sᴍᴜᴛ ɪɴʙᴏx

[chemex]

because i am a ho and i write a ho. this post will probably pretty exclusively be expiation shuake fuckery, no pun intended, and i'm leaving it unlocked solely so it can, if i'm brave enough, be used as bonus AC. don't be weird, i'm specifically making a separate post for nsfw content so nobody has to see it if they aren't looking for it.

anyway, cw for smut and a lot of kinks, some of which are probably poorly negotiated if discussed at all. you've been warned.

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another ho here, reporting for duty!!

[murderingjustice]

[The idea had came to him from Akira's reaction upon seeing his Halloween costume. It had given Goro the last reassurance that he needed before trying something like this. Being forced to wear a maid dress for a Halloween festival is one thing but going his way obtain a more... racy, set of clothing on his own unprompted is another. But once the idea was on his mind it was hard to ignore.

So, about a week after the Halloween Goro put the plan into action. He, somehow, managed to order a set of simple white lingerie from Rin's Tailor Shop, without being overwhelmed by the embarrassment. God, how does he miss being able order things from online. Such a luxury would make these things much easier. Well, anyway! Once collecting his purchase he makes his way to their shared apartment to try it on.

The top looks a little odd against his flat chest. His form is just a tad bit too broad and hard, making it look somewhat awkward. The lower part, however? Aside from the obvious bulge between his legs, it actually looks good? The lingerie is only flattering to the round shape of his ass and narrow waist. Goro observes is reflection a bit from the mirror, not quite sure how to feel about the image looking back at him. He looks good, there's no question about that. But still, there's a small sting of conflict within him.

But oh well. Since he's gotten this far there's no way he'll give any room for doubt to take root. So, he pulls sweat pants and a loose shirt over the undergarment and checks his reflection again. Good. You can't really see the outline of the bra through his shirt, not unless you knew to look for it. Good. Now that everything is ready, he reaches for his tablet to send the text to Akira.]

once you get home i want you head immediately to the bathroom and wash yourself. understood?

[chemex]

[Excuse you what reaction! He was very well-behaved. If you consider absconding to probably rub one out behaving, at least.]

[Anyway he might be a little stupid. He looks at the message for a while, processing it, and wedges his nose into his armpit to make sure he doesn't Actually Stink. He's starting to think he sweats coffee at this point, so Goro's command falls on confused ears.]

any particular reason?

[murderingjustice]

because I prefer to have you as clean and hygienic as possible, idiot.

[chemex]

[Goro's specific use of the word "have" catches in one of the folds of Akira's brain and he trips over it like a clumsy child for a solid fifteen seconds.]

OH
you're propositioning me
oh my god

[murderingjustice]

[Oh god what an idiot. Goro really does wonder sometimes that why he finds this dumbass so attractive.]

glad you finally caught up.

you act like the idea of me doing so is unheard of.

[chemex]

i'm at work and trying to keep the horny for my partner to a minimum!

[What he doesn't say is that it's unexpected every time. He's always startled-- it's nice, but he's still unused to active advances.]

[murderingjustice]

well now you have something to motivate you to work faster. let's say, if you manage to make it home in less than 10 minutes after your shift I'll gift you with a surprise.

I'll be waiting.

continued from mistletoe tdm;

[chemex]

[boop]

[Grinning smugly, Akira just continues to walk, folding his arms under Goro's backside to support him.] Mmn, no, I don't think I will.

[murderingjustice]

[Akira Kurusu, you absolute menace!! Goro just flails awkwardly on his arms. The embarrassment is clearly creeping to his voice. ]

I'm serious put me down! [Look who's the one now making a scene?]

[chemex]

Shhh, you know you're only going to garner more attention making a fuss like that. [He slows down.] Unless you want people to see me carting you off.

[murderingjustice]

You fucking piece of shit.

[Goro hisses through his teeth, throwing him angry looks. Though, in reality his protests are nothing more than one of a angry and petulant kitten. He keeps muttering curses at Akira during their entire trip, but at least he stopped squirming. And when they finally make their way to the apartment Goro's fallen silent, burying his face in his gloved hands, trying to shield himself from any curious looks.]

[chemex]

Not yet I'm not, [His tone is saccharine, grinning hard enough it alters his tone as he drinks in the sight of Goro hiding in his hands as he is. God, he's so fucking cute? What the fuck.]

[murderingjustice]

[Akira please...

The stupid pun makes Goro want to kick Akira behind his legs. But instead of risking both of them falling down he just grunts "shut up" to his hands. Once they're at the threshold of their apartment, Goro reluctantly peels his hands off his face, revealing a rather flushed look.]

Are you satisfied now? Put me down already, or how do you plan on opening the door with your hands full.

slides to the box of sin

[murderingjustice]

[Goro keeps watching Akira from the corner of his eyes the entire walk to the spring. The other does seem to be able to hold himself together, but he can't help but worry.

Luckily the walk isn't too long either, in less than 10 minutes they make their way from the clearing to a more rampant part of the woods. The pathway leading up to the spring is narrow enough that they can't walk side by side. However, Goro makes sure to keep holding Akira's hand in his own as he walks in front of the other, wanting to reassure the other that he was there.

