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

[ in hindsight, izumi should've seen this coming. he did take it a bit too far this time, but sandalphon isn't usually the type to initiate most of the time, leaving izumi to do whatever he wants so long as they're both satisfied with the outcome.

so imagine his surprise when he's forced to take his submissive's cock back into his mouth again, a low groan emanating from his throat as he looks back up at sandalphon with knitted brows and an expression that clearly states that "I can't believe you're doing this."

...he's not going to lie, though. getting manhandled by sandalphon can be such a treat, especially now that he's become even more powerful and confident with his newfound abilities and a purpose. so izumi will subtly encourage him by taking him in even more until he can almost hit the back of his throat, a hand on the other's waist for support while the other palms at the front of his own jeans. he hasn't taken anyone this deep before, but he'll try. for him. ]

[Sandalphon tilts his head back against the wall, sighing his pleasure, thighs trembling from the effort it takes not to thrust into the deliciously wet heat of Izumi's mouth. Even with the minor setback of the saleswoman nearly catching them, it always feels so good to be on the receiving end of Izumi's service.

He runs his fingers through his Dominant's hair, a fond gesture of appreciation, a low moan catching in his throat. He needs to be quiet, he knows that, but it's either that or he scratches up the wall behind him with his other hand.]

You...you look good like this, Izumi...

[He's careful with his phrasing, saying it in a way that might not necessarily stand out to people in other changing rooms. But he means every word; Izumi is always beautiful, of course, and that doesn't change even with a judgmental stare and Sandalphon's cock in his mouth. His grip on the back of Izumi's head loosens after a good long look at him, exhaling a shaky breath. That's enough of a retaliation, he thinks; he'll let him take it from here.]

...Do you...need any help with taking these off...?

[He shifts his weight slightly to move a leg just enough to press down on Izumi's erection with his foot.]

[ it must be quite a sight to see someone as pretty as izumi with a cock in his mouth, so he can't exactly blame sandalphon for shutting him up like this. the hand on his head is making him feel warm and soft inside, but in all honesty he wishes that, were it not for their semi-public situation, sandalphon should give him a taste of his own medicine from back at the fort and fuck his mouth over and over --

but izumi's thoughts were interrupted by a certain pressure on his length, and his breath hitches on his throat before he pulls himself away from sandalphon's cock again, wrapping his hand around the other man's length and giving it a few good strokes. ]

Do... Do what you want.... We've got to make quick work of this, though...

[ he's only been dimly aware that there might be other people in the dressing rooms right next to them right now, and he deeply blushes at how nasty they've been in their own little world right here. he unzips his fly to take out his own hardening cock, already yearning to be touched and more.

he could screw him right now, if sandalphon would let him. but the risk of getting caught is higher than ever, and izumi's not sure of how they'll be punished for it. he... also doesn't want to get anything on the merchandise, so. ]

Hmm? But this was your idea, wasn't it?

[Don't back out now, coward goes unspoken.]

Did you want to finish undressing me, Izumi? Or should I undress you, instead...?

[In other words, Sandalphon would absolutely let him fuck him...but if he's too hesitant, Sandalphon will do it himself. One way or another, Izumi's not leaving this changing room until he's taken responsibility for Sandalphon's throbbing arousal; he'll see to that.

He hadn't been sure about this before, but in the end, no matter where it is, he still loves being with Izumi. He still loves doing things like this with Izumi. He still loves...]

[ the implication that sandalphon thinks that he's getting cold feet snaps izumi out of that submissive mindseth he didn't know he had, and he grips on to sandalphon's arm to force himself onto his feet and to push sandalphon against the wall, leaning in for yet another kiss as his hands retrieve a condom and a packet of lube from his pants pockets.

of course he came prepared, though he kind of didn't expect things to escalate in a dressing room of all places. izumi should've seen this coming, seeing as he's becoming more bold in initiating it in public... ]

I told you, we're going to make it quick from here on out, hm?

[ he rips the lube open, dabbing some of the stuff onto his fingers before snaking his arms around his submissive's waist, fingers moving downwards to circle around the other's entrance. ]

Unless you want to take it slow until we're caught...? I didn't think you'd be so into this... Sanchan. ♪

[ it's all in good fun, don't worry. because izumi does like teasing him, pushing him to his limit... everything about him, honestly. but it's still not something he can readily admit even to himself. ]

[Ah, it's such a bad idea, but he can't help the way his throat goes dry when Izumi suggests they take things slowly. If the circumstances were different, he'd love to make this last as long as it could, just the two of them wrapped in a soft, colorful cocoon—but it's not just the two of them. That's the problem. So he leans into Izumi, a hand slipping down to his waist to stroke his Dominant's cock, unable to stop himself from shivering in anticipation, pressing small kisses to his neck and throat.]

I...didn't think so, either.

[There's no point in lying about how much he's enjoying it when he's this hard, when even the thought of Izumi fucking him here is making him breathless.]

W-We'll have to discuss that nickname a little later, but for now I just...

[He just wants Izumi. But it seems in poor taste to just repeat his own words back to him, so he tilts his head up to kiss his lips again, tongue moving against his mouth in a similarly languid pace to his hand on Izumi's dick.]

[ it really is too bad that they're not in somewhere much more private like their home, because izumi wanted to take it slow with him too as opposed to taking it fast and hard like back then, when they'd just wanted to get this contract over with.

izumi kisses him back with equal vigor, his cock hardening in the other's grasp and eager to finally enter him, but izumi's got to prep sandalphon up first; he slides a finger in, then two, stretching him out proper with little scissory motions, careful not to go too fast out of sheer excitement -- ]

...I know. You want me inside so badly, right?

