bakerstreet | sexts from whenever

[OOC: Assumed CR and misfires are fine!]

[ ota misfires or gen. m/m 21+ anything else. ]

I'm genuinely intimidated by how gorgeous you are.

But not just intimidated, right?

No. I'm also wet and wanting to taste you right now.

Hm, right now might be a problem since I'm on assignment until the end of the week...
...but the second I'm back, I'm yours. Phones off, curtains shut.
With you being wet, though, I think I need a taste myself. Maybe we should both get a taste, simultaneously.

Maybe we should because I'm already touching myself as we speak. I bet I can send you a picture and get you off from here.

[This dare comes with an image of her hand in her panties, clearly teasing with the promise of more.]

Hm, you're very close to being right. You've whet my appetite.
I might need a little more, though.

Tell me anything you want to see and I’ll show you.

Good girl.
But what do you want to show me, baby?

I want you to watch me come. And I want you to come with me when I do.

What a coincidence; I was thinking the same thing. See?

[ The picture Natasha sends is of her own spread legs, her slick mound partially hidden by gliding fingers. ]

You thinking about me with those fingers teasing you open? My lips kissing up your inner thigh? Or my hands roaming over your body? Maybe your mouth filling with my tits?

Those are all perfectly good options. Remember the time you got me off with just your fingers at dinner? I don't know how I kept my mouth shut.

[Guin sends another picture back; this one of her fully nude and sprawled on her bed.]

I want you to sit on my face. I want to be able to look up at you as I work your pussy with my lips and tongue, seeing how amazing you are as I please you.

Hm, me neither. Guess I'll have to try harder next time.
You have to give me credit, though, I was able to order and joke and completely keep anyone else distracted from the fact that you were melting right next to me.

You're beautiful.

Good, because I want to grind my hips downward, I want to feel your tongue slide up into me, I want to curl my fingers into your hair and cry out your name as I come.

You always look amazing on top of me. Moreso when you're coming and soaking my face with you. I stand by my earlier comment that you're the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen. Which is why I have every inch of you memorized and I'm pretty sure my mouth has covered all of your body. I want to see what you'd be like underneath me, though. If I'm just grinding down on you as hard and as fast as I want and for once you give me the control.

Good, because on top of you is one of my favorite places to be.

I'd tell you to stop feeding my ego, but I'm actually really okay with it.

You want control, honey? All you have to do is ask nicely, and I'll fall on my back and stretch out beneath you, slick and ready and wanting.

I'm good at inspiring people. It's what I get paid to do, and in your case, it's easy because I'm addicted to you. Show me what you look like right now. I want to see the gorgeous curves of your breasts before my mouth descends on them and how swollen your pussy lips are before I get you to that orgasm you so richly deserve.

Well, I wouldn't want you to go cold turkey or anything. You better start getting your fill.

[ The picture Natasha sends is a selfie, taken from above, with herself stretched out and entirely naked, skin flush and breasts bare and red hair haloed around her smirking face...with her free hand carefully laid between her legs to hide just a little of herself.]

You're such a fucking tease. Pun intended.

[Guin can't even argue because of her own history of being a rebellious smartass. She's grinning as she sends the text, which temporarily distracts her from fingering herself.]

Think you can turn the volume on that phone down? 'Cause I'm about to send you a video but you know how loud I get when I come.

Oh, I wouldn't say I'm a tease. A tease wouldn't do what I'm planning to do to you.

I'll put my headphones on.

Do I get a hint?

[Sent before she sends the video of her finishing herself off, up close and personal so Natasha can see her fingers plunging and her muscles contracting. Guin isn't obnoxiously loud when she climaxes, but she definitely isn't shy about how much she enjoys it either.]

Normally, no, but...that video is far too masterful not to earn a hint.
Particularly since you have me so wet with need I can hardly fucking stand it, so here:

[ The video Natasha sends isn't so much a hint as an answer: it shows a sizable strap-on, planted flat on the ground, with Nat slowly descending and letting the false cock slide along the folds of her pink pussy. ]

Darling, you are unbelievably amazing. I want you to cum for me and then get here and have your way with me.

I can see you on my skin. It's thrilling.

Oh yeah? Did you see my scratch marks on that perfect back or is your ass still red from the spankings?
And you left plenty of marks yourself; I touch the little indent along my neck and I swear I can feel your mouth again.

