lempereur | IC contact; Duplicity

[Wow Yusuke, just so casual about grabbing another man's dick. A tease to most, Akechi always has issues holding back. He can feel the heat rising not only from himself, but Yusuke as well and he has to briefly bite his lip again so he doesn't just come too quickly as he tends to do. Look, it's really hard (shit) when your senses are amplified even more due to what he's been turned into.

That's his excuse, and he's sticking to it even as he leans more into Yusuke's shoulders.]

Okay.

[~So romantic~ Anyone watching the two going at it would be hard press to think that Akechi is controlling anything. The control of the narrative is squarely on Yusuke's shoulders. He's too concentrated on the feelings to try and rebuke him as well. It's just too good. He at least attempts to try and do the same to the other and stroke him as well.]

[ Just call him a slut, Akechi, since clearly you want to. Some people are into that, you wanna take that gamble?

Yusuke rocks his hips back and forth, bringing them together so they can be touched in unison. He lays his hand on Akechi's so they can jerk themselves off together, encouraging him as his breath becomes heavy and heated from arousal. ]

It feels good.

[ He breathes the praise into Akechi's ear, not sure if he wants or needs the validation, but it's the truth, and true to form, Yusuke can't let a thought enter his mind without saying it. After another long (wetter now, sloppier) kiss, he gives Akechi another choice. ]

Do you want to stretch me open? Or watch me do it?

[ He'd offer to suck on it a little first, but. He fondly remembers how quick he came last time, and as fun as that was, he's in the mood for something inside him. ]

[He never would insult someone with that considering his own mother and his father, but hey, he would call other things. Maybe.

His brain continues to process what is happening and he just nods at the other. It feels good. That's more than enough of what he needs, always starved for more approval from others. Yusuke might spot him briefly smiling at the praise. Blink and you'll miss it as he has a choice to contemplate.]

You're not bad yourself...[and then a proper answer:] I'll do it.

[He's feeling a little bolder. He does reply back with a question of his own.]

Condom?

[It does make cleanup easier.]

Edited 2020-12-17 08:53 (UTC)

[ Yusuke gives his praise freely, even when it's embarrassing, so he doesn't have to see Akechi's smile to give him more...but it does help. That fleeting bit of happiness pleases him to see, and he smiles back, a warm, sultry horny-brain smile that lingers much longer than his partner's. No matter, because he saw it, and he'd even call it cute if he could reconcile using that word to describe Akechi in his head.

He leans backward, trusting the other to hold him steady while he reaches for the lube on the table and presses it into the detective's palm. The anticipation is getting to him, he's been very patient with Akechi tonight which is very unlike him, but now he's craving more. ]

Only if you want to. I like to feel it.

[ It's not like he has a job. He can spend a little time cleaning up. ]

[Don't worry Yusuke, even Goro himself has trouble thinking of himself as anything 'cute'. At first he looks down at the lube he's handled before putting a bit oh himself then gently getting at the other's backside, pushing in with a single finger at first.]

Well, there are some that enhance the sensation or are so thin it would be like I'm wearing nothing at all. Your choice, really.

[Not that he's trying to coerce Yusuke into it specifically, more that if he's interested he might have a few in his room. (Please do not ask why he has some in his room). Look how nice he's being while also being very horny. (Seriously tho, please do not use this against him.)]

Am I pushing in too hard?

You have a collection?

[ He trying to imagine Akechi as the sort of person to have several boxes of condoms instead of a single strip shamefully tucked under a book in a drawer by his bed, but the thought is frankly, ridiculous. ]

Leave it.

[ It's a demand this time, heated and sure instead of the gentle asking he's done thus far. Better to settle it, and avoid Akechi having to get up and lose the sparking, slowly building sensation between them. He's already got a finger inside him - which prompts a gasp, maybe a little warning next time? - and he doesn't want to let go of that feeling for a second. ]

It's not too hard. Just take it nice and slow.

[Normally, that would be like how it should be, but Akechi's morbid curiosity got the best of him. Still, he can't help but scuff at the 'accusation'.]

