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[The pants don't go too far down, but enough to reveal the more detailed lower part of the undergarment. The silky white fabric covers his sides, leaving the central part with semi-see through lace. On top if there's decorative garter belt, hooked on pair of stockings. Oh, and then there's his very obvious hard-on, pressing against the front of the underwear.]

Is that something you're learning just now? Should I be offended.

[He makes another wordless sound, this one guttural and terribly wanton, and he shakes his head, dropping it back against the mattress behind him.] Do not ask me to explain myself right now my single braincell is in the head under the towel, not the one on my shoulders.

Aha, that so? [He huffs out a laughter and sits back, rocking his ass against that mentioned head.]

What should we do about it, then?

[He allows himself to just moan, writhing beneath Goro for a moment and curling his hands into fists around the fabric of Goro's pants.] Depends on-- nnh. If you want me to come on this towel or inside you.

Are you really that close? [As if Goro wasn't aroused beyond the reason himself. He reaches down to grab Akira's wrist, leading the hand up to touch the lace covering his lower abdomen.]

You can still remove one part of clothing. Which will it be?

Not in immediate danger of it but could be easily persuaded, [His tone is clipped, but not in irritation-- he is so ungodly aroused right now. His hand goes where directed, and he takes a moment to focus his attention on the lace, tracing it with his fingers. It really was pretty, even outside of being on Goro. It made his skin look tanned, as starkly white as it was, made shadows on it look darker, made his waist look narrower in comparison to his hips.]

[He licks his lips, biting the lower again.] Will you be annoyed if I ask which you'd prefer?

[The fine hair on the back of his neck stands up when Akira traces after the lacy pattern. He really has to hold himself back from bucking his hips up and directing those fingers to his already weeping cock.]

Maybe I hoped our practice at the casino had given you enough self-restraint. [Goro summons another smug grin to his lips, despite his disheveled state.] This is for you, Akira. So you can't just throw it back at me.

Mmn, and one day you'll get it through your thick skull that I get more out of seeing you happy than you realize. [One hand slips under the band of the pants again and back, this time, grabbing a handful of ass and squeezing.] But I want to see more of what you're hiding, so pants off.

Hah. [He moans, body tensing up when his ass is being grabbed. Yeah, more of that please. He doesn't offer answer to that first bit because ew? We're about to have sex, sir! Let's keep mushy feelings out of it. So, he reaches down to unhook the garter belt's strings off his stockings and then leans forward, hands placed on Akira's heads both sides to make it easier for him to slip the pants off.]

Then do the last part of your job.

[He keeps right on squeezing dat ass until Goro maneuvers so he can rid him of his pants, and the stockings make his own erection under his towel do another interested leap toward the very ass being revealed. Akira groans softly again, dropping his head back flat against the mattress to take a breather.] If I die tonight know I died a very, very happy man.

Hah, so I might finally be able to cross killing you off my bucket list? [He laughs, placing a kiss on his forehead. Lifting his legs he kicks off the unwanted clothing, leaving his bottom completely bare. His own cock hangs heavy between his legs, the tip resting against the towel.]

You did good, Akira. Now you need just to wait, okay?

[Another wordless groan of sound, and he blindly skims his hands down to Goro's thighs, kneading idly.] You did better. Don't kill me, unless you're into fucking dead bodies, in which case I guess I can't blame you.

Don't worry. If I end up taking your life tonight I will give you a proper burial and promise to mourn for your dick at least a week. [The words are spoken to Akira's hairline, lips pressing idle kisses on his forehead. Then, he sits up, hips hovering on top of the other's thighs. His expression shifts a little, to more demanding one as he watches down at Akira.]

Hands off from now on.

[He rumbles a shaky laugh, and follows Goro's eyes as he sits up, obediently moving his hands off his thighs.] Hands off, yes sir.

Don't get cheeky with me. [He clicks his tongue, wrinkling his nose a bit at that nickname. Then he places his hand on Akira's shoulder to attempt push him back down.]

I'm going to ride you. For that I want to just lie back like that and follow my lead. If you can't keep your hands to yourself I will not hesitate tying them up. Understood?

You're definitely the cheekier of the two of us, [He means your ass.]

[His eyes go wide, and his mouth drops open slightly, going decidedly dry. He is actually going to die by the hand of Goro Akechi, isn't he? Or more specifically, the ass of Goro Akechi. His hands splay where they're raised away from him, and then drop out to his sides.] Understood. [His voice definitely cracked a little.]

