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murderingjustice
2023-08-15 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Okay.
The past few weeks have been rough for both of them. Being stuck inside and unable to really do anything did wonders to Goro's mood. He had been crankier and snappier than normally, which must've been testing the limits of Akira's patience. Things like getting him to eat properly had become more hassle as Goro had lost his appetite for most things. Really. Nothing quite pleased him until he regained more of his strength back and he could be more independent again. Dress himself, take a shower and use stairs. You know, the little things. About after the week two things slowly began to turn back to normal... Or what 'should be normal'. Akira returning back to work and Goro focusing on trying to solve the mystery behind this world and so.
But there was still something that went unaddressed between them. Despite his recovery Goro still kept sleeping in his own bed, not quite sure how to close the gap between them. But that didn't mean that the intimacy was completely gone. There had been moments when their gazes met and lingered just a little bit too long, seemingly casual touches that made Goro stop. The yearning for Akira had never left him, only dimmed for a while.
So.. After dancing around the subject he just decides to go for it.
He waits until Akira's done with his shift and showered before taking his turn in the bathroom. After spending suspiciously long time in the shower he finally exist the bathroom, wearing pajama shirt ( one that probably belonged to Akira) and boxers. With water still dripping from his long curls, he walks up to their bedroom and carefully climbs on Akira's bed, curling around the warm body. Nuzzling against Akira's neck he presses a few light kisses on his skin, hand snaking under the hem of his shirt.]
The past few weeks have been rough for both of them. Being stuck inside and unable to really do anything did wonders to Goro's mood. He had been crankier and snappier than normally, which must've been testing the limits of Akira's patience. Things like getting him to eat properly had become more hassle as Goro had lost his appetite for most things. Really. Nothing quite pleased him until he regained more of his strength back and he could be more independent again. Dress himself, take a shower and use stairs. You know, the little things. About after the week two things slowly began to turn back to normal... Or what 'should be normal'. Akira returning back to work and Goro focusing on trying to solve the mystery behind this world and so.
But there was still something that went unaddressed between them. Despite his recovery Goro still kept sleeping in his own bed, not quite sure how to close the gap between them. But that didn't mean that the intimacy was completely gone. There had been moments when their gazes met and lingered just a little bit too long, seemingly casual touches that made Goro stop. The yearning for Akira had never left him, only dimmed for a while.
So.. After dancing around the subject he just decides to go for it.
He waits until Akira's done with his shift and showered before taking his turn in the bathroom. After spending suspiciously long time in the shower he finally exist the bathroom, wearing pajama shirt ( one that probably belonged to Akira) and boxers. With water still dripping from his long curls, he walks up to their bedroom and carefully climbs on Akira's bed, curling around the warm body. Nuzzling against Akira's neck he presses a few light kisses on his skin, hand snaking under the hem of his shirt.]
[Fat chance, buddy. If you two are gonna be close and intimate, Akira expects to be made privy to these sorts of things.]
[Suffice to say he's stunned into breathless silence by the kiss, and licks his lips as he's freed, idly smoothing his shirt. The second statement sits a little sour in his gut and he frowns, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt before looking back up.] You think I'm so thirsty I'd fuck around just because you're hurt?
[Suffice to say he's stunned into breathless silence by the kiss, and licks his lips as he's freed, idly smoothing his shirt. The second statement sits a little sour in his gut and he frowns, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt before looking back up.] You think I'm so thirsty I'd fuck around just because you're hurt?
[Akira was pretty well known to have the patience of a literal saint, but when it came to Akechi his fuse was frequently shortened. Something about him just ground his gears sometimes, especially when it came to trying to help him and being spat at like Goro were some kind of feral cat. More than once he walked away from him when he clearly needed help but was being a brat about it, and let him struggle to prove a point. He didn't like it, but forcing it only ever made things worse.]
[But things improved. He went back to work, and the space between them in just those few hours mended the petty arguments that came with constantly being in each other's space, Goro defensive and wounded (in pride and body) and Akira all too eager to compensate and overcompensate. Even as Goro healed, Akira continued to give him space and sleep separately, though he was always open about shoving their beds back together as soon as Goro was up for it.]
