( nuh-uh. so much for getting out of bed at this point. gonna just surrender it to... )
Gonna justusemy hand ( 20:00? 22:00? which one was it even? whatever. can't wait that long thanks to kaiser giving him just enough to work with... that one stupid text about messing him up with his mouth alone? he can't think about much else anymore.
the perks of skipping out on training and dinner tho? he gets the room to himself finally. now if he does manage to get himself off before some idiot walks into the room, he can at least, maybe, just... blargh. who's he kidding? kaiser manhandling him and stickinig his tongue in his mouth and his hand down his pants will likely have him coming again within seconds. not every exciting probably. nngh. )
thats too bad, guess i wont be seeing any funny threats in the near future and i wonder where do you find the courage to get off when you have roommates, yoichi?
Tch. Not like I do it often. I know their schedules by now. ( they mostly only ever hang out in the room at night. )
It's dark in here anyway. ( if someone were to walk in, he'd just roll over and pretend to be asleep. definitely better than jerking off in the shower room with bright florescent lights. )
[ but sooner than isagi expects, probably, because not five minutes pass before there's a knock at isagi's door. strike while the iron is hot, michael kaiser believes! and now he knows that even though there's no light leaking through the bottom of the door, isagi is probably still there, but just in case— ]
( that 'see you soon' he thought was like ~ okay, later tonight ~ so isagi's just deciding to maybe take a nap, resting on his stomach all comfortable and sleepy when the knock on the door scares the shit out of him and he practically jumps out of bed. !! wait. what. huh? )
Kaiser..? ( he rushes over to open the door, but just a bit because what's he doing here? ) What. ( the most rudest greeting, but seriously -- what? this is no go territory right here. and now he's pulling the guy in by his shirt sleeve only because he's afraid someone might see him out there in the hall.
What are you... ( he gestures with his hand like ??? excuse the fact his hair is a mess and his shirt is wrinkled and he's just in his boxers, but this is his shared room where kaiser's not allowed in, so what. the. fuck. )
[ too bad, kaiser goes where he pleases and isagi made the mistake of inviting him in. by vampire rules, he is now free to be here without repercussion.
to that end, he's picking a random bed and sitting on it as if this is now michael kaiser's property. ]
Thought I'd drop by, since it seemed like you were soooo dedicated to ignoring the point I was trying to make.
( he stares at kaiser, mouth somewhat agape as the dude just sits there on the bed that isn't even his. he wants to tell him to not do that or direct him to the right bed at least, but it's also more important for him to guard the damn door at this point. he could lock it, but that would send the wrong signal, especially since kaiser's talking about blowjobs again and he has no... okay, it'd be a lie to say he has no desire to do that, just maybe not right now. or maybe... he lets out a slight shake of his head, trying to keep his focus on kaiser... on getting him out of the room. that's it. )
Yeah, okay. I thought we were meeting up later. ( maybe stop gesturing at the door. that's weird. and kaiser is clearly not gonna budge like that. ) Let me just... uh... put on pants and we can go. ( somehow instead of moving past kaiser to get to his side of the room, he chooses to crawl over hiori's bed instead in order to get his things. )
I thought you had some stuff to do? ( where the fuck did he toss his pants? maybe he should have turned on the lights, but no. this dim ass lighting is better. no need for kaiser to notice his cheeks are flushed. good thing he at least cleaned up after jerking off just now. )
[ "be flattered," will go unspoken, but is heavily implied.
he'll quietly observe for a few moments, and at least do isagi the dignity of waiting for him to stop crawling around before he starts pushing again. ]
Say, are you scared of me or something? Yoichi.
