Eichi "terminal cumslut boy" Tenshouin (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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teaism2018-10-23 07:51 pm
finethanks) wrote in teaism2018-10-23 07:51 pm
keichi time
I wonder what you could possibly be working on now?
[They're in Eichi's apartment, since Keito visits often enough, but somehow... Eichi isn't getting any of his attention. What is he working at? Something on his phone, or in a book? Whatever it is, Eichi doesn't care, because the fact of the matter is it's not important compared to everything else.
Eichi walks up from behind the couch with his commentary, reaching his arms forward holding some sort of silk cloth... which he then pulls back loosely over Keito's eyes. A preview!]
Should I say "guess who?" But really, it's looking as though I'll have to solve it once again. You need to be watched over more than anyone else, in a place like this.
[They're in Eichi's apartment, since Keito visits often enough, but somehow... Eichi isn't getting any of his attention. What is he working at? Something on his phone, or in a book? Whatever it is, Eichi doesn't care, because the fact of the matter is it's not important compared to everything else.
Eichi walks up from behind the couch with his commentary, reaching his arms forward holding some sort of silk cloth... which he then pulls back loosely over Keito's eyes. A preview!]
Should I say "guess who?" But really, it's looking as though I'll have to solve it once again. You need to be watched over more than anyone else, in a place like this.
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[A reference to Keito's childish comment, but after he's tied the knot on the blindfold, he chuckles right by his ear.]
Juu~uust kidding. ☆ I've been looking into things on my own, and also considering what sort of work I might be able to earn the most with, so I came across it. [Is that better or worse.
Whatever it is, now, his hand draws back and runs down Keito's chest, and his other joins it to unbutton his shirt.]
Another time, I may want to have your hands held back as well, but I want to feel Keito reaching for me this time, okay? ♪
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that aside, it's actually... kind of strange, when he feels the blindfold settle a little tighter over his eyes after eichi's tied the knot.
... he's definitely not used to this. ]
Do I want to know what kind of work you're considering?
[ it'll... probably pay better than his, at any rate, but again, he's not sure if he Wants To Know.
also, because keito also cannot keep his mouth shut, and possibly also because it's his way of reacting to the feeling of eichi's hands unbuttoning his shirt - there's a short bark of nervous laughter, and: ] I sincerely apologise if I can't see where I'm putting my hands and happen to accidentally hit you in the face.
[ not that this is going to happen, but it's a Concern. ]
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If that's the case, then I'll guide you, just like this.
[No comment on his work. And he lets his hand drop to wherever he wants to keep it again, unbuttoning Keito's top the rest of the way and pushing it aside.]
You can pull this off, now.
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but for now, the weight of eichi's hand trailing down his arm and then slipping into his own hand is familiar, if also a little bit strange since he can't actually see where his hands are going and has to rely on eichi to guide him, and even the way he places his hand on eichi's chest is a little bit more cautious than usual, and a little bit more tentative, the drag of his fingers along the fabric slow and unsure.
he also feels his own shirt being pushed off his shoulders, and okay, it does feel more awkward when he can't see what he's doing and has to take a moment (or two) to fumble with his clothes before pulling his shirt off.
........ not that he would like to admit that eichi is right, but his other senses do feel a little bit sharper, more because he's trying to rely on them more without his sight, and perhaps it's half instinct but keito ends up reaching for eichi, trying to find some sort of physical contact to ground himself. ]
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[He's trying to invite it out of Keito, even if he's thinking he might have to try again and again and again for him to get anywhere. For now, he beams at that reaching, leaning into it easy, letting Keito catch and feel him as he's shrugging off his own jacket and shirt.
His free palm presses flat and cold to Keito's chest, splaying his icy fingers there.]
I'm a little indecisive, after all.