Both. I feel you when I sit, and it doesn't hurt but it's still a very present reminder.

Good. But a reminder's just a reminder and I need to see you again, and soon.
Maybe we could go somewhere, if you don't mind being out and about with me in a very "out" way.
But if you do mind, I'm not opposed to staying in and burying my face between those perfect legs and hearing your moans climb and climb...

I don't mind. I trust you to keep me safe.
But the night should definitely end with the second thing.

I'll always keep you safe, Wanda.
I mean, you're a thousand times more powerful than me or, y'know, anyone, but I still like looking after you. You're my girl, after all.

See, now I'm thinking of staying in and dedicating most of the night to the second thing.

You're better at social safety, though. You can blend in. I'm not so good at that.
I wouldn't mind that either. I like when you spoil me.

Because you're exceptional, Wanda. And I'm not talking about your magic.

Me too; I like feeling your body react beneath my touch. I like kissing you and swallowing your moans while my fingers ease deeper into you.

So are you. Don't think that you're not, I couldn't bear that.
Oh, I almost just moaned thinking of it. I'm greedy for you.

Don't worry; I never think it when I'm with you.

Good, because I'm pretty greedy myself.
Greedy to feel your mouth on mine, greedy to feel your hands roam over the curves of my entire body...

Good. That's what I want.

Oh that sounds incredible. You're incredible.

Me too, baby.

It'll feel incredible, Wanda; I know it will, with your hands roaming me, making me writhe...
Do you have any idea what you do to me, Wanda? If it wasn't so obvious, I'd say it was magic.

I've got some ideas, but I like when you say it.
I like knowing what I can do to you.
I like knowing what you'll do to me.

And what are you going to do to me, Wanda?
Because I have some ideas, but I like when you say it.

I'd like to eat you out until you can't see straight.
To begin.

Sounds like a hell of a way to start.
Are you going to kneel for me, or am I going to climb on your face and ride that perfect tongue?

I'll be at it so long I'll probably do both.

Mm, start on your knees, I want to see those beautiful eyes looking up at me as your tongue slips into me while my fingers tangle in your hair...my thighs slung over your shoulders...

Oh, yes. I want to look at you and know without a doubt that I'm yours.

Did you come up with this cover where we're married or is it an actual outside assignment?

I didn't exactly come up with it, but it was among options and I selected the one where we get to do wedding photos to maintain the cover.
You want to be in the tux, or should I?

Get to, huh? You know, there are other ways to get to do them. And you take the tux.

Why, Bobbi Morse, whatever might you be suggesting?

The tux is a tux, but it's also code for strap-on. Just so you know.

All I'm saying is that there are worse ideas. And we'll see what it ends up being code for.

Yeah, I guess there definitely are.
Maybe this could be...kind of a trial run?

Want to go dress shopping tomorrow? I'll try not to drag you into every dressing room for super risky public sex.

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Maybe it can. But honestly, I'm less worried about the risk and more worried about the time management angle. There only are so many hours in a day, you know.

~~I love you. I don't say it a lot, I know, but I do love you.~~
Good. Because I love you.

Then we'll make the most of it, right? Besides, seeing you in white might just do something to me.

Weird. Even weirder that I love you too. Something like what?

Eh, not that weird. I'm really hot and I'm amazing in bed.

Hm, hard to say.
The sight of you in a wedding dress might get me wet thinking of peeling you out of it, or ripping it off of you to get at that perfect body beneath.
It also might turn casual ideas into urges, y'know?
Like if I got the idea to push you into a dressing room and crawl under all that white fabric to see if I can make you squeal in such a public place; that idea might become an urge.

I like the idea of you under there. It feels right. But I'm good at keeping quiet. No way you'd get me to let out more than a sigh.

I like the idea of being under there too.

Oh, the gauntlet has been thrown.
You're going to be hoarse before evening.

You know, I briefly considered not going down on you in that dressing room. I deserve to be punished for that, right?

Aw, the fact that you went down on me anyway and then confessed you almost didn't makes me not want to punish you. It makes me want to spoil you.

...but rules are rules, Johnson. Your night just got booked solid.

You can spoil me tomorrow. And wait, was my night not already booked?

Stick with the attitude, and I might punish you two nights in a row.

Yes, but now it's booked solid, as in restraints.

