And soon enough, there is a polite knock on Junpei's front door. Which is kind of hilarious in retrospect since Choso is just standing there, muscular ass on perfect display to the rest of the world. Thankfully no one else is around, but he definitely did not bother covering up. What is shame?)
(Choso looks down at Junpei, brows raised at the sight of the look on Junpei's face. Then the noise he makes and Choso tips his head to the side.)
Are you all right, darling?
(Asked so tenderly and sincerely. As if he's not standing there, tits and ass out, an entire walking, talking, breathing fetish. He even reaches a hand out to slide it through the fringe over Junpei's face, pushing his hair gently from his other eye.)
(It truly was surreal, wasn't it? Choso often felt stunned by his own reality these days as well. It seemed too good for someone like him, for a curse, and yet here he was...
Being stared at like he was an entire main dish and dessert. He follows Junpei inside, closing the door behind him.)
I'm happy to see you too.
(As always...But he's starting to smile a little, because yeah, he caught sight of that bulge and knew what that meant.)
Although I think you might have me beat a little.
(He moves towards the couch to sit, but then hesitates, turning to look at Junpei.)
...Mmm...(Forget the couch. He sinks down onto his knees in front of Junpei and rests his hands in his lap, looking up at his boyfriend. Even kneeling, he is big, but at least this offers Junpei some sense of control maybe? He smiles.)
[ Junpei swallows thickly as he takes in the sight before him. It's impossible for eyes not to slip down over every bump and divot. How tightly the fabric clings to the other's muscular form, like he's one wrong turn from just tearing it asunder with his sheer size.
Slowly, nervously, Junpei reaches a hand out to trace delicate fingers along Choso's cheek. ]
... I'm sorry. I just ...
[ His voice drops to a whisper. ]
... I had dreams of being with a guy like you ... and now you're here ... and real ... and it's hard to handle sometimes.
(Immediate and firm. Choso always went so hard when it meant assuring Junpei or Natsume of anything they felt, of anything they wanted.
His tone gentles right after, his gaze softening as he tips his head against Junpei's hand.)
...I understand. (He has never had dreams like that before, but since arriving in this world, he had come to realize how sorely he had needed something like this. And now he couldn't imagine having it with anyone else.)
I like when you handle me, Junpei. (He cups his hand over the back of Junpei's hand and turns his face to kiss the inside of Junpei's wrist.)
Would you like to ground yourself in reality with me? You know you can do anything you want with me. (...) And to me.
[ Where he kisses, a tickle wanders right up Junpei's arm. He shivers. ]
Are ... are you feeling like being in control tonight, Choso? Or ... did you want me to ...
[ His eyes fall to that flimsy apron, licking his lips. ]
... take you instead?
[ The desire to please and serve was just as strong in Junpei. He always wanted to spoil Choso as much as he was spoiled. They switched roles with an effortless fluidity as their wants dictated. ]
(There is something so ungodly sweet about Junpei hesitating between taking control and relinquishing it. This was why Choso was proud to be his boyfriend, grateful even, so he could alleviate some of that struggle for Junpei.)
What is it that you want, my sweet bunny? I will do anything for you.
(As he knew Junpei would do anything for him. But dressed like this...He looks down at himself with a warm smile.)
I think I was enchanted to look this way so that I could delight you in ways unexpected. Perhaps you should desecrate my body.
[ The words fill Junpei with a sharp thrill. He steps back, hand slipping down to pop the button on his trousers slowly, never breaking eye contact with his boyfriend. ]
Ah? Do you want me to … cum on you? Or in you? Or both? You get me so excited …
[ Fabric slides down slim hips, revealing a cock straining against cute pastel striped cotton panties. He wears them quite often now, finding them comfortable and liking how they look on his body.
Once the pants drop to the floor he brings fingers up to stroke along his clothed length, breath catching from how good it feels to even lightly touch himself. To have those eyes on him as he’s worked up and vulnerable. ]
All for you. Every centimeter. It all belongs to you.
(Choso's bleed mark drips a small amount and his gaze darkens within seconds. There's an almost dangerous aura that snaps around him, but it posed no danger to Junpei. Only anyone (besides Natsume or Yuji) who would be dumb enough to interrupt them.
His eyes drift down to those striped cotton panties and his own body flushes up. His cock is held back by nothing but the wispy apron. It takes everything within him not to just scoop Junpei out and slam him against the nearest wall. He liked how they looked on Junpei's body too.)
Why not both? You act like you'll only come once.
(Said so sweetly! And then Choso is moving down, bringing himself to his knees and huddles up towards Junpei. He holds his hips firmly in his palms and stares up at him.)
Can I please...? (He nudges Junpei's hand with his nose, silently indicating that he wanted to go down on Junpei. Junpei didn't need to waste time with his hands.)
[ The decadent promise of the other’s mouth has him trembling in excitement. Memories of the feeling of being enveloped in hot, attentive velvet rushing back to him instantly. The prey animal fear of being consumed does tend to be triggered ever so slightly whenever there’s a mouth on him, but it weirdly adds to the thrill of it all in the most delicious way.
Even if the dangerous aura is not aimed at him, it’s a treat to be the source of it. To be so fiercely desired and protected. There are times he feels undeserving of that kind of emotion, but when he’s in the midst of arousal his mind doesn’t have room for those insecurities.
He’ll nod in approval, gasping as he pulls his hands away to allow Choso full access. His hand instead goes to card lovingly through the other’s hair, playing with one pom pom between his fingers.
A dangerous beast tamed at his feet. It’s dizzying. But the same could be said for him, couldn’t it? Outwardly he couldn’t be as intimidating as Choso, but there was a danger and a darkness inside of Junpei as well. He wasn’t as harmless as he seemed, after all Moon Dregs was still with him. He still held the potential to do great damage. But he’d been so loved and content lately that that side of him had been dormant.
