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I hate you, Kinoko Nasu. I hate you for writing the story of my world and putting lines like this in.

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[Issei turns more red at the further contact, but smiles at Klavier when he sees him, reassuring both of them.]

I know you mean that. And, I'm sure. So you don't need to worry at all.

[He tightens his grip on the tub just to keep himself steady.

[That's good enough for Klavier who is quick to forget about his back service in order to work on his front service. To this end he carefully readjusts their bodies so that they are now facing one another and he can make his intentions very clear. The easiest and most direct way the ex-rocker knows how is to slip Issei the tongue and draw him into a deep, sultry kiss.]

[Issei slides one hand to the back of Klavier's head so that he can deepen the kiss even more. His eyelids flutter closed and his other hand begins to roam over Klavier's chest, making up a little for the lack of attention he'd been receiving so far. Issei would hate to feel selfish after all.]

[Excited as he is, Klavier is more than content to explore the venues of the mouth against his own, his tongue twisting against Issei's and rolling along his teeth. He makes a grateful sound in the back of his throat that's halfway between a moan and a growl as fingers caress him. It feels so good, his body is easily inspired by the touch, the only thing capable of ruining it is the need to breath forcing Klavier to draw back.]

Your lips are softer than I remember, Issei.

Thank you for the compliment, as ill-timed as it is - I'd rather have you kissing me than saying such words.

[So said, an impatient Issei pulls Klavier back into another deep kiss, judging that he's had enough time to catch his breath. He moans, utterly caught up in sensation, his fingers mapping out every part of Klavier's upper body that can be reached.]

A-

[If Klavier has anything to say about that it's lost against Issei's lips and for the better, because Issei's tenacity is also very pleasing. The ex-rocker can think of only one way to reward his companion and that is by pulling their hips together, hoping to illicit some interesting sounds from his partner apart from the sloshing of the water around them and the intense, wet kisses.]

[He's rewarded - Issei arcs at the contact and presses even more closely together, a few gasps and low moans working their way into the kiss, as well as a single,] please-

Hu...yes? [Klavier manages once the seal of their lips is temporarily broken. Anything that Issei wants Klavier is only to eager to draw from his lips, to hear him say it is his confirmation. Though admittedly it's probably very difficult to speak with another man's tongue tracing the seam of your mouth before teasing the monk by flicking his tongue in and out of the younger man's mouth suggestively.]

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I want... [It's hard to speak like that, and even harder to decide what exactly he needs, but he tries to come up with something.] You. I want you. I don't care how.

[Haaa...Issei leaves him with quite a dilemma, on the one hand, Klavier would delight in bending his companion back over the tub and taking him that way. The idea seems t0o forceful and for the attorney it has to be soon. He's well aware of what his own body can handle and rather than doing something untoward he lays his hands against against the monk's shoulders, applying pressure, encouraging him to sit back against the tub] You can have me then.

[Issei sits back at the slight prompting.] I-I'm glad to hear it. [He doesn't want to think of how he'd react to a 'no' in this state. It would have been very uncomfortable.]

[Of course Klavier would never say 'no' to sex so Issei was definitely in luck, the ex-rocker just had to be sure of what Issei wanted as well. Even if it wasn't like this, Klavier would have given the monk some kind of relief...he wouldn't have left him like that.

Once comfortable Klavier straddles Issei lap, dipping his head down for another kiss before lowering himself down on top of his companion. Topping from the bottom is just as good, he'll have some control of their love making while giving the younger man what he needs.]

[The litany of 'oh god oh god oh god' that escapes from Issei's mouth signals that Issei is very okay with this position, as well as that it's been several months since anything like this has happened. He quiets himself with yet another kiss, though he can't keep himself from making a small amount of noise even then.]

A...aa...nng...[Klavier wouldn't quite call it several months, but it's had to have been at least well over a month since he last had sex, longer still since anyone had taken him. It doesn't stop the attorney from fully sheathing his companion and savoring every sweet second of Issei's mantra, so cute!

Laying a hand on either side of the monk's face Klavier presses for another devouring kiss, swallowing the little sounds his companion wished to stifle while pouring into Issei's mouth every grunt, moan, and soft growl, utterly proud of his own pleasure. It's only after taking a moment to grow accustomed to the girth in his body that the ex-rocker begins to move his hips in slow circles, grinding it for the time being.]

Please, please...

[Klavier has the control, but Issei knows if he asks - even if his asking trails into a groan of pleasure - that Klavier will have mercy on him. Although he doesn't know what he wants yet besides 'more', Klavier will give it to him. All he can do is hold tightly onto Klavier and let things happen.]

[Klavier is usually pretty weak to the will of his partners, no matter who they are, and unless they specifically wanted his aggression the attorney was more than indulgent. Tilting Issei's chin to the side the older man peppers the column of his companion's throat with kisses before increasing the tempo and thrusting his hips up and down in a manner that he hoped was more sufficient. The ex-rocker does make it a point to tighten his muscles with every upward thrust, wishing to extract even more of those exquisite, desperate sounds from his guest's throat.] Ha...ah...you feel good babe...don't hold back...

[Issei shivers and moans, unable to keep the sounds from coming even if he'd wanted to. He tightens his grip on Klavier before reaching to stroke him firmly, as though making up for just remembering to give his partner more pleasure.] Kla- Klavier, oh god...

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