Spoiling me better also involve restraints. I guess I'm sticking with the attitude. Oops.

So you obviously have no interest in sitting down without wincing for a few weeks; good to know.

Restraints on your wrists, but I'm going to want your legs free.

Well, I do like the reminder. And it helps it feel more real, since sometimes I can't believe that we're actually dating and start to worry I'm having some kind of awesome fever dream. Do whatever you want with my legs. And all of me.

It's not a dream, baby. I like coming home to you, waking up with you, getting fast food with you, binging dumbass shows with you...making you come so hard you nearly black out. And I just like being with you, Daisy.

I always do, baby, and I will. I want those legs locked around my head while I sit on your beautiful face.

did not mean to cry into your tits
sorry about that.
just overwhelmed.

I am always happy to have you in proximity to my tits.
And you can cry any time you want, Pen, never be sorry for that. I want you to come to me when you feel overwhelmed.
How are you feeling now, baby spider?

better, thanks
like everything's still there, but not feeling as much?

Good.
But all the same, why don't you come over tonight? We'll get on the couch and watch something. Just let me spoil you a little.

and that's going to be 'spoiling me a lot' pretty soon

Damn right it will.
You're all mine for the night, and I'm going to pamper you.

i mean i guess
but yeah pampering sounds nice

I'll make it nice for you, baby.
I'm thinking of starting with a slow massage, maybe some candlelight.

good start
relaxing.

And we might move from the relaxing part to the more...stimulating part.
Although frankly I always find fingers in my cunt and a mouth roaming my neck to be pretty fucking relaxing too.

i think youve started hanging out here more since we fucked

do you have a crush or something?
gross
i dont think i hit most of the things that make older guys hot

ur the one that was trying to get me to work at ur bar
but im the one w/ a crush???
gross

also wdym ur like 40
that's an old guy trait
just stop shaving

if you were straight, youd be the kinda guy to make his girlfriend dress how he likes, huh

and ive got 3 years till im 40 you brat
and this hair is natural. id look like i front for a rock band from the 90s if i didnt shave

you say that like it's a bad thing
i love rock stars
if i was alive in the 90s id totally be a groupie

did that make you feel super old?

look if you wanna fuck tm revo im not gonna stop you, but hot limit was never that good

yeah.
that and the part where you werent born until 2003
i was already working here when you were born
ugh

have you slept with anyone besides me since that night?

if i said yes would you fuck me in a fit of jealous rage

i haven't but it won't stay that way if you keep ignoring me

ignoring you?

you really do have a crush
do you keep thinking about how you called me daddy, or something?

Don't tell me you got off harder than usual.

i don't have a crush stupid you were a decent lay that's all

you know what nvm i might as well call one of my johns
one with a huge duck
duck
DICK

wow youre crying and shaking so much you cant type right

mines bigger than most of your johns, isnt it?

dick size doesn't actually matter anyway
there's twitter threads about this

or wait are you being insecure now
'm-mines bigger, right...? 😭'
im chilling rn
*youre* crying n shaking n measuring your duck

jesus fucking christ

yeah but you biting the pillow isnt in those twitter threads

if its autocorrecting like that you must not type dick as much as youd think
maybe youre all talk

show me what youre wearing? under your skirt, i mean

[ a thong. it looks tight on him, like he bought a size down — pale blue, lacy, ties on the sides. he gets another picture, too — his ass, obviously. the fabric's only barely visible. ]

i knew you were the jealous type

if im the jealous type, youre the clingy type

you want people to be jealous over you
right?
ive seen your type before.
rough family life, thinks theyre smarter than people their age but wants someone older to make them feel safe
doesnt wanna admit it, so they try and pretend everything slides off their back

sex feels good and intimate, so they do a lot of it

on the money?

that, or you just like bottoming
could be either

you wearing stuff like that outside is making me think the latter

yeah yeah yeah okay thanks for your thesis titled
'Twinks With Daddy Kinks: Does a Dark Past Make for a Great Ass?' here's your masters degree in psychology

now show me your dick

past and ass dont rhyme if thats what you were going for

send me another pic. im not hard yet.

they do rhyme

of what
i already sent two
maybe you should stroke it a lil

your dick
im not one of your johns i like fucking men because theyre men
and i dont care if yours is soft

its cute when it is

they dont rhyme. you wouldnt say fast and pass rhyme.

