You-- [ his response stops short in his throat as those nails draw a low shudder out of him. he has to take another moment just to dig up some kind of verbal answer that makes sense beyond just 'you' ]
[ he straightens up a little, plants a hand on Loki's stomach and leans his weight on it while he swings his leg over to straddle Loki's hips and then grind his own downwards, still in the possession of his pants ]
Describe a clear course of action. Or else how can I know that you won't hurt me?
[ or so he says, but his voice is the opposite of bothered ]
[ the sudden friction of the rough fabric against his skin draws a low groan out of him and he almost. almost just reaches out to grab for something-- anything right there. out of frustration or, just the need for more contact, especially if Yasuragi is stopping right there.
but his words stay his hands (and the command, but perhaps more a secondary drive at this moment) and he goes still. ]
.... I... ... I want to touch your chest... and your face, and your hair... I want to run my fingers through your hair, and.. ah... I want to kiss your ... skin...
[ dips his thumb in Loki's navel and lets his nail catch on the edge a little as he moves, rocking almost leisurely on top of him. there's a slight sound off to the side of something small and solid being moved, but it isn't terribly attention-catching, especially not with Yasuragi talking over it, low-voiced ]
[ it is getting increasingly difficult to keep his eyes closed just on a physical level as Yasuragi keeps moving against him, his own body responding in kind by trying to rock upwards, looking for more, ]
Hah-- [ time to twist his fingers in the sheets to prevent himself from reaching up again, ] Everything? [ he can't brain this shit Yasuragi please, ]
Your, ah... your neck and... ears... shoulders, chest, your hands... ....
[ clarifying with an amused voice, sliding his hand back up and replacing the other beside it on Loki's chest, leaning over him enough that the ends of his hair brush against his skin again as he tweaks a nipple offhand between two fingers, hips still rolling ]
-- please! [ it's a kind of snappish whine, breathless and bordered on frustrated as he reflexively twists in response to the teasing-- a much bigger movement than before, and his body immediately stills again afterwards. though unlikely because of any actual breach in commands, and more out of his own subconscious mindfulness of the possibility. ]
Please, let me... [ he hesitates, swallowing. now that he's aware of what Yasuragi wants it's actually... embarrassing... ] I'll... I'll do anything, so please... let me touch you....
[ tilts forward, hair sliding across Dantalion's chest, and props himself up on an elbow to bite down on one nipple as he digs a nail into the other, only mostly gentle. doesn't even answer yet, just waiting for him to go on ]
[ the softness against his skin almost does more to undo him than the actual pain. a low, desperate whine swallows any words he might have used as he jerks, his body instinctively trying to curl inwards. ]
Please.... [ it's drawn out in a pleading whine,] I want to, please, just tell me what you want, [ and for a moment he actually forgets himself and tries to reach up himself, to touch him. how far he actually gets is negligible. ]
[ probably not very far. but apparently Yasuragi is satisfied with that since he shifts off Loki's hips and off the bed to stand, then takes Loki by the wrists, drags him up to a sitting position and places their interwoven hands at the waistband of his own pants. when he speaks it's suddenly right in Loki's ear, low-voiced with breath ghosting the ridges of cartilage ]
[ still being unable to see anything all he's really aware of at first is Yasuragi suddenly leaving and for a split moment he thinks he must have fucked up. he starts to speak, to beg him to come back-- but thankfully before he can get a word at he's being pulled up and a wave of relief washes over him.
which gets closely chased by a cold shiver down his spine and settles like a sharp twist in his stomach as Yasuragi's voice brushes against his ear.
without a word (honestly he doesn't trust himself to say anything right now) he does as he's told, his fingers blindly stumbling over the belt which he manages to undo before he works on whatever else is clasping the pants. if Yasuragi lets him get as far as hooking his thumbs into the waistband he'll have to lower himself to get those pants anywhere past his hips, considering the height difference. ]
[ I was thinking pulls Dantalion up to a sitting position rather than standing but either way
he has a couple extra hip chains but they pretty much come off with the belt. Yasuragi places his hands over his and helps him ease them down to a little above his knees, then pulls up one of his hands to place it on his own chest, murmuring in his ear ]
You seemed a little eager for this, but there isn't much of interest here, you know.
