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

[Any hesitation Sandalphon still feels snaps in an instant; his throat goes dry and he shoves Izumi onto his back, following him down to prop himself up on his arms and stare at him laid out below. It's such a shame he's already shirtless, because undressing him has become one of Sandalphon's favorite things to do of late, but on the bright side, there's nothing between him and his Dominant's beautiful body.

He knows Izumi's body just as well as, if not better than his own; he touches him far more often than he touches himself, after all. So he knows exactly where to sink his teeth in, hard enough to bruise. He's usually at least somewhat careful about leaving marks in places easy to cover, and if they are somewhere Izumi would have to apply makeup, it's usually a faint mark at best.

Not so this time; he nips harshly at the side of Izumi's neck, starting just under his chin and leaving a bright red trail of broken capillaries in his wake as he sucks and scrapes his teeth against the thin skin there. Not holding back means marking Izumi wherever he can reach; it means grinding his smooth, melodious voice to dust and gravel from screaming Sandalphon's name; it means fucking him harder and better than anyone else in Duplicity can, so that even when he's with the people he loves he'll always compare it to this in the end. Because Sandalphon wants him so much more than he can ever really show, to the point that he doesn't want to share him with anyone.

Just for tonight, he'll be selfish, because Izumi wants him to be.]

[ everything happened so fast that izumi didn't have time to brace himself for what's to come, though he did expect this for the most part. seeing sandalphon stare down at him with so much hunger in his eyes is sending excitable chills up his spine; it takes him back to when the former taught him how to swordfight and how izumi was completely powerless against him despite his best efforts.

sandalphon really is a beast after all, and izumi has finally gone and unleashed that from within him.

he lets out a throat groan at the harsh bite, wincing at the realization that his submissive has actually drawn blood from his skin, and normally izumi would stop him right there and smack him for going overboard - but he doesn't. the sting feels right somehow, and he thinks that maybe one scar wouldn't hurt. it lasts longer than the bites and bruises ever will.

but he does take a fistful of sandalphon's hair and give it a bit of a tug, warning him that he's going too far, but he cranes his neck to show off more of that smooth skin that were previously marred by the lips of people izumi had slept with thus far. he wonders if sandalphon gets jealous every time he has to fulfill quota with other people, and a part of him wishes that he is. ]

Hah, more... [ his hands rake up and down sandalphon's back, with one of them snaking downwards to cup his bottom, ] I'm all yours, so... Claim me.

[ because izumi desperately wants to be validated by him too, the supreme primarch foolhardy enough to choose a mortal out of everyone else. ]

[Is he, though?

The bitter thought burns in the back of Sandalphon's head even as he murmurs an apology against Izumi's skin, gently soothing the wound with his tongue. The thick, metallic taste of blood in his mouth is sobering, as is seeing it smear across his perfectly porcelain throat; he's surprised he's still on board with this after being hurt literally within minutes of starting. Then again, it's not like Izumi to back down, after all.

So, more carefully this time—slower, more meticulous, Sandalphon continues his thorough marking of Izumi's neck, small bruises and blood smears dotting it all the way around, spitefully covering any lingering blemishes that might remain from being bitten or kissed too hard with his own. He's never had a problem with Izumi seeking attention from other men; it'd be hypocritical, after seeking others out himself, and unrealistic given the atmosphere of Duplicity. And, he has to remind himself, he doesn't have a reason to have a problem in the first place.

But even so, he wants all of them, every single man Izumi's ever slept with, to see these.]

Mmm...

[Sandalphon kisses along Izumi's jawline, groping him through his sweatpants, movements eager and purposeful but deliberately not doing much of anything at all. If he's already making demands like this...heck, if he started out with a demand, then Sandalphon wants to hear him beg, and the easiest way to do that is to tease him.]

By the time I'm done with you, the whole city will know you're mine.

[They'll see it in the marks on his neck, they'll hear it in the hoarseness of his voice, and just thinking about it is getting Sandalphon hot and bothered.]