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it's also because he hasn't realised that he's fallen completely silent in concentration although uh.
hi, he's blushing again. how can eichi talk about these things so candidly.... anyway there's an annoyed huff even after keito's fingers entwine with eichi's, and there's a sharp intake of breath at the press of his palm to his bare chest, and it's colder than he anticipated - there's a rush of goosebumps for a split second there, before keito exhales, trying to use eichi's voice to pinpoint where he is. ]
You've rarely been so indecisive that it sounds like a blatant lie, Eichi. Don't you already have something planned?
[ maaaaaaybe it's slightly accusatory.
... nothing about what he wants yet, though, because he still doesn't quite know and can't articulate what he wants for now. ]
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[What is with everyone thinking that? Gosh? He's an innocent angel? But he smiles down at this view, and it alone is enough to admire. Like this, with Keito's vision taken away, he can look as fond as he wants, for as long as he wants, without any questioning. How nice.]
That being said, since you're being rather shy, I can come up with things on the spot. Wait here a moment, won't you?
[This is part of the fun. His touch slips away from Keito all at once, and the blindfolded boy is left alone on the bed, shirtless. Eichi's weight drops off of the bed, and his footsteps are so light, it's almost impossible to tell what he's doing.
There's the sound of the door shutting... but there are still drawers opening and shutting in the room itself, so Eichi must still be here.]
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I'm not being shy! [ this bears repeating because, wow, rude??????
when eichi's weight slips off him, and consequently off the bed, keito pulls himself into a seated position, crossing his legs underneath him and his fingers idly pulling at the sheets. they're soft and almost luxurious, quite unlike what he has in the Down, and it serves as a good form of distraction from wanting to pull off the blindfold so that he can actually see what eichi is planning, with all the sounds of drawers opening and closing. was there even a cabinet in the room? he hadn't been paying attention earlier, clearly.
... still, it's keito's insatiable curiosity that leads him to ask: ] What are you doing?
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[He hums a little, glancing over his shoulder at the question. Seeing Keito sitting up like that, it really is a nice view... But he's curious.]
You should lie back down.
[If he can command him around like that, that is. He'll work with it either way, so the noises continue as Eichi grabs a couple of things and steps back over to the side of the bed.]
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he's probably off by a bit but it's the whole principle of the thing. ]
That doesn't sound like a request.
[ I'm sorry he's like this, but it's slightly deadpan. there's another pause before keito sort of slowly moves himself back on the bed - he's just making sure that he doesn't fall, okay, that would be embarrassing - before he kind of. lies down, his body language still quite tentative.
it's. a half compromise? he's tense, still not quite sure what eichi has in store or what he's been up to without keito's oversight, but he can at least trust that eichi won't actually hurt him, questionable motives aside. ]
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[It wasn't a request, silly Keito. But he still listened, and in reward, Eichi leans closer over the side of the bed and kisses his cheek. A cold hand of his rests over Keito's stomach, after he sets something not too heavy on the bed, and he smooths it over his side, then down to his hips.]
I'm getting rather cold already, so could you take these all off so I can rejoin you?
[The tug he gives is at Keito's pants and undergarments a lot. He wants to watch him remove them. From his words, it sounds like Eichi has stripped down to nothing, as well.]
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but anyway, even though he knows that eichi's joined him on the bed again, feeling eichi's hand pressed against his stomach and dragging across the flat of it down to his hips, just above the waistband of his pants, is very different from just knowing about itv and it's enough of a difference to make a surprised noise. ]
If you're going to use a line about sharing body heat with you, I'm leaving.
[ ...... that's not actually a real threat, but it's with another (longsuffering) sigh that he tries to locate where eichi was tugging on his pants - who knew how hard it would actually be without the se of sight to guide what he's doing?
it's going to take him a while to strip down completely, unless eichi wants to give him a hand? he's not going to give eichi a show or anything like that, unfortunately. that's asking a little too much. ]
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Say, Keito...
[Leaning closer, there's something less playful about his tone, right now. He's close, somewhere near Keito's ear, close enough that his hair brushes at Keito's cheek, but there's no skin contact as he tosses the pants to the side.]
