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[ He is way, way too good at getting Thoma to lose his mind. Even if the wishing bone(r) hadn't been in play here, Thoma would have lost just as fast and hard to Ayato calculated teasing. He's far too weak to just about everything about this man, and when stripped of the boundaries he usually keeps up, he's more than willing to grab hold of what he's always wanted from him without shame. ]

[ With or without the wishing bone(r), he'd be right in this same position, tossing away the last of Ayato's clothes and finally running his hands over the smooth skin of his thighs. His hands are hot to the skin, flushed like the rest of him as they move up to Ayato's knees, pressing them together and thus Ayato's thighs together. And Ayato probably knows where exactly this is going because Thoma doesn't hesitate for even a moment before he thrusts his cock between Ayato's thighs, rubbing straight up against his lord's cock with a shuddery groan of his own. ]

[ It's messy and unrestrained, the way he kisses and bites and thrusts against Ayato, without rest, driven by his desperate need for the other man and the dizzying feeling of his cock being wrapped up by him. ]

Want you- wanted this so bad.

[ He may not actually be entering Ayato like this, but the force he puts into his thrust undoubtedly makes it feel like it. This was it, the result of Ayato's teasing and coaxing, his long-time servant and friend openly moaning his name as he roughly takes what he needs from his body. ]

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{ where would he be without his ability to use words to his advantage? and it's rather easy to use them to his advantage with someone who he knows wholeheartedly.

he exhales slowly as hands roam over his skin, lets his eyes flutter between staying open and closing as it's particularly nice with the extra mechanic of touch in this world. his head tilts to the side when his knees are pulled together, and even he's thinking a little slower as it's only just before it happens that he realises what he plans to do. since he wants to be helpful, he'll tense his thighs too, trying to keep them pushed tight together.

and really, he's so very pleased that he's being more forceful now. he can't quite get the full feeling of it on his side, but there's enough that if he reaches down with his hand he can sort the rest out for himself as well. the fact that he got what he wanted though, and that thoma followed that instruction to show him, has his mouth moving before he can stop himself. his voice is hitched when he speaks, sharp and breathless, and his other hand twists to grip at the blankets that are undoubtfully half hanging off the bed by now. } Good boy.

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[ An actual whine pours from Thoma's mouth at the praise Ayato gives him and his hips jerk forward off rhythm as his words, like they always do, affect him to the core. It doesn't help that Ayato's tightening his thighs around him at the same time; all too quickly he's losing his rhythm in favor of just thrusting into him as forcefully as he can, gasping each time. ]

[ Strike that, between his gasps he'll try to muffle himself against Ayato's legs, head turning to bite the flesh above his knee, leaving marks in his mindless wake. He wants to kiss Ayato again, so much, but he can't give up this heavenly leverage that lets him fuck his thighs as hard as he needs to right now. ]

Ayato, Ayato, Ayato...

[ So instead he holds on tighter to Ayato, fucks against him harder and faster until he feels himself back up on that mind-numbing high just before an orgasm. ]

[ Because honestly who could last under these circumstances. ]

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{ at least the marks are hidden in places no one else will see, it's the only reason he can't be mad about each bite that's pressed into skin.

it's particularly hard to think as the moments tick by, his own hand stuttering as he strokes himself, fingers bumping against thoma's cock as he slides against him. he doesn't speak right again this time, though it isn't much help that despite no words coming out of his mouth gasps and moans are coming out unrestrained instead.

it's getting harder to remember how to move his tongue to form words, sentences breaking apart as he forces out merely two words that he hopes will help the other come undone completely and are, perhaps, the only ones he can bring himself to focus on in the heat of the moment. }

Thoma, please--

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Mmn-!

