Kureshima Takatora (
a_divine_island) wrote2016-07-06 10:14 am
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Takatora & Basco, cellphone wars [NSFW]
[It's 7-something in the morning and when Takatora's ringtone starts up again it signals the fifth phone call he's already taken since waking up. Not that that sort of thing is a concern to him; it's part of his job to be informed of events and handle any necessarily issues or authorisations that crop up.
It wouldn't be very professional to take his calls from his bed so he's at the desk in his bedroom, fully clothed, if somewhat more casually than usual, considering a few more shirt buttons are open than one would expect. It was adequate enough at the time and that's all the matters.
Nobody is going to see currently except for Basco.
Ah, yes. Basco. He had done... that again last night. Wine had been involved.
Perhaps he'll simply realise how busy Takatora is and see himself quietly out?
...As if. Meanwhile-- ]
That wasn't in the original draft of the contract I read, and I hadn't agreed to any alterations. Have it sent to my home so that I can inspect it-
It wouldn't be very professional to take his calls from his bed so he's at the desk in his bedroom, fully clothed, if somewhat more casually than usual, considering a few more shirt buttons are open than one would expect. It was adequate enough at the time and that's all the matters.
Nobody is going to see currently except for Basco.
Ah, yes. Basco. He had done... that again last night. Wine had been involved.
Perhaps he'll simply realise how busy Takatora is and see himself quietly out?
...As if. Meanwhile-- ]
That wasn't in the original draft of the contract I read, and I hadn't agreed to any alterations. Have it sent to my home so that I can inspect it-
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[Ease his cock further into Basco's willing mouth, hot and wet and inviting. Don't think too much about it as he allows Basco to envelope him further - don't think about how Basco isn't the one controlling this, it's him deciding how far to push and how fast or slow.
Basco wants him to go fast. Takatora groans. The freedom of that instruction is so alluring, but the action seems so filthy.
Before he can think further on that part, Takatora feels his cock hit the back of Basco's throat.]
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Clearly Takatora wanted someone to pamper more than someone submissive, which was good for Basco.
But this was just testing the waters really, seeing how far he needed to push before getting that control to break down. As long as Basco doesn't get hurt, Takatora won't be scared off to try and be a little controlling now and then. So when he feels that cock hit the back of his throat, he just moans around it, letting Takatora feel exactly how much he was going to enjoy this.]
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heaven forbid!, or asked to roleplay his work persona, but for now...Basco's moan echoes all the way through him, making Takatora shudder even if he hadn't been about to anyway from the sheer pleasure. Basco is truly enjoying this too.
Okay. Well. He can try...
Takatora begins to pull out of Basco's mouth just slightly, withdrawing about halfway before pushing forward again, tentatively, but quicker than before. And then he tries it again. Mustn't keep Basco waiting too long, not in this position.]
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Hell, he was doing a good job so far convincing Takatora to thrust his cock into his mouth, even if he still was being tentative with shoving it all the way in but, he stayed there knees on the floor looking up at Takatora's face as he tightened his throat slightly when he pushes forward again.]
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Ah! Basco.
[Takatora might clench his fingers in Basco's hair inadvertently when he feels the tightness increase around his cock, but never enough to do harm!]
I will...
[-try this a little bit faster. Takatora urges his hips forward, trying not to think about how deep his cock is going into Basco's mouth and down his throat. If he does it quickly...
Oh, oh no, that just makes it more obscene, a few quick, deep thrusts in succession. Oh my.]
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And now, this was the pace he wanted for it to now feel good, the pull on his hair to keep him in place, that forceful push that barely gives him enough to breathe. All he can do is groan every time Takatora's cock pushes in further to his mouth, just to encourage him to keep giving him more.]
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Oh, this is-
[This is filthy and Takatora should be distraught with himself over it. But nobody is having a bad time here. It can't... be wrong.]
Is it- [He has to catch his breath before he can continue his sentence.] -enough, or do you want... more?
[Surely Basco can find a way to mime either "stop" or "keep going".]
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There was a lot of thought that goes into manipulating someone to influence their sexual desires.]
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If you continue in this fashion, I'm going to-
[Come, the word is come. Orgasm. Peak. Whatever word gets his point across without actually being vulgar.]
Would you rather...?
[Takatora will just make a brief gesture back at the bed properly to indicate the possibility of penetrative sex. Basco must understand him by now, well enough to know what he's getting at.]
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And of course Takatora cuts off saying the actual words but, Basco does fill in the blanks rather easily now that he knew that the other man had a hard time saying it out loud. Dirty talk was definitely not Takatora's specialty.
But, Basco didn't have that sort of shame as he lifts himself up back onto the bed, moving to sit behind the other man and lean in to bite at his earlobe and talk in a bit more of a hushed tone.]
