Inbox prismatica

[boutdatlife]

Inbox

video ⬤ audio ⬤ text ⬤ delivery

Samatoki Aohitsugi⬤ Hypnosis Mic
residential district ⬤ His Original Apartment
moonblessing ⬤ Cordis

info ⬤ permissions ⬤ kinklist

Comments

[boutdatlife]

[Apparently, Jyuto and Samatoki are just out to create awkward orders. They really should work on their communication skills. The Yakuza does not doubt that the cop would ignore his call if he were in a mood; he's well aware of how mercurial and petty Jyuto can be. The thing is, he pushes buttons on purpose; maybe he gets a little kick out of it, perhaps it's that they both function better mad at each other than daring to admit anything honest. It's a toss-up; either way, how they are with each other is vastly different to how each man is with Riou for sure.

Then again, hard to get irritated at a man who stays completely still, ass in the air on his living room table waiting just like he was told. It is not a sight he is missing; even as he's cursing at Jyuto through the phone, he's sure to enjoy what he sees all the same. He won't push that bar, while he might pull rank, in this, it's not a line he will cross. If Jyuto and Riou got something going, he'd take it up with Jyuto, and that will be that; forcing Riou into something even if they both want it is not going to do any of them any favors.]

Tch, waste of time, if he's avoidin' me, he already listened to that message.

[Because Jyuto wouldn't miss the opportunity to gloat if it's a message of Samatoki being angry. He'll deal with the other later. Right now, while he would rather have permission to make this a lot more interactive than what is going to happen, it's not as if he's not planning to take full advantage. After all, it's not every day a man gets to watch live porn he can control. Either way, he's not going to bother with Jyuto right now.

Instead, he drops onto the couch, red eyes trained on Riou, fingers working loose the button on his pants, working them open till he's pulled himself free of the confines. He may not be as well endowed as Riou, but Samatoki is not a man without pride, nor does he have shame when he wants something. And he wants Riou at this moment.

His thumb flicks across his bottom lip as they turn into a smirk, considering his options as they soak in sight before him. His tongue follows soon after and he reaches a hand out for the lube, taking it to coat over his free hand, no reason to go in dry on himself either if it's there anyway. He'll leave it within Riou's reach just in case he needs more.]

Get yourself ready, let's see how you work it in.

[grylls]

Yes, sir.

[ He says the words with confidence, leaning forward so he can get a good reach from between his legs, which should give Samatoki a better view than if he went around. Riou pushes one finger in to start, though doesn't take more than a few seconds to push the second in.

He's practiced enough now that he doesn't need long on the first finger anymore, and with two he starts to slowly push the lubricant inside of himself and around, coating his immediate insides before pulling his fingers out and reaching for the plug that he brought. It's one of the kinds with a handle that makes it easy to maneuver-- or as the case was, wear for an extended period of time without risking losing it inside of himself.

Riou takes a deep breath before pushing it in, the flared sides pushing the ring of his ass apart before they close again around the thinner area, leaving the bulbous portion of the plug inside of his body and causing him to make a small grunt in his throat. ]

[boutdatlife]

Heh.

[Sir. In the middle of something like this only Riou would think to call someone sir. As it is he winds long fingers around himself, his strokes are slow, almost lazy at the moment, watching as the man works quickly from one finger to the second, eyes taking in the way the soldier works himself open. As is most everything Riou does, it's impressive, that sort of single-minded determination to present nothing short of a hundred percent in his "mission"

The grunt from the plug makes the yakuza smirk. Red eyes following the line of Riou's body as he takes it in.

That gravel tone of his a little more on the husky side, his own fingers moving idly still but with more traction over his dick. Half tempted to grab hold of that handle and do what he's picturing in his mind's eye versus speaking what he wants to be done. Could argue on a technicality that if he only touches the handle he is not touching Riou but, he won't push that line. ]

Not bad, hope ya don't like it soft, grind it in, don't be too gentle, make sure you feel that stretchin' and give it a good wiggle.

[grylls]

[ A glance over his shoulder is spared to Samatoki, hoping to get a peak at what he's doing. With his back facing him so that his backside is the star of the show, Riou is missing the perspective he normally prefers in seeing his partner's face.

However, he's reminded, Samatoki is not his partner in this case, as per Jyuto's desires. He's a voyeur and a commander, and that in itself presents a whole other set of lustful thoughts that Riou hadn't previously considered. Despite that Riou fulfills his wants and needs, no one he's previously been with has been into really commanding him. Requesting, pushing, taking, yes. Jyuto tells him what he wants, yes. But no one has commanded him and expected him to follow those orders in regards to himself. This is, in its own way, something special to Samatoki and sexual in a way that Riou hadn't experienced yet. He liked it.