i don't know why but that seems kinda weird to say
maybe i'm not used to gay guys

[ he's tugging his underwear down anyway. it's pretty small when it's soft like this — it's always small, but it's like, half its normal size. maybe it's a little cuter. ]

but yeah i would
why do you think the fastpass at disney is called that
it's cuz they rhyme. pastass.

the fastpass at disney is called that because they want to bilk 500 yen from you to get onto their crappy rides

didnt they get rid of it, anyway? when was the last time you went?

when you masturbate, do you jack off any?
when i was your age, i just used my ass, too
but its too much work anymore

like 2018?
but look my point still stands its a catchy name n its catchy cuz it rhymes

not really
i used to but lately i only use my ass
jacking off doesnt really do it for me
maybe if it was bigger

yeah, i guess so. its probably hard to get a good grip

you use your fingers?

[And, without comment, the picture comes - he's not really sure how to take a picture of his dick, so the lighting's a little off. Sexting wasn't much of a thing when he was Akemi's age, and with the bar, he's met most of his hookups in person.

He's hard now, though. Thick, nasty curve up to it, pretty long. Same as last time.]

If we fuck again, we're doing it in my apartment.
or yours.

doing it on my office couch made me feel like i was gonna pull something.

i use a toy most of the time
i mean ill use my fingers if im like, being lazy
but toys feel better

oh my god
seriously?
do you need one of those old people mattresses?
like the adjustable ones?

i have a memory foam thing but like
i cant make it go higher or whatever
or change the temperature
is that a dealbreaker

im 37, not 73, fuck off

that couch is just too small
and ive spent way too much of my life sharing a single person bed
and if i did need one of those, youd be into it, right?
if you like older guys that much

if i told you to get drunk again, would you?

no id just laugh at you tbh

mmmmm
i dunno
do i seriously need to be drunk for you to fuck me

will you buy me mcdonalds the next morning

youre cuter like that
more honest

or will you let me kiss you even when youre sober?
a real kiss, not those two second things you do with your johns

ill even get you a double cheeseburger if you want.

are you suuure youre not the one with a crush

ill get drunk
but youve gotta provide the alcohol
n i want a large fry too
and cola

fine, fine

do you have any actual grown-up food you like? we can eat when you get to my apartment
ill get your favorite booze, too
unless its expensive

any kind of wine is good

i dunno im kinda picky
is pizza a grown-up food
i like wings too
and omurice

all of thats kids food
whatever, we can get pizza and wings.

you can really eat that stuff before sex?

ill just eat like a slice of pizza n a wing maybe
and then ill bring the rest back to my place

can i come over rn
iunno where you even live
i need an addy

look i do think you might need adderall but im not in a position to prescribe that

its like 3 minutes from the bar, hold on

[And yeah, he sends over the address.]

also, you can take the wings, but im keeping the pizza

ehhh
even though it's kids food?

do you want me to wear anything
other than what im wearing rn i mean
i have like five different school uniforms i know you love those soooooooo much

whichever one has the shortest skirt
wear thighhighs with it

if we're doing this for free, youre definitely the one with the crush

it's definitely not for free if i'm getting food n drinks out of it

we can go back and forth on this all night but you literally want me to be drunk so we can kiss for real
that's a lil sus

im omw
yknow if anyone sees me walking into ur apartment they're totally gonna think u called over some hooker

my place is right outside ni-chome
you really think anyoned care to gossip about it?

basically everyone who lives here works in the area, its fine

did you wear a girls uniform when you were actually going to high school?
some places let you do that these days, right?

the scary americans would care

yeah
it's not like i was desperate to but i wasn't allowed to go to a plain clothes school n the boys uniform was really boxy and weird on me

jealous?

iunno.
it would have been nice to wear a girls uniform once
but i didnt know how to get one and i didnt want to ask my sister for hers. thatd be weird.

would you have worn the boys uniform if it fit you alright?

mmm
probably not
ive always been more into skirts over pants
and pissing my mom off was an additional bonus

is ur door unlocked btw

oh, my dad hated whenever i liked anything girly
i should have pissed him off more
thats one thing i am jealous of you for
i was too scared of him

yeah, its unlocked
im sipping wine already
place is pretty tiny by the way

what if i wanted you to wear a boys uniform sometime?

then you'd have to pay me
uniform pants are almost as uncomfortable as jeans

[ he's opening the door a minute later, slipping his shoes off – the uniform isn't too gimmicky. white blouse, black cardigan over it, dark blue ribbon. but the skirt, black and plaid, is really short – not a miniskirt, though. just hiked up. and he's got the thigh highs on, of course. also black. ]

Geez, it's seriously tiny – maybe I should be paying you, huh? You're a real charity case.