[ he knows the answer to that is "no". but he thinks isagi has to admit, this is the cowardly sort of behavior associated with a guy who's trying to run away from a situation (the situation is kaiser's existence). ]
( he stills at hearing that, eyes narrowing slightly before he turns around, pants in hand. )
I said we're going to your room. ( scared? no. just nervous, but he'll get over that surely. ) If we're gonna be sucking dick, we're not doing it here. ( hell no. he doubts anyone is gonna walk in at this time, but someone still could. more importantly, this is a shared room. that'd be completely inappropriate. )
What? Are you that impatient? ( isagi steps towards kaiser then, reaching for him, intending on getting the brat to at least sit on his bed, for fuck's sake. on the bright side, he at least took his shoes off... wait. did he?? )
[ he did nawt... teehee! but if it helps, he's wearing what are probably indoors sandals. ]
I'm just curious what in the world it could be that has you soooo concerned about sucking dick. If you're not scared, then what?
[ he rests a hand on his leg, tapping his knee with his pointer finger as if in thought— ] Are you intimidated?
[ ... it might be in the most heavy-handed way possible, but he does seem to care about why isagi is dodging this point. like, they are teenaged guys... wouldn't the average person around their age be jumping at an opportunity like this?! so there must be something up, and he is going to get to the center of this, even if he's doing it with a remarkable lack of finesse. ]
( gonna blink at kaiser, once, twice. like did he seriously just ask him that question. isagi sucks in a deep breath like okay, time to have this talk. he moves to place his hand on kaiser's shoulder, first one and then the other, resting his knee on the edge of the bed, basically half-straddling the guy -- wanting to have this direct eye-to-eye contact. is he intimidated by him? sure. but... )
If you so much as snicker at me, I'll freaking punch you. ( he then lowers his gaze. ) Just kinda always thought I'd get up to these things after marriage... ( he also didn't think his first foray into "relationships" or whatever the fuck this is, would be with some guy even. )
You're my first, so... maybe it's kind of a big deal to me. Can you not be so damn blasé about it?
[ that causes kaiser to open his mouth slightly, slack-jawed and mildly agog, before promptly closing it again because that possibility simply had not occurred to him for some reason? he doesn't recall regarding losing his blowjob virginity as a particularly big deal, but he isn't so utterly lacking in empathy that he doesn't get that maybe it is a big deal for other people. he just hadn't considered it up until this point.
among his redeeming personality traits, at least, is a willingness to admit when he's wrong; there's just so many more important things out there than being right, like getting what you want, ]
Okay. You're right. [ he is... NOT apologizing, though. ] I'm taking this seriously, I assure you.
[ he almost goes as far as to say, "just take it as me being eager," but on second thought... no! ]
I won't laugh at you. Well. [ ......... ] I might, but I'll tell you now, it can't be worse than my first time doing it, so...
( he brushes kaiser's hair back, tugging on that bit of blue at the tip of his hair before he tucks it behind his ear out of sight. he'd ask about how often he bullies ness into doing dye jobs for him, but blargh, who wants to talk about that damn puppet right now. )
Hm. How was your first time then? ( gonna just push kaiser back to lie down in hiori's bed of all things, but whatever, they're planning to change the sheets this weekend anyway. he gets him to scoot back a little more before he pins kaiser's hands down, straddling him properly this time. )
You're not allowed to touch me just yet, okay? ( those are the rules. he doesn't wanna rush this, even if they should be getting up to this shit in kaiser's room, but screw it. he tugs on kaiser's shirt before lifting it up slightly, watching his expression as he slides his hand up the flat planes of his abdomen. ) So... Tell me about it. I wanna know. Did you do it with just some total rando? Was he so hot you couldn't control yourself? ( he's just gonna brush his thumb over kaiser's nipple a few times, curious, wanting to know if that's a sensitive spot for him or if it does nothing. a little pinch, a little tug and he licks at his lips as he adjusts his position and presses down on him with his hips ~ is kaiser jr. asleep down there or what? )
[ in hiori's bed?! that's crazy, but so is kaiser, so maybe it all fits. ]
Hmm. Underwhelming.
[ the story is actually, objectively rather embarrassing, but (1) kaiser doesn't care and (2) he is operating under the assumption that sharing it would probably make isagi stop overthinking this so much... ]
I didn't realize he would come so fast and I absolutely did not want to swallow, so. [ soooooo... ] His cum came out of my nose a little.
