[This is probably the part where Atsushi should admit he's never really touched himself before, much less been touched by other people. But he's quickly finding out that he really likes all of this physical contact, and after a kiss that's way too brief Atsushi licks his lips before responding to Chuuya.]
Keep your hands on me? Both of you. And, um, the kisses are nice too.
[He knows the basic process of sex at least, so he can give more of an answer too.]
Whichever way you want to is fine too. Since there's three of us, I guess both ways is fine too? I'm...kind of big, if you like that.
[Chuuya probably felt it already, but even when he's fully human Atsushi is packing. And yeah, he means he'll be the middle of a sandwich there if Dazai and Chuuya want that.]
(dazai's been with chuuya in this place - more than once. that bond they have, the way their minds intertwine, repel, and fuse might mean literal heaven for the boy beneath them. perhaps it raises his standard way too much - but is that even bad?
chuuya can have lips, dazai's kissed them, and this is a competition whether atsushi likes it or not, specially when it was him who brought both into the mindset. his own lips go to neck, a little laugh at the words, because...)
[Frankly, Atsushi deserved to have better standards than the both of them: Neither Chuuya or Dazai were exactly ideal men. At the very least, mind-blowing sex was a good standard to have.
And Atsushi will quickly discover that Chuuya is rather on the tactile side: He enjoys idly running his hands over Atsushi, his chest, his thighs, allowing Dazai to support Atsushi while he goes in for another kiss, this one lingering. There's a quiet hum of approval caught between them as he lets fingers trail over the rather obvious tent in Atsushi's pants, not nearly enough pressure to be satisfying, but enough to tempt.] Impressive.
[And it is, frankly. He hadn't let his gaze linger much in the showers, but for a skinny guy like Atsushi-- dang. He raises his gaze just slightly to shoot Dazai a raised eyebrow, a question with an obvious answer. He knows Dazai is freakishly good at sucking dick.] Dazai's a control freak and I'm flexible, though I can't deny I like taking the lead and spoiling my bed partners. [Said as he runs a hand along Atsushi's inner thigh.] We can show you the ropes regardless, so don't be afraid to ask for what you're most comfortable with.
[Even with clothes on, each touch lights a fire on his skin. It's starting to get uncomfortable, but he doesn't dare move to pull anything off. He's stuck here, fingers digging into whatever he can grab, thinking that if he moves he'll break the spell that's come over them. Never in his life did he think he would get to sleep with one person; two is beyond anything he could have imagined.
The touches and kisses are enough to work Atsushi up but not enough to be satisfying, and he groans as Chuuya's hands trail downwards. It's a little embarrassing how his legs spread open a bit in response to the light touches, but he's turning his face to the side so Dazai has more skin to kiss so maybe he can hide how flushed his face is.]
(his eyes roll at the comment, a hand becoming a puppet to mock the rest of what he was saying - control freak?! he's right, but he doesn't have to say it? ah, to be mature. it is, however, very easy to understand that look chuuya gives him, even while dazai was particularly busy with kissing, nibbling and feeling skin against his lips.
atsushi looks cute, to be honest. the groans, the way his body is reacting too positively to them, and the flush is not very well-hidden after dazai's head lifts to press a kiss to his cheek. it's temporary, a distraction as he pulls the shirt up and out, to kiss downwards.)
[Chuuya rolls his eyes at Dazai sassing back at him, but the man gets the message it seems and that's more than enough. His focus is on Atsushi right now, because the younger man looks absolutely delicious like this. All flushed, so responsive... perfect.]
Good, good. Just tell us if we do anything you don't like, okay? I like it when my partners are having fun.
[And while Dazai works his way downward, Chuuya proceeds to drag Atsushi into another kiss, his own hand seeking out the hem of his pants, working them open with an almost lazy slowness as his lips work to take Atsushi apart with kisses alone.] How about one of us sucks you off and the other fucks you? Would you like that?
[It's good that Chuuya gives him that reminder, because as hands start to wander and pull at clothes Atsushi suddenly remembers something. He abruptly reaches out for both of their hands to get their attention.
W-wait, um- I have scars. Please don't make a big deal of them?
[He's sure Dazai could have guessed this by now, but he's still saying this for Chuuya's benefit. He would be surprised if both of them didn't have scars, given their port mafia history, so maybe they'll get it. He's okay-ish with them being shown, but if either of them stop to stare or gasp at them he'll be taken right out of all of this.
Once he's said his piece though, he'll nod at Chuuya and then let go of their hands. Then he accepts that kiss and is surprised by how slow and thorough it is. Damn. Every time he gets kissed somehow he gets his socks knocked off.
He's breathless and panting by the time Chuuya asks that second question, but he nods at that one too.]
