yanderebitchclub | ( catchall ) even now i still dream of you

[Sandalphon has fired people for less, but he doesn't even look angry as he shrugs off his jacket and begins unbuttoning his shirt. Annoyed, yes—there's no way getting hot tea dropped on him doesn't bother him at all—but mistakes from Izumi are so few and far between that he's more concerned than anything.

Izumi's probably gonna get an eyeful of his chest when he looks up, though, because Sandalphon's not about to keep a drenched shirt on his body. Part of him can't help but wonder...what's Izumi going to do about this? Will he do anything at all? Or will he make the move that Sandalphon's been wanting him to—the one desire of his that he hasn't figured out yet...?

...He's probably overthinking this. It's just some spilled tea.]

Are you feeling alright? It's not like you to trip.

[Normally he moves almost like a dancer, graceful in everything he does.]

Edited 2020-12-02 00:28 (UTC)

I should be asking you that, master. You were almost burned--

[ he does get an eyeful of that chest of his after cleaning up his lap, and he averts his eyes in near bashfulness. well, he can't deny that his master is perfectly built, and it isn't as though he's seen sandalphon without a top every now and then from getting out of the bath while he's arranging his room or whatever...

but this isn't the time to entertain himself of such sordid thoughts. he's only here to serve his master and nothing more, and thus he shakes his head and picks up the teacup before getting to his feet. ]

I tripped on the rug, is all. But it's no excuse, and I deeply apologize. Please let me make it up to you in any way you please.

[ maybe deduct his pay or work extra hard in cleaning up the manor, perhaps? he hasn't taken care of the attic in a long time, come to think of it. ]

In any way I please...

[Sandalphon repeats the phrase, his eyes lighting up. Of course there's only one thing he wants in exchange for his leniency.]

...Then, if you really mean to apologize...spend the night with me.

[He holds out a hand, waiting for Izumi to take it. Even if he's refused here, it'll be easy enough to say this is a test in poor taste...though if he thinks about it, it really is one, either way.

How far is Izumi willing to go—and does he understand what the answer Sandalphon wants from him is?

That's what is being tested.]

[ izumi stares at the hand outstretched towards him, then at sandalphon's face. his master can see how much he's a little red in the face at that request, which is rather unbecoming of a prim and proper butler like him.

then he smiles, and takes his hand to pull himself off the ground. ]

If that is my master wants, then who am I to deny him of that?

[ he squeezes sandalphon's hand in his own. ]

For tonight, I am all yours.

[Sandalphon snakes an arm around Izumi's waist, pulling him close. Finally, he's able to do this...though Izumi isn't entirely correct. Rather than having Izumi be his, he'd rather belong to Izumi for the night...]

It was maddening, waiting for you to realize my feelings...or had you known all along, and were simply waiting for me to ask this of you?

[He presses a kiss to Izumi's throat, the only part of him not neatly covered by immaculate, neat clothing.]

...And...know that I ask this of you from one man to another, rather than from a lord to his butler—do you despise receiving an order like this?

[He...doesn't think so, but the last thing he wants is to make that big a mistake now of all times.]

[ his kiss sent shivers down izumi's spine; even he can't hold himself back from making a soft sound at that. truth be told, he hasn't known about his master's feelings - or rather, he was so close to stamping out all his feelings for him until now. ]

I do not. I'm always going to follow your beck and call no matter what, master.

[ and yet.

forgive his impudence, for he's going to push sandalphon back onto the nearby bed, towering over him as he removes one of his gloves from his hand with his mouth. ]

...If anything, I should be asking you if it is all right for me to go on like this.

Ah...

[Sandalphon can't help the way his heartbeat quickens when he sees Izumi looming over him. It's even better than he'd imagined.]

...You...in the end, even now, you understand exactly what it is that I want...

[So needless to say, it's more than alright for Izumi to go on just like this.]

Do as you will with me. Tonight, I hold no power over you.