[ yeah, so, this is why you don't do things just to "get the experience". kaiser has no comment to those other questions, though — he wrinkles his nose a little and gives isagi a look that says something like damn mind your own fucking business! he didn't realize he had to fill out his entire rap sheet in advance!
anyways. he'll allow isagi to do as he will for the time being without attempting to pulls his hands away, although kaiser's reactions are a mixed bag — on the one hand, he does seem to feel something when isagi touches his abs up to his chest, but he presses his lips together, refusing to react too overtly. still, his breathing slows and deepens noticeably, and he rolls his hips upwards slightly... the little emperor is intrigued, perhaps, but not yet at attention. ]
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[ he could not have come up with a less appealing way to say that if he tried, i daresay. ]
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Gonna justusemy hand ( 20:00? 22:00? which one was it even? whatever. can't wait that long thanks to kaiser giving him just enough to work with... that one stupid text about messing him up with his mouth alone? he can't think about much else anymore.
the perks of skipping out on training and dinner tho? he gets the room to himself finally. now if he does manage to get himself off before some idiot walks into the room, he can at least, maybe, just... blargh. who's he kidding? kaiser manhandling him and stickinig his tongue in his mouth and his hand down his pants will likely have him coming again within seconds. not every exciting probably. nngh. )
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so very dull of you, yoichi
well, whatever, ill get my mouth on you eventually [ this is a promise and a threat, etc. ]
you touching yourself still, or are you done now?
[ he's thinking. planning, perhaps. plotting, even? ]
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Whoa. No more spam messages.
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and i wonder
where do you find the courage to get off when you have roommates, yoichi?
[ he's continuing to think/plan/plot, here. ]
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It's dark in here anyway. ( if someone were to walk in, he'd just roll over and pretend to be asleep. definitely better than jerking off in the shower room with bright florescent lights. )
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alright, yoichi, see you soon
[ but sooner than isagi expects, probably, because not five minutes pass before there's a knock at isagi's door. strike while the iron is hot, michael kaiser believes! and now he knows that even though there's no light leaking through the bottom of the door, isagi is probably still there, but just in case— ]
Hey, open up.
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Kaiser..? ( he rushes over to open the door, but just a bit because what's he doing here? ) What. ( the most rudest greeting, but seriously -- what? this is no go territory right here. and now he's pulling the guy in by his shirt sleeve only because he's afraid someone might see him out there in the hall.
What are you... ( he gestures with his hand like ??? excuse the fact his hair is a mess and his shirt is wrinkled and he's just in his boxers, but this is his shared room where kaiser's not allowed in, so what. the. fuck. )
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[ too bad, kaiser goes where he pleases and isagi made the mistake of inviting him in. by vampire rules, he is now free to be here without repercussion.
to that end, he's picking a random bed and sitting on it as if this is now michael kaiser's property. ]
Thought I'd drop by, since it seemed like you were soooo dedicated to ignoring the point I was trying to make.
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Yeah, okay. I thought we were meeting up later. ( maybe stop gesturing at the door. that's weird. and kaiser is clearly not gonna budge like that. ) Let me just... uh... put on pants and we can go. ( somehow instead of moving past kaiser to get to his side of the room, he chooses to crawl over hiori's bed instead in order to get his things. )
I thought you had some stuff to do? ( where the fuck did he toss his pants? maybe he should have turned on the lights, but no. this dim ass lighting is better. no need for kaiser to notice his cheeks are flushed. good thing he at least cleaned up after jerking off just now. )
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[ "be flattered," will go unspoken, but is heavily implied.
he'll quietly observe for a few moments, and at least do isagi the dignity of waiting for him to stop crawling around before he starts pushing again. ]
Say, are you scared of me or something? Yoichi.