[ After the endless amount of begging Thoma has done during this encounter, he's completely unprepared for that soft gasp of Ayato's. Of course it unwinds him, undoes him completely in the way only this man could. He's helpless against it as he calls out Ayato's name once more and slams his hips up against his lord's legs. ]

[ Once again, he comes on soft command, spilling himself between those slickened thighs, over Ayato's hand and cock and front without restraint before falling back with a winded gasp. He holds onto Ayato's legs out of need for stability now as he rides that delicious high and tries to catch his breath again, blearily recognizing one singular thought in his head. ]

[ Did Ayato like it? Does he need help? Tend to him, he had to, he needed to. ]

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{ later, when he actually has time and space to think about what happened here, he may try to consider why being made into such a mess is actually so appealing, since when thoma spills over his skin his arm flies up to cover over his eyes as they scrunch shut tight.

his hand shakes, movements out of rhythm but faster than before thanks to that extra lubrication thoma's orgasm brings. ayato's teeth press into his lower lip, struggling with himself to not bite down completely. his legs ache so much by now, lowering so they can rest their weight against thoma instead. it's probably the reason why he's stuck on the edge, so close to tipping over but too tense to find that release just yet }

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[ The sparks clear out of his vision and more and more of his senses trickle back into his mind. Enough that his hand slide up Ayato's legs to gently help lower them; not enough to scoot himself back so instead he ends up right between them. Enough to drink in the sight of Ayato in front of him, his own come decorating his body in a way that pulls at his gut and arousal; not enough to yet fluster over realizing what he'd done. ]

[ Enough to see that Ayato hasn't come yet. Enough to help. ]

My lord- let me.

[ It's all he can manage to get out- a warning maybe? Before he's leaning forward, his hand moving to rest over Ayato's, to take over in stroking with the added heat of his palm. Before he's brushing his hair back so he can slip his mouth around the tip of his lord's cock and suck on it hard, with the greed of a man who hadn't just orgasmed however many times in the last hour and was hungry for more. ]

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{ it's much easier to let himself relax and actually enjoy the feeling of it when his legs don't feel like they're aching as much anymore. enough that his eyes stay closed this time, not scrunched but definitely giving into sensation with full trust thoma will be there to take care of him when he says those words.

his hand drops away easily, curling into the bedsheet, but he's taken by surprise as thoma does more than he expects and how is he supposed to last when he does that?

the hand over his eyes flies back above his head, not thinking as he tries to ground himself but it's impossible when heat consumes him. }

Th--hah

{ he can probably be a little proud that he can't even get thoma's name out of his mouth before his back arches up, hips thrusting to try and get more of that heat as his climax hits him hard and fast. it's pretty much the only warning he gets, even if it is a broken gasp. }

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[ Perish, just like he did when Ayato's hands had been on him. ]

[ Thoma's ready for him even without the warning, a hand sliding around his raised waist and settling at the curve of his back to encourage that beautiful arch and Ayato to press in as much as he needs. His jaw is relaxed as he takes in Ayato a little deeper, messily swallowing around him as much as he can. ]

[ What he's not able to immediately swallow is patiently licked off, and in his clouded mind he'll lick off more of the mess that's splattered onto him in his quiet pursuit to service, to clean his lord. ]

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{ for perhaps once in his life is mind is absolutely blank, eyes blinking open and vision blurred as his eyes are wet, having squeezed his eyes shut so tight and being so unprepared for what thoma's mouth on him would do to him.

all he can do it lay there and breathe, breathe hitching with every lap of the other's tongue on his skin. he can't even speak still, mouth slack and chest heaving.

it's a blind attempt when his hand shifts to try and reach for the top of thoma's head, trying to pet at his hair as a wordless encouragement. }

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[ Thoma has one new goal in life now and it's to get Ayato like this more often. He drinks in the sight of hid lord's orgasm, committing it to memory even in his still-waking state. Amid his lingering licks, his hand moves to smooth over Ayato's thigh in long, gentle strokes meant to soothe as he rides through the last waves of his climax. Ever at service. ]

[ The hand in his hair gets him to close his eyes briefly, soaking in the touch before following that bit of unspoken urging, continuing with his all too thorough work of cleaning up the mess he caused. It guides him higher and higher up the other's body, finding himself leaning over him once more, gaze flickering up to watch his face with hazed curiosity. ]