[ sandalphon may have softened his bites a tad, but it doesn't make the entire gesture less intense; izumi blinks back the tears that prick at his eyes every time the angel sucks another deep mark on his skin, whining at the hand on his clothed dick. he's already this hard, most probably from that bite that drew blood, and he wonders if he really is just that much of a masochist.

mm, maybe. he can't help the shudder that went up his spine at sandalphon's words, after all. izumi may talk big about having the supreme primarch as his every beck and call, but in truth he's just so honored to be put in his place by him - a mere reminder that he's only a mortal and sandalphon is not. far from it, and the best part is that only a nonhuman entity like him can ever thoroughly wreck izumi like this, because every man izumi's slept with this far treats him like glass, holding themselves back from ruining such a beauty with their carnal desires.

and izumi has had enough of being handled with care anymore. at least for tonight. ]

Nn, just... fucking do something...

[ about the growing problem between his legs, that is. he ruts his hips up against sandalphon's hand, wanting to touch and be touched, his perfectly shaped nails raking up and down his back, making sure to leave his own marks there. like sandalphon, izumi really doesn't want to beg for something like this and would rather demand for it... but who knows how long he's going to last before his resolve snaps. ]

I'm sure you can ask more nicely than that.

[But then again, not asking nicely is what makes Izumi Izumi. Either way, it's...cute.

Sandalphon leans down to kiss him on the cheek, wiping at the corner of his eye with his free hand. Seeing him near tears like this is...exhilarating, somehow, as though he's seeing something he shouldn't. The sting of Izumi's nails scraping at his skin makes him shudder, shoulders twitching as his Dominant rakes them across the sensitive spot between them.]

I still have to make sure you're ready, you know...in fact, it's more important now than it ever has been.

[Since he'll be that much rougher, after all—though he's definitely teasing him on purpose.

Still, he at least has the decency to pull Izumi's pants off and stroke him while he rummages through the bedside table for the lube they keep there. He remembers when it had felt scandalous just to know it was there, but now...]

Though if you wanted to encourage me, you could call my name.

[This is halfway between serious and a joke, if only because of how badly Sandalphon wants to hear it. It's not fair that Izumi's the only one who gets to hear his name in throes of passion!]

[ this isn't really the first time izumi has cried during sex, but this is one hell of an improvement compared to the last time he shed tears on sandalphon. at least he isn't openly sobbing over how much he'd hurt him... emotionally, that is. a little blood won't hurt anybody.

his throat goes dry when sandalphon places more emphasis at prepping him and he swallows, the flush deepening in his cheeks as he huffs. just where did all this sass come from? sandalphon's not normally like this - then again, it isn't everyday where he tops him, so he's probably lapping this all up.

and he asks why izumi can't ask nicely about this... so annoying. he doesn't have the patience for that right now, dammit. ]

You have to... earn it first.

[ izumi's also not going to play fair here either, despite the way his hips are grinding up to meet sandalphon's hand, panting at the friction between his legs. he wants it so bad right now, but he'd be lying if he said that he isn't nervous about what's to come. consider this as a tiny bit of revenge for not calling him by his name sooner. ]

Just-- come on... [ does this count as begging? maybe. ]

Edited 2019-05-14 10:12 (UTC)

[It counts. Sandalphon has been there himself, on the verge of begging, biting back the word please with every ounce of self-control he has; for people like him and Izumi, even getting this close to actually saying it is a huge concession.

He pulls his hand away from Izumi's length, licking the smear of precum off his fingers before slicking them up with lube. One slides into him, then another, carefully working him open; despite Sandalphon's overeagerness earlier, this is treated delicately and done as slowly and gently as always. Rushing preparation could end in a painful experience for Izumi, after all, and after already hurting him once, he's more cautious than ever.]

Mm...just a bit longer, Izumi...

[He pushes a third finger into him for good measure, murmuring quiet words of encouragement. Part of him considers pausing again here, just to see how he reacts, but at this point he's too excited himself to wait any longer himself. So once Izumi's been adequately stretched, Sandalphon lubes himself up, grasps Izumi's hips, and slowly slides his cock into his entrance, sighing in pleasure as he buries himself to the hilt.

