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[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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[chemex]

[Suddenly self-conscious, Akira nods, his face also staining pink.] 'Kay. Sorry, I should've asked.

[murderingjustice]

That's not the problem. I did like it. [Perhaps a bit too much, even. He's gotten so used to sex at this point that Akira playing with his ass didn't subdue him like that and leave him a sobbing mess. The issue lies with the rational part of his brain -- making him feel embarrassed the moment he stops thinking about what had happened.]

I do like it when you do things like that, surprise me and push me into new heights. That's not the issue here.. It's just me.

[chemex]

[Akira frowns, thoughtful, and shakes his head, using his hand in Goro's hair to press his face so he looks at him.] The issue is never you. Not to me.

[murderingjustice]

[Goro in turn bites down on his lower lip, refusing to look at Akira's eyes for a while. He can tell that if he continues this path it will derail them for good, ruining their intentions. So, with a sigh he rolls to sit up, and eyes at Akira's half-clothed state.]

I want you to undress.

[chemex]

[Akira watches him, not quite frowning, but there's a slant to his features that makes it a near thing.] ...Goro. [He sits up with him, sliding his hand along his arm to reach his elbow.] I-- will, but. Talk to me a second.

[murderingjustice]

[Goro himself was just about to unbutton his own shirt. It was rather awkward to chill here with only his ass bare and wet. But he stops when Akira reaches for his elbow, coaxing him to raise his gaze to meet the grey eyes.]

About what?

[chemex]

[He opens his mouth, stops, closes it again and drops his gaze. "About what?" in this situation was as good as a "Leave it alone, Akira", and it makes his skin crawl.] ...mmn, nothing, I guess.

[Scooting back, he takes a moment to school his expression and posture before shedding his shirt.]

[murderingjustice]

[Yeah, Goro notices the slight change in Akira's posture. It stings just as much him as it does the other, making Goro bite on the inside of his cheek for a bit. But since Akira seems to agree to drop the subject for now. Good. If Akira gets to go without addressing his trauma triggered by a gunshot, Goro gets to go without addressing his own self-loath.

He goes back to undressing himself, unbuttoning his shirt and kicking off his pants along with his shoes. Then, with shirt hanging loosely on his frame he scoots closer to Akira, pushing him back so that he can climb on his lap.]

Did you still have the lotion?

[chemex]

[This is why they both crash and burn and why Akira keeps having Fucking Meltdowns, but it's. Fine,]

[He supplies the sachet of lotion wordlessly.]

[murderingjustice]

[They're both so inherently bad at this. Goro accepts the lotion and squirts some of to his fingers, reaching down to between their legs to grab Akira's cock. With slow and careful movements he begins to rub the member, sliding his hand up and down.]

Do you want to lie down while I ride you?

[chemex]

[He can't help the reaction he has to the contact, but he's glad for it, anyway. It's a distraction.]

[Which, he'd been the one to ask Goro to distract him in the first place, hadn't he?]

[His body curls forward toward Goro and he makes a startled, wanton little sound, his dick absolutely taking precedence for having been neglected for a while there. He reaches out and grasps Goro's shoulder, gasping as he processes the question, rocking his hips into Goro's hand with an uncertain nod.]

[He forgets to actually lay back down, though.]

[murderingjustice]

[Seeing Akira to react positively to his hand motions brings a smirk on Goro's lips. Good, this is good. Hopefully, they'll be able to move past the hiccup they just had and focus on what came here to do.

He keeps pumping Akira's dick, making sure to give the head a rub with his thumb, moving his body along. Rocking together in the same rhythm. It's fine if Akira doesn't want to lie down. He can ride him fine just like this.]

Are you ready? [With a whisper Goro lifts himself up so that he can guide Akira's cock in his hand right underneath his hole. It's.. admittedly going to be a bit of a tight fit. After all there's only so much that a tongue and single finger stretch him.]

[chemex]

[Akira makes a sound best described as a mewl, absolutely quivering now that he's back to getting sexual attention. It clears his mind to a blank state, which-- is probably good, for Goro's aim to ignore the emotions they threatened to delve into. He squeezes Goro's shoulder, warbling.] S-should, do you-- won't it hurt,

[murderingjustice]

[Lucky for them that Akira is such a horndog, huh.

Goro rocks his hip back and worth, making the dick slide along the cleft of his ass.]

Hah. You couldn't hurt me even if you tried. [He lets out an airily laugh. Then, setting his hands on Akira's shoulders he takes a deep breath and lowers his body on dick beneath him. It admittedly takes more push from him than usually to get the head breach his rim, but once it makes through his walls open and welcome Akira in.

Goro inhales sharply and leans his upper body back, trying to adjust himself into a more comfortable position. It's tight, for sure, but the rim job and the previous orgasm did loosen his muscles enough that it doesn't really hurt. There's a burn, sure, but it fades as the dick is pushed further in.]

Shit.. I---, fuck. Akira. You feel bigger.

[chemex]

[Akira sucks in a sharp, hitched breath, because-- hadn't he? Just before, hadn't he pushed too far, overstepped his boundaries like he always did? Wasn't that hurting him? Luckily-- at least for Goro --the sensation of being engulfed in a tighter squeeze than he's used to takes precedence over his mental turmoil, and Akira's spine stretches as he squirms, trying to keep still and adjust.]