More like they give you one every time you buy anything in this damn world. [Which is true.] I've catalogued them for possible usage; nothing more.

[If Akechi does understand something it's a demand. Also sorry not sorry, warnings are not going to be forewarning as he enters a second one, prying at him to see if he can find the right place to push, so to speak.

Nice and slow? Well he can try to do that, he supposes. It makes it easier on himself to keep his own emotions in check.]

[ He makes a good point. Yusuke would make a retort back over the cataloging, but the air is snatched from his lungs by the second finger being pushed inside him. The artist shudders, gripping Akechi's shoulders and relaxing the best he can, letting his fingers do the work of getting him prepped and ready. A warning would have been nice, but the easy pace makes up for it, the initial pain giving way to pleasure once he's found the right spot.

He's surprisingly not horrible at this. Yusuke's reaction is a loud, surprised moan, and several deeper, smaller ones with each subsequent thrust of his fingers. All his noise may have annoyed Akechi in the past hearing it through the walls, but it's different when it's for him. At least, Yusuke hopes so, because he has no intention to clap his hand over his mouth when it's busy tangling through the other man's hair, keeping him in position to kiss at his leisure as his hips start rocking down, fucking himself on Akechi's fingers. ]

[Not that Akechi would ever admit otherwise, but a lot of it was chalked up more to reading than actual practise. Like his condom catalogue.

The noises stir up something inside of him. A bit like the thrill of the hunt when fighting shadows inside of a palace. Maybe that's why his rival enjoyed getting them out of Yusuke so much, he supposes, albeit briefly. The touching and the hand in his hair is causing goose bumps to rise on his back and there's a low growl from him that doesn't sound quite normal, but at the same time, it is Akechi. It takes a monumental effort not to bite down on his neck, so instead he mutters;]

I'm going in.

[The fingers retreat before Yusuke can get too comfortable with them, and he inserts himself into the other, rocking Yusuke gently. Well, as much as Akechi can manage, regardless. He pulls the other closer as well so that their body heat can warm each other up.]

[ At least there was some warning this time. Yusuke was trying to show him how to take it slow, but it's hard to deny him when he's so worked up he's smearing precum on Akechi's abdomen when he lifts his hips to let him in. It's not a comfortable stretch, at first - he grips the detective harder, leaving white imprints against flushed shoulders as he lowers himself onto his cock, breathing slow, relaxing his body so that he's open and ready to take it...and then Akechi starts rocking. ]

Akechi--! [ It's a gasp, squeaked out in surprise instead of anger. ] Easy.

[ The thrusts are slow and gentle (mostly), so he can take it, adjusting to meet the relaxed rhythm before very long, lifting and dropping himself again into Akechi's lap until they have a comfortable pace. It feels wrong to melt into it so easily, but he misses being held close like this and savored, letting the affectionate warmth of someone else's arms wash over him. It's an addicting feeling he's been living without while Ren's been gone...as long as he doesn't get used to it with Akechi, he can indulge for a bit. ]

[It's a little messier than he expected. He should be annoyed but finds himself not bothered by it, even the grips don't hurt all that much either.

There's a part of him, however, that wants to tell Yusuke that if he isn't happy with his pace, than he shouldn't have offered. Of course, this is just Akechi being Akechi. You can't just have him suddenly stop being who he is even after a good amount of intimacy.]

...

[He doesn't say anything, in part because the feelings become a lot more enjoyable once they practically melt into each other. In part due to his new senses, he's well aware, but also due to how Yusuke is good at this. Oh of his hands grasps again at the other's cock, to at least give him some enjoyment on his end as well. Because obviously you can't enjoy it as much from the other apparently. Something else is building up inside him as well, not just the need and the lust, but a hunger, much like Diva had warned him about.

And Yusuke was looking more and more divine each passing minute. He lets out a moan from all the sensations hitting him at once, twitching inside the other.]

I won't last long.

[A warning? In a way. Maybe to keep himself distracted. It's a little faster than he wanted, but he knew the risks were increasing.]