Riou nods to Samatoki's direction and does just that. It's not as good as being fucked and Riou doesn't have a lot of experience doing this himself, so finding the right angles is a little challenging. He grips the hand and pushes it in as deep as he can, pulling it out again so that the thicker portion stretches his entrance again before his body swallows it again with a hard thrust, followed by him rapidly strumming it back and forth. His cock twitches where it hangs between his legs, aching to be touched, but he refrains for now.

He wants Samatoki to know that he can cum from being fucked in the ass alone. He wants that information seared into Samatoki's head, if he can't let Samatoki sear it into his body. It takes him a moment to remember that Jyuto likes it when he speaks, even if Riou doesn't think it's a skill he's particularly good at in the bedroom, so with a twinge of breathlessness from the actions, he huskily says: ]

It's not as good as taking it deep. That's how I like it.

[boutdatlife]

[That is one downfall, for Samatoki to get the full show, he has to be in a position where Riou, unfortunately, can't see nearly as well what the other man is doing to himself. The Yakuza thinks for a second, moving so he is not quite centered, easy enough to keep his eyes on Riou, but so that a turned head while not the best for the neck will give the soldier a full view of long fingers stroking slowly over heated skin.

Truthfully, Samatoki would probably be commanding if he was more than a voyeur at this moment, he's a bossy fucker who knows what he likes and is not above stating exactly what he wants. When he states he, he has this disposition that makes him expect it to be followed. Riou is better than Jyuto at complying with this and he can't lie that adding that into the sexual play is interesting and definitely he finds himself enjoying it.

His hand quickens when Riou does, eyebrow raised, he's noticed the other isn't touching his cock, curious as to why he intends to let that play out, see where it takes him. Though, he may want to watch searing anything into the Yakuza's head, should he ever get permission from Jyuto to take this beyond watching, well, anything seared in his head is probably going to be used against Riou, so to speak. If a good hard pounding can get him off, Samatoki would be more than glad to oblige, now or in the future. Circumstances what they are, he's already assuming it will be in the future.]

Bet that ass can take a good hard fuckin', huh, lean forward, pop it up in the air and angle your wrist down so you're poundin' it in from the top, that oughta get it feelin' deeper than it does.

[That growling voice is huskier now, he is not a man to flush despite his pale skin but the cock in his hand is clearly in need of attention, fingers stroking, thumb grazing the tip, by the time Riou follows those instructions he's like to find his leader shifting his hips into his own hand, if he can't fuck Riou, his hand will have to do and he's not one to hold still during sex.]

[grylls]

[ Riou thinks it's a good balance that MTC has. They both enjoy conflict, he thinks-- the fire that keeps their passions ignited, but they also both like control. Riou being so willing to surrender himself to it likely helps both of them keep from boiling over when things get too heated.

Though it certainly doesn't keep either of them from getting very, very hot. This moment now is case and point. He wouldn't be so willing to attempt to show off that he can cum just from taking it if it wasn't something that he wanted, even if it was something neither of them had permission for just yet. Riou does has he's told, moving one forearm down onto the coffee table so that he can give himself more evenly spread support in the front and lifts his ass as high as he can into the air, full FDAU. He considers for a brief moment switching to a piledriver, but that may be dangerous on the table and he doesn't want to accidentally break Samatoki's table if he slips (as it would be the table that broke, not Riou).

Instead, he makes certain that his eyecontact with Samatoki isn't broken, his cheek against his own arm so that he can keep his head turned as he plunges the toy into his ass from above, his fingers moving harder and faster than before. His face is flushed, he's sweating lightly, and the weather is cool enough that there's a hot fog of breath forming on the coffee table in front of him. ]

I still want your cock.

[ It's important that Samatoki knows that, even if he can't have it. In fact, the word "cock" is punctuated with a guttural sound as Riou finds pace near his prostate and starts really digging the toy in, almost driving himself to cum, then suddenly stopping. He's certain this is where Jyuto would stop and have him beg for his cock, and Samatoki did tell him to show him how it goes. ]

[boutdatlife]

[Riou is not wrong, Jyuto and Samatoki do probably in some ways thrive off their dynamic, they continuously push, pull, and fight for control. When it matters most, they come together, showing they are stronger than their bickering might make some think. And when it goes too far, they have Riou to add a little glue and put it all back together. He has had many teams, but he believes in this one he trusts more than he thought he would ever again after that last betrayal.