[He's wearing - a nice dress. A little mommish, but nice, a little tight on his hips. Also still nice, thankfully he's kept his figure. He's even put a little make-up on, especially around his eyes. He wants to look a little younger tonight, he guesses.

He's got one leg crossed over the other, idly chewing on his slice.]

I got stuffed crust, so you better not have any problem with too much cheese.

[Said as he motions to the little chair in front of him -

The place really is small. It's a pretty normal tiny Japanese apartment, clearly meant for one person who never expects there to be a second. There's at least more than one room - the entry way leads into the living room/kitchen, wooden floors and dining table. Lots of paintings on the wall, most a little abstract, like he had an artsy gay guy phase. Besides that, the whole place feels very...

Single aunt. Well put together, but a little plain, empty.

He sips on the soda he's poured out into a little coffee cup.]

If you did pay me, that'd just make you even more obsessed with me.

I don't eat the crust anyway, so...

[ he sits down, brushing out his skirt before reaching for a slice of pizza. while staring at nagisa. his dress, hips, makeup – akemi almost feels underdressed.

and despite joking about size of the apartment, he thinks it's fine. a lot more organized than akemi's, less cluttered, but he supposes nagisa's in that age range where being put together is important. ]

You're, like, all dressed up. Is this a date or something? You look like a milf.

You'd prefer if I looked like a dilf?

[And he pauses, a second - leans to the side, catches his chin in his hand, watches curiously.]

Why wouldn't this be a date? You're coming over to my place for dinner, and then we're gonna fuck. That's what that is.

No, we're hooking up. It's different.

[ and, after nibbling his pizza, he's already reaching for the wine. it's definitely not on purpose that he's now avoiding eye contact. ]

We're eating pizza, drinking wine, and I'm in my school uniform. This would be a weird date if it actually was one.

[And he's - grown-ass man. Nearly forty. He's seen this look a dozen times. Looking away, giving yourself something to do with your hands, something else to look at -

So he reaches across the table, catches Akemi's chin between his fingers.]

If it was a hook-up, we wouldn't be talking about if this was a date. You nervous?

[His thumb - presses along Akemi's lips. They're pretty soft. Is it strange to say he can feel how lively Akemi is through them? They're a natural kind of pink, not lipstick. Thrumming with life. Maybe he sounds like a vampire when he puts it like that.]

Catching some feelings doesn't have to be a bad thing. I'm not gonna be the type to tell you to get off the streets, or something.

[ there's – a million different thoughts running through his head. it's probably obvious. he's quiet for once, even looks dumbfounded. if nagisa was wrong, akemi would've spoken up sooner, stopped that 'catching feelings' train of thought right then and buried it.

this alternative is so much worse. nervous doesn't quite cut it. ]

You're making a lot of assumptions.

[ but he says that, anyway. pulls away, brings the bottle to his lips. ]

Are you lonely, or something? That's kinda lame.

Are you? That's even lamer. At my age, I'm supposed to be lonely, but you're barely out of high school.

[He's sipping on his cola - yeah, he's not getting drunk yet. Call it a power play, one of the few he allows himself. He'll start drinking in a second, just.

He likes how honest Akemi gets. He doesn't think it's strange to want to admire it.]

Speaking of. You said 'my uniform,' so is that the one you actually wore to school? Why'd you pick that one?

I thought you'd be weird enough to be into it. Or you'd get jealous.

[ it still fits him perfectly – that's no surprise. like nagisa said, he's barely out of high school. and he hasn't really grown or gained a significant amount of weight since he was sixteen.

he's already chugging the wine. his face is flushed when he sets the bottle back down. ]

Plus, the skirt's short. It's got thighhighs, too. You were like, desperate for that.

Isn't wearing your real uniform a bit intimate? Like, I'm actually seeing part of your past.

[His hand has pulled back - but he's already reaching to cup Akemi's flushed cheeks again. He's so cute.]

