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

In public?!

[He hisses, but they get on the train before he can make more of a scene about it—at that point, he'd just be drawing attention to it. And he manages to be kind of chill about it, at least until he feels Izumi's hand on his ass.

His entire body stiffens up, and murder flashes across his face for just a split second, but what's he going to do about it? Draw attention to the fact that he's just had his ass touched in public? Of course not. But he'll flush red, and sort of...nudge Izumi's hand way. It's the last sort of thing he needs to happen here...]

Seriously...?

[He murmurs, glancing at Izumi. Like this, he can easily write that off as disbelief that the train is packed...at least, he hopes so.]

Shh.

[ for once he has a blank look on his face, as a ploy to avoid extra attention from the people around them. the crowd seems to be paying more attention to their phones or the music in their heads to pay attention to these two, though...

perfect. ]

Look straight ahead. Don't move too much.

[ the glass window in front of them can still show a faint reflection of them both, though it's not enough to catch the redness in sandalphon's cheeks as his hand travels further downward. ]

I just need to see if it's still inside, is all. [ so don't mind if he gently presses a thumb into his boyfriend's clothed hole, wiggling it around a little. ]

[The vague reflection in the mirror is slightly helpful in reining in Sandalphon’s reaction, if nothing else; it makes him acutely aware of the expression he's making, and resting bitch face will only go so far. If he starts looking as frustrated as he wants to, it'll just draw more attention...

...So he does what he can to keep his face as neutral as possible, though one of his eyebrows twitches and his breathing stutters for a second as he feels Izumi brush the tip of his thumb against the vibe in his ass. He directs his gaze not at Izumi himself, but his reflection in the mirror, looking slightly irritated as he whispers in a low voice:]

What kind of nonsense are you trying? Do you see where we are?

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We're in a train, of course. Surrounded by so many people.

[ izumi keeps his voice equally low as he teases at sandalphon's ass, removing his finger after a while.

but of course, he's not yet done. he reaches into his pocket for the remote and turns it on at the lowest possible setting, just testing the waters with sandalphon here. he continues to whisper at sandalphon's ear, breathing sensually into it. ]

It's okay, Sanchan. If you get caught, I'll get caught too. We're both in this together. [ he rests his hands on the other's waist, gently pressing his fingers into the skin. ] I don't want anyone to catch me wanting to fuck you right here, right now. Sanchan wouldn't like that either, would he?

I don't like this very much either, but that's not stopping y—

[He cuts himself off and chokes back his words as the vibe stutters to life inside him. The look he shoots Izumi's reflection could be described as venomous were his cheeks not slightly flushed.]

...You...why are you...

[His posture's a bit strange now; he's pressing all his weight against the side of the train to keep from wobbling on his feet at the sensations. It's still only the lowest setting, but it does feel good...much to his own chagrin. Thank goodness he's faced away from the crowd...it goes without saying he's wearing close-fitting leggings, as usual, and right now he's just doing what he can to prevent people from seeing his growing arousal.]

...Just wait until we get home...I haven't even done anything that merits this!

[Not that there's anything that would merit this, but still. Nothing he's done is punishable!!]

[ wow, look at that reaction. if looks could kill, indeed. too bad sandalphon can't do anything to him while they're in here! small mercies. ]

I can't wait to get home too.

[ izumi's voice in his ear is dripping with lust, and he wraps his arm around sandalphon's waist to cup the outline of his cock through his sheer leggings. ah, he's so hard already... ]

I'm sure you can endure more than this. You're Sanchan, after all - I believe in you.

[ that much is true. after all the things the supreme primarch has experienced, the vibrations inside him should be nothing to sneeze at. ]

[Sandalphon bites his lip when he feels Izumi's fingers around him, pressing himself closer against the side of the train. He's getting a little used to it, the longer it goes on, but that's not stopping his cock from responding to the stimulus. And besides that, he's determined not to cause a scene—so after a brief moment, screwing his eyes shut and taking a deep breath, he speaks evenly, staring at the route map in front of him. If he looks back at Izumi when his voice sounds like that, he might end up doing something stupid.

Not that he's about to admit it. He can't let Izumi know he's that enamored with him.]

Then just...we'll go home. We can...go shopping some other time...

[Perhaps it's naive of him to even suggest it, but he has to at least try before writing it off entirely.]

( catchall ) even now i still dream of you

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