[ his voice cracks for a moment, and then he bites his lip, trying to hold some of his noises back. But he does also start moving on his lap, trying to grind his ass right against him ]
But I might if you keep insulting me when it's not appropriate.
...hoh, Kuni. [ said a bit breathlessly against his shoulder. dottore turns his head and nips at his neck. ] Is your chest that sensitive? [ he lets him grind, amused that he's already interesting in more. he's not complaining though. this is what he wants. ] Turn around for me, will you, and let me see that pretty face of yours. [ licks his lips. ] I want to give your chest the attention it deserves. [ he rolls his hard little nubs in between his fingers before finally taking his hands back, giving scara a chance to do as he asked. ]
[ he doesn't really want him to stop - he's enjoying this, after all. But he does as instructed, turning around and wrapping his arms around Dottore's neck again ]
Maybe it's just because you're the one stimulating me.
[ he leans in to talk in his ear, and quickly resumes grinding against him ]
I want you. Over and over again. Just once isn't enough to satisfy me.
[ oh, kuni, ...the irony is killing dottore. he lets him grind on him like a bitch in heat, grinning as he talks in his ear, his warm breath making the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. ] How many times? [ he ducks his head, mask going askew as he closes his mouth around one of his nipples, teeth lightly grazing the little nub before he begins to suck. ]
[ he says as he lets out a soft moan of pleasure, his hand moving to Dottore's head, fingers running through his hair idly. It doesn't matter if this is going against everything he protested about just earlier, really. This is on his terms. He's the one in control.
It has nothing to do with Dottore stopping to give him attention just earlier. It didn't sting. He's just doing this because he wants to ]
[ no response... but his mouth IS a bit preoccupied. he sucks harder, using his teeth just a little bit more, because he insists on marking him. his hand slides down his chest to his hip, holding there for a little bit... but eventually gliding back over the swell of his ass and dipping in between his round cheeks to glide around the rim of his cum slick hole. dottore easily pushes his finger into him, a second soon joining it. twice, hm, what a greedy little slut. ]
[ with a wet pop he sits back, flicking his tongue over his thoroughly abused nipple. ] Won't you moan for me again?
[ He barely needs to ask. He's already giving up on holding back his noises by the time he pushes his fingers into him, once he flicks his tongue over his nipple and ask him too, he's moaning like a bitch.
This is good. Just like that - he should be showered with attention ]
...my oh my, Kuni, so loud. [ this isn't a complaint. dottore smiles, still playing around with his chest, because he really does enjoy eliciting those wonderful sounds from him. ] Our house mates will hear if you keep this up. [ he starts fucking him a little faster, trying to drown out his moans with the lewd squelching that comes from driving his fingers into his cum filled hole. ] How badly do you want it, ..? Enough to beg? [ he slides his hand down his chest, fingers dancing across his stomach, and then stopping right before they reach his dick. ] I want to know how much you want me dick, Kunikuzushi.
[ he doesn't care if they will hear him. Let them, if they didn't want to listen in to them fucking they should have invested in soundproof rooms. He's getting as loud as he likes, moaning as Dottore fucks him with his fingers, though it's nowhere near enough for him. ]
Do you — seriously want me to beg? I know you want - to fuck me too.
I do. I'm not just talking to hear myself, Kuni. [ his grin stretches the width of his face, shark teeth zippering into something sinister. ] I did say I could resist you. [ he kisses his forehead, thumb swiping the head of his dick to gather the glob of precum beading there. he brings the finger to his mouth, tongue darting out to clear it away - a pleased hum following. ] And so I just want to know how bad you want me. [ inflate his ego, continue to prove him right, scaramouche! ]
[ dottore chuckles. ah~ music to his ears. he slides an arm beneath scaramouche's ass, lifting him up, so he can take himself out again; using his own cum to slick himself up again. ] Twice you said, yes? [ and then he positions scaramouche over his dick, letting gravity take care of the rest. ]
[ finally. FINALLY!! He arches his back, letting out a loud moan the moment Dottore finally enters him. He doesn't need to take it easy, so he doesn't - instead immediately starting bouncing on his cock, leaning in to kiss at Dottore's jaw, trying to entice him further ]
Yes - yes, at least — at least twice. You have no idea how long it's been since I had a good fuck.
