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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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[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.]

[ Tsumugi likes to think that he himself is doing wonderfully in keeping his voice down while Eichi moves harder and deeper inside him -- until Eichi reaches down to touch him right there where he is the most sensitive, to which Tsumugi yelps at the first few strokes. Crap, that really could've gotten the attention of anybody out there, right?

But at this point he doesn't give a damn. Normally he'd never think of something like that, but in this state - so what if someone sees them doing this? Eichi can easily shut them up just like that and then... they can do this here over and over again... It's a nice thought, to be honest, having Eichi Tenshouin dick him down on the floors of the library where nobody really visits anyway. This is fine.

His shaky hands manage to reach around Eichi and pull him closer, his fingers digging into his back as his breathing becomes even more labored, incapable of forming coherent words aside from the occasional: ]

Yes... Y-You're so good to me, Eichi-kun... More, please...

[That yelp may have actually drawn some attention, and Eichi realizes it shortly after. It's hard to make out anything past these noises they're making, but he swears he can hear footsteps outside, a low questioning voice. Now is not a time to stop at all.

Instead, Eichi ducks down to cover Tsumugi's mouth with his own. It's a suffocating kiss, deep and refusing to back off even when Tsumugi needs air. He has to keep him quiet, after all, and he's only quickening the pace at which he thrusts into him and jerks his hand.

Harder, faster, enough that his body wants to quit but he absolutely refuses. They're racing against the clock and against discovery now, but that's heightening his pleasure. He wonders if it's the same for Tsumugi— but just in case it wouldn't be, he's not telling him a thing. He's just busying him.]

[ Who knew Tsumugi is a lot more talkative when he's getting dicked down? Certainly not Tsumugi himself, and he realizes this when Eichi's mouth lands on his in a heart-stopping kiss that literally takes his breath away. His hands move from Eichi's shoulders to his back, his fingers pressing into the skin there.

This really is all too much, to the point that he might be very close? As soon as Eichi stops to take a breather from that kiss: ]

I-- I'm almost there... I n-need you, Eichi-kun.

[ Tsumugi needs him more than ever now... Not just because they have a freaking time limit now but because he's so overcome with a lot of things in his mind that... he just needs Eichi in the end. There's nothing wrong with wanting that, right? ]

[God, he never thought he'd be so into Tsumugi sounding so desperate. Outside of the moment, it would seem pathetic, right? He was basically rolling over. But here, that was all Eichi needed. He wanted this acceptance, this eager neediness, this sound from Tsumugi that he's sure no one else has heard before. He wants it all to himself.

He hadn't realized how much that was true until now.

But Tsumugi is being too loud. He can hear the voice from outside getting louder, questioning what they'd heard, and Eichi moves his hand away from Tsumugi's length to cover his mouth, instead. Two fingers slip inside, pressing down on his tongue to keep him from speaking, and he mouths over Tsumugi's jaw as his thrusts quicken still.]

A-almost, Tsumugi... You're doing well, so now try to keep quiet. [Whispered words, and it's clear from his tone that he's very close himself. This tension is making it worse. They're going to get caught if they take too much longer. Depending on Tsumugi's reactions to his fingers, he'll either keep them in and occasionally thrust in and out in mimic of what he's doing below their waists, or he'll pull them out completely and cover his boyfriend's mouth. Whichever is the most pleasant, as long as he can keep Tsumugi occupied and bring him closer to finish, then that's what he needs.

His own panting becomes strained, and it's only a few more hard thrusts before he comes inside of Tsumugi himself, shuddering and wanting to collapse right then and there. He won't, though, continuing his pace so that Tsumugi can get the most out of this until the very end, as well.]

[ the voices outside seem to snap tsumugi back to reality, but eichi's already doing a good job shutting him up with his fingers. ah, he never thought that this could be hot too... he can't help but suck on them needily, his shouting from earlier reduced to soft, desperate moans as they both drive each other to the very edge.

this whole thing - with eichi pounding inside him as much as he could despite his condition, doing all of this in the library with people being potentially outside while racing against the clock - it's indeed too much for poor tsumugi, to the point that he finally spills all over himself, trying not to bite down too hard on eichi's fingers. but eichi's is still going and tsumugi feels too oversensitive from coming just now and they really need to stop very soon before it's all over for the both of them. ]

[Amazing, amazing. This is what "amazing" really is, right? The thrill and the rush of Tsumugi realizing the risk, the voices outside raising to question if anyone is inside, both of them releasing and left to collapse momentarily where they are, breathing heavily. He only slips his fingers out of Tsumugi's mouth a few seconds after they've both finished, and it feels like he can't move at all— but that motivates him.

He wipes the mess off of Tsumugi with one hand, slipping out of him as his free hand shoves his clothes back at him. His one hand is a mess now, he's completely flushed and unable to hide it, but Tsumugi might be able to quickly get dressed and pull it off as a simple nervous fluster.

But Eichi does lean in for one last kiss, whispering breathy against him.]

That was amazing, Tsumugi. ♪

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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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