[ at least by the time ryouma gets it to the address he makes an attempt to straighten up and look like he didn't just race over here like the place was on fire. it was a good incentive??? ]
[ Izō answers the door in his barely-closed kimono. Nothing has changed in the time it took Ryouma to get over here, judging by the suspicious bump below where he holds his kimono shut. ]
Get yer ass in here and let's get to it.
[ He doesn't give Ryouma a choice in this, practically dragging him inside with his free hand. ]
[ and so ryouma is just looking up from his phone when izō grabs him and pulls him inside, awkwardly standing with his back against the door once it's closed again. he isn't looking very respectfully at the moment, which is also why he's just standing here not saying anything. he probably forgot he still has the phone in his hand too. ]
Huh? Wh—... no. Surprised me a little, that's all...
[ in ryouma's defence... he hadn't expected to get dragged in. he remembers the phone now, at least, because if he's going to stare then he can do it while he frames a photo. true, that was at the time just a funny way to let izō know he was interested, but now that this is happening he will enjoy every single one.
plus it wouldn't be a complete set of pictures of izō without at least one where he looks pissed off~ ]
[ He doesn't have much time to react to the picture being taken but hey, that's what he signed up for, right? But hey!! That's not sexy at all!! ]
It's good if ya like seein' me pissed off... [ Is he blushing now because his confidence has worn off? Yes. ] Ya really want that for yer li'l collection or d'ya want somethin' better?
[ Izō jerks his head towards the bed in the corner. The apartment isn't very large; it is, however, messy and smells like cigarettes. It's fine. ]
Tell me how ya want me t' pose...Whatever yer heart desires.
[ sure, ryouma can tell izō what he wants and he will, but he closes the distance between them first, hooking his arm around izō's neck to pull him into a kiss. it's partly to dispel the awkwardness he'd introduced before he can kill the mood and partly because ryouma takes that opportunity to press something into one of izō's hands that he'd fished out of his pants pocket. ]
Go on and get yourself ready for me...
[ it's easy to be prepared when you know what's waiting for you. what he's handed izō is a little tube of lube that has a little picture of a cartoon fox on it. did he go into a proper shop and buy this? the fox suggests a tamamo-affiliated maker, so it's safe to assume using it will probably heighten the pleasure.
the cartoony writing is also happy to point out that it's safely edible and izō will find it smells lightly of a scent he finds personally appealing in this situation. as ryouma has been told, the scent varies from person to person, as does the taste.
honestly, he just thought the picture was cute so it's a win-win. in any case, never mind the fox. ]
[ He is not used to Ryouma being prepared for anything. It's just more unpredictable behavior from him, though. The only predictable thing about Ryouma is that he will be unpredictable.
Izō stays where he is for a moment to look at the bottle in his hand. The fox picture makes him briefly suspicious...How bad can it be? What's the worst that could happen? ]
Better make sure yer recordin' for this...
[ He flashes a cheeky grin before settling down on the bed. The scent of the lube is warm and familiar, something nostalgic about the scent that he can't quite place; kiseru smoke, a wood fire, a tinge of sea air and something boozy. Curiosity about the taste overcomes him and he tastes it -- persimmons?? It's distracting enough to give him pause.
Right. Giving Ryouma a show. He squeezes some of the lube into his hand as he spreads his legs. His claws make this a somewhat dangerous venture, but he's learned to work with them. He teases his entrance in slow circles with one finger, stroking himself with his free hand. Whatever is in the lube makes his skin feel hot and heightens the sensation of everything he's doing.
Izō's cheeks flush dark as a sheen of sweat beads up across his chest. It's then he starts to properly finger himself, unable to stifle the moan that follows. This stuff is dangerous. ]
[ what's the worst that could happen?famous last words. ]
Wouldn't miss it…
[ and it's true, he's all ready to go. he'd also forgotten about the claws — which is funny, considering what happened the last time — but seeing izō go right along with it without a word makes ryouma realise that he's done this before. he's blushing furiously now as he stares intently at the screen because he's being stupid and his mind has gone off on its own dirty tangent. maybe he should've started out more slowly…? if only for his own sake?
then izō moans and that's the end of ryouma having doubts about this. how could this be the wrong decision when everyone is winning?
he looks up from the screen to answer the question, which does nothing for the state of the blush, but he clearly approves. ]
Even better than I imagined. You're doing so good, Izō…
[ Ryouma's praise goes straight to his dick. He's going to blame that on the lube and not his unaddressed praise kink. It does the trick to get him even more into it than he already is, spreading his legs a little farther as he adds a second finger.
