[And so he's thrust back onto the now crinkled, satin sheets, collar still hot and unsure of what to expect. Is it wrong for him to be so happy? From the looks of things, it sounds as though Zura is planning to spoil him, to start his morning off with a bang! This is all so exciting, as he's never been the object of anyone's affections before, so naturally he's curious as to what the other has in mind.
He shifts around quietly, averting his gaze before making bashful eye contact. Gah! He can feel the warmth spread from the center of his face to his ears, and is almost embarrassed by how bad it's getting.]
[ Down Sakamoto goes, and Katsura remains seated there, watching him turn red and grow embarrassed. It's cute, but it's also making Katsura a bit pink in the face too. He's so cute! He can't help it but shift closer up Sakamoto's body and dip down to kiss him right on the lips. It's firm and kinda sloppy, but quick before he's moving along Sakamoto's neck, nipping with the edge of his teeth a few time while doing so. They're small bites, but they probably sting pretty bad and leave small bruises— a trail of them along his neck, and after he does this he pulls back and looks at Sakamoto, concern on his expression again. ]
—Oh, um. Was that alright? [ MAYBE HE WAS BEING TOO EAGER. AND TOO ROUGH. but this is hardly rough in comparison to what Sakamoto is used to— Zura doesn't know that— but it's obvious he's concerned about what his partner might like this time. ]
I also wanted to ask something else, and I hope you are not offended... [ an odd question. ]
[On the contrary, all of Sakamoto's gasping and sighing should tip Zura off, as he lives for this rather unkind sort of attention. Giggling, almost, he quips back-]
Didn't I tell ya, Zura?
I like it rough. ♥
[Sakamoto doesn't dread the question, but perhaps he should.]
Ahhhh~? What is it? Are you gonna ask me to shave? Down there! I thought you liked yer fellas a little...
[ He sits back on Sakamoto's hips as his partner responds to him, feeling relieved that he wasn't too rough with him. Though, the response he is given is along the lines of what he was curious about, and now he cannot help but comment on it: ]
—It wouldn't hurt you to at least trim. [ THE TRUTH IS REVEALED. Katsura does like hair, but Sakamoto has an abundance of it down there. ] But that is not what I was going to ask.
I was going to ask if it would be alright if I used my mouth. [ why are you asking if it's okay to give him a blowjob the answer should be obvious and that seems to be what he is asking about, especially since he pauses, but then: ]
It isn't hazardous to my health— right? I will be alright, won't I? I won't perish from a deathly illness if I accidentally swallow some? [ DON'T TALK LIKE HIS DICK IS REALLY GROSS LIKE THAT. THAT IS RUDE. HIS SEMEN ISN'T TOXIC WASTE. Performing oral sex isn't his favorite thing to do, though. It's his least favorite, actually. It's disgusting to him, but he'll do it for another person if he cares a lot for them. ]
What a silly question! You're silly, Zura. Ahahaha~!
[Sakamoto, on the other hand, doesn't seem at all insulted. His shoulders shake as he laughs it off, smiling the entire time. To be completely honest, if he had known that Zura was even willing to use his mouth at all, he would've definitely made sure his nether regions looked at least a little more welcoming.
He may have been forbidden from touching, but that does not stop him from fondly brushing a few strands of hair from the other's face, beaming as the long-haired man frets about the consequences of what he may be about to do.]
No, you won't. It happens. It happens, sometimes!
[And then, with an added hint of sincerity:]
If you don't wanna do it, then don't! I'm not gonna be mad at you. I don't want to force ya inta anything.
It isn't silly! It's a major concern! [ DON'T LAUGH. HE'S EMBARRASSED NOW. In fact, he's even turning around to put his back to Sakamoto to hide that fact, and, in most cases, he likes to see his partner when doing something sexual, but.. He knows he's going to make unpleasant faces while doing something like this, and would much rather spare Sakamoto of that so he doesn't feel guilty about it later.
A bit flustered, he gives a snippy response: ]
Shut up. I am going to do what I want to do. It has nothing to do with what you want. [ I guess you'll get a butt view while he's doing this, cause he's wiggling further up Sakamoto's body to make it easier to lean over and put his cock in his mouth.