Ah, he didn't put on a condom, now that he thinks about it, but...he's always wanted to fuck Izumi without one, so maybe it's fine. He pulls his hips back just enough for shallow, slow thrusts to acclimate him to his length.]

Let me know when you're ready.

[He can already feel his patience whittling away as he stares down at his Dominant, adoration and need in his gaze. He's so lovely, eyes still wet with tears and blood smeared across his bruise-mottled throat.

He never wants anyone else to see him like this.]

[ so much for loveliness - they've just barely started and izumi already looks like a mess, and it's going to get worse soon once sandalphon finds his rhythm and shows off his hidden strength as a primal beast. as much as izumi wants to be fucked ragged already, he truly appreciates the gentle preparation; the way he's being handled with care right now is reassuring, sighing as his back arches a little while sandalphon stretches him out proper.

then the fingers are replaced with his cock in his ass and izumi groans, throwing his head back; he dimly realizes that sandalphon's not wearing any protection and the sensation feels unfamiliar yet very much welcomed, now that there's nothing else between them, and izumi instinctively wraps his legs around the other's waist to pull him close, deeper.

he curiously looks up at sandalphon's lustful gaze before shyly turning away, whimpering as he writhes around his cock. this is way too tame, though. he just wants sandalphon to look at him with a different look in his eyes, like last time - ]

...I'm ready. Just-- keep me from walking tomorrow. Please.

[ ah, the magic words. he really must be desperate, and he's probably going to regret saying that once they're done. but for now he just... wants to be ruined by an angel he calls himself a beast tonight, and is sandalphon is already eager, izumi is just as ecstatic to see how much they can both handle each other from here on out. ]

[Try as he might to formulate a response, the only thing Sandalphon can manage is a guttural moan. It's so unfair to ask something like that of him, because at this rate...at this rate, he's really going to do just that.

His words still failing him, Sandalphon leans down for a messy, forceful kiss, nipping at Izumi's bottom lip until he tastes blood, though he can't be sure whether it's Izumi's or his own—ah, but if it is Izumi's then he's hurt him again—

But none of that matters, once he starts to set a rhythm.

The first few moments are just like every other time Izumi and Sandalphon have slept together. The movements of Sandalphon's hips start out just slightly harder than necessary, but he quickly sets a faster, brutal pace, each thrust more desperate than the last until he's pounding into Izumi like he's never done with anyone before; wanton, needy, fucking him like he's a primal beast instead of the fragile human he is, fingers sinking into his hips to hold him in place and leaving bruises in their wake. It feels different without a condom; it's always felt good, of course, but the sensations are more intense, lightning rushing up and down his spine with every movement he makes, leaving his head a mess. It's all he can do to focus his gaze on Izumi as he ravishes him, the look in his eyes dark and wanting and hungry, torn between knowing he has to be careful to listen in case he's too rough and no longer caring if he is.]

Izumi...

[He gasps breathlessly, noise escaping him with every roll of his hips, as though to compliment the sound of their skin slapping together as Sandalphon mercilessly slams into him. Ah, why has he never done this before? Why did he need to be talked into it, when it feels so good to be so rough?]

You—you're mine, ah, mine, all mine, all mine...

[If he wants it, he'll fuck Izumi like this every day, every night, so he can never walk again, so he can stay with Sandalphon forever. He whimpers the word "mine" over and over like a mantra, pupils blown wide as he takes in the sight of Izumi beneath him, eyes following his every move.]

[ no, izumi's pretty sure he's kissing sandalphon just as harshly as payback for his marred neck; he hasn't tasted anyone else's blood like this before and he shivers at the thought that he doesn't dislike having a taste of his dominant's own--

but izumi's idle thoughts were interrupted by sandalphon's thrusts becoming rougher and harder inside him, and he was so taken in by sandalphon's gaze on him that he covers his eyes with his arm, mentally praying that whatever god on high is looking away from them at this very moment. it's all too much, his throat feels as though it's going to give out from how loud he's moaning, but he can't help it if it feels so damn good to be ravaged like this. ]

Ah, San-- Sandalphon... I'm, ah, I'm yours, I've always been...