He may not be willing to make Riou go against some agreement he has with Jyuto, but he will not regret finding a way to work around it. Nor will it stop him from cursing the dirty cop-out when he sees him. As it is, for now, he is going to let the desire in his body devour the sight in front of him and at least get off. If not in the way he wants. Well, damn, he does not want to admit it, but Jyuto has certainly taught the soldier a thing or two; Samatoki is positive that comment is something he learned when he was “trained.” It just reeks of Jyuto, not that it makes it any less arousing; it certainly doesn’t.]

Tch, I’ll set that fucker straight, then you’ll get it.

[No doubt in his mind that whatever Jyuto said does not apply to him; it’s respect for Riou that keeps him in check enough to stay on that touch, not stand up and take over that plug to move it exactly how he wants it to go. However, Riou is not doing a bad job with it, especially when he stills it.

Building suspense rather than a race to the finish line, Samatoki’s long fingers switch pace, matching the way the other man fucks himself with the toy to the way he jacks himself off.]

Got too close, huh.. [His tongue flicks out across his lip, he lets out a grunt from the pleasure of his hand and what he is watching, giving Riou that few moments breaks, letting him watch as he strokes himself, pushing his pants down just enough so to not block the show.]

Build it up again, nice and slow, then when ya feel it fuck yourself good but don’t cum yet, make sure ya hold it back.

[grylls]

[ With how Riou is right now, he can only scarcely look Samatoki in the face. He's staring at his cock, wanton lust prevalent in his eyes and body language. Edging himself like that was a challenge and he was certain that nothing was going to feel exactly the way he wanted it to except the cock he was staring at hungrily. ]

I will. I'm imagining it's yours, though you're larger than this toy.

[ He makes a mental note to tell Jyuto that there is reason to support his theory. The previous Samatoki only fucked Riou once, for steak, and didn't appear to be interested in him beyond a comrade. This Samatoki clearly had a more animalistic need for him. Jyuto's parallel versions theory was likely correct.

It's just a passing thought though, his focus most significantly on Samatoki and his cock and the toy in his ass. He moves his fingers slowly, pushing the toy inside of himself and pulling it out again, this time going slow enough that the strokes are as long as they can be before he plunges it back in a little firmer, a little faster, but still slow enough that he's following the instruction he was given.. even if it's requiring a lot of self-control, because he wants more. ]

[boutdatlife]

[Eye contact can be arousing, but right now, there are bigger shows to watch. Besides, it is impossible to have one’s cock stared at with that sort of hunger and not get more turned on, add to the sensation of that hand working over and over again, twisting, giving more friction as he goes. A toy working in not as hard as he would, but close enough to make it easy to fantasize it is his dick.]

Damn right I am, though not as big as you. That’s a hell of a cock right there.

[And in his current state of arousal, it looks damn good; he could still get his hand around it and frankly would feel better than stroking his own. Samatoki is glad no one has decided to discuss his previous sex life here. He is not in the league of minds who want to hear about parallel versions. Just because he likes tits and ass, both are fun, and both do fine to get a guy off. The ass only comes easier to trust because it is a comrade’s, someone he has faith in already: more comfortable to let his guard down and his pants.

For a while, he is quiet, other than a growl, grunt, or groan now again, the sound of that toy and his hand filling the space as he watches. The soldier can follow directions to a tee, and he has risen to this challenge with all that single-minded determination Riou possesses. It’s a hell of a lot hotter than Samatoki would have ever thought. While he watches, he matches the strokes of his hand to the thrusts of that toy.

Then he slowly works up to speed again, hips keeping their motion as he swipes his tongue across his lip.]

Fuck it, let’s see what ya got, show me how ya want that ass fucked.

[grylls]

Thank you.

[ It's been a mixed bag of reactions to his cock-- some people found it too intimidating to want to take, others found it desirable. He thinks that was a positive reaction from Samatoki. He can't really take credit for its size as he has no control over his own growth, but outside of the times when it's apparently been too big for other people to want to take (the previous version of Samatoki included) he's satisfied with it. Truth be told, Riou's always been more about service, regardless of whether his cock or ass is the one in use-- it's always, to him, about satisfying his partner.

Which is why he recalls something that he did to Jyuto with his clone, when Samatoki says to show him what he's got. It's not on the same scale as two of Riou's cocks inside one Iris-blessed Jyuto's ass, but he moves his fingers down on the toy and starts pressing two of his fingers and the toy in at the same time to increase the width of the insertion, fucking himself as quickly as that position would allow, and curling his fingers to push the toy in far enough to hit that small spot inside of him. When he finds it, he starts fucking specifically at that angle with the toy and his fingers, lips parting and remaining open now as he pants to try to keep his head.

