( catchall ) even now i still dream of you

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gonna put some shitpost here later ok the point is is that we're free to wild tf out

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[obsessiveness]

[ on one hand, izumi should feel like the luckiest primal alive; he was, after all, being chased by the supreme primarch himself out of everyone else. maybe it's his rather innate connection to echidna, a fellow snake-like primal, upon coming to in bestia island that led him to start taking care of the beasts along with her, or maybe it has something to do with his amnesia that made him unable to remember the past few hundred years since the astral war.

or maybe he's just hot. izumi wouldn't blame sandalphon at if that were the case.

but dealing with sandalphon was annoying at first, largely due to the fact that they're both belligerent, stubborn assholes. sandalphon keeps coming back to check on him, imploring him to remember what they used to have, and all izumi could offer is a weird stare in return. what past? the archangel was in that very same war, wasn't he? why is he making the attempt to reconnect now?

especially like this. ]

...I can't believe I'm doing this. Be honored that I'm even considering this in the first place.

[ that deadpan comment is made at himself more than anything, as if he's tired of his own bullshit. izumi's on his knees, with he and sandalphon tucked away in the forest after making sure they're all alone. sandalphon had wanted to try something in order to bring his memories back, and while izumi was just joking about getting him off if it stresses the supreme primarch, that much... well, here they are. ]

It's my idea anyway, so I guess I'll have to suffer the consequences.

[ not that suggesting that he'll suck sandalphon off is a bad thing or whatever. not at all. maybe he's being contrary to get what he wants in this, though it can be hard to tell to anyone who's not familiar with izumi's tsundere-isms. the slight flush in his cheeks even completes the look. ]

Just... show me already.

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[Honestly, there's a part of Sandalphon that can't believe he's doing this either. He's been very, very careful not to mention certain specific details about his relationship with Izumi, namely the fact that they were intimate with one another. It's one thing to be told you have a significant other after you've lost your memories; it's another thing entirely to be told that you and said significant other were sexually active. With that in mind, Sandalphon's decided it isn't fair to Izumi to tell him about that.

...But maybe that was naive of him. Naturally, anyone would come to that assumption after a while, right? And although Sandalphon's been holding himself back from touching him or talking about their time spent together in bed, he hasn't held back in voicing how beautiful he thinks Izumi is. Looking back on it, it must have been obvious from the start. That's the only reason Izumi would think to say something like that, even in jest, right?

Frankly, the one he's disappointed in is himself; he could have just as easily laughed this off, but as soon as Izumi made the suggestion, he'd felt his urges getting the best of him, felt his composure caving. He's already half-hard, something made quickly apparent as Sandalphon slowly lifts the cloth around his waist with one hand, the other tracing the edge of his own leggings. It's pathetic and he knows it, but seeing Izumi like this, on his knees, cheeks pink, only reminds him of the times they've done this before.

He misses him so much. Even so, he's hesitating.]

...You don't...have to do this, you know. I'm...I'm sure there are other ways...

[Frankly, it's a miracle that Izumi is still putting up with his attempts to jog his memory. Every time one of them fails, Sandalphon's afraid that it will be the last time, that Izumi's patience will run out and he'll lose another man he loves—this time, not to death, but simply because his feelings changed.

This is asking a lot more than any of the other things they've tried, and he's terrified that maybe it really will be too much this time.]

...Of course, I want this—I do, but don't force yourself...

[Ugh. He hasn't sounded so weak-willed since his days in the garden, but he's genuinely not sure which response he should go with.]

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[ izumi has to raise an eyebrow at that, hands already resting on sandalphon's waist as he inches forward. it's a little strange to see the supreme primarch already scrambling for his words here, but izumi can't help but relish in that. in fact it's... quite cute, in a totally pathetic way. ]

Make up your mind already, jeez. It's not like I'm going to bite you or anything.

[ ...or maybe he will, just to tease him. he opens his mouth and softly bites on sandalphon's clothed inner thigh, gently tugging at the skin there with his fangs. one hand moves from his waist and gropes at sandalphon's cock, blush reddening at how hard he already is. ]

Or maybe you'd want me to...?

[ because izumi does. he really does, and he notes at how he's already a bit of a natural at this, as if he's really done something like this before. but as far as he knows, he'd rather tease sandalphon for acting like a complete virgin right now than confront the fact that his hypothesis about his memory being wiped may be true. ]

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[There's no suppressing the shudder that crawls down Sandalphon's spine at the suggestion, his mind immediately and unhelpfully reminding him of all the times Izumi worshipped his thighs, kissing and sucking and biting until they ached. Yes, he wants to admit, yes, he wants Izumi to bite him the way he always did, even as he catches sight of those inhumanly sharp teeth in his mouth, he'd give anything to feel it one more time—]

I won't stop you if you try. This was your idea, after all, so you should at least be allowed to do what you want.

