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【OPEN/NSFW】gets out a pitcher of lemonade for that thirst

sometimes i get tired of writing smut.
but then sometimes i just want to write smut, you know.

this is just an all purpose smut post for my characters.
the only thing i ask: both characters know and have established they're gonna fuck.

they could be already fucking, they could be just taking off their clothes, they could have just proposed the idea to one another, idc...

here's your options, hover-over for fun, then put in comment header, call-me-out style:

if you have any questions before writing something, feel free to ask here first or contacting me via plurk.. also muses available upon request just lmk!

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Tenka.
As a warrior of a new dawn, I never am lazy. I do not know what the meaning of rest is, as I am troubled by the future of Japan.
_{[ Tenka was one of the few that he opened up about his rebellion with, now. It didn't help he was terrible at keeping his criminal status top secret as he always wanted to correct his name.. Tenka probably already found out who Katsura was and what he did, but that didn't cause friction in their friendship.

He's a bit embarrassed, but he manages to say: ]}

I just want to feel you undress me.
_{[ It's closer. It's more intimate, which is what he has been wanting for years.
He buries his head in the crook of his friend's neck, his cheeks tainted warm. ]}

[There's the usual, talkative Katsura that Tenka is so used to - which is why he has no problem with having a laugh even as they're as close as they are. Tenka is himself in every situation, warm, amiable, and prone to sudden bursts of laughter.]

Ha! [Though he punctuates it just as strongly with another brief kiss, turning his head just so that he can kiss the apple of Katsura's cheek.] Okay.... If that's what you really want.

[Because Tenka is compliant always. It's not often that he undresses people, he's only assisted with few girls and... honestly, no men before Zura - not in a way like this where it's so intimate and purposeful. Yet he's content and slow as he removes the obi entirely, tossing it aside as he opens Katsura's kimono and his hands wander to feel the warm skin underneath before he actually removes the article.]

Don't be troubled by anything right now, alright? I've got you.

[Just be with him.]

_{[ Zura's a little odd. Let's face it, they both kind of are, but Tenka has many qualities that Katsura lacks.. such as these bursts of laughter that he loves to hear. Feeling such loving hands against his skin causes a shudder to crawl up his spine, but it's obvious, though, that he is relishing it already by how his eyelids shut. He slides his limbs out of the kimono and sits there for a little moment.. it's kind of awkward.
Katsura was definitely more muscular than how he appeared under his clothing, and he is covered in scars too. As a Joui rebel who served in the war, it just makes sense. ]}

Ah. You look hot too. Maybe we should fix that.

_{[ ok but Tenka didn't look that warm.
Believe it or not, this isn't the thing he is shy about showing. Scars were no big deal, but he's particular about showing off his bare chest. It was weird.
His palms instantly go to his face to hide himself. Way to go, Zura. So smooth. ]}

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[So smooth, Zura. So smooth.

But Tenka just snorts softly at that, shaking his head even as his eyes roam down all the skin that's been made available to him now. Does he look hot? Does he feel hot? Maaaaaybe a little bit, but he's not in any rush. Not in the same way that he was before when he started kissing Zura in the first place. And maybe there's such a remnant of his self-conscious worries. They may have bathed together but he's still not particularly fond of undressing and remaining undressed, his own scars bared to the world.

So instead he makes a noncommittal noise, just brief enough before he takes his hands to Zura's wrists, guiding them away from his face.]

In a sec. I wanna do something.

[Yes, that's reassuring.

But Tenka is happy to take the lead instead of following Katsura's orders for a second, making a detour so that he can duck his head and press his lips against one of his scars. He remains for a moment, and then moves on to the kiss the next one. And the next one. And the next one.]

_{[ Katsura carries a lot of scars, but probably the biggest one runs from his shoulder, diagonally across his chest and over his torso. It was an artificial sword that grew stronger and stronger— but also the sword that almost took his life that he had to recover from in secret. The occasional war scars etched into his arms, but Tenka seems distracted by the large on across his torso. How could he not be? It was pretty ugly looking.

Katsura's hands settle around Tenka's neck in silence, other than a pleasant sigh escaping his lips. ]}

I'm sorry. I have a lot of those as you probably know.
_{[ please don't let this be a problem? Sounds like Katsura is a little self conscious too.
He isn't used to having people this close and interested in his body. ]}

If.. it isn't too much trouble, you can kiss all of them.
_{[ He'd like that. ]}

Why are you apologizing?

[Yet admittedly as preoccupied as Tenka is, Katsura is probably more likely to feel the words against his skin rather than hear them.

Still, he's humming contentedly as he raises his head and immediately presses his lips to Zura's again, easy as breathing. Even if Tenka doesn't dabble in sex often, he gives affection away as though it were candy. He claims it just as easily too, claiming a second and a third kiss when it occurs to him that - well, he can.

Though it's a little playful when his teeth catch on Zura's bottom lip on the third kiss before he pulls away, a quick nip just before he leans more of his weight against Zura a bit more, encouraging him to lay right back down.]

Lay down for me? [Genuinely, painfully sincere and plain:] I don't want to miss one.

[He'll kiss all of Katsura, given the time and permission.]

_{[ Tenka is sweet. So, so sweet. After living such a life of loneliness, to feel such sincere acceptance from somebody— he doesn't feel unsafe to open himself up to Tenka. He's craving it, actually. Katsura does topple backwards slightly until he falls back on the floor again, but this time in a sea of expensive clothing. His entire torso is exposed by now, all the way down to the plain, white fundoshi he wore.