Edited 2020-12-06 04:22 (UTC)

[ and that tears it. grinning devilishly, izumi wastes no time in pinning sandalphon onto the mattress and kissing him fully on the mouth, his tongue forcing his master to open up as his hands roam over that spectacular chest of his. he wouldn't need gloves to handle his body, so off goes the other one after he pulls away, kissing him again sweetly before descending his mouth onto sandalphon's neck to leave little nicks and bites there.

for tonight, izumi will make one hell of a mess on him. something that sandalphon wouldn't forget in a long while. ]

Do you know how much... I've always wanted to do this to you? [ he can't help but whisper on his neck as he looks for other places to sink his teeth into. ] The things I'd do to you, Master. I hope you're prepared.

If you don't do everything you've ever dreamed of to me, I'll never forgive you.

[Sandalphon kisses him back deliriously, eyes slightly unfocused. Do what he wants, leave as many marks as he wants—who else is here to see them? He's completely forgotten about the cotillion in his excitement.]

I'm ready to accept it all...joyously.

[ now that's more like it. izumi sits up on sandalphon's lap, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand while grinding down hard on his crotch. hah, to see his noble master so helpless beneath him is already getting him so worked up... at this rate he might just lose it.

he slides downward so that he's sitting between sandalphon's legs, working on getting those pants off of him. he should've done so earlier when he spilt tea all over him, but... ]

Hm? Are you this hard already?

[ he gropes him through his underwear, smiling. ]

Did you like it when I got on my knees earlier then, Master?

[Sandalphon takes a moment to breathe, recollecting his composure. He wants Izumi to wreck him, and he's already completely hard, but he doesn't want to make it too easy, so he just grits his teeth and grins defiantly up at him, though he's still flushed bright red.]

I always do. Did you do that on purpose, reaching for my lap like that? What would you have done if I'd make you thoroughly dry it?

[Shoot, now he's imagining it and that's just getting him even more worked up, the visuals of it sending shivers down his spine. Izumi bashfully doing his best not to acknowledge his master getting hard while Sandalphon stares down at him...tonight, he wants nothing more than for Izumi to take every inch of him, but there's an appeal in taking him, too.]

...Ah, but truthfully, everything you do would've done this to me...Izumi. My Izumi...

[He's yearned for this for so long, after all.]

[ his face redden, which probably answers sandalphon's question. unbidden thoughts resurface in his head - things like getting on his knees and brushing past his hardness as he does his best in cleaning his master up among other things, and izumi's suaveness almost falters. ahh, he's so close, he can almost taste it...

quite literally, in fact. since they're here, he may as well help himself to some cock in the meantime. he pulls down sandalphon's underwear a bit, crouching down before placing a cute little kiss on the tip, tucking his hair behind his ear before lowering his warm mouth over him. he hasn't done this before, but sucking his master off shouldn't be too difficult.

they're just getting started anyway. ]

[Sandalphon drinks in the sight of Izumi so flustered, a rare and welcome sight. He's never crossed the boundary of employeer and employee until tonight, so getting to see him like this is a first...and he decides he doesn't want it to be the last.

The smug expression on his face falters when Izumi takes him into his mouth, though; he bites his lip to keep from vocalizing. It might seem strange, but he hadn't been expecting Izumi to take him in all at once like this. It's his first time—certainly, he's touched himself before, getting off to imagining this very scenario, but it's different than anything he's ever felt before. The warmth, the feeling of Izumi’s tongue pressing against his cock...

It's better than he could have ever imagined.]

Izumi...

[He reaches down with one hand, threading his fingers through Izumi’s hair. He doesn't want to hurt him, but a little encouragement wouldn't be unwelcome, would it?]

[ it doesn't hurt at all, judging from the small hum in izumi's throat just now. in fact, it's encouraging him to take his master deeper into his mouth, his tip almost reaching the back of his throat before he pulls away with a teasing smile on his face. ]

Did I do well just now, Master? But you and I both know that's not what we're here for right now.