[ oh woops that makes more sense but oh well he's standing now
he stops in his task, attention thoroughly redirected as his hand is manipulated again and he tries to tilt his head up, to straighten up and to meet him but he freezes when Yasuragi's voice brushes against his ear again.
.... ducks his head down, a little embarrassed, you're the one who made him BEG... ]
I can't see you. So I wanted to touch you... [ mutters.... ]
Would you appreciate if I were to keep talking? So you can hear my voice?
[ continues to trail his hand up, inconspicuously skipping past his neck to place Loki's hand against his cheek. he leans closer, curling over to tug his pants down past his own knees with his other hand. toes off his shoes and then slides the side of his foot along the inside of Loki's ankle ]
[ inconspicuously huh? well loki notices nothing, instead he's quite happy to just smooth his fingers against yasuragi's cheek, his thumb tracing along his jaw bone, mapping whatever he can feel.
being unable to see makes him also much more aware of yasuragi's foot brushing along his ankle and subconciously he tries to look down to see what's happening, but. ... well that goes about as well as you could guess.
but now that he's able to actually touch Yasuragi himself he's a little more calm. and he offers a sort of joking smirk as he responds, ]
I'd like that. ... though I'd like it even more if I could see you.
-- eh? [ of all the things to mutter softly into his palm yasuragi holy shit. it's so sudden after he got so comfortable with just touching and soft teasing, he feels his blood rushing to his face and. elsewhere, causing his head to spin. ]
Just like that? [ he says, hesitating, but he's also already sitting back down on the bed. without having even really thought about it.
but his body can only auto pilot for so long before he has to actually focus on whatever he's doing. without feeling anything but the cold air and the bed underneath him he feels much more self conscious about whatever his own body is doing as he pushes himself back up on the bed. he props himself up on his elbows as he... well. does exactly what he's told and spreads his legs, sort of halfway, with his feet on the mattress. ]
... uh... this is... [ this is so awkward, please say something now- ]
[ follows him onto the bed and touches him again at about the same time he speaks, smoothes his hands up the insides of Loki's thighs as much just to touch them as ease them even further apart ]
[ well his thighs are nice and toned but also holy shit. ]
Shut up--! [ it comes out like an involuntary twitch, full of heat but no actual venom as he rises up higher on his elbows as if to quarrel. but there’s no real quarrel to be had here, just a lot of barking.
besides the way his body responds really says the exact opposite as his legs spread wider to allow yasuragi to touch more, ] You’re embarrassing...
[ one hand stops touching him but the other slides back down his leg, and he traces the line where his leg meets his hip with the pad of his thumb while his hair ghosts over his stomach again ]
But I'll stop if you prefer.
[ and he mouths at Loki's navel, tongue dipping inside ]
No- [ he responds even faster than his earlier objection, though the word gets hitched in his throat as he squirms under Yasuragi’s tongue. it feels weird and invasive, and he’s not sure how much he likes it really, but that’s kind of what sends a shiver up his spine in the first place, ]
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Your hair-?
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You can ask for whatever you'd like of me, you know, but you'll have to be clear. And convincing.
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[ a pause. he's not actually caring enough to be specific, he just ]
If I can't see you, I want to touch you. ... please. [ is being needy convincing enough, ]
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Describe a clear course of action. Or else how can I know that you won't hurt me?
[ or so he says, but his voice is the opposite of bothered ]
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but his words stay his hands (and the command, but perhaps more a secondary drive at this moment) and he goes still. ]
.... I... ... I want to touch your chest... and your face, and your hair... I want to run my fingers through your hair, and.. ah... I want to kiss your ... skin...
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How much.
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Hah-- [ time to twist his fingers in the sheets to prevent himself from reaching up again, ] Everything? [ he can't brain this shit Yasuragi please, ]
Your, ah... your neck and... ears... shoulders, chest, your hands... ....
