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yanderebitchclub2019-04-06 10:37 am
obsessiveness) wrote in yanderebitchclub2019-04-06 10:37 am
( catchall ) even now i still dream of you
gonna put some shitpost here later ok the point is is that we're free to wild tf out
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[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!]
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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. ]
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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.]
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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. ]
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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.]
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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. ]
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[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.]
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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. ]
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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.]
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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 ♪ ]
we can timeskip to cum marking if you want or we can just play out the whole damn th
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.]
shh i gotchu
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. ]
im still crying at how hot this tag was...blair you snappedt
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.]
cries at your filthy ass tag too... what have we done
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. ]
we've ascended
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.]
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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. ]
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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...]
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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. ]
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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.]
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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. ]
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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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Pa--... Pajama...
[ he gurgles before attempting to fall asleep in his lover's arms yet again. seriously, does he need to be told on what to do even for things like this? then again, sandalphon's achieved a lot of firsts on this night alone, so izumi will let it slide for now. ]
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...Maybe this is what it's like to think someone is adorable.
[He mutters it to himself, assuming Izumi can't hear him. After all, he's doing his best to fall asleep. Sandalphon presses another kiss to the top of his head as he continues down the hall, grabs some pajamas for Izumi, and carries him to his own bedroom.
After carefully laying him down and lifting his legs enough to shimmy his pajama pants up over his waist, Sandalphon gets to working on the shirt, eyes flickering between the bruises that litter his torso again. His neck in particular is a mess...maybe he should just heal it up now and get it over with?
...Then again, as tired as he is himself, he might honestly pass out in the middle of it. It's probably best to wait until morning, after he's had some time to recuperate. Still, it looks painful...and before he knows it, he's hunkered down to straddle Izumi's waist, leaning down to leave a trail of gentle kisses down his neck, to the bites on his shoulder and every other mark he left on the man he loves. He knows that you can't actually kiss someone better, of course, no matter how fond mortals are of the expression. But hopefully this gets the sentiment across without disturbing him too much from his attempt to sleep.
He mulls over their exchanged confessions, wonders if it will feel any different if he says it again. But without the adrenaline and a rush of pleasure to keep him from thinking too hard, his throat traps the words before he can give voice to them again, no matter what he tries. Sandalphon loves Izumi...and Izumi had told him he loves him back. It should be enough just to know that. After all, that's how it is with Lucifer, isn't it? Knowing that he's loved is enough, because it has to be. Because they can't be together, after all.
It's as simple as that, so why can't he just be content with the way things are?
Sandalphon aggressively shakes his head, reaching for the pajama top once more.]
Izumi, put your arms up...
[He speaks quietly, and if Izumi's too tired to do it or already asleep, Sandalphon will just move his arms himself.]
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sandalphon will have to move his arms, though. izumi wants to be spoiled more and more, what can he say. and once he's fully dressed for the night, izumi wastes no time in clinging to sandalphon's arm, bringing him down on the bed beside him. ]
Sleep... with me.
[ like, right now. everything else can wait in the morning, he just wants more of the primal's warmth for the rest of the night. ]
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He cradles Izumi against him, carding his fingers through his still-damp hair, breathes in the scent of his skin and the soap from the bath. It feels like, for a moment, that this is really where he belongs, nestled in bed with the man he loves. But the moment passes, and Sandalphon feels guilty for having the thought in the first place, even as he holds Izumi closer.
He'll have to do something about this. He can't just pretend he didn't confess his feelings tonight, but...he can't let this turn into anything more, either. They can't stay together, after all, so wouldn't it be best to let this wither before it finds a place to settle and grow?
...He can think about that tomorrow. For tonight, he'll do what Izumi wants, sharing his warmth and his heart one more time.]
...Good night, Izumi.
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we out here living like wild animals
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