[So suffice to say, the dip in his mattress when Akechi exited the bathroom followed by his body curling against his own startled Akira, and the sharp intake of breath that followed his hand creeping under the hem of his shirt expressed that. He didn't dissuade the gesture, not by any means, but the startled chirp of sound he offered as he looked over his shoulder spoke volumes of his surprise.] Hello to you too,
[But things improved. He went back to work, and the space between them in just those few hours mended the petty arguments that came with constantly being in each other's space, Goro defensive and wounded (in pride and body) and Akira all too eager to compensate and overcompensate. Even as Goro healed, Akira continued to give him space and sleep separately, though he was always open about shoving their beds back together as soon as Goro was up for it.]
[So suffice to say, the dip in his mattress when Akechi exited the bathroom followed by his body curling against his own startled Akira, and the sharp intake of breath that followed his hand creeping under the hem of his shirt expressed that. He didn't dissuade the gesture, not by any means, but the startled chirp of sound he offered as he looked over his shoulder spoke volumes of his surprise.] Hello to you too,
[The tiny part of his brain is feels actually relieved that Akira didn't try to pull away or reject his advances in any other way. No, he didn't really think that Akira would -- but there was still a small fear that he didn't know notice until the other turned to look at him, eyes surprised but not dismissive. Good.]
Mmnmm. [Goro hums an answer and buries his face on Akira's shoulder, sliding his hand now properly under his night shirt and slowly running fingers up and down his side.] How was your day?
Mmnmm. [Goro hums an answer and buries his face on Akira's shoulder, sliding his hand now properly under his night shirt and slowly running fingers up and down his side.] How was your day?
[The effect is near instantaneous, the fine hairs on the back of Akira's neck and over his arms standing on end as he squirms in Akechi's grasp to turn over to face him. He hums back, with a little less certainty than Goro.] Mmn, uneventful?
[Akechi in turn shakes his head and rests it against his palm, folding down and closing his eyes.]
That's not it. I already told you I don't want you to hold yourself back. [a pause, then he adds] At least not because of me being weak.
That's not it. I already told you I don't want you to hold yourself back. [a pause, then he adds] At least not because of me being weak.
[Well, damn you. Here he had hoped that he could keep spooning you from the behind and not to face you. But Goro allows Akira to shift on the bed and turn around.]
I read a book. [Something that he's been doing a quite lot lately. The library might as well run out of books soon for him. But that's not really important here, so he doesn't elaborate further on the subject. Instead he reaches out to hold Akira again, pressing their foreheads together.
There's really no sexy way to say this so:] I cleaned myself up just now. If you want to make it more eventful?
I read a book. [Something that he's been doing a quite lot lately. The library might as well run out of books soon for him. But that's not really important here, so he doesn't elaborate further on the subject. Instead he reaches out to hold Akira again, pressing their foreheads together.
There's really no sexy way to say this so:] I cleaned myself up just now. If you want to make it more eventful?
Sounds like a good time, [Quietly. He knows Goro likes to read-- and he does, too, sometimes. Not always, he's always been more of a fan of movies and cartoons, but sometimes nothing beats a good book. He closes his eyes when their foreheads meet, then opens them again halfway at the comment.]
[There... really is no sexy way to say that, no. His face dusts pink anyway at the idea.] You want me to? [Also read as: is your wound gonna be okay.]
[There... really is no sexy way to say that, no. His face dusts pink anyway at the idea.] You want me to? [Also read as: is your wound gonna be okay.]
[What he wouldn't do to get Featherman stuff here...
Goro really has to hold back an urge to roll his eyes at that. No Akira, he went all the way to prep himself and tell you about it just for fun. C'mon. He moves in and closes the gap between their lips, pressing a light peck on Akira's mouth.]
We're done with waiting.
Goro really has to hold back an urge to roll his eyes at that. No Akira, he went all the way to prep himself and tell you about it just for fun. C'mon. He moves in and closes the gap between their lips, pressing a light peck on Akira's mouth.]
We're done with waiting.
[Listen, okay, consent is sexy. Even if he won't waste time pretending the thought of Goro doing lewd things in the shower with the purpose of getting his salad tossed doesn't make heat pool below his navel. Humming, he turns the peck into a proper kiss, just lips for a moment before he breaches Goro's with his tongue, immediately seeking with a curious hum.]
[Yes. This is much better. Less talk, more kissing. Goro parts his lips eagerly for Akira, welcoming the intrusion while trying to match his actions. Look, it's been a while since they kissed so he might be rusty.]