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{ it takes a little time, but his breath starts to regulate again, soothed and gently brought back down from that high with the soft touches and licks over his skin.

as thoma moves further up his body his hand slides back until he can rub slow lazy circles over the back of his neck, just under where the long strands of his hair are.

when thoma looks up at his face he'll be able to notice those streaks of wetness from where water had escaped his eyes and haven't been brushed away yet, but he looks utterly relaxed, almost sleepy as he basks in his afterglow. }

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[ It's immediate, the way he leans up to kiss away those tear stains with a care and gentleness reserved for only intimate moments like this. It's only after he's done kissing away each drop does he let his eyes lid, arching faintly into Ayato's touch against his neck. Every motions is soft and comfortable, reaching up to brush back stray strands of the other man's hair from his cheeks and voice warm and intimate. ]

Are you okay, my lord?

[ As if he hadn't the one who'd been completely out of his mind this entire time. Wasn't still rather out of it, considering he was still pressed so closely to Ayato and treating him with the familiarity of a lover rather than his boss. ]

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Mm? { he's distracted still, which is probably telling of how much stress and tension has been removed from his body after this. each kiss on his face has his eyes fluttering, soft sighs leaving his lips as he indulges himself in the moment.

and tries to not think about he's likely taking a bit too much advantage of the moment. which reminds him-- }

Am I okay? I feel as though I should be asking you that, Thoma. { his lips curve, laughing with smile a lot more teasing but it doesn't work quite so well when he's also melting under those soft touches and kisses

and in case bringing it up will make him realise and jerk away, that arm on the back of his neck curls around instead, dragging thoma in to lay against him. To make it worse he'll shift, whispering his next words into his ear. }

You're less embarrassed than I expected despite being caught in such a compromising position to begin with.

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[ He's dragged down without much protest, a sign he's still not quite of mind, and the way he nuzzles himself into Ayato, burying his face against his neck as if it were the most natural thing in the world for him to do just builds on the idea that he's either still out of it or thinks of this as some sort of dream. ]

[ The soft murmur he gives, warm and affectionate, just adds to the pile of evidence. ]

Mm, I'm great...

[ Ayato can undoubtedly feel the soft kiss he presses against his neck, along with the tickle of his lips as he keeps himself tucked up against the other man. His breathing is starting to even out and slow, a warning that he's finally worn out and about to knock out. ]

If it's you... it's okay...

[ It's definitely not okay, he would die if he were fully himself right now. ]

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{ the response he gets has something twisting in his gut, a thought that perhaps could ruin the moment if he lets it linger. instead he stays quiet for a moment, holding his tongue from the question of how long has that been so? that pushes itself to the forefront.

perhaps thoma had a lot more room to fantasise than he'd thought.

though in all fairness, he may be in that position now as well. how is he going to go forward not thinking about this or imagining it when he needs relief?

so he'll have mercy for now, and let his other hand stroke up and down thoma's back. the movements are slow, coaxing him towards sleep. }

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[ So, so much longer than he'd ever say outloud, Ayato. ]

[ It doesn't take very much to lull him to sleep, slipping into his actual dreams just moments after he feels that hand running over his back. Thoma's exhausted at this moment, the consistent flush in his face and wear on his body taking their toll on the man and his seemingly endless energy sapped for once. Now, he's soft and cuddly, curling in against Ayato with his face still pressed into his neck, his free hand looking for the other's to hold in his sleep. ]

[ Finally, peace falls over Thoma's room... ]

[ ... Until he wakes up, anyway. ]

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{ while thoma finally drifts off, ayato can't. he's hyper aware in comparison and much less exhausted. relaxed, definitely, but not close enough to drift off.

his hand will shift when he realises what thoma is looking for, fingers entwining at their side.