Katsura takes his time, though, fingers pinching the elastic of Sakamoto's waist band and pulling it up and over his prick. His fingers curve delicately around the base, nose already beginning to scrunch as just.. looks down at it.
It'll feel real nice to Sakamoto, though, and he has to mentally tell himself that again. That's what he wants! Sakamoto to feel nice since he did such a nice job last night. ]
[Sakamoto is definitely distracted by that very pleasant view, and the feeling of Zura's hands tending to him so carefully. As much as he may want this, it's more important to him that his partner is comfortable.]
Hey, hey! Seriously...
I don't wanna torture you.
[Last night was fine, fun even! Sakamoto enjoys giving pleasure even if he has to get a little down and dirty to do it.]
I care about you, y'know? A-and, that means! That means I want you to be happy too.
Hush. [ Katsura shooshes him— firmly but not exactly angry or annoyed. He takes a moment to release Sakamoto and shift on top of him to reach over near the end of the bed for one of his hair ties, holding it between his teeth and raking his fingers through his inky hair that spill over his shoulders and the muscles along his back. Once he has the majority of the hair, he pulls it up in a higher ponytail so it doesn't get in his way while he's doing this (and dirty, god forbid.) As he does this, he speaks: ]
Making you happy makes me happy. We both are happy this way.
[ He says quietly before moving once more time and leaning over, holding Sakamoto carefully once more and taking a steady breath before he tips his head to the side, gumming his smooth lips along the side of Sakamoto's length. ]
He should be comfortable, but somehow he feels as though he isn't doing enough, though he already has. Sakamoto is never quite satisfied with anything he ever does, because there is always more to be done- Limits are for amateurs. The sky's the limit? The sky is limitless.
He should know, he travels through it.]
I wanna do somethin'.
[Uttered calmly, but firmly.
He almost hesitates to let himself go when he feels the other's lips around the most useless bone in his body, but it's probably best if he makes a sound that's worth the other's while, right?]
I don't know how I feel... About just. Sittin' around.
[ Before Katsura can go any further, he pauses at Sakamoto's words, eyelids falling shut for a moment. ]
I want you to lie down and relax. You have done so much for me, I want to do something special that is just my own. You're just mine right now, and that's what I want you to be.
[ A pause, then he pinches Sakamoto's thigh as a warning— not too hard, but it will probably bruise it. His voice seems soft and sincere, even if the words seem harsh and strict. ]
Behave, Sakamoto. Let me do what I want to do to you.
[Those words do have a peculiar effect on him, as does the thought of "just" belonging to someone else.
This is better than before.
He's always been so happy that they included him, before, careful not to wish for anything more than he's received.
But he finds himself feeling greedy lately. This is something that he hates, because he has never been the jealous type. Has Zura ever once looked at him the way he looked at Gintoki? Sakamoto can't remember that far back.
[ Ugh. That's better. You hush and take it easy. Zura even waits a moment to make sure that Sakamoto is absolutely finished flapping his gums before his own lips part, running the flat of his tongue across the upper side of his erection, meeting at the top where his hot lips seal over the tip with a light slurp.
He speaks against Sakamoto's member, voice muttering: ]
You better give me a warning before you finish. [ He really doesn't want a mouth full of semen. It already is a unique taste that he discovers he doesn't really like. He holds him tighter at the base, pumping and squeezing a few times before engulfing the top half, sucking lightly and beginning to slide his lips up and down around the shaft. ]
[Shame is something he hardly ever experiences, though he feels it right about now.
There's something overwhelmingly intimate about feeling someone's words and hearing them too, it's all too distracting...
His eyes shut tight, as if somehow closing them will make it easier to come to terms with the fact that he's melting further and further into the sheets, and that he can imagine that the loud cry that just left him came from another person's body.]
Okay.
[He should enjoy this, he is enjoying this.
But there's something else on his mind too. Guilt?
Mmm. [ A hum of approval more than anything else (it certainly has nothing to do with the taste, but he does like the feel of Sakamoto in his mouth) as he sucks Sakamoto off, swirling his tongue tenderly over his slit a few times. By golly, this for sure wasn't his first blowjob he's given, but there is some shakiness in his arms and hands that gives away he isn't a pro with this either.
Katsura cocks his head to the side and his lips seal over a large vein that travels along Sakamoto's cock, sucking and applying plenty of pressure before his head meets the top again, taking him in again.
