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[unfortunateson]

WHY DO I EVEN NEED THIS

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[unfortunateson]

[there sure isn't. also Konatsu's leg sure is around Dusk's waist and that sure is a little awkward. freezing, finally, breathing hard against Dusk's lips] A-ah--

[reducedtoasch]

[ The sensation makes him shiver a little and he drops his head down so his own breaths fall against Konatsu's neck. Not... making a move to pull away though, if anything he shifts once to press himself a little closer. ]

[unfortunateson]

[ . . . is sensitive on his neck and shudders, squirming a little, which is a pretty . . . interesting motion right now. in fact it draws a little gasp out of him.]

[reducedtoasch]

[ Oh that is a... very interesting motion and one Dusk is a little familiar with, from the way he repeats it and after a moment's consideration, nips at Konatsu's neck. ]

[unfortunateson]

Ah!

[would be very grabby right now if he could move his hands, and moves like he's trying to be, forgetting he's being held to the tree--making another soft noise when he remembers he can't use his arms, and just arches and rocks a little, tilting his head back.]

[reducedtoasch]

[ Weee can do the rocking thing yes, though Dusk has to pull his mouth away from Konatsu's neck to make faint noises everytime they press together. ]

[unfortunateson]

[also pretty much whimpering, trying to stay quiet but not able to help that, pressing as close as he can in this position and just moving without thinking, falling into a rhythm.]

D--Dusk, we--

[reducedtoasch]

[ Gripping Konatsu's wrists tightly for a moment as he tries to stop and answer him but it is really really hard to concentrate on anything right now. ]

Wh-?

[unfortunateson]

[squirms more at that and well . . . wasn't going to ask to stop anyway, but if he had been, that thought would be long gone.]

W-we should, ahh--this. This is going to be a mess.

[reducedtoasch]

[ Contemplating the merits of kissing Konatsu's neck... ]

Wha- Should we?

[ ... Kissing Konatsu's neck... ]

[unfortunateson]

W-we should--remove--ahhh.

[thunking his head back against the tree to give Dusk better access . . . that was a good choice. a very good choice.]

[reducedtoasch]

[ Super good choice, taking complete advantage of that, maaaaybe biting a little. ]

[unfortunateson]

[fzzzzt. crying out a little, and then struggling, actually trying to free his hands this time.]

[reducedtoasch]

[ Startles, letting his wrists go in surprise. ]

I-ah, I apologi-

[unfortunateson]

[not even listening, dropping his hands to Dusk's waist now that they're free and working on getting his pants off. fumbling because gosh is it important to get these pants off and gosh is it ever hard to get pants off when you're thinking about how important it is.]

Ah--

[reducedtoasch]

[ jkflds flushes a dark red but okay helping THIS IS A GOOD IDEA. ]

[unfortunateson]

[y-yeah blushing a lot but this is something that is happening.]

I, I didn't mind, I liked--you can do it again but if we don't get this out of the way it will be a pain because I'm--

[reducedtoasch]

[ There is too much talking going on, catching Konatsu's mouth in an open kiss again, his hands going to grip Konatsu's waist again for a moment to steady himself. ]

[unfortunateson]

[fkyuguyu okay. kissing back firmly, panting into it, and moving his hands to undo his own pants--but Dusk's hands are there, and he hesitates like he can't decide whether to do it himself or encourage Dusk to do it for him.]

[reducedtoasch]

[ The kissing back is enough encouragement, Dusk working off Konatsu's pants hurriedly while pushing him back against the tree again. ]

[unfortunateson]

[this is probably very embarrassing so it's a good thing he can't think about it right now. grabbing at Dusk's hair again, carefully, going back willingly against the tree.]

[reducedtoasch]

[ Thinking is no longer an option; hands are now touching ~skin~ on Konatsu's waist, ducking his head down to kiss at his neck again. Too much to do, too few hands to do it with... ]

[unfortunateson]

[getting very noisy again, his fingers tightening in Dusk's hair to encourage what he's doing with his mouth, and then moving down to tug at his jacket because Dusk still has too many clothes on.]

[reducedtoasch]

[ oh my god more clothes can come off?! Pressing himself further into the kiss as a distraction from this FURTHER NUDITY BEFORE OTHERS thing, hands hesitate for a moment before... moving closer... to more interesting. Things. ]

[unfortunateson]

[THAT'S A PRETTY INTERESTING THING. has Dusk's jacket off now which makes it easier to get his hands on his bare back, under the thin shirt, and then when he's touched, scratching his nails down Dusk's back with a low whine.]