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I can finally see that you're right there beside me

[So it's been awhile again. Since this shit anyway, I dunno how long. Weeks again? Things have really settled, too. It's slow going, but Raikou is getting better and better at this not being a giant douche thing. He stumbles often, and sometimes he gets frustrated and throws a bratty fit about it, but it's visible how hard he's trying. It's emotionally draining, in that it's endlessly tiring to push himself to change, and it's scary to feel like he's lost at sea as far as what to do and what to believe in. On the other hand, it's also immensely fulfilling -- because he's realised what it means to value something other than himself, and it's rather like waking up and seeing the world lit by sunshine for the first time. He's a little awed by everything, childishly, but it's nice.

And he's trying to do something nice right now, too. He's kind of a dumb noble about menial things, but he thinks that maybe Tsuyukusa would like it if he just tried out small nice gestures, so he's sneaking up behind him right now with a bowl of (rather messily) sliced peaches with sweet syrup drizzled (equally messily) over them, and a terribly amateur arrangement of flowers in a vase. HE MADE AN EFFORT OK.]

Hey, Tsuyukusa!

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[That makes him jump a little, in a combination of surprise and appreciation. His fingers tighten in Tsuyu's hair, but he doesn't tug him away at all -- it's rather the opposite.]

[He smirks (as much as he can with his tongue preoccupied as it is), and settles his hands on Raikou's hips, nudging him towards the seat he'd just vacated.]

[Why is it that you start all of your relationships by getting down to business, Tsuyukusa?

He's not complaining, though. He'll sit right back down on those pillows, pulling the tree with him and smirking.]

You're moving pretty fast, you know.

[He straddles Raikou easily, the movement having cut off his lapping for now, and licks his lips thoughtfully as he eyes the parting of Raikou's yukata before meeting his eyes. And looking decidedly smug.]

Want me to stop?

Not at all.

[He leans back, supporting himself on his elbows, and gives Tsuyu an "i dare you" sort of look. This is very different from his other experience (which is pretty much 100% being gently fawned over by Sakata), and much more up his alley. Even when he isn't expressing it through violence anymore, his preference still lies with the otherworldly -- the wild and rough, as it were.

That smug grin makes his spine tingle far more than any submissive flattery.]

Alright then.

[It's the dare in Raikou's eyes that makes him leap ahead so far in his half-formed concepts of what he'd like to do. There's really no reason to take things slow, especially not given that challenge to meet.

So he draws back, sliding so he's on his hands and knees, and drops his head to lap enthusiastically at the peach stain on the cloth covering Raikou's lap, as if to clean it.]

[Wow Tsuyu.

No but really, that's one way to get a very flustered face out of Raikou. Keep jumping ahead like that and he won't know how to handle it. For now though he just looks kind of stunned and quite flushed.]

[He peers up, grins briefly at the look on the human's face, and dives back into his ministrations. He's tasting the peach juice further and further up Raikou's legs, plucking at the place where cloth overlaps cloth with his teeth, all keeping a careful ear out for reactions.]

You aren't the least bit shy, are you?

[He sounds a little breathless, but he isn't pulling away. He's putting on a smirk despite his flush, actually, and reaching down with one hand to muss Tsuyu's hair.]

Did you expect me to be?

[He drags that top layer of cloth to the side, then, painstakingly slowly and using his teeth as he inclines his head and watches Raikou's smirk with a matching one.]

Not particularly...

[He has to laugh a little, to dispel his own nervousness. There's still a part of him that expects Tsuyu to suddenly lash out and break his neck out of vengeance. He's not sure how he's gotten so little punishment (from Tsuyu at least), and this... turnabout is still sudden. His cheerful, playing attitude is winning out at the moment, but he's still a bit on edge.]

But you didn't expect this either.

[Tsuyu hazards a guess, absently, then finishes pulling the cloth aside and ducks his head quickly, ventures a lick along the inside of Raikou's upper thigh.

Shy he is definitely not.]

No, I didn't. Actually--

[Well he was going to say more, but he's cut off by his own gasp. Probably a good thing, since he would have ended up saying something stupid and ruining the moment.]

Actually, you are a tease.

[He just snickers and gives his opposite thigh the same treatment, then leaning in a little closer and ghosting warm breath over the only piece of cloth between him and his goal, at this point. His hands creep up to settle on Raikou's hips, while he's at it.]

What do you mean by that?

I mean that you're having altogether too much fun trying to make me squirm.

[It's pouty, but it's a teasing sort of pout. He's got to be a little defensive still, after all. It's hard to let loose, and it's very hard to let someone else have control. It isn't that he doesn't want to -- but an entire life of struggling to always always always be in control of his world at the cost of everyone else's well-being is a difficult habit to break.

After all, the only people who have ever really been in control of him are people who have hurt him, and the association of losing control = pain is something he's reinforced for himself in both directions for a very long time.]

[And then Tsuyukusa deigns not to answer that, instead making short work of Raikou's undergarment and then licking a hot stripe up the length of his cock.

It isn't so bad letting someone else take the reigns, is it? Tsuyu won't hurt him, not now, and he'd like to think Raikou knows that.]

[He knows. He really does, and that's why he's doing this at all. It's because he wants things to be different than they've always been. It's because he needs this undeserved affection from Tsuyukusa. But that doesn't make his heart race any less, and it doesn't stop him from clapping a hand over his own mouth to hide sound he makes in response to the spirit's tongue.]

[He wraps a hand around the base, starts working over every inch with his tongue in long, languid licks. Tsuyu's not hurrying, or risking anything, content to just taste Raikou and listen to his muffled reactions.]

[Well it's definitely getting reactions -- Raikou's not much quieter than Tsuyu himself in this position, and most of that is because he's still, somewhere in his head, hellbent on holding back. Tsuyu really does like to tease, and honestly he has mixed feelings about that. On the one hand, the slow, gradual progression gives him time to think about a lot of things he doesn't want to think about right now -- on the other, it's hard to think at all with that kind of attention trained on him.

He'd try another snarky remark, but he's pretty sure it'd end in complete failure at this point, so instead he just reflexively tries not to squirm.]

[And then Tsuyukusa's hands are pinning Raikou's hips down, holding him absolutely still. It's risky, what he's about to try, but if he's careful enough...

The moment he thinks it won't work, he'll back off, but for now he's pressing the edges of his teeth hard into the backs of his lips, opening his mouth and taking Raikou's tip in, carefully.]

[Oh if they're very careful it could work. If they're not that'd just be awkward and terrible for everyone involved in more ways than one.

It's working so far though, since Tsuyu's more than strong enough to hold him down even when his reaction is to jump a bit with shock. The movement only reaches his shoulders though, and it's accompanied by a very whiny rendition of Tsuyu's name.]

[He backs off instantly at what he takes as a protest, making a semi-questioning, semi-apologetic sound in the back of his throat as he peers up towards Raikou's face, eye worried.]

[He shakes his head a little, forcing a laugh. It's definitely not a protest, but he's still somewhat tense.]

Don't stop unless you're going to do something else.

...Oh.

[He tucks his teeth back behind his lips then, and ducks his head to take Raikou in again, this time deeper.]

[Oh yes, he is definitely biting down on his own knuckles right now. That's much better, and his face is about as red as it could ever get right now. Tsuyukusa can count himself lucky. There aren't many people who can say they've seen him make that kind of face.]

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...that tsunmoe determined icon for this... now it's going to be ruined.

oh dear....

BJ face... as I like spam the same two icons a lot

ahaha ohgod tsunmoe BJ face.... as i ruin all of my icons...

I think this whinyface icon is going to become the porn icon for me...