[ If the needy, debaucherous noises spilling uncontrollably from Yusuke's mouth with every roll of his hips can't clue Akechi in that taking it can be plenty enjoyable, there's no hope for him. He's practically the poster boy for ecstasy, his mouth falling further open with each thrust, thrilled with the sensation of being filled with his cock, letting it press over and over against his most sensitive spot.

He does look divine, doesn't he? Flushed and disheveled, eyes low-lidded but dark with lust, offering himself to be taken. His thighs are starting to tremble, and he's leaking in Akechi's hand, arousal, and the overwhelming sensation of getting properly fucked making him lose control. ]

Just don't stop touching me.

[ Not just delicious, but vulnerable... ]

[Those words and the other's actions are what finally tip him over to the edge. Not just due to the an orgasm that had been building up, as it finally finally releases once Yusuke does the same in his hand, twitching inside the other as he feels everything at once. A tornado of emotions spinning in his head, what was kept at bay finally invite themselves into Akechi's headspace more properly, the hunger from the sex demanding a form of retribution, be it food in the traditional mean or...taking advantage of divine vulnerability.

He doesn't say anything, but he keeps Yusuke close, one hand still on the other's throbbing cock, stroking as he slightly moves his head closer to the other's neck, a sort of purr escaping his lips as he kisses the other's neck, before his tongue touches the skin and that sends a another wave of pleasure down him he couldn't even begin to describe if he'd been asked. Maybe the thrill of it all?

At the moment his mind more beast than man, his teeth become fangs and they pierce into the skin, the blood reaching his throat, sending him into pure ecstasy. Of course it's not as powerful as Diva's blood, but maybe due to being from the same world or the connection they both felt, it tastes better than any food he's ever had, and, somehow, makes his body twitch enough that he comes again. It's almost too much to take in...]

[A lesser Chevalier might have continued on, but perhaps because he was a Persona user, a few seconds in, his eyes snap back open, realizing what he had just done. He hadn't even told Yusuke about the change and now it was right out in the goddamn open. He was an idiot (and more so than usual).

Akechi quickly retracts the fangs from the skin, his tongue briefly passing over to lick the past bit away that was dripping out, taking a monumental effort not to go back into doing it. Completely caught off guard by his own mistakes he's paralyzed before he makes the decision to simply...lift Yusuke into the air almost comically with little effort and and place him right next to him, feeling his checks become red hot. And then...the most baffling, incredible words come out of his mouth.]

I'm sorry.

[That's when you know this is serious. He hands the other a towel that had been next to the lube as he dries his own hands.]

I suppose you'll want an explanation.

[The mood was ruined anyway, he figured.]

[ He was expecting this to be perfunctory, actually. Yusuke's initial offer to help him with his quota in Ren's absence was one of charity, even if he had to frame it otherwise for Akechi to agree. Any real intimacy at all was unexpected, so imagine his surprise when he gets to hear secrets nobody but Ren gets to hear, when Akechi lets him set a sweet pace and pull all those beautiful sounds from him.

It's intense. He can feel Akechi throbbing, spilling himself all over his insides, and it makes him moan right into the other man's ear, tucked close to his mouth as he pays the most divine attention to Yusuke's neck. He thinks this will probably change things but they can talk about it after--

After he comes with a shriek, hot streaks squirting onto Akechi's stomach right as he's bitten. He can't even enjoy it (the orgasm or the bite, which he likes when Diva does it) because of the shock, squirming against Akechi's now-not-so-pleasant embrace. The sensation is pain mixed with a near-supernatural pleasure, like it is with her, but it's hard to have fun with it when it's sprung on him so suddenly.

Before he can say anything, Akechi is picking him up, leaving a mess all over just as he and they would, and moving him over. Moving slowly, in a daze of post-orgasm and shock, Yusuke presses his hand to his neck and holds it in front of his face. Sure is blood... ]

You should ask first...

[ questions in a minute.]