Are you going to stay the night?

I was planning to.

[ no comment on the uniform thing, but that means he's not denying it, even if it's not something he was really thinking about in the moment.

and he doesn't pull away, this time. just takes another swig of wine. ]

Were you gonna send me home after getting me drunk and fucking me? That's mean.

No, but I was expecting you to slip out. You don't spend the night with your customers unless they pay extra, right?

[His hand only slips away briefly - to give Akemi room to take another drink. When it comes back, his touch is even more tender.]

-- Down the rest of it. Please?

[ the bottle's only half empty. he just has to tilt his head back, stop a few times to take a breath – he's way past the point where it just tastes like juice to him. a bit of wine dribbles out the corner of his mouth, and – ]

There.

[ the bottle immediately slips out of his hand. it doesn't break, but there's a loud thud. ]

Fooor the record – I can't just slip out like this, you know?

You can't? Huuh. You'd think you'd be able to.

[And he's getting up from his seat - Akemi's slumping so much that it's easy to lean down, wrap his arm around the younger man's waist, ease him up out of his seat. To keep to his word, he reaches for the wine bottle on his side of the table, takes a decent swig of it. All he really does it sigh out slightly when he's done - he's obviously got high alcohol tolerance.]

Maybe you can spend a couple days here, then?

Mm – will you feed me?

[ he wraps his arms around nagisa's loosely. he's all smiley, giggling at nothing in particular. compared to before, even though he wasn't exactly in a bad mood as much as a conflicted one, it's a bit of a drastic change. ]

Is your bed nice? What about, like – I need a big shower. Or a bath. Do you have those Bluetooth speakers?

I don't have a big shower, but I have a big bath. And something you can put your phone into for music, if that works. Do you wanna take a bath first?

[He's - being too affectionate, really. Ruffling Akemi's hair, holding him close. Kissing at his cheek. Maybe this is bad. Akemi's clearly out of it. But he - kind of needs this affection, at this point in his life. And he feels like Akemi feels this all, deep down, it's just -

He doesn't know. He was this stupid when he was Akemi's age. And it's not like he's doing anything Akemi didn't agree to while sober.]

And I'll feed you as long as it's cheap.

Noo, I'll do it tomorrow –

[ he feels it, it's just – too much, that sort of genuine affection. his inclination is to squirm away, play it off, even if it's something he wants.

but when he's drunk like this, it's easier to indulge. to nuzzle against nagisa, kiss his chin. ]

But I can sleep in your bed? Drink some more. Is it, like, tiny? Hey, there's a lot more wine –

We can deal with the wine later, you know -

[And he kisses back - lips, this time, a brief glance across. Maybe he's still nervous. Maybe he just wants to get Akemi to the bedroom before anything.

He eases the door open with his hip. The bedroom's about as sparse as the living room had been. The bed's decently sized, but only just about big enough for the two of them - the only other objects of interest are a bookshelf and his clothes rack, since it's not like he has a walk-in closet.

When he gets to the bed, he half-pushes, half-eases Akemi down onto it, already climbing on top of it - on top of him. His hand's beside Akemi's head.]

Hey, Akemi. Tell me you want this?

[ the sparseness of nagisa's place vaguely reminds him of his family's old apartment. it's definitely nothing like his own – his apartment is the opposite of sparse. cluttered. as soon as he had money to spend, he never stopped spending it.

but that thought disperses as quickly as it came to him. he spreads his legs a little. ]

I want it. Duh. [ and he reaches up, his hand on the back of nagisa's neck, trying to tug him down closer. ] Let's kiss, you wanted to, right? Come on –

[Nagisa doesn't spend money if he doesn't have to - he's had rough patches in his life, he hates clutter, and he isn't the type who gets much of a rush out of shopping. For clothes, maybe, but even then, he likes having outfits that feel really 'him,' not just grabbing whatever off the rack.

Even the bar is modest. Small, like every other gay bar in that part of ni-chome, chic without being cloying. Evenly spaced tables. Maybe it's another part of him disliking putting on appearances.

-- Which is why he looks conflicted, for a second, when Akemi looks so needy. He's kind of manipulated him into this. A little. Well, Akemi had said no money, right? And he's a little drunk, too - his face is redder than it usually is. He thinks the last time he's been this nervous was when he was in his twenties and still bottomed most nights.