(neither of them would bat an eye towards scars. perhaps chuuya would treat them with more care, but dazai himself would move past them. his body is marked in too many ways, both done by himself and in battlefields and schemes, hidden from anyone's eyes by the bandages that bring him some relief. he would be too much of a hypocrite if he were to pay them any mind when he doesn't even allow his own to be seen.
the hand that stops him gets a trip towards dazai's lips in a kiss - it's all the confirmation he thinks is necessary before he allows it to be taken away.
it's fine if he doesn't come this time around, one of them will most definitely make it up to him one way or another, so dazai easily complies. for someone who seems incapable of shutting up on a daily basis, this is a much quieter look on him - solely because he's focused, busy as his lips move downwards. a hand undoes the pants, before his eyes fall on atsushi - it's asking permission, because there's really no going back from this.
a certain silver tongue works wonders, in more ways than one.)
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Date: 2024-01-18 12:52 pm (UTC)Keep your hands on me? Both of you. And, um, the kisses are nice too.
[He knows the basic process of sex at least, so he can give more of an answer too.]
Whichever way you want to is fine too. Since there's three of us, I guess both ways is fine too? I'm...kind of big, if you like that.
[Chuuya probably felt it already, but even when he's fully human Atsushi is packing. And yeah, he means he'll be the middle of a sandwich there if Dazai and Chuuya want that.]
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Date: 2024-01-19 01:11 am (UTC)chuuya can have lips, dazai's kissed them, and this is a competition whether atsushi likes it or not, specially when it was him who brought both into the mindset. his own lips go to neck, a little laugh at the words, because...)
Oh, Chuuya bottoms, I don't.
(too vulnerable, too much for him.)
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Date: 2024-01-19 05:43 am (UTC)And Atsushi will quickly discover that Chuuya is rather on the tactile side: He enjoys idly running his hands over Atsushi, his chest, his thighs, allowing Dazai to support Atsushi while he goes in for another kiss, this one lingering. There's a quiet hum of approval caught between them as he lets fingers trail over the rather obvious tent in Atsushi's pants, not nearly enough pressure to be satisfying, but enough to tempt.] Impressive.
[And it is, frankly. He hadn't let his gaze linger much in the showers, but for a skinny guy like Atsushi-- dang. He raises his gaze just slightly to shoot Dazai a raised eyebrow, a question with an obvious answer. He knows Dazai is freakishly good at sucking dick.] Dazai's a control freak and I'm flexible, though I can't deny I like taking the lead and spoiling my bed partners. [Said as he runs a hand along Atsushi's inner thigh.] We can show you the ropes regardless, so don't be afraid to ask for what you're most comfortable with.
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Date: 2024-01-19 12:47 pm (UTC)The touches and kisses are enough to work Atsushi up but not enough to be satisfying, and he groans as Chuuya's hands trail downwards. It's a little embarrassing how his legs spread open a bit in response to the light touches, but he's turning his face to the side so Dazai has more skin to kiss so maybe he can hide how flushed his face is.]
I would...like that. I trust you two to show me.
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Date: 2024-01-20 06:02 pm (UTC)atsushi looks cute, to be honest. the groans, the way his body is reacting too positively to them, and the flush is not very well-hidden after dazai's head lifts to press a kiss to his cheek. it's temporary, a distraction as he pulls the shirt up and out, to kiss downwards.)
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Date: 2024-01-28 03:34 am (UTC)Good, good. Just tell us if we do anything you don't like, okay? I like it when my partners are having fun.
[And while Dazai works his way downward, Chuuya proceeds to drag Atsushi into another kiss, his own hand seeking out the hem of his pants, working them open with an almost lazy slowness as his lips work to take Atsushi apart with kisses alone.] How about one of us sucks you off and the other fucks you? Would you like that?
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Date: 2024-01-28 05:39 am (UTC)W-wait, um- I have scars. Please don't make a big deal of them?
[He's sure Dazai could have guessed this by now, but he's still saying this for Chuuya's benefit. He would be surprised if both of them didn't have scars, given their port mafia history, so maybe they'll get it. He's okay-ish with them being shown, but if either of them stop to stare or gasp at them he'll be taken right out of all of this.
Once he's said his piece though, he'll nod at Chuuya and then let go of their hands. Then he accepts that kiss and is surprised by how slow and thorough it is. Damn. Every time he gets kissed somehow he gets his socks knocked off.
He's breathless and panting by the time Chuuya asks that second question, but he nods at that one too.]
Y-yeah. If that's okay?
[He glances back to Dazai for confirmation.]
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Date: 2024-02-01 01:45 am (UTC)the hand that stops him gets a trip towards dazai's lips in a kiss - it's all the confirmation he thinks is necessary before he allows it to be taken away.
it's fine if he doesn't come this time around, one of them will most definitely make it up to him one way or another, so dazai easily complies. for someone who seems incapable of shutting up on a daily basis, this is a much quieter look on him - solely because he's focused, busy as his lips move downwards. a hand undoes the pants, before his eyes fall on atsushi - it's asking permission, because there's really no going back from this.
a certain silver tongue works wonders, in more ways than one.)