the grocery store thirty minutes away from my home, just so I wouldn’t run into Bucky or Ana. I knew I wouldn’t be able to handle seeing her pregnant with his child, carrying what I wanted to give him, a baby.

I got so consumed in sorrow, that I looked at their Instagram accounts more than a few times a day. I felt so distant to the man I used to feel the closest with, so I assumed seeing him in pictures would be the only remedy. It turned out that it made things just harder. Not only did he post pictures of himself, but also Ana. The same knife was stabbed into my heart over and over again, the same knife Bucky first pushed in my chest the day he told me he was engaged.

But the worst day out of all of them was the day Ana gave birth. She gave birth to the most beautiful baby girl I’ve ever seen. The pain in my chest never really stopped, not even after the past months, but that day they reached a new level. She looked nothing like Ana and I was glad about that. I have to admit, I hoped it would turn out not to be Bucky’s child, but the resemblance was striking. Her nose is just as narrow as his and her cheekbones set just as high. But her eyes; her eyes are the same ocean blue as her dad’s, crystal clear and sparkling like a diamond. They named her Lilia and I remembered when Bucky told me that if he’s going to have a daughter, he’s going to name her Lilia.

I sat on my couch watching my favourite movie with a glass of cheap wine in my hand. The sensation of alcohol slightly clouded my mind and I wouldn’t want to spend my Friday night any different. Everything felt calm and relaxed. The sky was dark but still occupied with stars, mirroring the glowing lights of Manhattan. The thoughts of Bucky shoved into the deep dark part of my brain, carefully placed there to never be brought out again. The movie suddenly became boring and the thought of looking over the city intrigued me. I grabbed my phone and stood at the window of my living room. I turned the music loud and melted into the sound, looking at the city.

I unlocked my phone to change the song that was playing to something more calming. But as I looked at the screen, my heart sunk as I read today’s date. Bucky came home from his honeymoon today. I wanted to scream, why couldn’t he just stay in another country forever? I was fine for the three weeks he was gone. I started shopping at my local grocery store again without fear. I was able to take a stroll through the city without the pounding anxiety, that Bucky could be walking the same streets. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I sunk to the floor. Why did he break me like this?

And I screamed, so loudly that hopefully Bucky could hear it. I wanted him to, I wanted him to hear the pain he is still causing me.

“I could move.”

My head shot up at the words in my mind. If he’s not leaving, then I am. I grabbed my laptop and typed in available apartments in Brooklyn. That was far enough, right? After hours of looking for someplace to move into, I found someone who’s looking for a roommate. Her name is Natasha.

—

Ana was a nightmare, one where you wish you could wake up but you’re paralyzed. Just a week after moving in, she managed to make me feel small and unloved. She started to control every aspect of my life in that short time span. I couldn’t go outside anymore except for work, because I had to take care of everything at home. She was able to spend more money in a day than I ever could in a month. Taking care of our baby seemed like it wasn’t her job at all, and so Lilia was my responsibility alone. She had no interest in Lilia anymore since we came back. The mother of my child, isn’t being a mother to her. And it overwhelmed me. I struggled to give Lilia what she needs. No one taught me how to change diapers, to warm up her milk because Ana refused to breastfeed her and calming her down from crying seemed impossible.

Even worse, Ana was disgusted by her own child. She kept complaining about Lilia drooling on the couch and screamed at our one month old baby. And that was the moment I truly wanted to turn back time.

I was scared to add Lilia to the list of people I love and that I’ve hurt, disappointed and let down.

I came home and was already able to hear Lilia crying inside of the apartment. I was tired and drained of energy. I hoped to get support from my wife, but that will never happen. I saw Lilia sitting in her highchair and rushed over to her. “Don’t cry, princess.” I took her in my arms and snuggled her to my chest while softly rubbing circles on her back. As she stared to calm down I made it my mission to find Ana. This couldn’t go on like this and I was ready to tell her how I feel.

With Lilia in my arms, I gathered up all my courage. I felt like I just went back in time to all those moments I convinced myself I could stand up to my parents. I walked to the bedroom where I was able to hear Ana talking on the phone and rummaging through stuff, probably throwing away clothes for her next shopping trip. With my hand shaking and my heart pounding, afraid it’ll going to burst, I opened the door. Ana was holding some of her clothes in her hands, but seconds later she threw them in a suitcase.

“Ana, what are you doing?” She looked up and she lowered her hand that held the phone.

“I’m packing.” She closed her suitcase and walked passed me. I followed her to the front door, anger bubbling inside me.

“Well, where are you going? I can’t remember us going on vacation. Oh wait, I can’t go on vacation, because I have to go to work to earn money for all the shit you’re buying.” The tone in my voice was poisoned, dripping in hatred for the woman standing in front of me.

“I’m leaving, James. Do you think I can stand one more day in this hell hole?” She took a few steps towards me. “This—“ she pointed her finger to Lilia, who was still snuggled to the side of my chest. “Is the worst thing that ever happened to me. And you are a disappointment of a man.” My jaw dropped at her words and my mind couldn’t wrap around the fact that she was leaving me. “I met someone on our honeymoon, his name is Gordon and he can please me like you never could.” Her voice got lower, darker with every letter. I felt my heart break. How could she not love her own child?

“Do you even know what a fucking brat you’ve been?” I shouted at her without remorse. I wanted her to feel the anger. “You’ve done absolutely nothing ever since you moved in. All you ever do is complain and spend my money!” The look on her face said it all. She was pissed.

Next thing I felt her hand slap my cheek with full force, leaving the side of my face red from the impact. Lilia was no longer peacefully quiet. The apartment was now filled with crying and anger lingered in the air. It was hard to breathe and I felt my chest collapse and rise at an abnormal pace.

“Then leave!” I shouted right into her face. She picked up her suitcase and slammed the door shut. I leaned against the door before sinking to the floor, holding Lilia tightly to my chest. I wanted to soothe her but my cries filled the room. How was I supposed to move on from here? I can’t take care of Lilia when I’m at work.

“Just leave. Leave me lonely.”

Y/n’s words kept echoing through my brain making me shiver. This is probably how she felt. An idea struck me like lightning. I’m probably going to get hurt but it’s worth a try.

—

I stood up from the dinner table when I heard a knock on my door. The music in my small apartment was loud and I bobbed my head as I headed to the door, walking to the beat.

I opened it only to wish I never did.

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