[ he'd love to give sandalphon a proper blowjob one day, but not tonight. though maybe if his master begs for it, he might reconsider...?

he reaches to the nearby drawer of the night table to bring out the tube of lube that he'd spotted many weeks prior, coating his two fingers with it before sliding one into sandalphon's entrance. he moves it around in such a way that'll bring his master to moan for him, even at this stage. ]

[Sandalphon misses the heat of Izumi's mouth as soon as he can no longer have it, ready to protest. But then his butler reaches for his night table, and he flushes red to his ears.]

H-How...how did you know that was...

[He thought he'd been more careful with where he hid it. He's mortified, but he doesn't have time to kick himself for being careless when Izumi begins stretching him open. He screws his eyes shut, lifts his hips to make it easier, pushing against Izumi's fingers and begging without words for him to go as deep as he can. He knows this has to be done carefully, but he's wanted this for so long now that even a few more minutes' wait seems unbearable.]

Izumi...please...

[And sure enough, Sandalphon moans for him, low in the back of his throat.]

[ the walls have ears and the butler has eyes, sandalphon. to be entirely fair, izumi had found that bottle on sheer accident while he was cleaning up this room a few weeks back - if anything he's amused with the fact that it's still there until now.

izumi twists his finger inside sandalphon at those magic words, working in a second finger to thoroughly stretch him open. he can't take it any longer than this though, and he pulls out his fingers before pulling down his own underwear, his own cock hard as he teases his master's entrance with his tip. ]

My master's so good to me... Here's your reward.

[ and he pushes in all way to the hilt in one go, knocking out sandalphon's breath from his lungs. he props up his legs, resting one on his one shoulder as he stats moving, thrusting in at such an eager pace. ahh, to fuck his master like this - it's incredible, the way he feels so nice and warm and he just has to lean down and kiss him hotly on the mouth, panting all the while. ]

[Sandalphon's whole body tightens up, back arching as he gasps at the feeling of Izumi entering him. It's rougher than he'd expected, but it's exactly what he wanted—it's good, and he can feel the corners of his mind going fuzzy as Izumi begins to fuck him in earnest. It's more than he'd ever imagined. The feeling of Izumi's cock inside him, the frantic beating of his own heart, the rattle of his breath against the edges of his lungs as he gasps for it—it's overwhelming, almost, in its intensity, a combination of experiences that he can only describe as sublime. He knows he's got thoughts somewhere in his head, but he can't focus on them, not when Izumi is kissing him like that. How could he be anything other than delirious from the taste of his dear butler's kiss?

He rolls his hips, crying out every so often as a particularly fortuitous movement means Izumi brushes against a spot inside him that has him seeing spots behind his eyelids. For tonight, just tonight, he's not the master, and it's something he aims to indulge in as long and as deeply as he can.]

You...

[He murmurs, voice cracking with exertion.]

Give me...more...all of you...

[For someone who said he didn't have any power over Izumi tonight, he still can't help but be awfully demanding. But he can't help it, while Izumi is spoiling him like this.]

[ he doesn't mind the demands much; it adds to this sublime experience, in fact. sandalphon has always tasked izumi to do this and that, and izumi exceeding his expectations every time, and even now he won't let himself fall short.

but ah, if only sandalphon's ragged expression on his face and the overwhelming heat of his body that he keeps slamming into aren't so delightfully distracting. izumi goes deeper and even harder inside him, cupping his buttom and even smacking it with his hand as he props both his legs on his shoulders, his pace akin to a madman as he reaches his limit -- but not before grasping his master's painfully hard cock and stroking it with the same tempo as his hips. ]

Hah, ahh... Sandalphon, you're so-- ah...

[ he feels so Wonderful is what this butler is trying to say. ]

Let's come together, you and... me...

[ he says before his hips stutter to a stop, spilling so much inside sandalphon as he leans down to kiss him senseless. ]

[Causality—the laws of cause and effect. It's one of the principles on which the universe was founded. An action causes a consequence. Sandalphon broke out of Pandemonium, and the consequence was everything that happened after.

...Of course, this means nothing if causality itself has been warped. For instance, if Sandalphon were to find himself outside of Pandemonium, despite never breaking out. Or perhaps, having emerged in his bitter state with no action to create that consequence...to have been ruined by the Supreme Primarch, in a world where primarchs never existed to begin with.