Hmm, [He hums at Akira's mouth, nibbling down at his tongue gently as he tries to pull the other closer, clinging on his shirt]
Hmm, [He hums at Akira's mouth, nibbling down at his tongue gently as he tries to pull the other closer, clinging on his shirt]
[In roughly no time at all, his breathing is labored, and he opens his mouth to just breathe against Goro's lips, opening his eyes to watch him a moment.] I'm surprised you didn't bring this up beforehand. [As in, before he took a shower and went to the effort of prep. What if he'd said no? They both know he wouldn't, 98% of the time, but still. That 2% seems like enough to deter Akechi from impulsiveness.]
[A fair question. Especially since Goro Akechi isn't exactly known for his impulsive nature. But honestly, the other option would have been him just bringing it up while washing the dishes, bluntly and clinically. Somehow, it had felt like if he'd have done that there would have been more room for conflict to slither between them.
This was much easier]
I can be spontaneous, too. [He says, voice low and husky.] Are you disappointed that I took the initiative from you?
This was much easier]
I can be spontaneous, too. [He says, voice low and husky.] Are you disappointed that I took the initiative from you?
[Akira laughs, gently, the sound purely enthused and in no way mocking. He swallows that husky tone of Goro's with his lips, searing their mouths together for a long few seconds before he draws away again, shaking his head.] Not the initiative. I'd have liked to watch, though.
[Goro just makes a face at Akira. Really, washing one's ass isn't exactly the sexiest thing to see. But for once he's going to silence the urge to info dump and bends his knee, brushing it against Akira's inner thigh.]
In that case I'd suggest you to try it out yourself. [Touch him already.]
In that case I'd suggest you to try it out yourself. [Touch him already.]
And steal your thunder? Absolutely not, [He makes a point of grinding against that wayward kneecap, using it to show Goro he's definitely already halfway to hard. Meanwhile his hands skim Goro's sides, touch feather-light, until he reaches his hips where he grips, possessive.]
[Well, it is kinda flattering that he gets like that just from kissing and a few mental imagines.]
Pity. [Goro keeps adding more pressure to his knee, bringing it up to make proper contact with his groin.] I might've liked it.
[And with the hand resting against his hip, Goro turns to lie on his back -- urging Akira to climb on top of him.]
Pity. [Goro keeps adding more pressure to his knee, bringing it up to make proper contact with his groin.] I might've liked it.
[And with the hand resting against his hip, Goro turns to lie on his back -- urging Akira to climb on top of him.]
[Never underestimate his ability to Get Into Things. He chuckles, the sound all gravel in his chest, and releases his hips in favor of following him up and over to hold himself up on his hands over him. He only stays that way a moment before he lowers down, laying across him so they're hip to hip.] Yeah? Not so sure it's for me, but I could try it sometime. [The "for you" goes unspoken.]
[A smirk sneaks to his lips as Akira hovers over him, the dark amber staring back up to grey jewels under the long lashes. His chest is moving up and down heavily, as the adrenaline and excitement spreads to his body.]
Uh-huh, [He nods and bucks his hips up to meet Akira's when their bodies meet, seeking for more contact.] But first we'll have to see how tonight's performance goes.
Uh-huh, [He nods and bucks his hips up to meet Akira's when their bodies meet, seeking for more contact.] But first we'll have to see how tonight's performance goes.
Hah, [The laughter is accompanied by a soft moan that manages to escape from between his lips at the friction between them. It makes shivers travel down his spine.] Does it matter? Knowing you, the punishment could be perceived as a reward.
[Well, too bad for you Akira. Goro's more prepared this time, breathing out heavily through his nose instead. But he keeps bucking his up, meeting Akira's motions -- the bulge clearly growing within his boxers.
Not willing to stay passive, Goro brings both of his arms behind Akira's back and slowly traces the outline of his spine with his fingers while traveling down to small of his back.]
Not willing to stay passive, Goro brings both of his arms behind Akira's back and slowly traces the outline of his spine with his fingers while traveling down to small of his back.]
[Disappointing, but it'll just make whatever sounds he gets later down the line more rewarding. His mouth curves into a grin as Goro explores with his hands, humming against his neck and gently biting the juncture of his neck and shoulder.] You're the one who got ready for this before asking..., What did you have in mind?
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