Would I rather be able to scream your name as you shove your cock all the way inside me? Is that what you're asking?
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He is powerless to resist a beautiful, naked man on his bed. A beautiful, naked man who has teeth on the soft flesh of his earlobe, and-
Takatora can't help the shudder that runs through him. He's already reaching out to touch Basco, he can't resist. A hand on Basco's thigh, stroking reassuringly; he might be cold by now! An arm around his waist, pulling him close.
Takatora's face feels so hot.]
You make it sound so violent... [But even as he murmurs that he can recall the screams and the hurried thrusts, and they're never upsetting.] Basco, please, let me...
[Work? What work. Takatora is trailing his fingertips to the inside of Basco's thigh. He'll need lubricant, but he could at least have a little feel around Basco's entrance for now...]
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Come on, say it. Say you want to fuck me.
[Just state the fact they both already knew was true.]
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He's used to the bluntness, but even so he fumbles.]
I want... To... [Takatora can admit himself that if he can't say he shouldn't be doing it. What if he just leans forward and buries his face into Basco's shoulder a little. Mumbled is still coherent!] Fuck you.
[How else is he supposed to say it? "Make love" is a term reserved for someone he intends to marry. Basco certainly isn't that type.]
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If he had ended up saying 'make love,' that probably would have ended up with more laughter. Basco wasn't much for love compared to just being consumed by pure desire and greed.
Basco runs his fingers through the other man's hair for a moment after the words were finally said from Takatora's mouth.]
Then what are you waiting for?
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It is a gift to hear Basco's genuine laugh, not a mocking or derisive one. Takatora responds to his question by capturing that beautiful sound with his mouth, not one ounce of hesitation in him even though Basco had been between his legs only moments before. And then he's leaning his weight onto Basco, pushing him back to recline against the mattress as they kiss, and Takatora is making murmured moaning sounds into Basco's mouth as he twists his body from his seat beside Basco to on top of him, one pant-clad leg settling between Basco's bare ones.]
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But his image was also a construct so, really, that was up to him how many scars he wanted to show on himself. Takatora didn't need to know that. He just needed to keep enjoying himself as much as Basco has been.
It's so easy to have Takatora guide his body to press back against the bed and to enjoy the feeling of having someone over him. Just enjoying the more intimate moments physically and draping his arms over the other man's shoulders to pull him closer into that kiss.]
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Takatora rubs his body against Basco's, urging him up the bed. He has to break the long, languid kisses to allow for it properly.]
Move up, I don't want you falling off the bed.
[It's only really Basco's long legs dangling off the edge, but Takatora would rather they had all the space they needed. The friction of their bodies together rubs at his cock, of course, which is achingly hard now.
Basco knows that. He had sensed the urgency all along. Takatora doesn't want to wait anymore.]
Can you reach the drawer from where you are?
[Where the lubricant and condoms are kept, of course.]
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Even if Takatora felt powerful being dressed, Basco still felt good about the fact that he could get that kind of reaction from the businessman. But the position really wasn't helping to grab the stuff from the drawer so he pulled himself up so he could get onto his hands and knees, making to sure to take a second to press his ass against Takatora's still exposed cock and shuffle himself towards the side table to grab the stuff they need.]
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Takatora is oblivious about many things, but not this. And he can't quite help that when Basco moves further up the bed to reach into the nightstand he follows, pressing back against him from behind.]
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You wanna fuck me like this? [This position was purely about the sex. Enjoying the feeling of it rather than the emotions. And really, sometimes you just want to be fucked nice and hard without any thoughts.]
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Takatora just has to ask.]
Basco... you know that sort of thing is not my forte... What makes you return to my bed each time?
[When he knows full well you could be with anyone you chose.]
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Because you want me in your bed each time.
[And that mattered a lot. Not having much nor having people he could trust to have his best interests in mind. He plans for people to leave him behind and he expected that with Takatora as well but, it hadn't happened.]
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But some part of him must have known that, deep down, or he would have disdained Basco's company in his bed.]
I'll do my best for you.
[Takatora isn't hesitant about that. He runs a single finger down between the cleft of Basco's cheeks.]
Do you want me to do it like this?
[He suspects he already knows the answer, from Basco's earlier desires and the fact that he's suggested it.]
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I did ask you first. [Those gentle touches though did make him moan lightly and they already were practically ready to continue just like this.]
Don't you think it sounds like a good idea, just like this? Pushing me down with your hand in my hair.
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[Basco really isn't the type to do something purely because someone else wants to though, is he. Regardless, consent is still important!
Takatora would probably say no if his hard cock wasn't already practically there, between Basco's cheeks and about to press inside him.
And no, he can't even manage a response to that. Basco wants everything rough and ready today! How can Takatora process that?!]
Pass me the lubricant.
[That's a good enough indicator, since he's not asking Basco to turn onto his back again.]
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