This time it's deep enough where he feels his partner hit the back of his throat and his bobs his head. ]
[He wasn't expecting that, but he wasn't expecting this.]
A-ah-
[Sakamoto smiles although he can't quite shut his mouth, pink almost everywhere, in his face and in his shoulders too. Joy comes naturally to him, especially now and in this moment.
It's times like these where it shows that he's truly an optimist, he believes in silly little things like hope, in the foolish notion that they can make this work without having their hearts broken.]
[ It's not the tastiest thing in the world, and when Sakamoto gives the word he gives him one more good suck before pulling back, another small slurp noise being heard coming from his lips. Once he's sitting back on his haunches, he turns his head to the side and spits— not something Katsura is ever really seen doing, but he wasn't going to swallow that taste so easily. He doesn't leave Sakamoto's presence just yet, holding his length with both of his palms and thumbing along it for the rest of the time until Sakamoto finishes.
Once that is done and Katsura finds out he's wearing some of Sakamoto's mess on him, he hurriedly slides off of him and makes a beeline to the bathroom. It might have seemed standoffish for him to leave so suddenly without a word, but he really wants to clean everything up as soon as possible. ]
[He sits and stares at the mess on his own stomach, squinting as he notes how the sheets are all crinkled and messy from the night before. It's here and now that he comes to a bizarre realization- There is no guilt.
He doesn't feel guilty, and in this kind of place... Is this the first time?
To the outside world he appears to harbor no shame for his filthy sort of frolicking, and while he may believe that the act itself isn't all that dirty (at least, not in the metaphorical sense), he often frequents these hotels in the company of pretty but paid strangers.
What a bizarre kind of intimacy, straddling the lines between real and real phony, not entirely terrible but toxic in the way he's let it affect himself.
Zura cares about him, Sakamoto knows. Why else would he be willing to do something that was so unclean?]
[ Running water trickles in the silence— was he brushing his teeth too? It certainly sounded that way. In any case, Katsura hurries back, previously neat ponytail now a bit of a mess with stray hairs sticking to his skin and out of its elastic band. It will... probably be awhile before he does something like that again, honestly.
He goes right over to Sakamoto and leans over to clean him up, avoiding eye contact with him. Though, if Sakamoto looks carefully, he will see a very small, sincere smile on his face; something warm. ]
You may join me in the bath next. [ He says, keeping his eyes focused on his partner's body so he doesn't have to look him in the face, primarily because he is embarrassed about what he just did. ]
[Sakamoto, on the other hand, makes no attempt to hide his gaze, staring intently and lovingly at the other man's face though he's averted his eyes. His smile widens as he takes in Zura's quietly pleasant expression, something he's seen before even if it never really seemed to last. The merchant says nothing about this, but he fondly remembers some of their first conversations, and how it had the other had been the first of the three to smile at one of his idiotic comments.]
[ Katsura's faint smile only grows at Sakamoto's words— and he even huffs out a small laugh. It takes him a moment to reply as he continues to wipe off Tatsuma, smoothing the lukewarm towelette over the remainder of his stomach and between his thighs. Once he's all finished, he holds the towelette in one hand before reaching over to cup the back of Sakamoto's head with his other. He's still standing as he pulls Sakamoto's head probably.. right into his chest and dips his head down to kiss him right on the temple. ]
I wouldn't have it any other way.
[ He pulls back completely and puts his back to Sakamoto, heading back towards the restroom where a hot bath was running. ]
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He shifts around quietly, averting his gaze before making bashful eye contact. Gah! He can feel the warmth spread from the center of his face to his ears, and is almost embarrassed by how bad it's getting.]
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—Oh, um. Was that alright?
[ MAYBE HE WAS BEING TOO EAGER. AND TOO ROUGH.
but this is hardly rough in comparison to what Sakamoto is used to— Zura doesn't know that— but it's obvious he's concerned about what his partner might like this time. ]
I also wanted to ask something else, and I hope you are not offended... [ an odd question. ]
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Didn't I tell ya, Zura?
I like it rough. ♥
[Sakamoto doesn't dread the question, but perhaps he should.]
Ahhhh~? What is it? Are you gonna ask me to shave? Down there! I thought you liked yer fellas a little...
[And he laughs that Sakamoto laugh, again.]