[ ever since sandalphon had shown up up on his door, maybe ever since they'd met at orientation, where izumi had promised to take care of him. it's not so bad, being doted on as well on top of being put in his place as a mere mortal compared to the supreme primarch, and sometimes izumi will need a reminder on who truly is the most powerful of them two.

everything's painful, but it's a good kind of pain, one that izumi's willing to endure for him. though his hand reaches down to pump at his own leaking cock, practically crying in pleasure the more sandalphon prods at his sweet spot. he must look so out of it right now, with tears and blood and now a bit of drool from his mouth - all the more reason to hide his face as much as he wants to continue watching that look in his submissive's eyes. ]

No...no, no, let me...

[Sandalphon had seemed lost in his own thoughts, but as soon as Izumi covers his face, his eyes focus again, boring intensely down on the arm he's using to cover his face.]

You're so beautiful, Izumi, let me see you, look at me—

[He'll be downright humiliated about the plaintive, pleading tone in his voice and the honesty of his words later. But for now, he wants to see Izumi as he's taken apart, as he's vulnerable and lowly beneath him.

And if Izumi won't let him see, he'll just have to make him—too much hesitation to move his arm, and Sandalphon will grab it and force it out of place with the same reckless amount of force he's using to rail Izumi into the mattress.

He'll give Izumi what he wants, but he won't be denied his own selfish whims.]

[ izumi has always been shameless - it comes with the territory of being a model, after all. coupled with his obsessive personality, there's no real reason for him to be so suddenly shy in the first place. maybe it's because sandalphon is doing it, with the innate power he holds in this relationship that they have.

which is why his sincerity has evoked quite an effect on izumi, prompting him to look up at his submissive, slack-jawed and panting for more. this isn't the first time he's been called beautiful - god knows how many times leo had written and sung about it - but it's so rare to hear such words from sandalphon that he thinks he's being delusional right now. ]

Hah... S-Say that again... Ah, please...

[ say it as many times as he needs to, until izumi's convinced himself that this is all real, that an angel is definitely making rough love to him right now. he manages a lopsided smile as he faces sandalphon fully, reaching a hand up to caress his face. ]

[He can barely bite back a whimper as Izumi's fingers brush his cheek. He's the one who wanted to be looked at, but as soon as their eyes meet, a shudder goes down Sandalphon's spine and settles below his belly, stoking fires that are already running too hot. Izumi's teary eyes and messy, disheveled expression are sheer perfection, something he wants to keep only for himself, as long as he lives.]

So...so beautiful, Izumi, the most beautiful mortal I've ever met...

[His mouth is running on autopilot, his head too swaddled in pleasure to control it.]

Mmmnn, you're beautiful, I love you, I love...ah, Izumi, Izumiiii...

[He feels his climax building, far too late to do anything to stop it; he wants to enjoy this forever, wants to see the bruises bloom on his Dominant's flawless skin and hear his voice ragged with want until he's sick of it, but even then he'd just go from wanting to ravage him to wanting to pamper him, wouldn't he?

Sandalphon snarls, his hips stuttering to a halt as he spills inside of Izumi, and—god, he'll have to thank him for letting him do this raw once he's capable of speaking again, because it's the best it's ever felt. He's dimly aware of his own voice lowly moaning Izumi's name again, the only word he can ever seem to remember during times like these.

It hasn't even occurred to him that he's just confessed feelings he's been holding back for a while.]