[ he has to break the kiss at some point to catch his breath, and also to rip open the condom he's holding and roll it over his dick. as much as he wants to raw sandalphon he still has to keep in mind that they'd inevitably make a mess when they're done here. thinking ahead as always.

mmm, give him a moment to rub his length in between sandalphon's beautiful legs, his tip just prodding at his entrance. ] I thought I can call you whatever you want... Would you rather I call you mine instead?

[ and with that he slides in, slowly and carefully, immediately shutting sandalphon up with his mouth with another sloppy kiss just in case. yes, yes that seems about right. the supreme primarch, for the time being, is his and his alone. ]

Edited 2019-04-13 08:46 (UTC)

[Sandalphon shudders and squirms the entire time Izumi stretches him, wanting more than anything to just tell him to fuck him already, he's a primal beast, he doesn't need to be handled so delicately—but he's already barely managing to stay quiet, murmuring wordlessly into the crook of his Dominant's neck.

He looks up to respond to Izumi's question when it's asked, eyes sparking with defiance, but the feeling of being so thoroughly filled steals his words from him, knocks the breath out of him; yes, he'll be his, just for now, as long as he makes him feel this good, and he whimpers against Izumi's lips, leans into the kiss, rocks his hips impatiently.

Every sound seems so loud when they're in public. Their heavy breathing, the soft flutter of his wings, skin meeting skin—but that makes it more exciting, somehow. He digs his fingernails into Izumi's back to cling to him and kisses him once more, twice more, as many times as he needs to in order to muffle the quiet little sounds that slip traitorously from his throat.]

[ izumi had never gotten the appeal of doing it in public at first, but these days he's starting to see the light - the adrenaline coursing through his veins as he fucks sandalphon faster, heart racing at the thought of someone out there not knowing that's really going on in here... or maybe they knew all this time and decided to leave them alone or even try to get off at the sounds they're making. because who wouldn't? doing something like this beneath an angel's wings is blasphemous enough as it is, yet that only excites izumi even more.

he stops kissing sandalphon for a moment, only to catch his breath, and his hand moves down one of his legs to prop it up by the back of his knee; he wants to go harder and deeper inside sandalphon so badly, reach in to his very core if he could, and so he snaps his hips up to meet his partner's, quickening the pace now that he can slam into him at a better angle --

but he can still hear the sounds outside their little cocoon, so he shuts whatever sound sandalphon's going to make in this position with another kiss, even though he couldn't resist moaning deeply into his mouth either from how good sandalphon feels, inside and out. ]

Edited 2019-04-14 11:17 (UTC)

[It's a good thing Izumi's thinking far enough ahead to shut Sandalphon up before he can make any noise, because the desperate, heated cry he would've otherwise made would have definitely been enough to garner attention from just about everyone in the store. Izumi's brutal pace is exactly what he needs, every thrust of his hips hitting the places inside him that make his back arch and vision blur. His fingers dig into his Dominant's back again, leaving red marks even with his short, blunt nails, and he knows it must be painful, but he can't stop himself; he needs something to hold onto in this position, something to keep him grounded while he does what he can to keep quiet. He shamelessly ruts against Izumi, keeping time with his thrusts, wanting him deeper and harder and not being able to ask for any of it with circumstances the way they are—if they weren't in public he'd be moaning his name the way he knows he likes it, because it always seems to encourage him.

But they know each other's bodies well enough to not need words anymore, don't they?

Sandalphon breaks the kiss, gasping; he's so close, so close, but he can't say anything here, and—he buries his face in the crook of Izumi's neck, gritting his teeth, trembling and raking his hands down the other man's back as he comes, spilling all over his own abdomen. He'll have to change his shirt for sure now, he idly thinks for a moment, a single solid thought amidst the mess the rest of his head's become.

He presses his lips against Izumi's once more as soon as he's caught his breath, because it wouldn't do for him to make any noise and get them caught at the last minute.]

[ it's true, it's all true, that izumi would'ven lost his mind if sandalphon were able to moan his name the way he likes it - it's all he ever wanted from him since he's become more accustomed to first-name basis, and... sandalphon really isn't the only one who likes getting manhandled around here, judging from the restrained whimpering izumi's making at the scratches on his back. those are going to leave marks, and unlike sandalphon it'll take a while for him to heal from all that, but it feels so good that he really can't complain right now.

but that's all the better, isn't it? it's what he'd said to sandalphon earlier - that it'd be like bringing a little reminder of their raunchy rendezvous wherever they go, with none the wiser.

izumi didn't expect sandalphon to come untouched though... then again, he's riled him up since the beginning, and it seems that even primal beasts have their limits. this only motivates izumi to snap his hips up some more, groaning wantonly into his submissive's mouth until finding his own release inside him. his own legs are about to give up on the both of them from the climax, so he'll carefully lower himself and sandalphon onto the floor, finally breaking the kiss one more time to nuzzle his head onto the crook on the other's neck to catch his breath.

that was... amazing, so to speak. if only he'd have the words for it, because izumi's still fully aware that they're in a public place and the noises they've been making would've alerted anyone within the vicinity by now, but he couldn't care less. what's more important is the feeling of sandalphon right next to him, breathing in the sight and scent of him. ]

( catchall ) even now i still dream of you

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