Masculine.
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—It wouldn't hurt you to at least trim.
[ THE TRUTH IS REVEALED. Katsura does like hair, but Sakamoto has an abundance of it down there. ]
But that is not what I was going to ask.
I was going to ask if it would be alright if I used my mouth.
[ why are you asking if it's okay to give him a blowjob the answer should be obvious and that seems to be what he is asking about, especially since he pauses, but then: ]
It isn't hazardous to my health— right? I will be alright, won't I? I won't perish from a deathly illness if I accidentally swallow some?
[ DON'T TALK LIKE HIS DICK IS REALLY GROSS LIKE THAT. THAT IS RUDE. HIS SEMEN ISN'T TOXIC WASTE. Performing oral sex isn't his favorite thing to do, though. It's his least favorite, actually. It's disgusting to him, but he'll do it for another person if he cares a lot for them. ]
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[Sakamoto, on the other hand, doesn't seem at all insulted. His shoulders shake as he laughs it off, smiling the entire time. To be completely honest, if he had known that Zura was even willing to use his mouth at all, he would've definitely made sure his nether regions looked at least a little more welcoming.
He may have been forbidden from touching, but that does not stop him from fondly brushing a few strands of hair from the other's face, beaming as the long-haired man frets about the consequences of what he may be about to do.]
No, you won't. It happens. It happens, sometimes!
[And then, with an added hint of sincerity:]
If you don't wanna do it, then don't! I'm not gonna be mad at you. I don't want to force ya inta anything.
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[ DON'T LAUGH. HE'S EMBARRASSED NOW. In fact, he's even turning around to put his back to Sakamoto to hide that fact, and, in most cases, he likes to see his partner when doing something sexual, but..
He knows he's going to make unpleasant faces while doing something like this, and would much rather spare Sakamoto of that so he doesn't feel guilty about it later.
A bit flustered, he gives a snippy response: ]
Shut up. I am going to do what I want to do. It has nothing to do with what you want.
[ I guess you'll get a butt view while he's doing this, cause he's wiggling further up Sakamoto's body to make it easier to lean over and put his cock in his mouth.
Katsura takes his time, though, fingers pinching the elastic of Sakamoto's waist band and pulling it up and over his prick. His fingers curve delicately around the base, nose already beginning to scrunch as just.. looks down at it.
It'll feel real nice to Sakamoto, though, and he has to mentally tell himself that again. That's what he wants! Sakamoto to feel nice since he did such a nice job last night. ]
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Hey, hey! Seriously...
I don't wanna torture you.
[Last night was fine, fun even! Sakamoto enjoys giving pleasure even if he has to get a little down and dirty to do it.]
I care about you, y'know? A-and, that means! That means I want you to be happy too.
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[ Katsura shooshes him— firmly but not exactly angry or annoyed. He takes a moment to release Sakamoto and shift on top of him to reach over near the end of the bed for one of his hair ties, holding it between his teeth and raking his fingers through his inky hair that spill over his shoulders and the muscles along his back. Once he has the majority of the hair, he pulls it up in a higher ponytail so it doesn't get in his way while he's doing this (and dirty, god forbid.)
As he does this, he speaks: ]
Making you happy makes me happy.
We both are happy this way.
[ He says quietly before moving once more time and leaning over, holding Sakamoto carefully once more and taking a steady breath before he tips his head to the side, gumming his smooth lips along the side of Sakamoto's length. ]
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He should be comfortable, but somehow he feels as though he isn't doing enough, though he already has. Sakamoto is never quite satisfied with anything he ever does, because there is always more to be done- Limits are for amateurs. The sky's the limit? The sky is limitless.
He should know, he travels through it.]
I wanna do somethin'.
[Uttered calmly, but firmly.
He almost hesitates to let himself go when he feels the other's lips around the most useless bone in his body, but it's probably best if he makes a sound that's worth the other's while, right?]
I don't know how I feel... About just. Sittin' around.
[Does Zura love him? It feels like it.
This feels like love.]
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I want you to lie down and relax.
You have done so much for me, I want to do something special that is just my own. You're just mine right now, and that's what I want you to be.
[ A pause, then he pinches Sakamoto's thigh as a warning— not too hard, but it will probably bruise it.
His voice seems soft and sincere, even if the words seem harsh and strict. ]
Behave, Sakamoto.
