was_no_monster | HOOKERY POST THE FOURTH

[...he actually looks mildly stunned in response. because as much as he's had it hammered in enough to accept that people here didn't share his opinions on his appearance, as much as he's done his best not to second guess Roy agreeing to this, that's still actual, tangible proof of Roy's interest. he did that.

blurting out:]

—can I kiss you?

[aaand promptly flushing in embarrassment]

[this is so cute]

Of course.

[shut up!!

leaving his hand on Roy's arm and leaning down to kiss him]

[Roy tilts his head up to meet him, reaching up with the other hand to cup his cheek-- he feels back with his fingers, running the pad of his thumb inside the back of his ear, anywhere that might be sensitive other than the press of their lips.]

[there's more scarring back there, more or less following his hairline; Kaito makes a startled, breathy noise against Roy's mouth when his fingers brush against it, his grip tightening briefly before relaxing again as he lets go. he catches at the hem of Roy's shirt instead— not like he's trying to get it off, just holding it.]

[oh... Roy is paying very close attention to how he responds. He brushes along that line lightly, murmuring against his mouth]

Still good?...

[practically purrs in affirmation, this deep rumbling hum]

Mmmn. That's an objective...

[aah... Roy is starting to get hard, so Kaito will actually have something to work with]

The nape of your hair?... Or a stitch line?

My seams. Possibly my scars in general, I haven't had the chance to check...

[starts to duck his head, only to frown— he can't really go any lower like this. which is a problem.

...letting go of Roy's shirt to wrap one arm around his lower back, and another just under his ass, aaand sorry Roy you're getting picked up so he can get at your neck.]

[whffyhgnf/!?!?/////???

LOTS OF THINGS ARE HAPPENING. HE KIND OF SQUEAKS, and laughs?? and goes very still????]

[...sort of belatedly realizing that maybe he should have given some warning for that and. also freezing.]

I. Excuse me, I wasn't thinking...

[HE SAYS, and then makes no move to actually put Roy down]

It. Is a considerable height difference. I suppose. Should we lie down?

That would probably be a better idea...

[letting Roy down. which really just highlights the fact that he's hard, but it was either that or carry him over to the bed.]

[Look I'm glad you are hard Kaito. He backs him up towards the bed gently.]

You couldn't feel me return the favor, huh?

[sitting down heavily after the bed thumps against the backs of his legs]

Nnno...?

[Roy traces the stitch line across his face gently, smiling. He stays standing, obviously hard himself.]

I'm grateful you have objectives, then.

[...inhaling slowly, curling his fingers into the mattress as he drags his eyes back up to Roy's face]

...It helps. And I... compensate, somewhat.

[tilting his head up again— not to press into the touch, this time, but so that Roy's fingers are on his lips, instead]

[Roy pulls in a deep breath, and runs his fingers over his lips... then slowly-- it was practically teasing, at this point, when they both knew what Roy had seen, and what this was leading to. But he pushes two rough, warm fingers into Kaito's mouth, the calloused tips brushing against his tongue.]

[since he's meeting Roy's eyes, Roy can see his gaze go hazy as his objective kicks in. while he doesn't quite moan, the noise he makes is pretty close.

shutting his eyes to try to shut out the feeling of his cheeks burning and sucking, curling his tongue to lave against the pads of Roy's fingers. the movement is tentative, exploratory]

[wow...

Lust had told him to try to be more dominating-- that it was what his servants wanted. Well, he didn't quite believe him still, but this specific situation... it was obvious what Kaito found attractive, and it was still awe-inspiring. But if Roy could give that to him...]

You look... very good like that, Kaito.

[the only reason he doesn't flush any harder is because if he did he would probably start bursting capillaries. he does open his eyes again though, looking... not affronted, exactly. but he's still checking Roy's face for sincerity— and he knows how ridiculous that is at this point, but there's still some doubtful, grasping part of him that wants to snatch at every bit of proof of being wanted that so much as comes in reach and hoard it.

...swallowing, deliberate, and letting go of the mattress to reach out and spread one hand against Roy's stomach, just above his cock]

[he's definitely hard and waiting, straining under his uniform. You're gonna have to get to it, Kaito.

He doesn't seem to want to rush, however aching he must be by now. He rocks his fingers in Kaito's mouth, very slowly.]

[that is absolutely not an incentive to get to it, sir. he moves with that with a quiet breathy noise, the fingers resting on Roy's stomach curling

but he isn't quite so distracted that he doesn't realize that things have gotten really one-sided in his favor, and while the thought of it staying that way is really appealing in a way he doesn't want to examine too closely, it also isn't what either of them is there for.

reluctantly reaching up with his other hand to grasp Roy's wrist and slowly pull his fingers out]

Colonel— Roy. I think...

[...moving his other hand lower to palm him, finally, as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of his pants and tugs. shifting towards the edge of the bed himself]

[man speak for yourself Roy can totally just do this to him all night. He was never one to demand return. But this was Kaito's fantasy, wasn't it, he wanted to suck him off--

He stops when Kaito stops him, immediately. And he lets out a soft, breathless noise at the sudden pressure on his cock - now that he's actually being touched it's too good. He comes forward when he's pulled.]

Nn... ready?

[his expression goes heated and kind of greedy when Roy makes that noise. if he wasn't ready before, he sure is now]

Mmm...

[pressing against him again before letting go so he can slide off the bed to the floor, not particularly graceful]

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