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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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.

[chemex]

[Akira, rather than doing as suggested in an entirely logical train of thought, simply puts Akechi's back to the door of their apartment and kisses him silent, all while artfully unlocking the door with the hand he moves from under Goro's legs. He leans into him, pressing him to the door fully with his hips in a lewd pantomime of intended activities, and when he unseals their mouths he licks his lips as he turns the doorknob, resuming his hold on Goro's backside and encouraging him to keep himself there by crossing his legs behind him if he's so inclined.] Never doubt my ability to get into a locked room, love.

[murderingjustice]

-Mmmph! [Goro hums to the sudden kiss as he's trying to catch his breath because wow. He really did walk on this one, didn't he? With the support on his legs shifting Goro quickly brings his arm's around Akira's neck and wraps his long slim legs around his waist to support himself better against the door. This, of course, also only gives Akira a better access to his body, slotting their bodies closer together. The new pressure on his lower body also manages to drag out a silent, involuntary moan from Goro. Oops.

When their lips finally part, there's a thin string of saliva connecting their mouths. But, oh oop, guess it's gone with Akira licking his lips -- which honestly sends sparks down to his gut.]

I guess I shouldn't expect any less from the leader of the phantom thieves. Right, Joker? [Because honestly? That's kinda what he's seeing here. Akira is usually more cautious about initiating the intimacy like this, leaving it in Goro's hands to make the first move. Well, he can't really say that he doesn't like this side of his boyfriend.]

Which treasure are you after tonight?

[chemex]

[Listen, okay, consent is sexy. Even Joker thinks consent is sexy. But even he has limits to how much he can watch his man get macked on by others before he gets possessive. His grin pulls knife-sharp, an expression rarely seen on him without a domino mask over his eyes.]

I've always been in the business of stealing hearts, but... [He shifts their weight to support Goro as he crosses the threshold into their apartment, kicking it shut once they're inside, and in the dim light the sharpness of his grin is about all that is visible.] Tonight I'm reclaiming a treasure as mine.

[murderingjustice]

[Kissing others sure had been... Something for sure. Goro had just mostly just pushed aggressive through 90% of them, focused on getting the deed done rather than enjoy the affection. Look, he might finally be fully comfortable with the intimacy when it comes to Akira, the only person out there that truly had ever caught his interest, but there might be some work to be done before he'll be able to receive it from the others.

The sharpness of Akira's expression only continues to send the sparks along Goro's body, making his pupils dilate and throat go try. It's been a while since he saw this part of his significant other..]

You might find the task harder than you initially thought. I might still taste and sense someone else on my lips than you

[chemex]

[His eyebrows raise, even if Goro can't see them, and he chuckles a deep rumble in his chest.] Then I guess I'd best get to work making sure you don't remember anything but my name, hm?

[He dives back in, kissing him soundly while shuffling to their bedroom in the darkness.]

[murderingjustice]

[The stark contrast between Goro's behavior when they were outside to this moment is almost hilarious. No longer is he putting a fight, but melting to the kiss, following Akira's movements the best he can. While his previous line was said as a teasing joke, there was some truth to it.

Having being placed in center of attention that he couldn't control, being touched and had affection forced upon him had left him tired, cranky and disoriented. It felt good to have Akira take the action, entrusting the control to him. It really shows how highly he thinks of the other, how much he cares and trust his boyfriend.]

Which one shall I be screaming, then. Akira or Joker?

[chemex]

[He pauses at the question, but shakes his head with a startled laugh.] Akira, [He breathes.] I have nothing to hide from you, so no codenames needed.

[murderingjustice]

[Goro reaches out to brush some of Akira's front hair off his eyes, looking into the clear grey eyes. While he thinks that the glasses do suit Akira, giving him a little unpolished look and ragged attraction, Goro vastly prefers him without them. Akira's eyes must be his favorite part of the thief, after all.]

Hmmm.. [He hums, leaning in to press his lips against Akira's.] I suppose that is warranted. I do not perceive you as a threat.

[chemex]

[Akira would falter in his dom daddy character if Goro were to voice such things, so it's good he keeps them thoughts. He hums back when their lips meet, and rumbles a chuckle between then.] I'll have to see about finding a sewist to make me a replica of Joker's costume for the days that you do.