[ --ah, he actually said it. even with all the moaning and the way sandalphon's hitting in all the right places inside izumi, the latter has actually caught him saying it. the revelation is all too overwhelming for a human like him that he comes not long after sandalphon, spilling all over his stomach while being filled up, and he pulls sandalphon down on him for a messy kiss to shut him up for a second.

he still can't comprehend that someone like sandalphon would actually love him, that maybe he only said that in the heat of the moment. and it's not like izumi can think more on this deeply when they're both basking in the afterglow right now, so for now he'll let himself believe. ]

...I love you too. [ whispered in his ear, still holding him close. it feels weird just saying that to someone who was previously a stranger, unlike the ones he's known for more than a year in yumenosaki, but that might be the reason why he's felt closer to sandalphon in the first place.

he definitely needs to be cleaned up first, but if his submissive still thinks he's beautiful even like this, then it might not be so bad. getting wrecked by the supreme primarch himself is such an honor ♪ ]

[Sandalphon's chest heaves as he groans wordlessly against Izumi's skin, the heat from their bodies making his head swim. At first, it's unclear whether or not he even heard Izumi's response, but as his brain catches up with the rest of him...

At first, he panics. He went and said it, something that he can't take back, something he's been sitting on for a while now, and not only that, but Izumi said it too. Izumi loves him back. Izumi loves him back.

And so that panic bubbling up in his chest dissipates even quicker than it appeared in the first place, leaving Sandalphon somewhere between giddy and terrified. He could hardly be blamed, he thinks, for letting his feelings get the best of him.

And his feelings are telling him that he's not done with Izumi quite yet, so he hauls himself up, pressing his lips to his Dominant's, and murmurs, practically purring:]

You look like you'll still be able to walk in the morning.

[And that's no good at all, is it? So it's time for round two to begin.]

[ well that made all the blood in his body sink down to his dick. izumi's already feeling a bit sore down there, but he'll be damned if he goes against sandalphon's selfish whims right now, especially when he's being like this. so he nods, readies himself for the next round --

and the next, and the next. primal beasts are, after all, not human, and that means they have all the stamina in the world and skies to keep going, and every time izumi thinks he's finally done, he'd notice how hard sandalphon still is, and he can't help but encourage that at the expense of his hipbones potentially breaking. and if nothing else, there's still his mouth, to which sandalphon has gleefully emptied himself into a couple of times already. the old excuse about needing protein still works, apparently.

but it seems that izumi's finally run his course after - what, round three? four? he's honestly lost count; it's really as if sandalphon's aiming to fuck his brains out from how energetic he's still being. he can barely think amidst the endless sound of skin slapping against each other, their own moans and screams intermingling, and right now that's all that matters. ]

S-San--... Sandalphon, please...

[ he's still not sure what he's begging for here. he's on all fours, ass up on his knees while the rest of him is slumped down on the bed, fingers weakly gripping at the bedsheets. his voice is hoarse from all the abuse it'd gotten, from moaning sandalphon's name over and over to all the cum he had to swallow, and he just -- feels so used and normally he'd be angry at being treated like this, but at this point he's too tired to raise a finger. ]

I, ah, feel so full, so full of you... I'm r-really almost there--

[ his own dick is furiously red, dripping all over the mattress, yearning to be touched and yet not wanting any from all the sensitivity. izumi's really going to break at this rate, but maybe... maybe the angel would help him up to heaven, if such a place does exist. sandalphon can do anything he sets his mind to, after all. ]

Edited 2019-07-07 11:20 (UTC)

[It's not immediately apparent if Sandalphon hears him, as occupied as he is with fucking Izumi's thighs. Using his throat or his ass again when he's this tired is too much, even as desperate as Sandalphon is to keep going. His head's fuzzy, but the thought occurs to him that he shouldn't try to get the sheets much dirtier—

So he pulls away and splatters Izumi's back with cum, watches it trickle down the seam of his spine, breathing heavily at the obscenity of it all. He's already a mess, there's no need to make him even more of one, but even so...]

One more time. Just one more, you don't have to—I promise you don't have to swallow any more, but I...

[Even as he speaks, Sandalphon gently grips Izumi's hips to flip him over. So much for not making a mess, but he's already forgotten all about those concerns as he carefully seats himself on his lover's chest, the head of his cock brushing against his lips.