Izō looks wild in addition to hopelessly turned on with his hair loose around his shoulders and his sharp gaze trained on Ryouma. It's strange he's so comfortable in his changed body that Ryouma looking at him like this doesn't bother him. Sure, they fucked before, but Izō was blind at that point and couldn't see the way Ryouma looked at him. Maybe it wasn't good, maybe it was with pity and disgust. Doesn't matter now seeing the way Ryouma looks at him now.
He fucks himself with his fingers with wild abandon, needy moans and whines flowing from him. ]
Fuck...I can barely stand it...Get yer ass over here and lemme suck yer dick.
[ well shit. ryouma hadn't expected to become a participant so soon, but he's hardly complaining. it's difficult to watch and pretend like it isn't having an effect anyway, especially when izō can just look and see what he's accomplished so far.
that's one reason not to bother adjusting anything before he closes the distance to stand at the foot of the bed, since izō is just going to have to take care of that anyway. it's a little uncomfortable since the material doesn't have much give, but for that reason it entirely outlines the obvious bulge in his pants. ryouma watches izō's expression as he undoes his belt, biting his lip a little when he loosens the button as well and releases some of the pressure. he leans closer and pulls izō into another kiss — obviously quite a bit more heated now than the one earlier — before he straightens up again slowly. this will be a very good video for sure. ]
[ Izō sits up on his knees with a grin as he palms Ryouma's erection through his pants. With just one hand, he manages to pull Ryouma's cock free, stroking it as he continues to fuck himself with his fingers. ]
Shit, all that jus' for me?
[ His breath is hot against Ryouma's dick and he gives it a teasing lick. It's less of a tease and more of a warning because he doesn't hesitate to take in as much as he can, practically choking himself in his enthusiasm. Izō swallows around him as he looks up, eyes watering from the effort. ]
[ ryouma can't not laugh at that a little. it's impossible! and he turns a brighter shade of red than he already is. should he respond to that? his mind has gone completely blank just watching izō and it's lucky he's even managed to remember to get the camera ready. horny brain knows what it wants and knows he's gonna be disappointed later if he doesn't get this while he has the chance. ]
Fuck, Izō—... 's good...
[ ryouma was probably expecting there to be more teasing because izō taking him all in, all at once is definitely a surprise. being unprepared means he can't think to keep himself quiet and so izō is treated to the unfiltered sight and sound. he really can't let anyone else watch this thing... ]
[ Izō pulls back before he chokes, then immediately sets a slow yet steady pace. He focuses on mostly the head of Ryouma's cock, stroking what isn't in his mouth with his free hand. This turns him on probably as much as it gets Ryouma off, judging by how flushed his face is and how he fucks himself with his fingers a little faster. It feels good to know Ryouma likes it and to give him pleasure like this.
Izō doesn't break his gaze as he works Ryouma's cock, seeking to get more reactions out of him. His completely uncensored reactions are the perfect motivation to get Izō to work harder. More of that, please...and maybe don't show him the video later. Izō would probably be embarrassed by his own behavior... ]
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[ An address follows along with a short video of Izō stroking himself as further incentive. ]
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it was a good incentive???]I'm outside.
[ sure, he could knock but this is easier. ]
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Get yer ass in here and let's get to it.
[ He doesn't give Ryouma a choice in this, practically dragging him inside with his free hand. ]
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Gonna jus' stand there like that? Starin' at me like a fuckin' dead fish?
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[ in ryouma's defence... he hadn't expected to get dragged in. he remembers the phone now, at least, because if he's going to stare then he can do it while he frames a photo. true, that was at the time just a funny way to let izō know he was interested, but now that this is happening he will enjoy every single one.
plus it wouldn't be a complete set of pictures of izō without at least one where he looks pissed off~ ]
How's that?
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It's good if ya like seein' me pissed off... [ Is he blushing now because his confidence has worn off? Yes. ] Ya really want that for yer li'l collection or d'ya want somethin' better?
[ Izō jerks his head towards the bed in the corner. The apartment isn't very large; it is, however, messy and smells like cigarettes. It's fine. ]
Tell me how ya want me t' pose...Whatever yer heart desires.
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[ sure, ryouma can tell izō what he wants and he will, but he closes the distance between them first, hooking his arm around izō's neck to pull him into a kiss. it's partly to dispel the awkwardness he'd introduced before he can kill the mood and partly because ryouma takes that opportunity to press something into one of izō's hands that he'd fished out of his pants pocket. ]
Go on and get yourself ready for me...