How far can I really go, like this? If you stop me while I'm already excited... I'm not sure I'd know what to do.
[It's almost like it's a joke, or still teasing, but he's being very honest. He wants to know how far he can go, in any direction, in any way. Is it really okay? Or is Keito just humoring him, like always?]
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eichi's so close. but keito takes another breath, audibly, something to compose himself when he can hear his own heartbeat quickening-- ]
... Eichi. [ and since eichi is that close by, he doesn't have to raise his voice, but it's clear. ] You wouldn't hurt me, right?
[ and this is probably the first time eichi will probably ever hear keito sound vulnerable, or anything remotely like that, because keito's always held himself proudly, but even right now he has to admit that he's stumbling blind (both literally and figuratively) and--
--he trusts eichi, he does, but this is asking him to put himself in eichi's hands, and there's a part of him that wants to, as irrational as it is.
so yeah, maybe he needs that reassurance. just enough to assuage him. ]
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I won't hurt you. If possible, I'd like to be able to give you something you've never felt before... but I'm worried that doing it simply would make me a little too late.
[Second place, he doesn't say, eyes trailing over Keito's vulnerable form. His fingertips move to the side, brushing some hair from his face.]
I won't hurt you.
[He repeats it again, and before he lets emotion get to his voice or his face too much, he leans in to cover Keito's lips with his own. A warm, emotional kiss, slowly deepening. He's done a lot, so maybe Keito can't trust him anymore. Is that where they're at, despite everything else? If that's the case, he has to desperately try to fix it, right?
Even if he doesn't think there's any going back. His body settles closer to Keito from the side, his cool skin brushing against Keito's in small spots, and he tosses Keito's pants to the side. First, he wants to finish this kiss.]
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what he feels next is the gentle press of eichi's fingers on his cheek, just underneath the line of the blindfold, and the way eichi brushes the hair from his face. it's an intimate gesture that he's not entirely expecting, but it doesn't stop keito from leaning into it, and--
that's all he was looking for, honestly. but then eichi catches him off guard again by kissing him once more, his lips pressed to keito's and that actually tells keito all that he needs to know, with how warm it is. this isn't the first time they've kissed, but already keito can tell that it's different. it certainly feels that way.
when eichi moves in closer, it's when keito tentatively moves as well, using the small points of contact between them to figure out how best to touch eichi, fingertips gliding tentatively along the skin of eichi's shoulder and down his arm, careful enough to try and touch him in the right places. he's trying - this is still new to him, after all.
it's only when he needs air that he's willing to break the kiss, using the hold he has on eichi's bars shoulder to gently dig his fingertips into his skin and break them apart for the moment.
there's another pause, for a few seconds, but he already knows his answer. ]
I believe you. [ it lacks the rude edge that seems to coat keito's words more often than not. ] I trust you.
[ and that's keito's way of saying that eichi can go as far as he wants, with what he's planned, and it takes another few seconds for keito to cover eichi's hand with his. ]
I thought I was supposed to be the worrywart, Eichi.
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[That's Eichi's defense. His face is a little flushed, from Keito trying to start touching him, from those words, from the hand over his own. He shifts that hand to intertwine their fingers, squeezing as his weight settles over Keito more. One knee on one side, the other on the opposite.
His free hand runs down Keito's chest, taking in every muscle, memorizing it, mapping it. If Keito is going to be blindfolded for this, then he wants him to feel it slowly like this, to be so drawn in that he can't take it.
He ducks down, and there, Keito can feel that Eichi is already beginning to become aroused. His length presses semi-hard against Keito's stomach and hip as his lips kiss from his jaw, to his neck, nipping, sucking. Keito might remember that Eichi had marked him there that last time— seems like he wants to again. Between hot breaths over that damp skin, he speaks.]
