[ It's helping, though he's still tense as he tries to squish down the rush of panic from before. He isn't panicking about this part, that'd be dumb. Especially when it sends pleasant tingles over his skin where Shuichi's lips press.
His skin is definitely flushing more, too. Breath coming out in softer little puffs of air, audible despite him trying to keep it level. ]
[ Shuichi hums a little against his throat, before settling at a spot just over his pulse to bite down, still softly, testing how Ouma reacts to the teeth pressing into his skin.
It's actually nice, to do this, easier than it was talking about it, since he can hear and feel Ouma's breath shorten, and he can settle into just doing things, confident enough it's going well that he doesn't have to think too hard, and a swell of happiness rises in his chest at that, too. ]
[ His eyes shut tight at the hum so close to his ear, but it's when he bites down that he really has to clench his jaw, teeth grinding as he holds back the rush of air to his lungs coming out in a blast.
His hands twist Shuichi's shirt. ]
You-- [ He stops himself, swallows and clears his throat from how croaky that sounded. ] Y'can do it harder, I'm not gonna break.
[ He pulls away just enough to speak clearly, a smile in his voice and his breath hitting Ouma's neck. ]
Like this?
[ And then he does bite down, hard, a little harder than he feels like is right, because probably he's underestimating himself—and then sucks at the skin between his teeth. ]
[ He shivers at the breath on his neck, though even with that it doesn't prepare him for Shuichi actually doing it properly--hard enough it really will mark for days. He moans out his name this time too, not even able to process the fact that he'd been trying to keep quiet, to not let it all out when it feels really good.
Not only that, but the fact that he's being marked by him is pleasant in a way too -- especially when it's Shuichi. ]
[ The way his name sounds in Ouma's voice like that makes Shuichi's whole body feel hot, and he distracts himself by sucking with focus for a few moments longer before pulling away enough to see the mark he made, face bright. ]
[ They haven't even done anything and they Both Know It thanks. He gets embarrassed enough already, but that's fine. It's easier on him if he can have more control in that kind of situation anyway.
Which is to say: ] Is that an invitation, Shuu-chan?
[ His mouth definitely curves around his finger, eyes closing this time as he sucks on the digit. ]
Hey, Shuu-chan... Did you think about it? [ He kisses the tip of that finger, then slides his mouth to the next one, sinking down on it again, sucking and humming around it. ] When we fed each other chocolates that time... Did you think about it?
[ His voice breaks there, breath uneven, and even when he gets it back there's not a lot of air behind it. ]
...Of course I did. You'd already said... you wanted to watch me... and talked about asking me for a kiss... and then I was sitting there watching you with your eyes closed, making noises like that...
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His skin is definitely flushing more, too. Breath coming out in softer little puffs of air, audible despite him trying to keep it level. ]
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It's actually nice, to do this, easier than it was talking about it, since he can hear and feel Ouma's breath shorten, and he can settle into just doing things, confident enough it's going well that he doesn't have to think too hard, and a swell of happiness rises in his chest at that, too. ]
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His hands twist Shuichi's shirt. ]
You-- [ He stops himself, swallows and clears his throat from how croaky that sounded. ] Y'can do it harder, I'm not gonna break.
[ More or less. ]
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Like this?
[ And then he does bite down, hard, a little harder than he feels like is right, because probably he's underestimating himself—and then sucks at the skin between his teeth. ]
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Not only that, but the fact that he's being marked by him is pleasant in a way too -- especially when it's Shuichi. ]
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That seems good...
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Mm. [ He waits a beat, letting it sink in, then lets his hand drop away to instead curl it over Shuichi's side and hug onto him. ]
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[ He hugs back and then drops another light kiss on top of the tender spot himself. ]
I like... hearing you react like that, too.
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Should I moan louder for you next time? [ Thankfully it's meant as a tease. ]
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I don't want you to do it just to get to me.
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You do realise that I try and hold back, right?
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I see, so even Shuu-chan enjoys it when he can get me to crumble. [ A dramatic sigh. ] I bet in comparison you're really easy to rile up, huh?
[ He might be saying things like this, but he sounds fond at least. ]
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[ That is objectively true and Shuichi knows it. ]
I'll... let you decide that for yourself.
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Which is to say: ] Is that an invitation, Shuu-chan?
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Do you need an invitation?
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...It'd help, yeah.
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Then... please do. Now, or whenever you want. Even before, I liked it when you... tried to fluster me...
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[ He lifts his hand. ]
Here.
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I know.
[ He kisses his palm first, eyes closing as he rubs his cheek against it after--
--only to slide his tongue over his index finger right after, mouth taking the digit in as his eyes move up to Shuichi's face. ]
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but he's not quite expecting that next part, and a throaty noise of surprise escapes him despite his best efforts. ]
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Hey, Shuu-chan... Did you think about it? [ He kisses the tip of that finger, then slides his mouth to the next one, sinking down on it again, sucking and humming around it. ] When we fed each other chocolates that time... Did you think about it?
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[ His voice breaks there, breath uneven, and even when he gets it back there's not a lot of air behind it. ]
...Of course I did. You'd already said... you wanted to watch me... and talked about asking me for a kiss... and then I was sitting there watching you with your eyes closed, making noises like that...
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Shuichi-- [ He sticks to his proper name this time, leaning up a bit. ] --can I try something?
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