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never-fading sins tbh

[He had agreed to the limitation of affection in public at first, but as the days went on and Eichi realized he couldn't just reach over to take Tsumugi's hand in a show of dominance, he realized that wasn't quite working for him. No amount of convincing was seeming to get through to him, as much as he wavered, and so here they are in the library, way too far apart for his liking.

But it might be that slight distance that has him wanting to close the gap. He's never experienced anything like this before. Longing had always been something related to his work, his schooling, his goal, but now he found himself tracing the curve of Tsumugi's shoulders as he babbled on about some sort of boring book Eichi doesn't really care about. Classes are over, he realizes with a glance over his shoulder to the rest of the empty library. There's no one in the immediate area.

So suddenly, he reaches out to take Tsumugi's hand. It's a gentle thing, despite where his thoughts are already rushing, soft and curling only a few of his fingers around Tsumugi's as he steps closer to him, gently guiding the book back to the shelf with his free hand. Enough of that.

He doesn't say a word yet, relying instead on the eager look in his eyes to do the talking first.]

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Tsumugi...

[Why does he have to fight for this? Then again, he's always had to fight for everything. He may be someone who was born into everything anyone could ever want, but that didn't stop human desire, and his health made things difficult. Basic things like walking or moving or breathing— he had to work for each of them, to make up for how money came so easily, without a thought. Some things were better than others, right?

He's well aware that he's spoiled, to be thinking like this, but he's still thinking that it makes sense that he'd have to try three times as hard for something like this. He pushes forward and past that cheek kiss, taking Tsumugi's chin in his hand as he kisses him again.

This time, it's a lot less chaste.]

You know that I won't push you if you really do want to refuse me right now, but I have to ask... Are you sure? Aren't you just denying yourself? That face I saw before, and those words I heard... I want to see you that pleased again.

[ It may be more forceful than the previous kisses they've had, but Tsumugi can't help but melt into the kiss anyway. So insistent, aren't we? Eichi's acting like a child right now and Tsumugi finds it a little adorable, to be honest.

But hearing him say that he wants Tsumugi to say all those sinful things to him again, doing it again in the same room where they had done it the first time... It's overwhelming him. Tsumugi is still struggling with acting out what he wants, so maybe he can do it again with Eichi right here? ]

...I trust you. [ He says after a while, avoiding Eichi's lustful gaze that seems to burn right into his very soul. ] But let's take this slow. And we have to be as quiet as possible. All right?

[ Right. Send some boundaries, and watch them be destroyed as time goes on. Ah well, it's worth a try. ]

It's a deal. ♪ Yay.

[A deal, a contract, they're doing it! He chuckles, staying close and reaching to guide one of Tsumugi's hands closer, over his own chest so that he can feel his boyfriend's odd heartbeat. The other hand, still at Tsumugi's chin, trails down his neck.]

I wonder, did you want to "steer," Tsumugi? As long as you don't keep me waiting for so long that I have heart failure, it could be fun to see how slow you'd like to take it.

[ Not another contract... This is Tsumugi's life now, apparently -- trying to appease his boyfriend's lust. Not that he's complaining, of course; he'd love to learn more and more about Eichi, which buttons to press to get the best kind of reactions out of him.

He should really stop making death jokes right before sex, though. It's literally a moodkiller. ]

Ah, um, I think... you should take the reins this time? Since I... did all that I could back then.

[ He presses his hand on Eichi's chest, trying to decipher this erratic heartbeat. He's no doctor and he's not training to be one, but even he knows that this is abnormal.

And yet Eichi still wants to go for it anyway... ]

[That's permission, isn't it? Eichi's lip quirk up at the corners, and he curls his fingers to join with Tsumugi's over his chest.]

Then relax and leave it to me, Tsumugi.

[He'll make sure they have fun... and if anyone does walk in, he can deal with that, too. For now, he kisses him again, determined to get that heat back. Gently, as he does this, he nudges with his free hand at Tsumugi's clothes, trying to unbutton his jacket.]

[ The kissing comes to him naturally, even though Tsumugi has no experience prior to this. It's only recently that he'd let Eichi be more forward with his affections, after all.

He cups Eichi's cheek in his hand, slowly deepening the kiss they're sharing while his other hand moves to unbutton Eichi's blazer as well. This feels nice -- no urgency, just taking it slow for now. Which only makes his heart race because he doesn't know where they can go from here, honestly.

Though with the lube, there's only one way to go and Tsumugi's nervous as hell that he almost bit on Eichi's lip. Sorry. ]

[Even if he did bite, Eichi wouldn't mind. He might get a little excited, even. Right now, he's keeping the lube in his hand even as he unbuttons, and slowly moves them further down from this bookshelf. He won't lower them to the ground until their clothes are properly off, this time. It's easier this way.

But he does duck enough to kiss at Tsumugi's neck, next. He's eager to hear what sort of noises he might make, like this. If he can leave a mark, it would be a little fun, too...]