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[ clarifying with an amused voice, sliding his hand back up and replacing the other beside it on Loki's chest, leaning over him enough that the ends of his hair brush against his skin again as he tweaks a nipple offhand between two fingers, hips still rolling ]
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-- please! [ it's a kind of snappish whine, breathless and bordered on frustrated as he reflexively twists in response to the teasing-- a much bigger movement than before, and his body immediately stills again afterwards. though unlikely because of any actual breach in commands, and more out of his own subconscious mindfulness of the possibility. ]
Please, let me... [ he hesitates, swallowing. now that he's aware of what Yasuragi wants it's actually... embarrassing... ] I'll... I'll do anything, so please... let me touch you....
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Please.... [ it's drawn out in a pleading whine,] I want to, please, just tell me what you want, [ and for a moment he actually forgets himself and tries to reach up himself, to touch him. how far he actually gets is negligible. ]
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Help me take these off.
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which gets closely chased by a cold shiver down his spine and settles like a sharp twist in his stomach as Yasuragi's voice brushes against his ear.
without a word (honestly he doesn't trust himself to say anything right now) he does as he's told, his fingers blindly stumbling over the belt which he manages to undo before he works on whatever else is clasping the pants. if Yasuragi lets him get as far as hooking his thumbs into the waistband he'll have to lower himself to get those pants anywhere past his hips, considering the height difference. ]
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he has a couple extra hip chains but they pretty much come off with the belt. Yasuragi places his hands over his and helps him ease them down to a little above his knees, then pulls up one of his hands to place it on his own chest, murmuring in his ear ]
You seemed a little eager for this, but there isn't much of interest here, you know.
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he stops in his task, attention thoroughly redirected as his hand is manipulated again and he tries to tilt his head up, to straighten up and to meet him but he freezes when Yasuragi's voice brushes against his ear again.
.... ducks his head down, a little embarrassed, you're the one who made him BEG... ]
I can't see you. So I wanted to touch you... [ mutters.... ]
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[ continues to trail his hand up, inconspicuously skipping past his neck to place Loki's hand against his cheek. he leans closer, curling over to tug his pants down past his own knees with his other hand. toes off his shoes and then slides the side of his foot along the inside of Loki's ankle ]
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being unable to see makes him also much more aware of yasuragi's foot brushing along his ankle and subconciously he tries to look down to see what's happening, but. ... well that goes about as well as you could guess.
but now that he's able to actually touch Yasuragi himself he's a little more calm. and he offers a sort of joking smirk as he responds, ]
I'd like that. ... though I'd like it even more if I could see you.
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turns his face and kisses Loki's palm before saying into his skin: ]
Lie back and spread your legs.
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Just like that? [ he says, hesitating, but he's also already sitting back down on the bed. without having even really thought about it.
but his body can only auto pilot for so long before he has to actually focus on whatever he's doing. without feeling anything but the cold air and the bed underneath him he feels much more self conscious about whatever his own body is doing as he pushes himself back up on the bed. he props himself up on his elbows as he... well. does exactly what he's told and spreads his legs, sort of halfway, with his feet on the mattress. ]
... uh... this is... [ this is so awkward, please say something now- ]
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[ follows him onto the bed and touches him again at about the same time he speaks, smoothes his hands up the insides of Loki's thighs as much just to touch them as ease them even further apart ]
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Shut up--! [ it comes out like an involuntary twitch, full of heat but no actual venom as he rises up higher on his elbows as if to quarrel. but there’s no real quarrel to be had here, just a lot of barking.
besides the way his body responds really says the exact opposite as his legs spread wider to allow yasuragi to touch more, ] You’re embarrassing...
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[ one hand stops touching him but the other slides back down his leg, and he traces the line where his leg meets his hip with the pad of his thumb while his hair ghosts over his stomach again ]
But I'll stop if you prefer.
[ and he mouths at Loki's navel, tongue dipping inside ]
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Just stop saying weird shit….
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Can't I appreciate you?