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[ so maybe you were walking down the street, minding your own business, and just. enjoying life. whatever. the point is, as you turn a corner you're going to get bumped into by this guy here, but that's not the worst of it, oh no. the terrible part of it is, he was carrying an armload of pastries, and now most of them are squished on your clothes/face/hands etc.

how terrible! it'd be only right for him to apologize, right? or maybe it's your fault, but either way he's gonna stand there, perfectly clean, and blink. ]

Eh... Those were for dinner...

b;

[ it's dark when you wake up. you can just barely make out faint, muffled sounds of life, but it's really far off like your ears are stuffed with cotton. if you try moving your arms, you'll find they're strapped down, and as your senses return to you in increments the situation becomes all too apparent.

you're blindfolded, tied down - to a chair? - and there's someone.... nearby. humming an infuriatingly cheerful song, but once you start stirriing it stops with a soft "ah!" and a laugh ]

Finally awake? I thought you were gonna be out all day.

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[ tilting his head back slightly now, groaning and moving toward his touch, hand on Byakuran's shoulder moving to the back of his neck instead ]

You -- broke my arm.

Even at the beginning, you weren't taking it seriously, were you?

[ shifts and starts unfastening his pants just enough so he can shove his hand inside, immediately grabbing his cock and squeezing ]

Ah--!

[ another small groan, and again he moves his hips into that touch -- fingers tangling between Byakuran's hair, and steadily getting hard ]

Breaking my arm wasn't -- necessary, for this.

But you're still hard, aren't you? Ling-kun is so vulgar...

[ pushing his pants down a little so he can pull him out all the way, and drags his nails down the side ]

[ damn. It hurts, but there's a certain pleasure in that, and for a moment he can only gasp, mouth hanging open as he takes in a few harsh breaths ]

I might -- want to touch you too.

Ling-kun has a nice face... you still have another arm, you know.

[ palms the curve of his dick, fingers hooking in his pants to tug them down some more so he can brush over his entrance ]

[ another soft groan at that, clearly enjoying this all, and glancing down at Byakuran's pants now, before moving his hands to the front of them, trying to undo them.

...but it's not really easy with one hand. ]

Help me -- a little here.

Mmm... don't wanna.

[ there isn't any slickness on his fingers, so when he starts pushing them inside there's a lot of friction, not entirely good. ]

If you want it bad enough, you'll find a way to do it.

[ he honestly expected him to at least slick his fingers up, and really, that's enough to make him stop even trying to open Byakuran's pants -- instead immediately trying to move away from his touch, letting out a pained grunt ]

Stop that—!

What's the matter? Don't you like pain?

[ but he is stopping, leaning over him to kiss him again, affectionately. ]

Ask politely, and I'll kiss it better.

Not -- this much.

[ glancing away for a moment, before frowning at him as he speaks ]

Please do it properly.

That's cute.

[ pushing his legs up, and scooting Ling up the couch as he does so. he shimmies himself down, tugging his pants down the rest of the way to his ankles so he can pull them off. ]

What do you do, anyway? You don't look like a teenager.

[ helping a little with that, moving along with him -- though the position is admittedly embarrassing ]

None of your business.

Haaah? That's so mean.

[ pressing his knees up to his chest and reaches over to the table for something. there's an assortment of various confectioneries there, like marshmallows and sugar and whipped cream and strawberries. snags the whipped cream and comes back, shaking it up a little. ]

But that's okay. You still owe me for those desserts, Ling Yao.

[ clearly getting embarrassed further by that position, but not really moving away -- all the more so because the pain on his arm is still very much there, and he doesn't want to make it worse ]

... You're the one who dumped into me.

Oh?

[ inserts the tip of the can into him and pushes down, filling him with a mound of whipped cream ]

If you're so in denial, maybe I can get your cute little retainer to make it up to me, instead~ ♪

[ And the feeling of being filled in like that is weird -- not entirely unpleasant, but strange and he isn't sure how to react to it -- but it's his words that really get him going. His eyes widen in shock for a moment, and he glares at him next ]

Don't you dare touch her--!

Hahaha, Ling-kun is so angry! Show me more of that face yours, won't you?

[ he puts the can away, and leans in to dip his tongue inside, licking away a good glob of the cream. he pulls away, swallowing, and then speaks. ]

You're really smart, you know. I know exactly who you were.

[ a low groan at that, even with how angry he's getting, unable to really stop himself from feeling good. ]

What -- do you want from me?

How about you just do what I say for right now, okay?

[ leeeans back in to repeat the motion, but this time he presses his tongue in deeper and flicks it against his inner walls ]

[ trembling slightly, letting out a shaky breath at that, clearly enjoying it ]

You -- bastard.

[ and his hand go to rest on his head, not pushing him away, but letting his fingers tangle between his hair again ]

[ well, that's good, because he's going to press harder, get his tongue in as deep as he can go in search of whipped cream. he's even gonna hum a little, dragging a hand over Ling's cock so he can start jerking him off ]

[ and at that the hold on Byakuran's hair just tightens as he groans -- loudly, body still shaking and eyes falling shut ]

I'll make you -- pay, for this.

I bet.

[ he doesn't start out gentle, no, just immediately jerking him roughly, aiming to get him off as quickly as possible. he stops tonguing his asshole in favor of sucking lightly on his balls, and hums a little, laughing ]

[ it's pathetic how he moves his hips up into that, clearly unable to control himself. And if Byakuran is aiming on getting him off quickly, it's obvious his plan is working, with the way his breathing is becoming irregular and the noises he's making -- he's close, and having him suck on his balls is certainly not helping matters ]

Mm--!!

[ tightening his hold on Byakuran's hair, too, fingers gripping on it as he lets out a loud groan ]

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