[But setting up expectations for Izumi to meet is failing the both of them.

He pushes the waistband of his leggings down to his knees, enough to expose every inch of his thighs, refusing to say he wants to be bitten but wordlessly encouraging Izumi to do it.]

...I want you to enjoy yourself, no matter what.

[Even if it doesn't end up bringing back his lost memories...even if this leads nowhere, he's trembling at the very thought of being able to touch Izumi, of Izumi touching him, after so long.]

I want...

[He just wants Izumi.]

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[ his thighs are beautiful, izumi's got to admit. it just makes anyone wonder what the former supreme primarch was thinking when he created this man from scratch. just thinking about it makes izumi feel possessive and -- weird, because why does he care about all that in the first place? for all he knows, sandalphon would've done this with someone else because he's that desperate for attention or something.

still, he can't help his grip tightening, sharp nails digging into the angel's skin as he nibbles lightly on the other's thigh. teasing, teasing, until he bites down a little harder and puncturing his skin with his teeth a bit. he shouldn't be bleeding too much, but just in case he laps up the little wound his rather thin, forked tongue.

mm, there we go. it's not dark enough to leave a welt though, so he repeats this again and again, sucking and kissing along sandalphon's leg until he can just reach his crotch where he should be hard by now. if he isn't, then izumi's not doing a proper job. ]

Won't other people see these, though...

[ he whispers against his other leg, kissing sweetly alongside it. there's that feeling of deja-vu again, so it could be possible that he's done something like this with sandalphon before. but how? and when did it happen? ]

...Or maybe you just want to be touched right here. Isn't that right, Sandalphon?

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You...

[Sandalphon whimpers breathlessly, thighs trembling and cock achingly hard. It's been so, so long, but even so, to be reduced to this state already is pathetic. The changes to Izumi's tongue are a little strange, but it's not bad. In fact, the difference feels good, makes it a little more exciting.]

...Don't you think people being able to see it...is part of the appeal...?

[Just like you used to, he has to bite back. Though Izumi isn't wrong about the other thing, either; he wants so badly to be touched, needs it like mortals need air to breathe, and he gazes down at him with equal parts lust and adoration in his eyes.]

If it's you...if it's you touching me, then I want you to touch me everywhere, Izumi...

[He wonders if he should be so forward, but...he's not sure if he could stop himself even if he tried.]

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[ that is rather forward of him. izumi's not doing particularly special here aside from giving much attention to his legs, but maybe that's just sandalphon's weak point. izumi literally has the supreme primarch at the palm of his hand right now, and he doesn't know what to think.

just... why him, of all people? ]

You have to be more specific than that.

[ everywhere could mean anything, and the blush in izumi's cheeks reddens as he finally moves up to run his long tongue along the angel's shaft, teasing his tip with little butterfly kisses. ]

I still don't understand the appeal, but... It's an honor to serve the supreme primarch like this regardless.

[ even now there's still tones of subservience in him, as izumi carefully takes him in his mouth, making little guttural noises until the tip of his cock hits the back of his throat - something that he hasn't done before (unbeknownst to him, at least). izumi then starts moving his mouth, sucking him hard as one of his clawed hands grips his thigh while the other travels down between his legs for some much-needed attention there. ]

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[Sandalphon lets out a short, harsh gasp, fingers tangling in Izumi's hair and tugging at it. He's not used to this anymore, he can't handle being forced to take him to the hilt the way he used to, but that doesn't stop the urge to do it. It's so much different. His tongue, the way he moves...he doesn't remember all the places Sandalphon likes being stimulated, so it's only natural that it would be. But it's not bad, and more than anything, the sight of him swallowing his cock is just as enticing as ever.]

Don't...

[He murmurs, gently running his fingers through Izumi's hair.]

You're not...don't call it an honor, I...

[If anything, he's the one who should be honored; after all, without his memories, Izumi's still deigning to suck him off.

If he voiced that right now, the young man he fell in love with would probably smirk up at him and agree. He wonders if this Izumi would, too.]

...Izumi...mm, that felt good, do it again...you're doing so well...

[But it's unfair of him to compare him to his past self like that. He doesn't know if he'll ever get that Izumi back, after all.

It's a good thing his brain is buzzing with pleasure, because thinking any harder about this would certainly make him sad.]