That "hell of a cock" is twitching, precum and sweat from his body dripping down it onto his leader's coffee table. He opens his eyes again, half-lidded, as he speaks up again to try to coax Samatoki on. He wants to let himself go so badly, but Samatoki hasn't cum yet. He needs him to. ]

Cum on my back, Samatoki.

[ ...It's not technically touching him, and he didn't really think it through before saying it. Right now is simply about desires. ]

[boutdatlife]

Ha.

[He can not help, so polite, even as he's fucking himself with a toy for Samatoki's enjoyment. Riou is as always interesting. Well, considering he was already horny by the time Riou's cock got put on display, it could be all the difference that was needed. That need to satisfy his partner being what drives Riou sexually honestly would not surprise Samatoki, even now he can see it, he has to enjoy that to enjoy being watched, knowing what he's doing is turning Samatoki on, making him want more even if he can't have it right now.

He does not go easy on himself, and that makes it all the better, it may not be as hard or deep as the yakuza would go, but it's satisfying, close enough to lend to the illusion of it and make him work himself in tandem with the way Riou fucks himself. He can see the edge pushing up for his teammate, can feel it coming for himself, and at the request, he groans.

It's the closest to anything outside of heavy breathing and growls, clearly at the moment. Words are wasted, and instead, the yakuza stands up, moving so he is directly behind the soldier. He will take the technicality, and he works his cock over the other man, red eyes still watching that toy and those fingers fuck him with a lustful gaze.]

Fuck your back


[He can feel it right there at the edge and works for his hand faster, hips bucking, he has to fist his other hand to not reach out at the moment and brace against Riou's ass to aim where he wants, he still makes his target, cumming some of it hits the lower parts of the solider's back, but getting most across those pert ass cheeks and that open asshole, fingers, and toy.].

[grylls]

[ The warmth, the first instances of outside contact from this whole process.. he knows what it is, and yet doesn't have enough time or desire to stop himself from continuing his own ministrations. His fingers and the toy push the cum inside of him as suddenly as he's splattered with it. It's hard to really tell the difference with all the lubricant involved, but he knows what happened.

It doesn't take more than a couple more thrusts with that knowledge, the incredibly intimate, sexual knowledge that even without touching, part of Samatoki is inside of him, is more than enough to make it impossible for him to keep going. Riou's own seed spills out onto the coffee table with a low moan, eyes shut tight as his hand loses grip on the toy.

He takes a moment to collect himself before removing his fingers and the toy from himself and setting it on the table. ]

Are you satisfied, Samatoki?

[ This is probably the only time in Samatoki's life he's heard Riou sound even a little breathless. ]

[boutdatlife]

[Satisfied is a strange concept, yes he came, yes his dick is not nearly as hard as it was and is even beginning to flag some from the release. But, the craving is hard to let go of when he watches the other not just cum but watches what part of himself he can touch him with going inside of him.

It's an arousing sight and Samatoki greedily drinks it in. He may not be able to do anything about it in the here and now, but one day it will be much more than a show for the both of them. Even if Riou does put on quite the show.

He smirks at Riou's breathlessness, not that he did not suffer his own while watching the other climax. He can not stop himself from licking his lips before he drops back onto his couch, tucking himself back inside of his pants.]

It'll do for now, keep Jyuto from squawkin' like an offended hen. Ya wanna use my shower, clean up, made a mess on ya.

[He is not sorry and definitely does not sound it.]

i think this is a wrap!

[grylls]

Yes, sir.

[ Riou says the words with an affirmative nod and gets off of the table. His knees aren't shaky, a show of just how strongly built Riou is and how much it would take to get him that way. Perhaps one day, Samatoki will correct that.

Riou heads off to the shower as ordered. He will clean up the table afterward if Samatoki doesn't do anything about it while he's in there. But he's been told to shower first, so he will do so. ]

Yup! /ties it up with a bow~

[boutdatlife]

[Samatoki is not so lazy as all that, he will clean up the table, wash his hands, get out a couple of beers and throw together something to eat. That is both out of politeness and because if it's already fixed, then Riou does not need to cook. No offense Riou.

Either way, the night will wind down, ending with beers and some food. The Yakuza will aim to correct a lot but there is nothing more to this day, now it's all about talking to Jyuto and his ridiculous rules.]