it's difficult to do at this angle, but he also tugs the blanket back over them, as time goes on thoma will likely get cold as unlike him he isn't exactly trapped under a hot body. it's hard to know how much time passes before thoma will stir, waking him from his slumber, but he's had too much time to think during it.




and it's hard to sleep when his thighs feel like they're too hot, skin definitely irritated from before. }

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[ Archons please forgive him for his crimes against Ayato's thighs. ]

[ Thankfully for Ayato, Thoma stirs after a short while, groaning softly into his neck as he starts to stretch out his sore body, squeezing that hand in his with affection. He's doing his best to be mindful not to disturb his bed partner too much in the process, carefully starting to lift his body off the other man's before he suddenly and very abruptly freezes mid-motion. ]

[ ... Wait. ]

[ Ayato can undoubtedly see the gears starting to turn in Thoma's groggy mind. ]

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{ it's less time than he expects, given how he isn't sure how thoma has any energy left after who knows how many orgasms and being like the thirstiest man alive when he'd come into the room.

he stays still, breathing evenly though his eyes are wide open. open enough that when thoma actually pays attention he'll be met with a smile. }

Hello. Have you finally returned to being yourself?

{ his hand isn't letting go just yet, on the off chance he tries to bolt away. }

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[ Ayato's voice tickles his ear, which is very quickly going bright red because that is Ayato's voice. In his bed. Under him. Under him naked, something that Thoma can very distinctly feel and just as sharply realizes in shock. ]

[ His head finally lifts- jerks up more like it and his entire face is impossibly red as he looks Ayato in the eye with a look of surprise and embarrassment and shame and wonderment all at once. The embarrassment is the strongest though, and it's a good thing Ayato has a grip on his hand because he does in fact look two seconds away from flinging himself off the bed. ]

A-Ayato-! I-! You-! Did I- You're-!

[ He nearly looks down between them to confirm they're both naked but snaps his head back up just as quickly because how dare he try to look at Ayato's naked body so shamelessly. ]

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{ ah, there we go.

even as he expected this to happen whenever that lust filled state he'd been in ended, it's still better than his imagination as thoma flushes redder than he remembers him being able to be. }

Perhaps try saying those one at a time, I may be able to answer then. And-- { the smirk he gets is dangerous, clearly having noticed him snapping his head up to stop himself checking. } --you can look, it isn't as though you haven't already had your mouth there already.

{ rip }

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[ If Ayato could hear his internal thoughts he'd just hear a loud-pitched screaming right about now. ]

[ Followed by a lot of 'don't looke down Thoma don't do it.' ]

[ But archons does he want to look down. ]

I- I apologize-! Let me go get something to clean you off with!

[ And this time Thoma really will try to slip himself out of the bed, though if Ayato keeps his holds on his hand he's essentially trapped. ]

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{ he is trapped, since he'll feel a tug as soon as he tries to pull away. }

Are you planning on leaving the room like that?

{ and while thoma does his best to not look down, ayato clearly has no fucking shame as his eyes dip to where thoma is clearly very undressed. }

Besides, { this should not be as amusing as it is } you already licked me clean earlier, rather like a cat.

{ at least he isn't bringing up the things he said, only what he did. }

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[ And like the obedient man he is, he is tugged right back in by that simple touch, flustering as his single method of escape is effectively cut off. But Ayato has a point, he can't leave his room while he's na- ]

[ He makes the mistake of looking down at Ayato while Ayato is looking down at him and it makes him go all kinds of red again. Oh. Yes. He's naked. He's naked and Ayato is looking. Even worse, it makes a certain part of him twitch slightly because all his non-panicking brain can think of is how attractive his lord continues to look. ]

[ Body please!! ]

[ The words bring back a flash of memory to Thoma's mind, a memory of being leaned over the other man, dragging his tongue over his hip and hazily thinking how delicious the man wa- ]

[ Flustering once more, he scrambles to pull a corner of the blanket over his waist and cover himself up. ]

I'm sorry, I was not in my right state of mind! But that is clearly not an acceptable excuse for doing what I did to you-!