[ it's easy to be prepared when you know what's waiting for you. what he's handed izō is a little tube of lube that has a little picture of a cartoon fox on it. did he go into a proper shop and buy this? the fox suggests a tamamo-affiliated maker, so it's safe to assume using it will probably heighten the pleasure.
the cartoony writing is also happy to point out that it's safely edible and izō will find it smells lightly of a scent he finds personally appealing in this situation. as ryouma has been told, the scent varies from person to person, as does the taste.
honestly, he just thought the picture was cute so it's a win-win. in any case, never mind the fox. ]
I'll be watchin', of course.
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Izō stays where he is for a moment to look at the bottle in his hand. The fox picture makes him briefly suspicious...How bad can it be? What's the worst that could happen? ]
Better make sure yer recordin' for this...
[ He flashes a cheeky grin before settling down on the bed. The scent of the lube is warm and familiar, something nostalgic about the scent that he can't quite place; kiseru smoke, a wood fire, a tinge of sea air and something boozy. Curiosity about the taste overcomes him and he tastes it -- persimmons?? It's distracting enough to give him pause.
Right. Giving Ryouma a show. He squeezes some of the lube into his hand as he spreads his legs. His claws make this a somewhat dangerous venture, but he's learned to work with them. He teases his entrance in slow circles with one finger, stroking himself with his free hand. Whatever is in the lube makes his skin feel hot and heightens the sensation of everything he's doing.
Izō's cheeks flush dark as a sheen of sweat beads up across his chest. It's then he starts to properly finger himself, unable to stifle the moan that follows. This stuff is dangerous. ]
How's that...?
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famous last words.]Wouldn't miss it…
[ and it's true, he's all ready to go. he'd also forgotten about the claws — which is funny, considering what happened the last time — but seeing izō go right along with it without a word makes ryouma realise that he's done this before. he's blushing furiously now as he stares intently at the screen because he's being stupid and his mind has gone off on its own dirty tangent. maybe he should've started out more slowly…? if only for his own sake?
then izō moans and that's the end of ryouma having doubts about this. how could this be the wrong decision when everyone is winning?
he looks up from the screen to answer the question, which does nothing for the state of the blush, but he clearly approves. ]
Even better than I imagined. You're doing so good, Izō…
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Izō looks wild in addition to hopelessly turned on with his hair loose around his shoulders and his sharp gaze trained on Ryouma. It's strange he's so comfortable in his changed body that Ryouma looking at him like this doesn't bother him. Sure, they fucked before, but Izō was blind at that point and couldn't see the way Ryouma looked at him. Maybe it wasn't good, maybe it was with pity and disgust. Doesn't matter now seeing the way Ryouma looks at him now.
He fucks himself with his fingers with wild abandon, needy moans and whines flowing from him. ]
Fuck...I can barely stand it...Get yer ass over here and lemme suck yer dick.
[ That'll make a good video, right? ]
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that's one reason not to bother adjusting anything before he closes the distance to stand at the foot of the bed, since izō is just going to have to take care of that anyway. it's a little uncomfortable since the material doesn't have much give, but for that reason it entirely outlines the obvious bulge in his pants. ryouma watches izō's expression as he undoes his belt, biting his lip a little when he loosens the button as well and releases some of the pressure. he leans closer and pulls izō into another kiss — obviously quite a bit more heated now than the one earlier — before he straightens up again slowly. this will be a very good video for sure. ]
Go ahead. Show me what you can do.
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Shit, all that jus' for me?
[ His breath is hot against Ryouma's dick and he gives it a teasing lick. It's less of a tease and more of a warning because he doesn't hesitate to take in as much as he can, practically choking himself in his enthusiasm. Izō swallows around him as he looks up, eyes watering from the effort. ]
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Fuck, Izō—... 's good...
[ ryouma was probably expecting there to be more teasing because izō taking him all in, all at once is definitely a surprise. being unprepared means he can't think to keep himself quiet and so izō is treated to the unfiltered sight and sound. he really can't let anyone else watch this thing... ]
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Izō doesn't break his gaze as he works Ryouma's cock, seeking to get more reactions out of him. His completely uncensored reactions are the perfect motivation to get Izō to work harder. More of that, please...and maybe don't show him the video later. Izō would probably be embarrassed by his own behavior... ]