He knows Izumi's still hard too, so he reaches between his legs and pumps his shaft with his hand, carefully watching his reaction. Is it pained? Pleased? Somewhere in between? He's been so patient and so good, the last thing he wants to do is hurt him now.]

Just...please just use your tongue, I'm...

[He's so sensitive it won't take much to send him over the edge again, between that and the sheer anticipation writhing in his gut. To see Izumi in such a defiled state...

...He wonders when it was he became so depraved.]

[ izumi hasn't gotten the appeal of having his thighs fucked until now; the friction is amazing even with bare skin, and izumi was close to coming right then and there if it weren't for sandalphon going ahead and making a complete mess out of him. it's depraved and disgusting, but he's just too weak to say anything, both from exhaustion and sandalphon being so lively even when coming so many times in a row...

he's never going to underestimate him again after this.

he groans at the added weight on his chest and the tip of his cock prodding against his lips, but he opens his mouth to sob when sandalphon rubs him out. izumi's already too stimulated at this point that he releases way too soon, probably after a couple of pumps, staining his own stomach and sandalphon's backside. there, now they're both filthy.

but izumi doesn't mind one bit at all. he's panting and red all over, but he's still eager at getting the last laugh, laving his tongue over the other male's dick in an effort to clean him up despite not having to swallow any more of his cum. even in his afterglow he's craving more of it, not caring anymore if he's disgusting because of it. he's even lifting a hand to wrap around sandalphon's length, giving it a few more rubs as if encouraging him to empty himself in his mouth and all over his face if his partner so desires. and if that wanton look on his face won't achieve that effect, nothing will.

because right now, all izumi wants is him and him alone, no matter how depraved he's become. in fact, it's even more exciting that way. ]

[Sandalphon stares down at him, consumed with hunter and lust and need, licking pearly streaks of cum from his fingers, savoring the bitter taste of it. What a wonderful sound he'd made...and yet, the finality of it stops him from tormenting Izumi any further; he's content simply to watch his Dominant dutifully lap at the head of his dick.]

Ah...c-careful, I'm...

[He doesn't have enough time to finish the warning before he comes one last time, spilling all over his face. His breath catches in his throat as he comes down from his orgasm, muscles finally starting to go weak...but that won't do at all. Izumi may be delightfully, perversely sullied, and Sandalphon will allow himself as long as he wants to take in the sight of him, but before he lets himself fall asleep, he did promise he'd clean up...

...For now, though, he leans down to kiss him, the taste of himself mingling with Izumi's on his tongue.]

You're so, so beautiful...

[And the messier he gets, the more beautiful he becomes. After all, with his face splattered with cum like this, there's no mistaking who he belongs to.]

[ it's a good thing izumi manages to close his eyes before it happens, yet he wasn't really prepared to take it all in his face. he feels completely defiled, embarrassed that he let someone do this to his God-given face... but if an angel did this then maybe it's not so bad.

he weakly kisses sandalphon back, relishing the taste of themselves in their mouths, head swimming and face burning at how he's told that he's still beautiful even like this. izumi's relieved that sandalphon's finally started to feel exhausted, as he knows that he'd probably pass out if they go on for one last round. no, this is the perfect way to end it - there's really no mistaking on who he belongs to now.

he'd like to say something, anything, but his voice would sound so hoarse at this point that he'll have to come up for an explanation later. but he manages to find what's left of his voice, hand carefully reaching up to brush away sandalphon's hair from his face with a satisfied, loving smile. ]

Love... Love you too.

[ ugh, maybe that's too lame and sappy to say after a couple of hours of rough sex. but can he really scrounge up more braincells to say anything else when sandalphon has completely fucked his brains out? probably not. he definitely needs to be cleaned up though before going to bed, because he is not going to sleep with drying cum on his body. so here, he's tugging at your arm, let's go. ]

[He'll do Izumi one better and scoop him up into his arms, princess carrying him to the bathroom and setting him down on the edge of the cabinet while he starts the bath. He's doing everything he can to ignore the pounding in his chest from Izumi's words, but he's definitely blushing the whole way.]