[ he knows the answer to that is "no". but he thinks isagi has to admit, this is the cowardly sort of behavior associated with a guy who's trying to run away from a situation (the situation is kaiser's existence). ]
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I said we're going to your room. ( scared? no. just nervous, but he'll get over that surely. ) If we're gonna be sucking dick, we're not doing it here. ( hell no. he doubts anyone is gonna walk in at this time, but someone still could. more importantly, this is a shared room. that'd be completely inappropriate. )
What? Are you that impatient? ( isagi steps towards kaiser then, reaching for him, intending on getting the brat to at least sit on his bed, for fuck's sake. on the bright side, he at least took his shoes off... wait. did he?? )
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I'm just curious what in the world it could be that has you soooo concerned about sucking dick. If you're not scared, then what?
[ he rests a hand on his leg, tapping his knee with his pointer finger as if in thought— ] Are you intimidated?
[ ... it might be in the most heavy-handed way possible, but he does seem to care about why isagi is dodging this point. like, they are teenaged guys... wouldn't the average person around their age be jumping at an opportunity like this?! so there must be something up, and he is going to get to the center of this, even if he's doing it with a remarkable lack of finesse. ]
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If you so much as snicker at me, I'll freaking punch you. ( he then lowers his gaze. ) Just kinda always thought I'd get up to these things after marriage... ( he also didn't think his first foray into "relationships" or whatever the fuck this is, would be with some guy even. )
You're my first, so... maybe it's kind of a big deal to me. Can you not be so damn blasé about it?
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among his redeeming personality traits, at least, is a willingness to admit when he's wrong; there's just so many more important things out there than being right, like getting what you want, ]
Okay. You're right. [ he is... NOT apologizing, though. ] I'm taking this seriously, I assure you.
[ he almost goes as far as to say, "just take it as me being eager," but on second thought... no! ]
I won't laugh at you. Well. [ ......... ] I might, but I'll tell you now, it can't be worse than my first time doing it, so...
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out of sight. he'd ask about how often he bullies ness into doing dye jobs for him, but blargh, who wants to talk about that damn puppet right now. )Hm. How was your first time then? ( gonna just push kaiser back to lie down in hiori's bed of all things, but whatever, they're planning to change the sheets this weekend anyway. he gets him to scoot back a little more before he pins kaiser's hands down, straddling him properly this time. )
You're not allowed to touch me just yet, okay? ( those are the rules. he doesn't wanna rush this, even if they should be getting up to this shit in kaiser's room, but screw it. he tugs on kaiser's shirt before lifting it up slightly, watching his expression as he slides his hand up the flat planes of his abdomen. ) So... Tell me about it. I wanna know. Did you do it with just some total rando? Was he so hot you couldn't control yourself? ( he's just gonna brush his thumb over kaiser's nipple a few times, curious, wanting to know if that's a sensitive spot for him or if it does nothing. a little pinch, a little tug and he licks at his lips as he adjusts his position and presses down on him with his hips ~ is kaiser jr. asleep down there or what? )
Am I gonna have a hard time messing you up?
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Hmm. Underwhelming.
[ the story is actually, objectively rather embarrassing, but (1) kaiser doesn't care and (2) he is operating under the assumption that sharing it would probably make isagi stop overthinking this so much... ]
I didn't realize he would come so fast and I absolutely did not want to swallow, so. [ soooooo... ] His cum came out of my nose a little.
[ yeah, so, this is why you don't do things just to "get the experience". kaiser has no comment to those other questions, though — he wrinkles his nose a little and gives isagi a look that says something like damn mind your own fucking business! he didn't realize he had to fill out his entire rap sheet in advance!
anyways. he'll allow isagi to do as he will for the time being without attempting to pulls his hands away, although kaiser's reactions are a mixed bag — on the one hand, he does seem to feel something when isagi touches his abs up to his chest, but he presses his lips together, refusing to react too overtly. still, his breathing slows and deepens noticeably, and he rolls his hips upwards slightly... the little emperor is intrigued, perhaps, but not yet at attention. ]