[Of everything Yusuke could have said, it leaves Akechi surprisingly tongue tied as he stares at him incredulous, his mouth open and closing for a few seconds as he finishes drying himself before he just goes;]

I...didn't think it would happen?

[Like what the hell of comment is that?]

[ It's just weird...Yusuke looks between Akechi and the blood on his fingers, face flushing anew from the idea of him doing it properly, leaving him aching and pleasantly dizzy instead of just confused.

But, no. He shakes it off. Easy to do when your partner throws you off the second you're both finished. Rational brain is stronger than horny brain, and it says this should not be happening at all. ]

...What did you do? I've let Diva-- [ There's no way to explain without sounding like a grade-A deviant. ] What happened?

[Considering the conversation they had before, it is rather strange how THIS makes him more hesitant than what he told the other. Perhaps because the story involves failure. He briefly looks away, fumbling with his hands before he takes a more traditional Akechi voice and look.]

Do you remember when shadow copies of others were around last month demanding to be accepted? Taking care of my own was no issue, accepting our shadows is something we've all done in exchange for their power. I ran into Diva fighting hers. I miscalculated the strength and power she had.

Edited 2021-01-08 09:03 (UTC)

I remember.

[ The pause for dramatic effect doesn't do much for Yusuke but make him realize he has Akechi's cum dripping down his thighs and probably onto the couch. It could have been hot if the other hadn't so expertly ruined the mood. He lazily tries to clean up with the towel, but the cushion will need some kind of cleaner... ]

Continue.

Edited (gotta learn 2 read) 2021-01-08 17:09 (UTC)

[He certainly is an expert at ruining things. The fact that both of them are naked during this exchange is not completely lost to him.]

There's not much more to tell. The shadow tried to kill her. I was mortally wounded in the exchange in an attempt to stop her, with no way to heal myself. [If only a certain crimeboy was around with his spells, huh.] Diva accepted her shadow, and then realized that I was dying.

[He laughs.]

As they say, third time's the charm, isn't it? Except it seems...even I couldn't accept that. When Diva offered a way to fix it, and considering what I knew about this place, there was no doubt another me would appear eventually.

[Can you be jealous of another version of yourself? The answer is Yes when your name is Goro Akechi.]

[ Yusuke listens politely, folding the soiled towel and pressing it against his neck. He'll be making Akechi clean it later. The idea of him doing domestic chores seems a lot less crazy than the idea of him saving someone. ]

You rescued her, at your own peril? [ He tries not to sound so surprised. He fails. ] You must be far more attached to her than you let on.

[ He's starting to notice a pattern... ]

And she turned you into a vampire, to keep you from dying again. Do I have this correct?

[He crosses his arms, looking insulted when the truth is presented to him.]

Don't act so surprised. She understands me, and isn't afraid of who I am.

[And that's all Yusuke will get from that.]

Technically, not a vampire. A Chevalier. [Potehtoe, Potato.] But yes. She asked, I accepted. And I did die. I felt the entire pain of it. And now, here we are.

[Naked as the day they were both born, having this talk.]

I'm not afraid of you.

[ You wouldn't catch him bouncing his ass on his lap if he were. But, that's besides the point. He passes the cum and blood rag back to Akechi, making it his problem now, and leans to the side, exposing his neck to the open air to encourage it to scab up. ]

Why didn't you say anything?

Perhaps a better way to explain would be to say she accepted me for who I am.

[Also...ew? He places it a little farther away. This is a problem for later Akechi.]

I was hoping to keep it concealed. I thought it wouldn't cause issues since I can easily make it that my teeth are completely normal.

It will cause problems if you can't control it.

[ Which he clearly can not, given that he bit him and pulled away so quickly. He couldn't resist the urge or commit. Shameful. But Yusuke is soft about it, the relaxed feeling after pretty-good sex and revelation that Akechi can do something helpful for once keeping him from what could have been some well-deserved snark. ]

I'm sorry that had to happen. I hope you don't regret it. [ A beat. Umm... ] I also hope that you will not be attacking people to satiate yourself.

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