justicerebooorn | (no subject)

[bites his lip against laughing]

You're not wrong.

...

[just gonna keep his hand right over his traitor mouth thank you]

[climbing out of the dumb undies and running a hand over himself, entirely on display for you]

Was there anything else you've been imagining?

[time to bite down on that hand with a loud gasp, yep

and staring. time to stare at your dong.]

[let's just say it's well proportioned with the rest of him. he keeps his eyes on your face, licking his lips and sighing with a throaty undertone to it as he strokes himself fully erect. it really doesn't take long, though he's only touching himself the bare minimum. hmm, maybe it's because he's watching you.]

[eventually he's just pressed up against the mattress, trying to keep himself still, teeth caught on his lower lip]

Tell me what you want, Gotou-chan.

[indignantly, while he fists his hands into the sheets]

I want to save the world.

...

In bed?

[grabbing a pillow and THROWING IT AT YOUR DUMB HANDSOME FACE]

[catching it, laughing]

I'm just saying! That's not exactly what I meant, you know.

What do you think I want.

[there may or may not have been an emphatic thrust of his hips that was entirely involuntarily.]

[alright alright sitting down beside you and tucking the pillow back down beside your head]

Hmm.

[running his hands down your front to settle over your hips]

Edited 2016-03-21 05:35 (UTC)

[he shudders and sits up without warning, shucking off his pants and underwear

then proceeding to give his raging boner the most accusing look—how dare you, how dare you, this is your fault, look what you got us into—]

[leaning over and wrapping a hand around it, giving you just one slow stroke from base to tip]

[there's really not much else but whimper and curl in on yourself when the man whom you've been lusting after for the better part of a year just goes ahead and touches your goddamn privates.]

[pushing you onto your back again and arranging himself over you, straddling your thighs but not putting any weight on you, just kneeling over you on the bed]

Let me know if this isn't okay.

[trailing one hand down over your chest while he starts to delicately tease you with his other hand]

Oh, god,

[it's very okay?? super okay. so okay he's going to reach up and just start petting at any skin he can reach. where are the muscles. i wanna touch them.]

[they are looming over you at close range, so touch away. are you also okay with him leaning down to brace himself on an elbow beside your head so that he can kiss you while playing with you? because he's doing that.]

Mmnph, I—Date-—san—

[help can't breathe being kissed to death]

[alright backing off a little, just enough to look you over]

Hmm...?

[sorry need to put both my hands on that dick. oh, god, both of them fit.]

—ah!

[hmm well, that's distracting; he presses his mouth against the side of your neck, hips rocking forward into your grip]

...

You're quite... substantial... ... [that last word was really more of a whimper than actual syllables, but who's counting?]

[he huffs a breathless laugh at that, nuzzling you]

Was that approval, or...?