prismatica | text | un: lightning

[And here's your pic of Lightning, who might have showered like four times today but hasn't shaved recently, and that white tee-shirt he's wearing was absolutely something he grabbed off the floor and probably needs to be washed (he's wearing boxers, and those are equally suspect, also everything he's wearing has holes in it in not-sexy places, this is just a garbage hobo).

If there was any question about him being under the influence of the Iris moon, that's going to be erased when Ranpo gets a look at those bat ears and mouth full of fangs. Or the posing, stretched out on his bed (he hasn't washed those sheets in like, at least a couple weeks) with a sliver of toned muscle visible between shirt hem and waistband.]

[Well well, that's a pretty good looking-- er...]

[...]

[Good god]

Hey

Are you really trying to seduce me wearing five year old boxers and a shirt that hasn't been washed in 4 days?

[Somehow, these numbers are distressingly accurate??]

[it's not like he keeps track of his clothes well enough to know how accurate that is]

is it working?

[In which Ranpo has a long conversation with himself about his standards.]

Let's just say you're lucky you're attractive.

But I'm not climbing into that bed, so we'll have to go somewhere else.

I'm not picky

[Should he invite the weird hobo over to the apartment he shares with Yosano?]

[...]

[Eh, probably fine. He didn't get any bad vibes from his photo, sloppiness aside. So he sends an address.]

Then come on over.

[after an appropriate amount of time, there's someone knocking on the apartment door.

he's still wearing that same shirt, but at least he's pulled on some... cargo capris and boots and his bucket hat.]

[This is not an improvement.]

[...]

[Well, at least if he's Iris, those probably won't stay on for long. For his part, Ranpo is in the same shirt as before and his usual cropped slacks. But while the cat ears are a permanent addition, he doesn't have a tail yet to match, alas.]

[But that's not what Lewin is likely to notice--]

What took you so long?

[Now that's an oddly familiar voice.]

[There go Lightning's ears, flicking to catch the sound of that voice. Seriously?]

Not everyone can teleport. [The face is all wrong, but the voice is way too close for comfort.]

Honestly, you'd think they'd have invented that by now in this place!

[Excuse him as he just grabs Lewin by the hand to usher him in. Don't worry -- he won't sound like Mephisto when he fucks. Probably.]

But Iris must be tough -- is this your first time experiencing it? I hear the back-to-back cycles are the hardest part.

I've never been this horny in my life. [He says, with a casual laugh. It's almost like a joke, except that the basic skin-on-skin contact of this stranger's hand on his is just slamming a wave of heat down his spine.]

Hopefully next month won't be this bad.

Well, for your sake, I hope I hope it won't be!

[He pulls him along further, aiming for his bedroom -- which is nice and clean only because he lives with Yosano, lbr.]

[But the moment they're inside, he closes the door and then presses Lewin up against it. Thankfully, there's not too much of a height difference here...]

But until then-- why don't you let me take care of it for you?

Do you think you can handle me? [Lightning isn't even thinking about possible risks here, he's just pleased things are moving this quickly.]

[His hands smooth down the front of Lewin's chest as Ranpo's eyes trail after, biting his lower lip.]

I don't have to think-- I know.

[And he knows where he's going to start, too -- his hands moving lower, until he himself is moving as well, kneeling on the ground in front of him with his hands groping over the front of his tacky-ass cargo capris.]

You know? [He asks, even though the stranger is probably right. Lightning's already hard, already totally distracted by the sight of someone kneeling in front of him.]

You do this kinda thing a lot?

Let's just say I'm good at reading people.

[Which is why he let this guy in at all. He can see he's no angel, but he doesn't see any ill-intentions either. Just horny. And he's fine with that.]

[He moves to start unzipping Lewin's pants, teasingly tracing his fingers over his cock through his underwear -- his touch still far too light.]

Mmm, you mean inviting horny strangers into my bedroom who I just met online? Congratulations, you're the first one.

[It sounds so much worse when he says it like that??]

Oh, are you-- [he loses that train of thought as that hand ghosts over his dick, and he grabs uselessly at the door behind him for support, hips shifting to chase that contact.]

Fuck.

You planning on making this a habit?

Are you planning to try talking the whole time I'm doing this?

[Because if so, like, good luck.]

[He pulls his cock out and tentatively runs his fingertips up and down the length. Leaning forward, he presses his lips to the tip, eyes flickering up at Lewin as his tongue swirls around the head -- still intent on teasing him.]

Maybe.

Might be kinda hard [(pun intended).] if you keep doing that.

Any... preferences for what you wanna hear? [He's still talking, as he struggles to keep his focus, to not just slide down that door with his legs giving out under him, to not grab the stranger by the hair and shove him forward so he chokes.]

Mmm... why don't you tell me about yourself? I bet I can make you forget your name.

[Because he knows he's good at these, and has the ego to say it.]

[~~Not that he's given his name anyway, 2horny~~]

[And before he lets Lewin get another word out, he starts taking his cock into his mouth, sucking on the head as his hand slowly strokes his length.]

Fuck... [He breathes out, like this development is some kind of surprise. One hand goes to one of those cat ears, thumbing roughly at the base. The other one braces against the door behind him.

But he'll go for that challenge as offered, because as much as he just wants to totally turn his brain off during Iris, he's been doing that enough already this moon. Plus, the focus means he isn't going to just come instantly.]

You sure you don't wanna make me forget your name instead?

[Ranpo would respond, but his mouth is full--]

[But feeling him rub at the base of his ears is going to have a certain effect. Namely, it's going to make him start purring, which... isn't exactly sexy, but it's pretty cute. Bit that's not what Lewin is sure to notice.]

[No, he might be more distracted by the fact that the purr rumbles out of his chest and up into his throat, vibrating around his cock. It's not that strong yet, with.only the head in his mouth, but he'll feel it all the same.]

[To Lightning's credit, he doesn't come apart entirely when that vibration starts, just tightens that hand on the stranger's ear as his hips snap forward, trying to chase that contact.]

Shit. [It's the moon that messes everything up, the whiteout heat of Iris annihilating his already not so great attention span. He's still talking, but it's more an undirected ramble than anything focused, caught between panting breaths.]

'kay. Fuck. Dunno if you're really good at this or if the moon's getting to me. It's fucking with my head.

[Surprisingly, it's not the way Lewin jerks his hips forward that has Ranpo trying to pull back. No, it's the way he's gripping his little cat ear -- those are sensitive!! So he pulls back, just enough to speak, and rests a hand over the one gripping his ear.]

As much as I'd like to take credit for all of it, with what I know about the iris moon, it's probably a little of both... now let go of my ear, or I'm going to go back to just teasing you. Pull my hair if you need a handle!

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