He slips closer to Akemi anyway, kneeing his way onto the bed. He kisses down at Akemi, way more romantic than last night, teeth dragging a loose line along his lower lip. He tilts his head, kisses deeper. It's not like the kisses old guys half-force on Akemi during sex if they pay for it - it's more passionate.]

You think I'm attractive, right?

[... He really sounds pathetic. He doesn't think Akemi will remember this, though.]

[ it's so good. he always forgets how nice kissing can be, how much he actually likes it when it's done right. there's a sigh when nagisa pulls away, and he frowns. ]

Mm? Yeaaah?

[ it doesn't sound like his usual unenthusiastic responses, or even the tone he uses when appealing to johns – he’s being honest, like he doesn't even understand why nagisa has to ask.

his hands move to cup nagisa's cheeks, gently. he's trying to look serious. he's trying to look serious, but, well – he's still drunk. it's not really working. ]

Are you lonely? Nagishaaa. A lil’ sad?

About as much as you are, I think.

[Maybe that's what this is about - not that either of them would ever put it in those terms, no matter how drunk they were.

He kisses once more - with his cheeks cupped, it feels even more intimate. His hands slip down to Akemi's legs, brushing at his thighs, pinching a little -]

On your back, or on your stomach? -- Maybe on your back. We can kiss more.

My back's gooood –

[ of course it is. he'd rather cling to nagisa than roll over. a leg's already trying to hook around nagisa's waist. ]

You really like me? This actually is a date, huh?

You didn't bite him, did you?

I don't use my teeth unless I absolutely have to.

[ what kind of fighter do you think she is? ]

I wouldn't at all.

I'm trying to find other plausible reasons for his interest.

Taking out his friend is good but not enough for this level.

You say that like you have firsthand experience. I thought you preferred not to associate?

That doesn't mean I don't know a few things.
And I still have sex.

With Klingons?

[ what happened to tom paris? ]

No.

( maybe once. there weren't that many options on the homeworld and horny teens-- )

Look, humans get the birds and the bees. Klingons get a very different story.

( especially a female from her mother. those good tips about conquering and dominating your man and only going for the very best poetry )

Are you offering to educate me?

You're the one that got stuck with a Klingon trying to court you.
Unless you've decided you want to keep him around?

That was one time, not an ongoing situation.

[ thank god. ]

He'll remember you.

( misfires a-okay! )

Are you alone? Cause I got something you'll really want to see~

[ The real question is if he's being serious or not. ]

[ Huh. ]

Is it pictures from your last photo shoot at the shop??

Lets just say it's something more personal.

[ which... doesn't actually help narrow it down. ]

Well i am alone as much as i can be. But how many times am i supposed to guess?

[ He sends a pic to get things rolling, but when Nazuna opens it, he'll just see a cute rabbit flopped over with little censor bars to add to the 'aesthetic'

What a way to start, right?]

[ Maybe he's chortling. Who knows. ]

Did you get permission from the art subject to send this?

I paid him very handsomely for his services.

This isn't going to get me arrested is it??

[ this is so late and im so sorry ]

Of course not, he's of age.

This still kind of sounds like exploitation but I trust Minato-chin. So this means i should probably send you a pic back huh??

I mean I think it's only fair that you do, Nazuna~

( 16+ )

[ prefs ]

[OOC: I can write John from either the comics or his television shows. Assumed CR and misfires welcome.]

[no underage, incest, or bathroom stuff, kinklist is here, misfires are cool]

i swear you put those bruises where its hard to hide them on purpose

You noticed that, did you?

Maybe I like the idea of other people suspecting what you get up to in private.

Or maybe I just like seeing my marks all over you.

Is this your way of asking me to stop?

doubt you actually would

And you wouldn’t keep coming back for more if it were actually a problem.

[Guilty as charged.]

maybe at least put em in places my sic isn't gonna give me shit over?

i'm supposed to be respectable

not trying to find ways to get around telling people i love it when my boyfriend rough fucks me until i can't see straight

I can’t make any promises.

sexts from whenever

Guinevere 'Guin' Davies / OC / OTA

murata, ugetsu | given

johanna constantine — the sandman

Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow | MCU | ota

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Lucifer Morningstar | The Sandman | f/f

akemi morishita | original

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