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God - it's so good.

You feel so - good.

[It's taking longer than before, to build - he did just finish, after all - but he's getting there, starting to breathe hard and fast]

Mmm... You're really cute like this, you know that?

[He shifts a little, then - hand dragging the hole in his fabric to the other side of his chest to play with that nipple, tilting his head to begin marking the other side of his neck, body wrapped around him as he strokes him, fast and firm.]

[He whimpers, a little - gasps, hips canting up into Izanagi's palm. His nipple quickly pebbles under the attention, becoming a hard little nub]

S-seems fake.

What makes you say that?

[He'll give his nipple a twist when he tries to answer, though,]

[Unsurprisingly, all that comes is a ragged gasp,]

See?

Suuuuper cute.

[But he resumes kissing along his neck and jaw, hand working away at his cock, thumb teasing along the tip on every upstroke even as he rubs and pinches at his chest.]

S-suuuper fake.

[But he can't seem to catch his breath - whimpers, a little, starting to tremble the way he does when he gets close]

[His lips press to his neck to suck at the skin, hard, aiming to leave a dark bruise right as he gives his nipple a twist, strokes hard and fast--

intentionally working to push him right over the edge all at once.]

[It's is extremely successful; he comes with a cry, probably louder than he intended to be, hips stuttering off rhythm and then to a stop entirely as he pulses out his completion]

[His hand drops from his chest, wrapping around his waist in a half-hug to keep him upright and close against Izanagi's body, his other hand continuing to stroke him through it.]

Your cries are cute, too, you know.

[Teasingly said, right up against his ear.]

[He whines a little, softly - tucks his head against Izanagi's shoulder, shy, even as the last of the orgasm shudders through him]

It's a compliment, you know?

[Tilting to press a kiss to the side of Hurricane's face.]

I like cute. So, I like you.

[His cheeks are hot from the flush, and he ducks his head a little - leans back in, and presses a soft kiss to Izanagi's cheek, too]

...well.

I like you too, so.

[He'll shift this time, so it's easier for them to properly face each other.]

Was I satisfying? Or...

It was real good.

Like - real good.

Good. You need more good stuff in your life.

[Leaning in to kiss him properly on the lips.]

[He makes a muffled sound of surprise, and then just as quickly overcomes it, leaning into the kiss with both tenderness and enthusiasm]

[He tilts his head to deepen it, arm looping around his waist to give him a one-armed squeeze.]

[He angles his head to give Izanagi better access - winds both arms around him, to tug him in closer]

[Allowing himself to be tugged, leaning in to the kiss, soft and warm and lingering before he breaks it to rest his forehead against Hurricane's.]

Y'know... next time, we don't have to wait for a maid live.

What, for kissing?

Pretty sure we do that all the time.

For playing around in outfits like this.

[Poking him right in the center of that heart-shaped cutout.]

[He flushes remarkably dark]

...I mean.

Would you wanna do something like that?

Of course. You react so cutely, too.

[More material for good-natured teasing.]

I - I mean.

I dunno about that.

But... if you wanted to try again, I wouldn't say no.

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