Today... I want to spoil myself, a little, as well. I want to feel you pressing into every inch of me until I can't go on. ♪ Sitting on top of you like this, it means that we'll go completely at my pace, so it might even drive you a bit mad. I hope so...
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and it's a pity that he's unaware of the flush on eichi's skin, human and beautiful, but what he is aware of is the way eichi entwines their fingers once again, the press of his weight settling on top of him carefully - it's difficult not to just go with the flow and just arch a little bit upwards, further up into eichi's touch, fingertips slowly warming up as he drags a line down keito's chest.
he could get used to the kissing, actually, even if there's a moment of deja vu when eichi kisses his way down the line of his jaw and back down to where his neck meets his shoulder. the faint outlines of the mostly-healed marks from the last time are still there, so when eichi nips and sucks just above the old marks, it causes keito to jolt slightly with a gasp, the feeling electric of his skin.
it's a little bit different, though, skin on skin and without a layer of clothing between them, and eichi's arousal pressed up against his own, against his hip, and while he doesn't say anything in response, he absolutely does push his hips against eichi's, letting out a low groan while his hands try to find the jut of eichi's hips. kind of hard with the blindfold, but he'll manage. ]
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He kisses harder, teeth grazing over Keito's vulnerable skin. His hand reaches off to the side, to grab something he'd dropped on the bed— lube, not that Keito would know. There's just the sound of the lid popping as he works at that with one hand.]
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there's another noise that keito makes when eichi's teeth graze over his shoulder - while they're definitely not sharp enough to break skin, it's definitely enough to leave behind a slight sting, and his nails dig into eichi's skin where his hands have rested, a little reflexive action to go along with the tactile sensations.
he hears the sound of the lid pop, but he doesn't think too much of it for now. that can come later. ]
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[It's a soft little tease against his shoulder, now that he's temporarily satisfied with those kisses. He's moving both hands away from Keito now, so there's only the weight of him over Keito's waist, and the sound of him messing with something (the lube).]
I was thinking of all the ways I could say "Now I'm going to punish you ♪" and the like, but you're completely silent and willing. You know, I'd like to hear your voice a little more...
[As he says that, a slicked up hand reaches back to wrap around Keito's length, stroking from base to tip, smearing it over him. He takes this chance to feel every bit of it. It's much more clear like this, without any cloth in the way. He was able to get a good look at it earlier, too. He strokes a few times, thumbing over his slit, eyes watching Keito's face for hopes of more noise, or a reaction.]
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"Surprisingly"? I think you're the only one who's not averse to punishment, Eichi.
[ not everyone is a masochist like you, ok. mild judgment here. and perhaps it's the arousal, but keito's voice is a little lower, a little rougher.
and if eichi was watching him for a reaction, he's definitely getting one. eichi can't see it, but keito's eyes widen a little underneath the blindfold and he jerks, mostly in surprise than anything else - the lube is cool against his half-hard cock, eichi's fingers closing around him and stroking and keito curses under his breath, because feeling eichi's hands on his bare skin was electrifying enough but this is a whole new level of stimulation, nothing like back in that room, and his hips push forward into eichi's hand while his own fingers press into the skin of eichi's hips, digging in hard enough to leave small crescent shaped imprints from his nails. ]
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I don’t think that’s true, Keito. I think you enjoy many of the things you’d call a punishment.
[ He strokes still, faster, though the angle makes it awkward, and so he moves, puts his weight on his knees and shifts down along him so Keito’s dick is right in front of him and he can watch as he strokes. He’s fascinated by it. He loves the shameless staring, especially while Keito can’t see, and so he pays him extra attention in how he strokes, finds the right pressure, touches every bit of him.
Ah, he’s aching to be touched, himself, but he doesn’t expect Keito to navigate any more than that grip on his hips that’s slipped away from his repositioning. He’ll just have to be patient himself to get the reward at the end. ]
You’re still giving me some cute reactions after all... Ahh, it makes me want to rush everything. [ He presses his thumb down over the tip. ] This is more difficult than I thought.