If he’d ever felt Natsume or Choso were in danger, he’d become his own force to be reckoned with. ]
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(Only Choso would manage to make it sound polite and reasonable that they fucked like animals on a regular basis...Snuggling too.)
Thank you, Junpei. I'm relieved to hear you think so. I can do that. I can come over now, if you're free.
Not yet. Do you think I should?
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[ Because he's already so hard it's maddening.
Remembering this is his reality almost makes him feel faint. ]
I think he would be very happy if you shared it with him.
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And I will then :)
(Anything to make his boys happy...
And soon enough, there is a polite knock on Junpei's front door. Which is kind of hilarious in retrospect since Choso is just standing there, muscular ass on perfect display to the rest of the world. Thankfully no one else is around, but he definitely did not bother covering up. What is shame?)
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He thought he was prepared. He was not.
There's a strangled sort of sound as he looks up at Choso, suddenly feeling very, very warm.
Junpei. You should get him inside before he flashes the whole neighborhood. Junpei. ]
... ah ...
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Are you all right, darling?
(Asked so tenderly and sincerely. As if he's not standing there, tits and ass out, an entire walking, talking, breathing fetish. He even reaches a hand out to slide it through the fringe over Junpei's face, pushing his hair gently from his other eye.)
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[ Darling. The gorgeous, charming, built like a brick house man standing before him called him darling.
He has before this, of course, but now and again Junpei just ... spaces out from disbelief.
Because they're boyfriends. Boyfriends. Dating.
There's a ringing in his ears as he takes Choso by the hand and guides him inside. ]
I'm just ... happy to see you ...
[ Choso will not be able to miss the telltale bulge in Junpei's trousers. ]
... get ... comfortable. Yeah.
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Being stared at like he was an entire main dish and dessert. He follows Junpei inside, closing the door behind him.)
I'm happy to see you too.
(As always...But he's starting to smile a little, because yeah, he caught sight of that bulge and knew what that meant.)
Although I think you might have me beat a little.
(He moves towards the couch to sit, but then hesitates, turning to look at Junpei.)
...Mmm...(Forget the couch. He sinks down onto his knees in front of Junpei and rests his hands in his lap, looking up at his boyfriend. Even kneeling, he is big, but at least this offers Junpei some sense of control maybe? He smiles.)
This is comfortable.
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Slowly, nervously, Junpei reaches a hand out to trace delicate fingers along Choso's cheek. ]
... I'm sorry. I just ...
[ His voice drops to a whisper. ]
... I had dreams of being with a guy like you ... and now you're here ... and real ... and it's hard to handle sometimes.
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(Immediate and firm. Choso always went so hard when it meant assuring Junpei or Natsume of anything they felt, of anything they wanted.
His tone gentles right after, his gaze softening as he tips his head against Junpei's hand.)
...I understand. (He has never had dreams like that before, but since arriving in this world, he had come to realize how sorely he had needed something like this. And now he couldn't imagine having it with anyone else.)
I like when you handle me, Junpei. (He cups his hand over the back of Junpei's hand and turns his face to kiss the inside of Junpei's wrist.)
Would you like to ground yourself in reality with me? You know you can do anything you want with me. (...) And to me.
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Are ... are you feeling like being in control tonight, Choso? Or ... did you want me to ...
[ His eyes fall to that flimsy apron, licking his lips. ]
... take you instead?
[ The desire to please and serve was just as strong in Junpei. He always wanted to spoil Choso as much as he was spoiled. They switched roles with an effortless fluidity as their wants dictated. ]
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What is it that you want, my sweet bunny? I will do anything for you.
(As he knew Junpei would do anything for him. But dressed like this...He looks down at himself with a warm smile.)
I think I was enchanted to look this way so that I could delight you in ways unexpected. Perhaps you should desecrate my body.
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Ah? Do you want me to … cum on you? Or in you? Or both? You get me so excited …
[ Fabric slides down slim hips, revealing a cock straining against cute pastel striped cotton panties. He wears them quite often now, finding them comfortable and liking how they look on his body.
Once the pants drop to the floor he brings fingers up to stroke along his clothed length, breath catching from how good it feels to even lightly touch himself. To have those eyes on him as he’s worked up and vulnerable. ]
All for you. Every centimeter. It all belongs to you.
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His eyes drift down to those striped cotton panties and his own body flushes up. His cock is held back by nothing but the wispy apron. It takes everything within him not to just scoop Junpei out and slam him against the nearest wall. He liked how they looked on Junpei's body too.)
Why not both? You act like you'll only come once.
(Said so sweetly! And then Choso is moving down, bringing himself to his knees and huddles up towards Junpei. He holds his hips firmly in his palms and stares up at him.)
Can I please...? (He nudges Junpei's hand with his nose, silently indicating that he wanted to go down on Junpei. Junpei didn't need to waste time with his hands.)
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Even if the dangerous aura is not aimed at him, it’s a treat to be the source of it. To be so fiercely desired and protected. There are times he feels undeserving of that kind of emotion, but when he’s in the midst of arousal his mind doesn’t have room for those insecurities.
He’ll nod in approval, gasping as he pulls his hands away to allow Choso full access. His hand instead goes to card lovingly through the other’s hair, playing with one pom pom between his fingers.
A dangerous beast tamed at his feet. It’s dizzying. But the same could be said for him, couldn’t it? Outwardly he couldn’t be as intimidating as Choso, but there was a danger and a darkness inside of Junpei as well. He wasn’t as harmless as he seemed, after all Moon Dregs was still with him. He still held the potential to do great damage. But he’d been so loved and content lately that that side of him had been dormant.
If he’d ever felt Natsume or Choso were in danger, he’d become his own force to be reckoned with. ]