Let me do what I want to do to you.
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This is better than before.
He's always been so happy that they included him, before, careful not to wish for anything more than he's received.
But he finds himself feeling greedy lately. This is something that he hates, because he has never been the jealous type. Has Zura ever once looked at him the way he looked at Gintoki? Sakamoto can't remember that far back.
How pathetic, to envy a dead man.]
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He speaks against Sakamoto's member, voice muttering: ]
You better give me a warning before you finish.
[ He really doesn't want a mouth full of semen. It already is a unique taste that he discovers he doesn't really like.
He holds him tighter at the base, pumping and squeezing a few times before engulfing the top half, sucking lightly and beginning to slide his lips up and down around the shaft. ]
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There's something overwhelmingly intimate about feeling someone's words and hearing them too, it's all too distracting...
His eyes shut tight, as if somehow closing them will make it easier to come to terms with the fact that he's melting further and further into the sheets, and that he can imagine that the loud cry that just left him came from another person's body.]
Okay.
[He should enjoy this, he is enjoying this.
But there's something else on his mind too. Guilt?
Envy, still? He's not sure.]
I will.
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[ A hum of approval more than anything else (it certainly has nothing to do with the taste, but he does like the feel of Sakamoto in his mouth) as he sucks Sakamoto off, swirling his tongue tenderly over his slit a few times. By golly, this for sure wasn't his first blowjob he's given, but there is some shakiness in his arms and hands that gives away he isn't a pro with this either.
Katsura cocks his head to the side and his lips seal over a large vein that travels along Sakamoto's cock, sucking and applying plenty of pressure before his head meets the top again, taking him in again.
This time it's deep enough where he feels his partner hit the back of his throat and his bobs his head. ]
i wish i had the right icon for this
A-ah-
[Sakamoto smiles although he can't quite shut his mouth, pink almost everywhere, in his face and in his shoulders too. Joy comes naturally to him, especially now and in this moment.
It's times like these where it shows that he's truly an optimist, he believes in silly little things like hope, in the foolish notion that they can make this work without having their hearts broken.]
You're-
[Another moan, so loud it echoes.]
You're so good at this.
[A part of him is still ashamed, however.
Zura probably doesn't like the way he tastes.]
I'm close, y'know? You might wanna...
[What is even the right thing to say?]
Let go.
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Once he's sitting back on his haunches, he turns his head to the side and spits— not something Katsura is ever really seen doing, but he wasn't going to swallow that taste so easily.
He doesn't leave Sakamoto's presence just yet, holding his length with both of his palms and thumbing along it for the rest of the time until Sakamoto finishes.
Once that is done and Katsura finds out he's wearing some of Sakamoto's mess on him, he hurriedly slides off of him and makes a beeline to the bathroom.
It might have seemed standoffish for him to leave so suddenly without a word, but he really wants to clean everything up as soon as possible. ]
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He doesn't feel guilty, and in this kind of place... Is this the first time?
To the outside world he appears to harbor no shame for his filthy sort of frolicking, and while he may believe that the act itself isn't all that dirty (at least, not in the metaphorical sense), he often frequents these hotels in the company of pretty but paid strangers.
What a bizarre kind of intimacy, straddling the lines between real and real phony, not entirely terrible but toxic in the way he's let it affect himself.
Zura cares about him, Sakamoto knows. Why else would he be willing to do something that was so unclean?]
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He goes right over to Sakamoto and leans over to clean him up, avoiding eye contact with him.
Though, if Sakamoto looks carefully, he will see a very small, sincere smile on his face; something warm. ]
You may join me in the bath next.
[ He says, keeping his eyes focused on his partner's body so he doesn't have to look him in the face, primarily because he is embarrassed about what he just did. ]
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H'oh? Really?
[He's feigning surprise to be facetious.]
Then I'll wash yer hair for ya.
That is, if you'll let me.
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I wouldn't have it any other way.
[ He pulls back completely and puts his back to Sakamoto, heading back towards the restroom where a hot bath was running. ]
You're disgusting and you need one. ♡
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Even if I take a hundred baths...
[He whistles loudly, a bad habit, something he learned to do at a young age.]
I don't think I'll ever come clean.
[Promptly, he follows Zura into the bathroom.]