His hair frames his face as he finds himself bringing his hands to it once more to hide his expression (which was probably very adorable to look at.)
He peers through his fingers at Tenka. ]}

A—Ah, well.. some are lower, you see.
_{[ were they or was he just trying to get you to kiss him over his stomach..
WAS HE... ]}

Yeah? Okay, I'll be thorough.

[Though there's a laugh in his voice, easy as that. Tenka's not sure if he believes it - he'll find out in a second, he supposes - but he doesn't mind either way. If what Katsura seeks is affection, then Tenka is luckily incredibly willing and happy to give it. Tenka's in love with the world, but he always feels happiest when he gets to laser focus onto the people that he adores the most.

Then it's just a matter of hoping that it's not too much to overwhelm them.

So he's crawling over Katsura again, no longer having his mouth hungrily searching for his partner's, but instead leaning down to press a kiss to that long, prominent scar on his torso first, his lips landing right into the middle of it. He doesn't mind that at all. Then he leans back up, kisses at Katsura's neck first, soft yet wanting. Patient yet burning. Then it's easy for his mouth to travel downward, his lips pressing against Katsura's scarred skin and unmarred skin alike.

If it's attention that Katsura wants, then Tenka will give it over easily.]

_{[ Yeah, okay. See, he's not terribly fussy if you spend time with him. Tenka seemed to be a person who understood that— time was probably one of the most important things when it came to things like that. Also, Tenka sees so willing.. like a servant. It was probably an odd way to look at it, but Zura wanted to be treated like something valuable and worthy.

Katsura wasn't a virgin, by any means, but he kept quiet about his romance life and liked it that way. He certainly hadn't ever felt the amount of joy he was feeling right now. Zura is extremely quiet through his entire process, but he wondered..

How far were they going to go tonight?
Zura could have a conversation about sex, sure, in a private setting like this... but it was the feeling and commitment he wasn't sure about. Did they really have to discuss that part?

—Nah.
Not right now.
Not when things were this simple and nice.

His head tips to the side, obviously enjoying this and peers one eye open to watch Tenka carefully. A smile plays on his lips. ]}

Hah. Surely there aren't that many, are there?
_{[ Tenka, are you just kissing whatever skin you can now? ]}

[He probably is.

Tenka is a person who loves to give affection just because he can and this moment is no exception. Without a time limit besides thinking that he should make it back home sometime tonight so that his brothers don't worry, he's otherwise left to his devices. He could spend hours kissing Katsura if given the opportunity.

So he hums against his partner's skin again at the question, a smile already breaking out at the inquiry.]

Maybe I'm going over some twice.

[Nah.... Probably not.

So instead he's moving down Katsura's body again, pressing kisses against his hip bones - though he also adds a bit of teeth and tongue into the mix experimentally. Sure, why not? Brief nips as skin before he passes over the fundoshi entirely, instead maneuvering Katsura's legs so that the other can open up for him and Tenka can settle himself between them.

All in the name of being thorough.]

_{[ Katsura is a very guarded and protected person— it really is showing a huge amount of trust and intimacy that he would allow Tenka to get this close.
The nips and tongue are appreciated, even if Katsura wasn't one to enjoy pain during things like this (or at all, really) the slight bite is just enough to get a small coo out of him, chest beginning to rise and fall rapidly again.

Though, almost like a cat who has presented his tummy to his owner and the owner has foolishly decided to rub it, Zura nearly jolts up when Tenka settles himself between his legs. ]}

Tenka!
_{[ His tone is accusing, as if Tenka did something wrong— when he didn't. Flustered, he sits up entirely, though allows Tenka to remain between his legs. Obviously, something was bothering him, as his face was completely red.

He simmers down almost instantly, but adverts his gaze. Yes, clear your throat so you can actually talk and not just squeak, Zura. ]}

I—If you continue to do this, I hope you're prepared. I won't allow anything else otherwise.
_{[ One thing leads to another and all of that, but Zura was especially fussy about stuff like this, alright. ]}

[Oops.

Unfortunately Tenka's laughing - good-naturedly and amused, impressed at how he got Zura to squeak at him - but otherwise he's just as relaxed as ever. His laugh still manages to fill the room in its boisterous way, even as he's leaning back up to just leave another kiss at Katsura's jawline.]

You won't allow it?

[There's a bit of a snort - Tenka's not used to not being the one in charge. There's a sort of ego that comes with being the eldest brother and the head of his family, but regardless it's not like he's going to disregard Katsura's wishes. So he just hums.]

Well, I've always been prepared for whatever came of this, I think.

_{[ Good. Tenka laughter is always a good thing— Zura can listen to it for days and days, though in this very moment he doesn't find this a laughing matter. (Yet.)
At Tenka's response, Katsura doesn't show any signs of relief, but his voice is less firm, at least. ]}

I didn't expect you to be prepared anyway. Hah. So be it.
_{[ that's not what he said?????? ]}

You're fortunate you have somebody like me around for this specific reason.
_{[ what specific reason..
Just then and there, Katsura disturbs the kimono underneath him, going straight for the sleeves and rummaging around in it.
Then, he pulls out lubricant and a sealed condom. From his kimono. ]}

I am prepared for anything.
_{[ does this mean he has been waiting for the day for he and Tenka to do something like this?????? ]}

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