[ The marks Ryuji is leaving all over him are definitely going to pose an issue, but right in this moment, Ren doesn't care. He wants the bite of his teeth and the rough pressure of his fingers digging in to leave precious mementos of tonight all over him. Maybe Ryuji will even tease over them again another night, abusing the sensitivity of the bruises to give him more of his pain-edged pleasure. ]
Maybe I just wanted to do... some cl-cleaning... in the right uniform for it...
[ But it's hard to make it sound like an effortless joke when he's gasping softly at each thrust, the motions jostling the layers of the skirt around his heavy cock. It's not nearly enough contact for Ren, merely a tease. Maybe, with enough time, Ryuji's pounding into his ass could coax an untouched orgasm out of him, but the strain of his cock is too fiery to ignore right now.
Hoping that it won't draw Ryuji's ire (well, part of him kind of wants it to), Ren drops his hand between them. Fingers push aside the fabric and curl against flushed skin. A breath hisses through his teeth, relieved at the contact, and the first jerk of his fist around his dick draws out a clipped moan. ]
(ryuji can't help but let out a laugh, a breathy, gasping laugh as ren shifts in just the right way to send a shiver down ryuji's spine. only with ren could he be so amused and so turned on at the same time.) Cleaning... y-yeah right. You didn't clean anything...
(as if punishing ren for trying to make such a lame cover story, ryuji thrusts in once more, hard as he can, to really make ren lose it. he returns to a normal pace after that, making sure to get the point across that he'll only make it painful when ren does something to warrant it.
ryuji is content with keeping things going as they are, but then he sees ren make a move, a move that he simply can't ignore. he waits patiently, to see if ren really will go through with it, and then ryuji retaliates.
even if ren is relieved at the contact, ryuji takes it away immediately. he grips ren's wrists, pinning them above his head against the wall. by this point, ryuji is holding ren up by nothing more than his hips and thrusts. it's certainly a much harder position to hold, but it gets the point across.) What do you think you're doing? Am I not good enough?
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Maybe I just wanted to do... some cl-cleaning... in the right uniform for it...
[ But it's hard to make it sound like an effortless joke when he's gasping softly at each thrust, the motions jostling the layers of the skirt around his heavy cock. It's not nearly enough contact for Ren, merely a tease. Maybe, with enough time, Ryuji's pounding into his ass could coax an untouched orgasm out of him, but the strain of his cock is too fiery to ignore right now.
Hoping that it won't draw Ryuji's ire (well, part of him kind of wants it to), Ren drops his hand between them. Fingers push aside the fabric and curl against flushed skin. A breath hisses through his teeth, relieved at the contact, and the first jerk of his fist around his dick draws out a clipped moan. ]
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(as if punishing ren for trying to make such a lame cover story, ryuji thrusts in once more, hard as he can, to really make ren lose it. he returns to a normal pace after that, making sure to get the point across that he'll only make it painful when ren does something to warrant it.
ryuji is content with keeping things going as they are, but then he sees ren make a move, a move that he simply can't ignore. he waits patiently, to see if ren really will go through with it, and then ryuji retaliates.
even if ren is relieved at the contact, ryuji takes it away immediately. he grips ren's wrists, pinning them above his head against the wall. by this point, ryuji is holding ren up by nothing more than his hips and thrusts. it's certainly a much harder position to hold, but it gets the point across.) What do you think you're doing? Am I not good enough?