[He makes another wanton mewl of sound, letting his hands find Goro's hips, where they squeeze gently in time with his labored breathing.] 's-- because we didn't really prep you-- fuck.

[murderingjustice]

[Maybe one day they'll be able to address through the all small and ever so subtle ways they keep hurting each other. They might not yell at each other anymore, but they still keep clashing and hurting, in their stubbornness in trying to protect the other. But right now, maybe it's ok if they try soothe their souls with coming in together, finding connection in physical level.

Goro finds it actually a little hard to breathe. His chest is rising up and down in a slow rhythm. It's almost as if the dick is pushing the air out of him the deeper he sinks.]

Y-yeah? Fucking hell, Akira. [He gasps out, keeping going until he's fully seated inside.] F-fuck. I fucking swear you're up in my guts.

[chemex]

[Just Horse Cock Things.]

[He makes a squashed sound in his throat and bows forward to put his forehead on Goro's shoulder.] I-if I wasn't before I w-wouldn't be, n-nnow-- fuck, I'm not gonna last, Goro.

[murderingjustice]

[Once Akira leans his head forward Goro immediately shoots his arms out and wraps them around his shoulders, bringing their bodies closer.]

No, you are going to. [He groans a command into Akira's hair, nails scraping the skin on his back. He takes a deep breath and slowly begins to rock his hips back and forth. It still feels a quite lot, making his movements rather awkward.]

We haven't started yet.

[chemex]

[Akira makes a sound not unlike a sob, but it's clearly just lost in the arousal of the situation, and his arms snake upward to mirror Goro's hold. He's shaking, breathing like a man drowned, and mouths idly against Goro's collarbone.]

Let-- can I, m-move, Goro, I need to move, [Goro you might want to knock him over so you can actually ride him on your terms.]

[murderingjustice]

[There's a part of him that is rather ecstatic about hearing Akira's shaky voice overwhelmed with the sensation of him. Ha, serves him right for what he put him through just a moment ago. Let's see how's the crybaby here.

Goro keeps drawing clumsy circles with his hips, all while hushing into Akira's hair. The movement should bring some extra stimulation to his dick, but not quite enough to be friction.]

Shhh. I'll let you move only if you do as I say, is that understood?

[chemex]

[Sex always feels heightened for him when he's emotional, somehow. He makes another wanton sound as Goro gyrates his hips-- it's not enough, but he desperately wants to do right by him, despite how much his dick would like him to knock Goro backward and piledrive him into the ground. He strains to keep still, whining softly, and raises his head enough to lick uncoordinated stripes up the column of Goro's throat.] Y-yeah, yeah.

[murderingjustice]

[Damn. Akira's dick has just the right idea what Goro likes... Maybe sometime later he gets the chance to pound him through the mattress or floor.]

Good, [He whispers, stretching his neck back to give Akira better access to his throat. He swallows air and spreads his legs even further as he unwraps his arms around Akira.] Lie down and bend you knees for me.

[chemex]

N-nnnh, [He struggles to comply with that directive, especially with Goro's neck right there, but battles through the horny fog to pull away. He's an absolute wreck, red to his shoulders and curls damp with sweat, even with it still being cool outside, and he's still vibrating in place as he slowly maneuvers himself to lay flat. Each motion shifts his position within Goro and it's like an electric shock every time, so by the time he's laying flat and starting to move his legs he's closed his eyes and is taking labored, hitched breaths.]

[His thighs shake horribly as he bends his knees, but once he plants his feet it's a mostly stable space for Goro to bounce his horny little heart away on. Opening his eyes causes Akira's dick to swell within Goro, the view from beneath him almost too much. He exhales and a throaty moan of sound escapes with it, as if he simply cannot control his vocal chords.]

[murderingjustice]

[Good job resisting the horny trap, Akira! Goro is so proud of you (and also turned on) for following his instructions. But when Akira moves Goro can't stop the quiet whines escaping from him as the pressure inside him shifts, the cock pressing on his walls from different angle.

Biting down on his lower lip, his eyes flutter closed and he's forced to spread his legs further apart to straddle Akira properly.]

Haaa--, [He moans, rolling his head to the side. Yeah, there's no way he misses the way the cock just pulsates inside him as it swells and stretching him even more from the earler. Holy shit, Akira!

..Though that gives him an idea.]

Y-you l-like to look, right? [With a hard gasp, Goro leans his body back to rest on the legs behind him. His other hand is placed on ground to help with balance as he reaches to grab his own cock and balls, clumsily lifting them so that Akira will surely get the front seat to seeing his own cock pierce his rim and disappear inside.]

You may move now. But keep looking.

[chemex]

[He is and always will be servile to a fault. He stays largely quiet beyond sounds he still can't quite withhold, bracing his hands on the surface below him to keep as still as he can manage with as heavily as he's breathing. When Goro reaches forward and raises his own bits to give a clear view of where they connect, a sound between a growl and a moan emerges from him and his hands move to Goro's hips with a ragged exhale.]

[His pupils are blown so wide his eyes look black, and he studies the point of connection with a startlingly animalistic precision before flicking his eyes up to Goro's to re-check for permission. You may move now, he said. But keep looking. As if he could look away. He considers his options, watching Goro's face for a moment longer as he slowly rolls his hips upward, and then dropping them back down to the lewd smear of body parts where they meet as he shifts them back, only to rock them right back up while he presses Goro's hips down. It pulls another rough exhale from him, and he looks back to Goro's face for approval.]