Do you want the water warm or cool...?

[Probably cooler, right? That's the temperature he's defaulting to, at least, as he returns to Izumi's side with a wet towel to wipe him clean before his bath.]

...I didn't go too far, did I...?

[Now that he's getting a look at him in the harsher light of the bathroom, he...really made a mess of him...bruises and bite marks all over his body, kiss-swollen lips, and...

...Izumi's going to kill him, isn't he...]

[ does he even look like he can kill somebody in this state, let alone the self-proclaimed most powerful being in the skies? absolutely not. izumi looks absolutely spent, and he can only make soft grunts as he's gently wiped all over...

but he leans his head onto sandalphon's shoulder, resting his chin on it and humming. his voice comes out as a croak more than anything when he speaks. ]

Thank... you.

[ ...he's still very incoherent, his mind clouded over, but he's not in the least bit angry at all. for now, he just wants to be pampered, like how he usually pampers sandalphon whenever they're done having sex. ]

[Sandalphon stills very briefly; how can Izumi be thanking him when he'd completely lost control of himself like that? It's true that he'd never once objected, but...no matter how he looks at it, he's definitely crossed a line.

He strokes Izumi's hair, pressing kisses into his temple and across his forehead, before carefully moving away to pour some soap into the running water—a bubble bath, of sorts. Once that's done, he hoists Izumi back into his arms and carefully lowers him into the tub, climbing in behind him and nestling against his back, arms around his waist and kissing the nape of his neck. He's taking extra care to be especially affectionate, after the proverbial beating he's put him through, all gentle touches and sweet gestures...

...Ah, but he can't forget to actually clean him off, either. Just wiping him down with a wet towel isn't enough, though it got rid of most of the...immediate mess. He cups some water in his hands, ruefully realizing he should've grabbed the shower head, and does his best to get Izumi's hair wet so he can wash it, rubbing his scalp with gentle, slow circles.]

Keep your eyes closed for now...I don't want you to get any soap in them.

[But he can't fall asleep, either. If he does, Sandalphon's going to jostle him awake, because the last thing either of them need is for Izumi to end up with his face in the water and be given a much ruder awakening.]

[ the water is a bit too cool for izumi's taste, yet he doesn't make a peep to complain and in fact lets his muscles relax when sandalphon joins him in the tub. it's a little strange to be at the receiving part of aftercare, to be spoiled by sandalphon of all people with soft kisses and gentle caresses, and he thinks that he could get used to this a whole lot. it's a side of sandalphon that rarely pops up, after all, and it's a good thing the primal couldn't see him smile a tiny bit from here.

seriously though, how can he keep himself from sleeping when sandalphon's shampooing his hair like that? izumi lolls his head forward a little, already crossing the realm of sleep at this point, but he's aware enough not to fall into the water and potentially drown himself.

by the time sandalphon's done with him, he's already sound asleep. feeling a bit cold from the water, but feeling warm on the inside with all the attention that's been given to him. ]

Edited 2019-09-09 12:52 (UTC)

[Ah, he's asleep...well, if he's that tired he'd better make this quick. Sandalphon rinses the shampoo out of Izumi's hair and gives the rest of his body a careful cleaning as well, then leans him back against the edge of the tub as he pulls the stopper out to let the water drain. A quick trip to the linen cabinet results in an armful of towels that Sandalphon uses to carefully dry Izumi off with. From there, he hoists Izumi back into his arms, gently jostling him awake to ask him a few things.]

Let's sleep in my bed tonight, alright? I'll change and wash the sheets on yours tomorrow...

[And there's another matter, too.]

Do you want me to get something for you to sleep in?

[Sleeping naked is fine for Sandalphon but he isn't sure about Izumi...]

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we can timeskip to cum marking if you want or we can just play out the whole damn th

shh i gotchu

im still crying at how hot this tag was...blair you snappedt

cries at your filthy ass tag too... what have we done

we've ascended

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