Whatever the case, he's not himself. The chaos gnawing at the edges of reality even sees fit to drop him into a world he doesn't know. He's confused, frightened—angry, bitter, hurt. He doesn't know anything, doesn't recognize anything. Exia carefully lurk in the shadows, a present from a foe Sandalphon doesn't even know exists, though they're too well-hidden for anyone else to see.

In his desperation to figure out what's going on, Sandalphon frantically sweeps through the area, uprooting and flipping just about everything in his wake. Tables, chairs, prying the doors off of a cabinet—anything he can do to find some semblance of familiarity. He doesn't quite know what he's looking for, but whatever it is, it isn't here.]

[ causality this, fate and destiny that -- for all the flowery words izumi gets to spit out on stage for his much-awaiting audience, he really doesn't look more into any of that. as far as he knows, he has been living a relatively normal life as an idol in japan and model overseas, secretly dating a certain brunette in the meantime. truly living his best life right here.

he'd gotten back from florence late at night, also in secret; he wanted to surprise his boyfriend in the morning with a cute little text and selfie, sappy shit like that. but what he didn't expect after unlocking the door to his apartment late that night was a prowler looking through his furniture.

one that looks like his lover, for instance. ]

...Sanchan? [ he asks, voice cautious. that... is him, right? sandalphon, his grumpy bf with a coffee addiction. who else could it be? ] What are you doing? Did you do all this?

[ the mess, he means. like what the fuck ]

[Sandalphon frowns deeply at the overly familiar form of address, though he hasn't bothered to so much as glance in Izumi’s direction just yet. "Sanchan"...? He doesn't have anyone who'd ever call him something like that.

Two swords of light materialize in the air, both pointed at Izumi as Sandalphon continues rooting through the cabinet. Even the coffee supplies he's so meticulously sorted out end up strewn all across the floor.]

You've got ten seconds to explain yourself, mortal. Who are you and where am I?

[Maybe fewer if he doesn't like the words.]

[ he takes a step back at the swords pointed towards him, a mix of confusion and fear etched on his face. it's all but obvious that sandalphon is not human, but izumi hasn't been referred like that before.

so of course he's not going to stay down. ]

What, are you not Sandalphon? This is my place you're looting.

[ there's no way he'll like those words, but izumi's just as stubborn. as intimidating those blades of light are, those are nothing compared to how his boyfriend(?) is acting right now. ]

[Sandalphon's eyes narrow when he hears his name. How does this human know who he is?]

You'll have bigger concerns than your possessions if you don't answer my questions. Do you really think I won't kill you?

[Sandalphon turns an unfamiliar gaze, callous and hateful, onto Izumi.]

My curiosity has limits. At least cooperating means I might spare you.

[It's four blades now, all suspended midair with murderous intent. Sandalphon strides forward, even his posture completely different than normal—leaned slightly forward, aggression baked into every motion he makes.]

So I'll ask again—who are you, how do you know me, and where am I?

[ even back then, izumi's all too aware that sandalphon will always have power over him. he only lives an ordinary, boring human life after all, that it was a miracle that they'd even gotten together in the first place. and yet, sandalphon always lets izumi take charge more often, and he always goes along with whatever izumi's planning.

and right now he feels powerless against this angel. he takes a couple more steps backwards until he hits the wall, his blood running cold. fine, he gets it, he's not playing around.

so he takes a deep breath to keep his voice steady when he speaks. ]

Sena Izumi. We... knew each other for quite a while now. You're in my apartment in a world called Earth.

[ there. professional, even on the brink of death. ]

I think I'd remember someone like you.

[He's certainly striking to look at. Sandalphon moves even closer, leaning in to get a good look at his face. He lifts a leg and presses his foot against the wall at about the height of Izumi's waist, cutting off his chance of escape.]

I obviously don't recognize you, but...go on, then, Sena Izumi. How is it we knew each other...?

[There's something exhilarating about having someone in a situation like this. He hadn't realized he was a little into sadism until just now.]

( catchall ) even now i still dream of you

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