[They reach the bedroom, and Akira carefully counts the steps to the bed in one fluid motion puts Goro down and cages him to the mattress with his body, looming over him.] Goro, do you remember what we discussed if you don't like something I do? [Wow his voice dropped to gravel just now.]

[murderingjustice]

I can recommend you a tailor. [He speaks against his lips. The person running Rin's shop was a quite adequate, they had been able to make the last garment he wore to their bedroom activities. But the implication for Akira to don in Joker's costume in this context? Yeah, that truly does something for Goro, deepening the blush as his heart skips a beat. He really shouldn't be too into the idea but still.

Goro lands on the bed with a soft "oomfh"-sound but allows himself to be manhandled to his place, crawling further in the mattress to give Akira more room.]

Yes. [He answers, the overgrown brown hair forming a halo around his face as the hooded red eyes keep peeking at the other behind the bangs.] Three taps. Like always.

[chemex]

[Another pleased rumble at the suggestion, and he grins at their joined lips.] I'll take that to mean you like the idea.

[Akira's expression is unreadable for a moment, but severe-- intense. A slow smile spreads across his mouth, lips pulling away from his teeth in a possessive, predatory grin.] Remember that, because I won't stop otherwise. [And he dives downward, trailing kisses along the column of Goro's throat and slipping cold fingers under the hem of his shirt.]

[murderingjustice]

[Well, it seems like Akira isn't the only one who's into cosplaying and costumes. Who would've thought! (now, if he only could find red spandex and have Akira dress up as Red Hawk..)

Goro stretches his neck on the bed along Akira's kisses, his heart hitching a little as he anticipates feeling the sharp edge of teeth crown against the tender neck.] Ah--, you think you'd finally be able to push me into using it? I don't think so. [But he still swallows air, feeling shivers travel down his spine as the cold fingers make contact with his warm skin.]

We need to get you gloves.

[chemex]

[Say the word and he'll make it happen, Goro. I'll get it for him with bonus AC tho--]

[Goro was right to anticipate bites, though Akira does take his time getting to them. He peppers down to Goro's collarbone and back up before nipping the soft underside of his jaw on his way back down, and then biting his collarbone a little harder.] Mmm, do we? I do like the feel of leather.

[murderingjustice]

[The scrape of the teeth makes his skin go on a goosebumps and his breath hitch. He moans quiet "careful"-when his sensitive flesh is being teased with a danger of bite. With his body heating up under Akira's wandering hands Goro is starting to feel like he's wearing too much clothing. It had been chilly day so he had decided to wear a collared shirt underneath one of his wool-vests. The fabric was being irritating against his body, working as an unnecessary restriction.]

Leather is good. [Goro hums, still keeping his voice in check.] I'll refill your entire wardrobe if you want me to.

[chemex]

Hmm, not all of it, [Softly, with another bite to his collarbone.] I would sweat too much in warmer weather.

[Picking up on Goro's discomfort, Akira extracts his hands from under his shirt and instead moves to unbutton his vest, taking his time with each button.]

[murderingjustice]

Ah-, [He whines quietly and closes his eyes, frowning slightly at the bite. Meanwhile the rational part of him wants to chastise Akira to be mindful of not leaving any marks, the lizard brain beyond the reason is enjoying the thrill.]

I know, ah-, I know how to dress up according to weather, thank you. I have seen you wear my clothing before. [As if it didn't go both ways, tbh. Seeing that they were roughly around the same size, it was just so easy to grab a closest shirt to wear at home.]

Akira. [He says impatiently, hands griping on the other's forearm as he's being undressed. Too slowly.]

[chemex]

[If Goro is displaying his collarbones to the masses in the middle of winter they have more problems than Akira biting them, tbh. He's being gentler on areas that would show, but-- well. He wants to make sure Goro will see the marks later.]

[His lips quirk and he shrugs, the whole motion fluid and lackadaisical.] It smells like you. [He undoes another button.] Goro.

[murderingjustice]

Of course it does. [He huffs as he exhales deep, eyes still screw tightly shut. This is the part he always finds so frustrating, he knows Akira likes to take his own time, watch him squirm as he teases him.]

Do you need help with the buttons?

[chemex]

[Akira just keeps grinning, shaking his head.]

No sir. I just like taking my time with you. [Verbalizing Goro's frustrations.]