A few feet away from the spring there is a couple of smoothed stones set in a row. Clearly this is well known spot. One that is used by hikers and other explores who're looking for a break.]

Here, sit down. [He shuffles Akira closer to the stones, trying to get him sit down.]

waggles eyebrows

[chemex]

[Akira appreciates him, and a few times he stumbles for having closed his eyes to just follow him, literally blindly. Each time he makes a slight, aborted laugh of sound, opens his eyes, and follows along until he closes them again and repeats the process. He tangles their fingers when the path narrows, and goes surprisingly easily when Goro gets them to the stones.]

[Plaintively, he reaches up for Goro once he's seated.]

[murderingjustice]

[The red eyes look down at him softly, hand extending out to meet Akira's. But instead of sitting down next to him, Goro decides to kneel in front of him -- the free hand resting against Akira's knee.]

[chemex]

[He doesn't check his expression, plainly fond, and plainly wanton as he tangles their fingers again.] Hi.

[murderingjustice]

[Oh. Well, to be completely honest, that wasn't the expression that he had expected to see on Akira's face. But it definitely is preferred one to compared to panic and pain that he had showcased back at the shooting range.

His own lips curl up in a small, content smile and he brings their joined hands against his cheek.]

Hi. So there you are.

[chemex]

Mmn, [A slight, affirmative hum of sound, and he sits up and forward a little, craning to try and reach Goro's lips. It doesn't quite work, being that Goro is knelt and Akira is sitting on his butt, but the intent is clear.]

it's time for congrats on your mental breakdown sex

[chemex]

[In the long run, his attempts to keep his approximate three Chernobyl-scale meltdowns during his time away a secret from Goro had not gone especially well. There was the drunken failure to mute himself crying so hard he feared he might collapse his other lung, luckily ending the call before he threw up nearly the entire six pack of shitty beer he'd decided to ingest, and at least a dozen embarrassing texts exchanged.]

[But he felt better, overall. He figured that was the important thing.]

[So getting back to Aldrip and finding Goro absent from the house required a little text-based taunting and finally a phone call he didn't hang up on, and when Goro got home he wasted no time in throwing his arms around his neck and leaning as close to his body as he could within the parameters of having a skeleton. Were he able, he'd have melded directly into Goro's frame.] Stupid to keep saying I missed you when I left all on my own, but. Missed you.

[murderingjustice]

[It honestly shouldn't come as a surprise to anyone that Goro hadn't done too well after Akira left. The apartment felt way too big without the other or Shoyu in it, the bed too vast and cold. So, he had avoided spending time there as much as he could. Turning there only to shower and change clothes, choosing to sleep in his now abandoned office.

Goro hadn't wanted to let Akira go, not really. But how could have he told him not to go when it was ultimately his own plans for revenge that had let the other one bleeding on the sidewalk. So, in a way, staying behind was just a manner to punish himself for his mistakes. There was even a part of him that had considered using this as a chance to cut off things with Akira. After all, what else could they be than misery and pain.

But in the end, all it had taken was on foolish, yet heartbreaking call from drunken Akira to make Goro forget such thoughts. Once he had heard Akira's voice he just knew he couldn't let this go. No matter how selfish it was of him.

So, when Akira eventually called to reveal that he was back from his little soul-searching trip Goro stopped whatever he was doing, turned around and headed straight to home. His heart was aching from the anticipation, body earning for the other's warmth.

It took about 20 minutes or so for him to get back at their shared apartment. He didn't even bother taking his shoes off - not that he had time to, mind you - and instead of rushed in to meet Akira in the hug, wrapping his arms around the bony frame.]

[chemex]

[Akira exhales and his entire body loosens, pliant in Goro's arms. He's down so unbelievably and irrevocably bad, but he's gotten so used to this-- this skinship, this gentle affection that Goro only affords him behind closed doors. His arms tighten around Goro's neck and he presses his face into the hollow of his neck and shoulder.]

Sorry I was gone and dumb, I'm way less catatonic now.

[murderingjustice]

[Their bodies slot in together like always, winding in together perfectly. It was almost as if they hadn't just been apart for almost two weeks. Burying his hand deep into Akira's messy curls he keeps pressing them closer together. Breathing in the others scent.]

..You really need to get a haircut. [He murmurs against Akira's temple, closing his eyes. He's missed you, idiot.]

[chemex]

[Akira offers a crackly laugh, nuzzling against him just to make his wild mane of curls wilder.] Yeah, I do.

[He draws away but not far, and he hasn't let him go, just smiling tiredly at him and bumping their noses.] You have any plans? I'm ready to curl up in bed and sleep better tonight.

[murderingjustice]

[At first Goro almost doesn't let him move, pulling against Akira when he begins to withdraw. It's almost as if he fears for the connection and the tenderness they share at the moment to end from the slightest disturbance. But he won't hold Akira back, allowing him to lean away enough to look at his face.

For some, completely irrational, Goro's actually feeling somewhat annoyed right now. Annoyed at Akira for being able to look at him like that, like they had not just spent nine days apart after going through yet another traumatic experience. Goro knits his brows together, lips curling into a small sour pout as he looks at his boyfriend.]

I'd say you owe me more than just that.