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bakerstreet2020-01-02 10:09 am
meeem) wrote in bakerstreet2020-01-02 10:09 am
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body heat
Post with your character! They're now stuck in a very cold place of your choice. It can be anything, such as a freezing chamber, a cavern or a small cabin in the midst of a blizzard. The choice is up to you.
Comment around! Now your character has some company in this bone-chilling environment. The two of them share two things in common: clothes completely unfitting for this weather (be they summer clothes or even lingerie) and a blanket. A blanket? Yes, just one warm blanket and no other ways to escape the cold. The two of them will have to share it in order to stay alive in this weather. Don't worry, you're sure to find a common language in this terrible situation!
So, uh, have fun, I suppose. Try to not freeze to death!
Protip: friction and body heat are both excellent ways to fend off cold.
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he squeezes Ruca's hand, brushing his thumb over the other boy's. please understand, he asks in holding Ruca firmly here. there is an innate imbalance. Ruca's body will give feedback in ways Otonashi's cannot. Otonashi had gone with it, giving no answers of his own, playing safe, chasing the feedback from Ruca.
to grant Ruca guidance, Otonashi pulls his hand down along the redhead's collarbone, shivering, then down along his ribcage, the hipbone weakness he'd already disclosed, and his own clothed inner thigh, which nets another shiver as he bites his lip. really, he's pretty tender everywhere, with smaller areas that function as reaction levers. it would be—and had been, for Fujimaki—a pretty easy weakness to exploit and make fun of him for. ]
Yeah. Really. [ he tilts his head to bump Ruca's, using a free hand to ruffle his hair fondly. ] And now you come right out and say you want it, after I was working up to trying it somewhere else first just a second ago. You wouldn't have had to ask if you'd just left me down by your stomach.
[ he really doesn't mean to fluster Ruca, but if Otonashi's going to be honest about what he wants, then he's going to be honest about his intentions for Ruca, too. he gently tugs at Ruca's unbuttoned pants, trying to speak without using specific words. he had been a little unsure about tracing his tongue along the marks, worried for the other boy's reaction, but had no issue with the idea of trailing down Ruca's stomach and lower still. maybe he's weird for that?
with a small, clipped whine as Ruca trails his tongue beneath the redhead's ear, he tightens the vice grip his legs have on Ruca, reaches up to tug gently at that silver hair to expose some of Ruca's neck, and drags his tongue along one of the older markings, tracing it. ]
Remember I was being mindful then. I can't promise I wouldn't... ah, get into it and bite pretty hard. [ still, the idea of being taken up so completely and reliant on Ruca to even balance and quiet himself is both worrying and a little thrilling. so, on the back of a heavy breath, he speaks into Ruca's ear: ]
Are you really sure?
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His body is trembling a little when his hand is led along Otonashi's form and ends up placed on his inner tight. Just giving attention to Otonashi makes him warm and his heart is bumping like crazy in his chest. His skin is tingling and he feels so excited.
And then Otonashi speaks and with that alone Ruca whimpers, breathing faster.]
Y-you... what? Ah...
[He doesn't get too much time to think about the possibly of Otonashi using his tongue on his stomach and lower. His face becomes extremely red and he feels dizzy. But then he moans against Otonashi's skin when he feels the tongue over the mark on his neck. His neck is sensitive but the marked patch of skin seems even more sensitive to the affection.
Ruca presses himself closely and firmly to the other, not caring much about the sound he's making.]
I-it's fine... I-if you need it... [He's gasping, trying to breath. Yet, at the same time he presses some kisses against Otonashi's neck and drags his hands up again to pull the other boy's shirt up and remove it from him.
He's stuck between wanting to slow down and starving for more.
When Otonashi breathes into his ear, Ruca whimpers and presses his hips closer, then realizes he's feeling completely overwhelmed with all those sensations and ideas that Otonashi gives him. It makes his head spin.]
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pulling Ruca in closely once his own shirt is pulled free, he breathes into Ruca's ear, nearly panting between attempts to speak, false-starts, until he calms and quiets enough to manage: ]
Yeah... I-I might need it. [ "might" is almost laughable, but he bites it back, dragging his tongue across another one of the marks. ] But... I definitely need you.
[ truly, he had every intention to make this about Ruca, to keep the noise down this second time to spare the other boy's feelings if the innkeeper's daughter honed in on them again.
but intention never quite makes it beyond just that: intention. the reality is much more desperate, needy, and just as messy of a whirlwind the second time around as it had been the first time as two selfless teenagers set out to prove their devotion to one another.
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I-it's okay... I-I'm all yours...
[He's breathing heavily, but he wants this. He wants Otonashi to be happy.
But his thoughts stop mattering soon afterwards as he's too focused on making sure that Otonashi knows how much he's loved.
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The night leaves Ruca completely exhausted so he keeps on sleeping for much longer than usually, arms wrapped around Otonashi's middle and head pressed close to his back. He's sleeping peacefully without a care in the world.]
