Hizumi "every bad breakup song" Mizushiro (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bondsofsuffering) wrote2022-04-19 11:24 pm
bondsofsuffering) wrote2022-04-19 11:24 pm
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[He's definitely amused by those feelings, tugging Hurricane along - not even pausing at the bed in favor of pulling him to the bathroom instead.]
Hmm~♪ Liked that, didn't you?
[He's definitely amused by those feelings, tugging Hurricane along - not even pausing at the bed in favor of pulling him to the bathroom instead.]
Hmm~♪ Liked that, didn't you?
I mean. Liked is kinda a strong word.
[He did in fact,]
[Also the blush has not subsided, though he lets himself get tugged along]
[He did in fact,]
[Also the blush has not subsided, though he lets himself get tugged along]
[That gets him thoughtful. After a moment:]
And if I called you my pet?
And if I called you my pet?
[A definite spike of interest, and a stronger twist of humiliation along with it]
What about it?
What about it?
[Amused and intrigued.]
Would you like that?
Being my pet.
Would you like that?
Being my pet.
[He can't quite seem to meet Izanagi's eyes. The interest is quite pronounced now, and the humiliation, too]
...maybe.
...maybe.
What's there to worry about? You're already mine. And you should know by now I'll take good care of you.
[Starting with locating the zipper to begin removing his clothes, desire blatant.]
[Starting with locating the zipper to begin removing his clothes, desire blatant.]
I... I mean. You ain't wrong.
[His own want is bright and strong, and it grows along with the embarrassment]
But, like. Still.
[His own want is bright and strong, and it grows along with the embarrassment]
But, like. Still.
[He idly pets Hurricane's hair as his other hand begins to slide the zipper downwards.]
There's no shame in wanting. ...Or is it the shame you like, too...?
There's no shame in wanting. ...Or is it the shame you like, too...?
[There's appreciation, for the feel of Izanagi's fingers in his hair - simple pleasure, as always, and gratitude for the contact]
[Beyond that, the spike of anticipation as Izanagi drawsdown the zipper is quite sharp indeed, and the humiliation coils deeper at being called out]
[He does not actually answer that,]
[Beyond that, the spike of anticipation as Izanagi drawsdown the zipper is quite sharp indeed, and the humiliation coils deeper at being called out]
[He does not actually answer that,]
[There's a certain amount of satisfaction in having identified it, and he leans in to murmur into Hurricane's ear:]
You'll be a good, loyal pet for me, won't you?
You'll be a good, loyal pet for me, won't you?
[He's blushing all the way to his ears - manages a nod, embarrassed by the words, and by his own reaction to them, and by the knowledge that Izanagi can feel all of this,]
I can - I can try, anyways.
I can - I can try, anyways.
[A satisfied smile, definitely enjoying the fact that he's basically been handed the reins for now.]
If there's any trouble, I'll just have to discipline you.
[Well aware that was something Hurricane had been interested in. And then:]
Now, how should I pamper my new pet?
If there's any trouble, I'll just have to discipline you.
[Well aware that was something Hurricane had been interested in. And then:]
Now, how should I pamper my new pet?
[The want spikes sharply at the mention of discipline, and then again when Izanagi casually calls him "my new pet"]
[Also, he is dying a little knowing that Izanagi can feel it all,]
Thought I was supposed to be pampering you?
[Also, he is dying a little knowing that Izanagi can feel it all,]
Thought I was supposed to be pampering you?
[Amusement.]
What kind of owner gets pampered by a pet?
[It earns him a tweak to a nipple, through the fabric for now but likely not much longer as he resumes undressing him, rolling the fabric down over his shoulders.]
What kind of owner gets pampered by a pet?
[It earns him a tweak to a nipple, through the fabric for now but likely not much longer as he resumes undressing him, rolling the fabric down over his shoulders.]
[He gasps softly - jolts forward, at the tweak, and bites down on his lip, the little trill of pleasure obvious over the connection]
Could be - could be this one?
Could be - could be this one?
[He hums thoughtfully, mischievous and wanting.]
If you're good I'll let you undress me next.
[Another hair pet before he begins rolling the suit down around Hurricane's hips.]
If you're good I'll let you undress me next.
[Another hair pet before he begins rolling the suit down around Hurricane's hips.]
[He shifts a little - can't quite stay still. If the desire through the link wasn't obvious enough, certainly it's obvious by the bulge in his boxer-briefs, when Izanagi gets the bodysuit down]
O-oh yeah? What counts as being good?
O-oh yeah? What counts as being good?
Stay still for me while I undress you, of course.
[So he says as a hand "accidentally" brushes against that bulge, mischievous still.]
[So he says as a hand "accidentally" brushes against that bulge, mischievous still.]
[He gasps, a little, at that "accidental" touch - can't quite help the way he presses forward into it, just a little, before he catches himself and makes himself stay still]
[He flushes dark, caught up in the roil of humiliation, and desire, and the pleasure from Iznaagi's hand]
Ah - right. O-of course.
[He flushes dark, caught up in the roil of humiliation, and desire, and the pleasure from Iznaagi's hand]
Ah - right. O-of course.
[He pauses at that shift, approving as Hurricane stills himself.]
See? You really are a good boy.
[He continues in his work to pull the suit down the rest of the way - and then up again to hook a finger into the band of his boxer briefs, pausing to see if Hurricane really can keep himself still.]
See? You really are a good boy.
[He continues in his work to pull the suit down the rest of the way - and then up again to hook a finger into the band of his boxer briefs, pausing to see if Hurricane really can keep himself still.]
[The words "good boy" make it harder to stay still - make his flush go darker, even as it winds him up a little higher, want and embarrassment both coiled tight inside him]
[He bites down on his lip, trembling a little with the effort of staying still. But the deliberate delay, with Izanagi's fingers hooked there into his boxer-briefs, sparks another flash of want in him. He doesn't quite manage not to cant into the touch]
[He bites down on his lip, trembling a little with the effort of staying still. But the deliberate delay, with Izanagi's fingers hooked there into his boxer-briefs, sparks another flash of want in him. He doesn't quite manage not to cant into the touch]
[He gives a soft click of disapproval, even if inwardly he's pretty clearly enjoying riling Hurricane up.]
Looks like you weren't able to make it. Too bad - I'll have to come up with a good punishment ☆
[Though he will slide the boxer-briefs down in the meantime.]
Looks like you weren't able to make it. Too bad - I'll have to come up with a good punishment ☆
[Though he will slide the boxer-briefs down in the meantime.]
[He shivers a little, at the promise, which only serves to ramp the want up higher]
[With the boxer-briefs gone, it's obvious he's been extremely compromised for quite some time, fully hard, the tip already slightly damp]
I didn't move, like - much.
[With the boxer-briefs gone, it's obvious he's been extremely compromised for quite some time, fully hard, the tip already slightly damp]
I didn't move, like - much.
Sure - but it's important to follow orders exactly, right? Otherwise, what's the point of training in it to begin with?
[There's a playful smirk as he finally steps away, offering no more touches, even incidental, now that Hurricane's been stripped bare.]
I guess I'll just have to undress myself. I'll let you watch so you can complete your square, but... hmm.
[He makes a show of tilting his head in thought, even though emotionally he's been waiting for this with glee.]
Hands behind your back. No touching yourself - got it?
[There's a playful smirk as he finally steps away, offering no more touches, even incidental, now that Hurricane's been stripped bare.]
I guess I'll just have to undress myself. I'll let you watch so you can complete your square, but... hmm.
[He makes a show of tilting his head in thought, even though emotionally he's been waiting for this with glee.]
Hands behind your back. No touching yourself - got it?
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