[Leave it to Akira Kurusu never miss a chance to shit post.

Satisfied with the other's state of submission Goro tilts his head to left, taking a moment to enjoy the sight below him, like a hawk (or crow) at its prey. Yeah, he thinks he really likes this look on Akira as well. Such a stark contrast to the determined and magnificent phantom thief, but still somehow all the same. He briefly reaches down to caress Akira's cheek, thumb tracing the shape of his bottom lip.]

Good boy. [He coos softly. But just then the moment is over and he turns to left, hands going for the drawer at the nightstand where he knows Akira keeps the lube. After receiving the half empty tube he uncorks it and begins to squeeze the transparent liquid over this fingers.]

I had originally planned to suck you while preparing myself. But considering your current state I think it might be a little too much. [Once his fingers are coated in the liquid he spreads his legs further, bringing his hand between them from the behind and begins to rub his own hole with index finger. ]

Or what do you think?

[He's always been a weird midway point between submissive and dominant, really. Porque no los dos, personified. Persona-fied? Anyway, he's happy to be whatever suits the situation best at any given moment, though it's worth saying that Goro is probably the only person who sees him truly submit. He huffs a soft sound at Goro's thumb against his lip, and watches him coat his fingers in lube with glazed interest.]

I am the last person on the planet who will tell you to not test my refractory period, Goro. [Which is to say-- suck him off and ride him anyway, push him into overstimulation, please.]

[He's already about to push his fingers in but stops at that reply. He blinks twice, giving the idea a second thought and withdraws his fingers, for now.]

In that case. Which do you want to see: my face or ass?

Such a difficult choice..., [His fingers twitch, and he has to tell himself to not reach up and cup Goro's cheek.] Face, I think.

Unfortunately, choice must be done. I might be flexible but even I can't give you both.

[But!! Face it is. Goro scoots back on the bed, moving behind Akira's thighs. He settles down on his fours, arching his back as much as he can to prop his ass up for Akira to see. Maybe not the best position for fingering himself but it'll have to do. He can at least try give his partner a view to his ass.

Then he Finally pulls the towel that's barely covering Akira away, revealing the no-doubt straining erection. Quickly wetting his lips with his tongue , Goro lowers his face just above the weeping head, parts his lips and places a kiss on top of it]

[He laughs when Goro proceeds to do exactly what he said he couldn't, bootypopping like the top 1% on OnlyFans. His hands curl into loose fists at his sides and he shifts his hips on the mattress to spread his thighs and let Goro settle, and the moment Goro's lips find his dick he turns his wrists to grasp the sheets. He's gonna need something to hold onto, he's pretty sure.]

[Exhaling, he smiles down at him and focuses on breathing evenly, biting his lip.] Take it slow, for both of us. [Meaning on his dick and Goro's ass, he means.]

[There's no way he isn't going to show off given the chance. Besides, having the remaining lingerie decorate his waist and ass would really go to waste if he didn't put his booty out like this!

He shoots a quick look at Akira, the gleam in the corner of his eye promising no good. Pulling his lips over his teeth and pressing his tongue flat, Goro proceeds to take the head fully into his mouth. He keeps it there for a brief moment, allowing his jaw to get used to the strain. Then, he presses forward and sinks further towards the groin with a seemingly ease. Once he has Akira about halfway in his mouth he begins to suckle on the organ, trying to add more pressure with his tongue..

Maybe not the best technique out there but hey, he's trying!]

[Technique is hardly needed when Akira is so utterly infatuated with the mouth currently swallowing his dick. He groans involuntarily and his thighs tense, his hands in the sheets curling tighter around the fabric, and he drops his head back again for only a moment before he angles it to watch Goro work.]

[He doesn't say anything, specifically, but when Goro sucks his expression pinches and he gasps sharply, his eyes falling closed again for a moment.]

[The red eyes don't leave their target as Goro keenly watches Akira's expression and the way it shifts under his ministrations. Satisfied, he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath through his nose, counting to three in his mind. After preparing himself mentally, Goro relaxes his throat and continues to sink further along the length, this time helping the process with his right hand. And so, slowly but surely, Goro manages to take most of the dick in his mouth and to his throat so that the tip of his nose is being tickled by the hair on Akira's crotch.]

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I remember that I have this icon

legitimately any shot where he's pushing his hair behind his ear is sexual tbh

that is very true. also insert Bread here