[ setting a hand on scaramouche's hip he kneads the skin there, letting him ( and gravity ) do all the work, since he's the one that oh~ so~ desperatelyneeded his dick. he chuckles, eyes becoming lidded as he tips his head back to indulge in the kisses, parting his lips for scaramouche to lead the kiss this time. ] Mm~ [ but scara is a little preoccupied, so dottore decides to take initiative and assault his mouth with his long tongue and sharp teeth, plundering his mouth with a groan of his own. ] Tell me what else you deserve.
[ his voice is broken by a moan, and though he answered his question, he resumes kissing him shortly after. He's relentless in the way he rides him, very clearly chasing his own pleasure, shifting just enough to make sure Dottore will hit the right places ]
F-fuck, it's unfair that you got — such a nice dick.
[ dottore leans back, fingers trailing up and down scaramouche's back as he rides him like there's no tomorrow. ] Hahahehe. How is it unfair? I worked hard on all of the modifications and enhancements I've made to myself... [ snickers, shifting and angling himself to hit deeper and harder. ] And if you deserve more praise, then please tell me what I deserve, Kuni.
My stamina is unnatural my dear and darling puppet. [ kisses him, tugging on his lip in an attempt to try to get him to let that lovely sound out. ] ... [ that does get him to stop for a moment, like full stop, blinking from behind his mask, because he certainly didn't expect to hear that. ] And people think I'm an enigma... [ laughs, giving him a heated kiss. ] You promise?
...sleep in here. I'm not making two beds. [ he leans forward, bending scaramouche into a mating press as he picks up the pace. ] Do you really think you'll be able to outlast me? [ he nips at his lip, moaning into his mouth as he does feel himself edging closer. ]
[ he's definitely trying his best to outlast him but no, he doesn't think he's going to be able to. He's definitely focusing on holding back too, slowing down his movements, pulling back to look at him like he's challenging him ]
I can't - always sleep in here, you'll piss me off eventually.
[ dottore grabs a hold of both of scaramouche's hands, forcing them above his head and leaning onto them, bracing himself as he settles on a relentless pace with which to fuck him with. scaramouche might be trying to hold back and slow his movements, but dottore isn't exactly going to have him the opportunity to do so. ] And just, and just how am I to wake up with you on my dick if, if you're not staying in my room, hm, ...going to sneak in and crawl under the sheets to mouth my cock in the morning, Kuni?
[ This asshole. That's incredibly unfair, it's totally cheating, but he can't complain too much when he's getting fucked so good. He doesn't answer Dottore - instead, his voice only comes in moans and gasps for air as he's getting lost in the pleasure more and more. He can't resist the unrelenting attack, and so he ends up coming soon enough, crying out Dottore's name again ]
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It's still - high praise from me. And right now, you're my favourite teammate too...
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[ his voice cracks for a moment, and then he bites his lip, trying to hold some of his noises back. But he does also start moving on his lap, trying to grind his ass right against him ]
But I might if you keep insulting me when it's not appropriate.
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Maybe it's just because you're the one stimulating me.
[ he leans in to talk in his ear, and quickly resumes grinding against him ]
I want you. Over and over again. Just once isn't enough to satisfy me.
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[ he says as he lets out a soft moan of pleasure, his hand moving to Dottore's head, fingers running through his hair idly. It doesn't matter if this is going against everything he protested about just earlier, really. This is on his terms. He's the one in control.
It has nothing to do with Dottore stopping to give him attention just earlier. It didn't sting. He's just doing this because he wants to ]
I could - even fuck you, if you'd like.
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[ with a wet pop he sits back, flicking his tongue over his thoroughly abused nipple. ] Won't you moan for me again?
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This is good. Just like that - he should be showered with attention ]
D-don't stop.
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Do you — seriously want me to beg? I know you want - to fuck me too.
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Please. Please fuck me. I want you, I'll do anything for your cock.
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Yes - yes, at least — at least twice. You have no idea how long it's been since I had a good fuck.
I deserve this.
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[ his voice is broken by a moan, and though he answered his question, he resumes kissing him shortly after. He's relentless in the way he rides him, very clearly chasing his own pleasure, shifting just enough to make sure Dottore will hit the right places ]
F-fuck, it's unfair that you got — such a nice dick.
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[ give him a moment, he's definitely distracted as Dottore shifts, and he bites on his lip, barely stifling a moan ]
You deserve — a nice puppet who would wake you up every morning with - your cock in his mouth.
How does that sound, mm?
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[ but he's interrupted by another moan, and he leans in, resting his head against Dottore's shoulder, gasping as he feels him getting close ]
Get to it already, I want you to come first.
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I can't - always sleep in here, you'll piss me off eventually.
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