[ Tsumugi gasps lightly at the contact of Eichi's lips on his skin, and he instinctively cranes his head up to have Eichi kiss and nip more at his neck. It feels too good, he's breathing faster, and he can feel himself slowly sinking to the floor but he grips at the bookshelf behind him to keep himself up. But for how long. ]

Eichi-kun... Don't hold back... [ Let's see who out-thirsts who this time around. ]

[He sure does love to hear Tsumugi that desperate already. Don't hold back? When seconds ago he was trying to convince him otherwise? Eichi chuckles against his neck, quickly loosening his tie and pulling it away with a yank. His hand travels down, next, undoing the last few buttons of both jacket and shirt, and shoves to get them out of the way. He doesn't stop kissing for any of this, but all of his body does press more against him and the bookshelf.

He doesn't intend to hold back at all.]

[ All Tsumugi can do his moan softly against him, watching his blazer and shirt fall on the floor. His upper body feels cold while it's now exposed to the cold air in the library, but Tsumugi really does want more, and so grabs at Eichi's tie to get him impossibly closer to him. He wants to undress Eichi too, but he's too overwhelmed with all the kisses and so much more.

He does lean in close to kiss at his ear though, maybe nipping softly at the shell while breathing heavily into it. Can you hear this, Eichi? All of this? He hopes so. ]

[Boy can he. He doesn't waste any time with his own clothes, for now, since honestly he could keep them mostly on and be fine. He goes straight for Tsumugi's pants, instead, unbuttoning and unzipping them, and even shifting so one of his knees presses up between Tsumugi's legs.]

Tell me if I get to be too much, Tsumugi. [That's his first warning about how far things are going to go, pushing down at his pants and shifting so that they can lower towards the ground.]

[ He's rushing, he's already pushing down his pants but Tsumugi doesn't mind. The quicker they do this, the faster they'll finish, and they can still escape the library with none the wiser. Tsumugi suddenly wraps both his arms around Eichi, using him as leverage as he unconsciously starts grinding himself on his leg.

So lewd, so desperate, but Eichi's doing fine so far. In fact, Tsumugi would be lying if he said that he didn't want more. ]

[That's so exciting. Eichi really wants to draw this out, but he's exciting Tsumugi quite a bit, isn't he? He's hard himself, now, a bulge straining at his pants as he pushes against Tsumugi. The way he shoves him to the ground is even princely, careful and cautious but assertive, wanting him completely on his back so he could pull those pants completely out of the way.

It's only when he's looming on his knees over a very exposed Tsumugi that he pops open the lube and begins to spread some between his fingers. As he does that, he leans in and kisses at his chest.]

You look so cute, Tsumugi. I wish I could have a picture of this.

[ No! No photographic evidence, please... No one else should see Tsumugi in this state except for Eichi's eyes only. Tsumugi can only imagine what he looks like right now - flushed face, dilated eyes, an open mouth desperate for more kisses - and it's just too much for him to take.

He lets Eichi push him to the ground, his back landing roughly on the floor as he stares up and watches Eichi get the lube. This is going way too fast for his liking but this is fine. This is okay. He does bring his hands up to cover his face though, even if he can't see properly with his poor eyesight anyway, with his shitty glasses compounding it. ]

[He wishes, but he won't. He's not Sena, gosh.

Despite how fast he'd ripped off Tsumugi's clothes, he does still intend to take his time with this as much as he can. His mouth trails kisses from his collarbone to the center of his chest, and then over to one of his nipples. He covers it, tongue flicking out over him.

During all of this, one of his hands spreads Tsumugi's legs apart a little, and the other brings slicked up fingers to press testing at his ass. He barely slips one in partway, just to see how Tsumugi reacts.]

[ The stretch is, well a bit painful at first; it's obvious that Tsumugi's never played around over there, but he swallows down a groan as he feels Eichi's finger probe inside him. He'll be fine, he just needs some help opening up.

But he's never expected his nipples to be sensitive, moaning a bit louder before covering his mouth with his own hand to stifle the delirious noises he's been making. This is too much for him, he's already leaking from the tip that he might come again at any second? No... He has to tough this out. For the both of them. ]

[Tsumugi is quite sensitive. Eichi takes advantage of that, playing with his nipple to his heart's extent. He drags his tongue over the nub as it perks up further, and even brings his teeth around it to pluck lightly before his mouth covers it in its entirety again. All of this is to get Tsumugi so turned on that he can't help but relax, of course, as he slides his finger in the rest of the way.

Slowly but surely, he curls his finger, moves it this way and that, and then slides a second slicked up one inside, as well, to help loosen him with scissoring motions.]

[ Tsumugi's body feels like it's on fire, what with Eichi playfully biting at his nipple. His hands are scrambling for something to hold on to, one of them grasping at the bookshelf beside him, but it's not enough to anchor himself against Eichi's expert touch. At least he thinks it's expert.