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nightmares never come to him as he's pressed up comfortably between Ruca and a pillow (the very same one he had used as an inferior substitute to cling to the previous evening whenever Ruca himself was absent). it isn't a bad dream that wakes him, but a sense of unease, a startle he can't quite place. he sits up, turns aside to see the sleeping Ruca, and carefully slides out to clean himself up and get dressed. Otonashi is in desperate need of that much.
after wearing his thin sweater long enough for it to be warm, he slides it off to lay over Ruca, a sort of gentle reminder of his presence. fixing Ruca's hair and pressing a chaste kiss to his forehead, he takes off to sort out returning dishes from the night before. maybe he shouldn't, but he helps himself to a some of the cake slice—despite its unfortunate sentiment—before disposing of the rest. hopefully, the girl won't misunderstand... he really had tried to be honest and let her down gently.
eventually, Otonashi quietly returns with a rather small breakfast. it isn't nearly enough for two people to eat and get satisfaction from, but it will have to suffice, so he sets it on the table and peers out the window at the heavy accumulation of snow. Otonashi considers heading out in it to scope out the situation alone, but thinks better of it—Ruca truly might panic and go out searching for him. ]
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He continues to sleep peacefully, then he feels those soft touches and the gentle kiss.
He wakes up long time after that happens and his eyes widen when he realizes Otonashi is not with him in bed anymore. But he quickly notices the other boy and relaxes again against the pillows.]
Yuzuru... Good morning.
[He smiles a little, wrapping himself tightly into the covers to stay warm.]
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Did you sleep well? I... scrounged up some breakfast. I know it's not much.
[ but there just isn't much, with the way the snow has been. he's getting to that. ]
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I slept really well... And it's okay. I'm sure it's good.
[Still wrapped into the covers and blankets he tries to move closer.]
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[ watching as Ruca scoots closer, Otonashi moves in to close the distance, loosely draping his arm over the other to grant him room to move as he wishes. ]
You should probably try to contact your family. The storms have been pretty bad still, so... from what I've heard, everything is still backed up. They aren't recommending travel.
[ which is, of course, precisely why he had the brilliant idea earlier to go out in poor conditions without proper cold weather attire to see about aiding the inn. Ruca and Otonashi both been camping out here longer than either of them really intended.
that, and dying in poor conditions had certainly left its mark on him. he wants to help, he should help. ]
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R-really? Oh no...
[Worried, he glances towards the window to see how bad it is.]
Do you think that there's anything we can do to help?
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[ he isn't exactly surprised that Ruca reacts so strongly, it's in his nature as much as it is Otonashi's. reaching a hand to settle on Ruca's head, the redhead leans in to press his forehead to the other's. ]
I almost went out to try while you were sleeping, but... I figure you'd worry. Contact your family if you can, then we can try. Together. I know the inn could use someone for a food supply run.
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...I just want to do what I can.
[But Otonashi knows about that. Ruca smiles a little, then looks down at the blankets that are still wrapped around him.]
So let's do it together. Let's help out.
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[ he leans in to press another kiss to Ruca's head, anticipating the embarrassment. because of course Ruca wouldn't be shortsighted enough to rush out undressed, but Otonashi couldn't resist the gentle jab. ]
Meet me out by the front desk? I'm going to go get more information. Take your time, and—ah, right, have some of that breakfast.
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...Thanks, I... I'll take a shower and clean here a bit? [He laughs softly, the red still visible on his cheeks.
He's silent for a moment before slowly removing the covers from around himself and standing up. It's a strange feeling to be walking around like this, but Ruca thinks he has to do it, also to show Otonashi that it's fine. He has to get used to it.
So he tries to pick up his clothes and act completely normal, even if he's avoiding looking at Otonashi and the redness in his cheeks is hard to miss.]
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but he can see that Ruca is earnestly trying to normalize being comfortable around him, so Otonashi reaches over and brushes his thumb over Ruca's cheek, giving him a smile. truthfully, he's seen plenty of undressed boys, between roommates and others in the sauna. Ruca has what Otonashi has; out of respect, he waves Ruca off and keeps his eyes above neck-level, if they must be on Ruca at all. he's cute, sure, but this isn't the time. ]
Save some for me to do, is all. Call home, come out and meet me when you're ready, or... I'll leave directions out front if you decide to really take your time. Eh, you're smart, I trust you... you'll figure it out!
[ and with another wave, he slides out of the room to scope out the situation further. ]
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He's quick to call his parents telling them about the situation. He feels bad when he hears his mother trying to hide the worry in her voice. It'll be fine, he tries to convince her. It'll be just okay.
She trusts him and makes him promise that they'll see each other soon.
With a heavy heart, Ruca leaves his phone on a shelf and takes a quick shower, then he dresses up, tries to get the room to at least manageable state (still blushing when he looks at the sheets) and finally runs to the place where Otonashi is waiting for him.]
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And you don't have anything else that needs to be taken care of. Nothing. I'm seeing a lot of laundry come back—
Nope! Anyway, so I told him I was only interested in serious offers and not flings, because I've gotta look responsible and completely together, yeah?
Try being responsible.
That's what I'm saying! Ugh, you get it. Here I am, doing everything I can—
Everything, huh.
[ when he sees Ruca, he clears his throat and tries to nudge her off. he's had more than enough. ]