firstworldproblem | IC Inbox 2 (Imeeji)

Do you think I'm actually going to let you sleep?

[Runs the back of his hand along his cheek.]

You wouldn't?

Mmm. On one hand you look beautiful when you sleep.

On the other.

You look beautiful when you look at me like that too.

And here I thought you simply wanted to cuddle.

[He tilts his head up and kisses him deeply.]

[ he'd be cheeky and say he didn't say he was going to keep him awake with anything else, but then Emet is kissing him and, well. Of course he's kissing him back immediately, squeezing his hand as he does.

It's a little heated, despite his claims about cuddling, and when he does pull back he nibbles on his lip ]

We could still cuddle.

[He gives him a half lidded look before pulls him to lie down. He ducks his head down under his chin and begins to place kisses down his neck.]

[ There's a laugh at that, though he's tilting his head to give him better access, one hand going to his head now and stroking his hair ]

Maybe after. Keep going.

Are you not sated enough with your other partners?

[His fingers find the hem of his clothes and he brushes them up across his stomach as he sucks rather harshly on the juncture of his neck and shoulder.]

[ he arches his back at that, breath hitching as he tangles his fingers into his hair, pulling on it a little but not trying to force him away ]

If you want me to stroke your ego I'll be very ungentlemanly and confirm that yes, you are my favourite and no other partner can even come close to how much I want you.

Charming as they may be.

I have no jealousy. No worry that you do not desire me. And I am glad you are finding others because I cannot give to you each and every experience you do truly deserve.

[He sits worries the mark more before lifting his head and sitting up letting his thumb dance across his bottom lip.]

And why do I have the feeling you'd like it rough today...

[ the smirk on his face and the glint in his eyes is probably confirmation enough that he's right, but he takes his finger in his lips, biting lightly before he begins to suck on it, his eyes focused on Emet the entire time ]

Mm.

[He shakes his head with a grin as he presses his tongue flat in his mouth.

And then he tuts at him as he shoves him face first into the mattress pulling both arms behind his back.]

[ Somehow despite his confirmation he didn't expect that, but it's a welcomed surprise and he gasps, struggling a little to get comfortable but not really trying to break away ]

And — what are you in the mood for today?

[Since he isn't trying to break away, he reaches around Five to remove his belt. Pulling at the knots and ties before it slips free and uses it to bind his forearms behind his back.]

Cuddling with as mentioned before. But it will make it ever more delightful if you are wound up and spent just a little. There is little as satisfying as having you pliant in my arms or you enacting payback when a little exhausted.

[He kisses the shell of his ear.]

Agreeable enough?

[ He's already getting hard and Emet has barely had to do anything to get him to this state. And to think not that long ago he wasn't even sure if he'd be interested in this to begin with.

There's another shaky breath at the kiss, the tip of his ears getting noticeably red but he nods ]

You're still not getting out of that homework, for the record.

[He tucks runs a hand down his hip, his ass.]

Is that where your mind is? Can I turn it in late?

[ his mind is definitely not to the homework, if he has to be honest, but he doesn't want to make it too easy for Emet despite how obvious his desire is, and how he's moving toward his touch ]

Make a convincing argument for it and I'll — consider.

[He taps his chin and thinks about it.]

No. You have a point. Perhaps I should finish it first.

[He uses his own belt to bind his ankles before shoving him on his side. And then he leans back against Five's stomach picking up the notebook and flipping it to the next clean page. He gets rather comfortable using Five as a literal pillow.]

Now where did you put that pen?

[ he grunts as he's moved again and Emet binds his ankles as well, and he doesn't immediately realize what is happening, but when he does there are two thoughts running through his head immediately.

Is he going to actually torture him by neglecting him after getting him so worked up?

And why does the idea of Emet getting comfortable on him while he's hard and needy sound so unfairly hot. He doesn't know if it's the shame aspect of it or the thought of being forced to wait, but instead of being a turn off, it just gets him harder ]

I was just being cocky, come on—

Come. This is important.

[He runs his knuckles across his cheek in a very soft gesture as he finds the pen himself and does start to sketch out some rough outline of arcane calculations carefully keeping the pages in Five's view the entire time.

Which is probably just a handful of minutes, but there is no doubt he is enjoying Five's predicament the entire time.]

[ To his credit he actually tries to focus on some of that, just in case Emet is seriously on the verge of an important discovery in his plans.

But he doesn't really manage, and soon enough he's squirming, getting a little impatient ]

Hades—

[He doesn't expect to actually get anything accomplished other than thoughts already floating in his head. Emet just assumes it would be a turn on for him.

He puts the book down eventually and grabs his hair roughly to kiss him equally as rough.]

What sweet sounds when you say my name and beg besides.

[He fondle him before tugging at the waist of his pants stripping him from the waist down, but leaving any shirts or throws of his outfit in place. The binding do cause complications so he more pools the cloth at his ankles.]

[ He assumes right, because after all he can't help but finding being driven and forced to this kind of desperation hot, and the fact Emet himself seems unbothered only makes it better.

There's a small cry as he grabs on his hair so roughly, but it melts on his lips as he kisses him, tongue desperately seeking Emet's to taste him and get anything he can from him. He chases him after he pulls back, and at his touch he lets out a loud, shameless moan. ]

[Emet is quite sure Five will get him back in dreams where aether is in play. Considering that, why not take full advantage otherwise? Though a low chuckle does escape him at his neediness.]

Just from that? Have I been neglecting you?

[In the end he does remove the bindings at his ankles so he can manhandle him back to his knees, kneeling behind him as he drips lube on his fingers. He keeps his other arm braced low under his stomach so he can both support him and fondle him as he likes.]

Or is your desire for me simply that strong?

[He does rim a finger around his entrance to see if he is ready.]

[ he's not, but that doesn't stop him from pushing back against him now that he has better grounds to do that, his head hung low and his back arching toward his touch. He's trying to adjust his weight as best as possible, like this, but definitely counting on Emet to keep supporting him ]

You were working on formulas while resting right on me.

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