He does gasp at the second finger coming in, even though his body opens up to it, anxious and needy and desperate. Now he's really straining to keep his voice down, because the initial pain around his rim is draining him of all his composure. ]

E-Eichi-kun... please hurry... [ He's not sure how long he's gonna last at this rate, this all feels too good... ]

Fufu... You went from hesitant to impatient so quickly, Tsumugi. ♪ [He's quiet, his voice barely above a whisper as he stretches him further. Thankfully, he's moved his mouth away from Tsumugi's chest to give him a break there, watching his expression instead.]

I wanted this to be a grand finale, so you can't finish too early, okay? Let's enjoy all that we can, even if I will be quick. I have to be, if I want to do this right.

[He doesn't have enough stamina. But alright, since Tsumugi wants it already... He pulls his fingers out and gathers some more lube into his palm. This time, he applies it to himself, shuddering as he smooths it over his length.] Just one second. You have to relax, okay?

I-I know, I'm just--

[ Breathe in and out, Tsumugi. They're doing it. They're about to do it in the library and Tsumugi almost suggested that they should do this in the underground archives instead where it's soundproofed, but he can't think rationally right now.

Maybe some other time, when they've finally done it. The library is the only place where they can do this sort of thing, after all. Desecrating this place of learning for the sake of their lust... It's so unthinkable.

Despite everything, Tsumugi manages a smile in between tiny gasps of breath. ]

I'm so excited to have you inside me.

[That's a real cute, lewd face Tsumugi is making, and Eichi takes a moment to appreciate it before he lines himself up.]

Then you understand how I can't wait... [Get it? This is why they're doing it in the library. YOLO. YOLO is why. Grabbing one of Tsumugi's legs to spread him further apart, Eichi lines himself up properly and slides in, very slowly.

It's tight, naturally, and he's never done this before either, but just this slow feeling of sinking into him is overwhelming. He lets out a gasp as his head ducks, and he won't stop until he's in as far as he can go, at which point he pauses to make sure they're both okay.]

[ It hurts at first, of course, even with the amount of lubrication to make things smoother for the both of them. Tsumugi's really straining to keep it down, eyes screwed shut and back arched as he covers his mouth with his own hand to stifle any grunts and groans that threaten to come out of him, but it's just so hard.

It's still painful, but he'll get used to it. With his hand grasping the wood of the bookshelf, he grabs on to Eichi's wrist as support, and to encourage him as well. ]

Y-Yes, Eichi-kun... Just... a little bit m-more...

Is it better if I go slow, Tsumugi?

[Eichi's voice is a little strained, too. Already losing his breath quickly, he's clearly very much into this. He presses in as far as he can go, thoroughly encouraged by the hand at his wrist. He pulls back, slowly, like he says, and then presses back in with a shudder.]

But... if I continue to move so slowly, I'm not sure I can take it. [It's impossible to keep moving slowly, right?] Forgive me. [He mutters that quickly, and as his movements become easier, he picks up his speed. With his stamina, it's nothing too insane, but he can't keep going slowly or he'll run out of steam quickly, as well.

So, more of a rhythm. He settles into it easily, gasping and groaning at every movement, and trying to pull Tsumugi into the thrusts a little differently each time, to see what feeling he might enjoy.]

[ It's no longer painful the more Eichi moves inside him, as Tsumugi focuses on the delicious friction between them. He's still trying his best to cover his mouth, but in the end it's only futile to keep his voice down this low when his body's readily enjoying this. So he'll remove his hand from his mouth, resisting the urge to hide his face somewhere like on a book or some of his clothes that were strewn about on the floor next to him.

But actually, he does like it when Eichi goes faster, and his guttural moans really reflect what he feels. His own erection's already rock-hard, spilling a bit on his lower belly the more Eichi hits him in all the right ways. Though what Tsumugi wants is more, and he feels shameful just thinking about it.

But Eichi would love that, would he? ]

H-Harder... [ oh god he sounds like a slut just now, doesn't he ] Give -- ah! give it to me more, Eichi-kun...!

[If only he could bottle up these sounds and have them whenever he wanted. It would be a lot more convenient than bothering Tsumugi at unrealistic times of the day. He's found this desire won't leave him now that he's had a taste, though. Like anything he enjoys, he wants to enjoy it to the best of his ability, as much as possible, full force, and so he doesn't stop now, even in the school library.

Listening to Tsumugi's requests with soft little kisses whenever he can duck low enough to reach Tsumugi's chest or neck, he pounds into him harder, faster. He's surprised at his own ability to move his body this much. It's definitely pushing himself, but as pleasure rises in his own gut and shoots through him, he can't stop. He doesn't want to stop at all.

He can't manage words anymore, just focusing on the sounds of their moving bodies, of Tsumugi saying such lewd things, and of their heavy breaths mixing. Once he settles into a decent enough rhythm, one of his hands slips between them enough to stroke sloppily at Tsumugi, as well. His focus can't be there at all, but he can certainly reward him with small touches and extra stimulation like this.]

never-fading sins tbh

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what have i done to him

you have given him the d he's always wanted

yes tsumugi commit to the dick

beg for that dick

rip tsumugi we knew you well

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