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[lightningruins]

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[lightningruins]

[He unfortunately (or fortunately) doesn't have the extremely short refractory period of some Iris moonblessed, so he has a few moments before the pressure of his heat comes back, before he can go again.]

Give me a minute, I'm not a teenager anymore.

You want a hand with that? [He asks, with a nod towards Ranpo's crotch.]

[sweetsleuth]

If that's an offer.

[YES PLEASE GIVE HIM A HAND...Y.]

But maybe we should actually move to the bed first? I don't want to get carpet burn from staying on the floor.

[lightningruins]

[oh actually carpet burn sounds hot right now? please shove him down onto the floor and fuck him so hard and fast he gets carpet burn on all his exposed skin.]

If you say so.

[sweetsleuth]

[Kinkshames!!]

[Ranpo casually steps out of his pants as he climbs on his bed, leaving him in just his boxers (which just so happen to be polkadot, just to increase Lewin's paranoia) and his white shirt, which he slowly starts to unbutton as he leans back.]

So, what do you have mind?

[lightningruins]

[Lightning is impossible to shame.]

[and why does this guy just keep pinging him for the King of Time?

Pheles is the absolute last person he wants to think about right now, because it's really counterproductive to be hot for that particular demon, but if he is that demon king in disguise he's clearly just biding his time to spring some kind of trap.

Either that or he always just really wanted to choke on Lewin's dick and didn't know how to ask.

While considering these options, he's also stripping, dropping all his clothes in a pile on the floor. ]

Well... [He says, like he's considering something when actually he's just distracted by the motion of those hands and the skin being slowly revealed.

He climbs up on the bed next to Ranpo, slides the hem of that white shirt up to run his fingers over more exposed skin.]

I'd suck you off but you probably don't want these teeth near your dick. [Iris gives Lewin fangs. A lot of very sharp fangs.] So I'll just have to figure out something else.

[But with how he's already starting to slide a hand down under the waistband of those boxers, it's not hard to tell that he meant "give you a hand" pretty literally.]

[sweetsleuth]

...yeah, let's keep the fangs away.

[He's not that much of a masochist. But he can already tell where this is going, biting his lower lip as Lewin joins him on the bed.]

Oh, but I'm sure you can think of something...

[A pleased sigh escapes his lips when Lewin puts his hands on him, encouraging Ranpo to help slide down those boxers and kick them off. He's hot and hard in Lewin's hand, with Ranpo already shifting his hips to encourage more friction.]

[lightningruins]

[That's easy enough, he can divide his attention between starting a handjob with deliberate light touches and getting his other hand on another interesting spot.

Lewin got this guy to purr once already, time to see if a hand on that ear still does anything.]

[sweetsleuth]

[Those light touches are going to drive him crazy when he's already this aroused, but going for the ears is a wise choice. Whether they be his human or cat ears, both are sensitive hot spots, and the latter is a damn near guarantee to get him purring again.]

[And much like an affection-starved cat, as soon as Lewin goes for the ears, Ranpo can't resist nuzzling up into his hand, even as he moans from the feeling of his hand on his cock.]

[lightningruins]

[Driving Ranpo crazy is the goal here, and he keeps his touches light and exploratory, deliberately withholding firm contact for a little bit longer. It's just gentle strokes, tracing ridges and veins, running over the tip. Just lightly exploring, just trying to make Ranpo squirm and gasp.

Those ears, though. They're getting pet. He runs his fingers over the edges of the ear he's got in his grasp, rubs firmly at the base like a massage.]

You're a cute kitty, aren't you?

[sweetsleuth]

[Every touch feels so good, but also not enough. He squirms where he's sitting, trying to move his hips and get more friction, more contact -- but it seems Lewin is intent on teasing him.]

[Even his words are having an affect, his cock twitching in Lewin's hands and a shiver running down his spine when he's called a good kitty -- who knew he was so into that? It's a shame it's not cordis, or else he'd have a tail to match.]

Nng... you think so?

[lightningruins]

[He's a tease, especially when he's not just taking what he wants from someone. He's watching those reactions, feeling the shifts and twitches and squirms, listening to those little noises.]

Absolutely. If you could see yourself right now, you'd know what I mean.

Come on, kitty. Purr for me. [His touch on Ranpo's cock is still light, all that firm attention focused on his ears for right now as his voice drops to a low command.]

[sweetsleuth]

[That commanding tone, low and sultry, isn't one Ranpo's heard in the bedroom too often. And clearly that's a shame, because he's quickly learning that it's he's definitely into it.]

[As if on cue, Ranpo starts purring right away, rumbling low in his chest. The attention to his ears feels good, even if the attention to his cock is still frustratingly gentle. He even starts gripping the blankets below him, kneading at them on and off just like a cat would.]

Haah... how's this?

[lightningruins]

[Lightning grins, that megawatt smile brightening his face at the sound and that blanket kneading.]

Oh wow, you really are a good kitty! [And, of course, good kitties get rewarded. Right now, the reward is a firmer hand on his cock, stroking and pulling]

[sweetsleuth]

Nng, fuck--

[After all that teasing, finally getting what he wants is borderline overwhelming. He throws his head back, eyes momentarily sliding closed as he thrusts up into that firmer grip, shamelessly chasing his orgasm. But he doesn't stop purring either, if anything, purring even more from how good it feels.]

[lightningruins]

[There, that's what he wants to see. He wants to watch this guy just fall apart under his touch.

The purring is pretty good too.]

Perfect. That's exactly what I want.

[sweetsleuth]

[Does that count as praise? He'll certainly accept it anyway, groaning in urgency as he thrusts up into Lewin's hand. He's so aroused that it doesn't take long at all for him to come, his tail curling up as he arches his back upwards, letting out a soft cry as he spills over.]

[He stays that way for a long moment, falling slack and panting only after he's spent. And to think, he still doesn't have a name to moan, smh]

Haah...

[lightningruins]

Is that all? [He asks, a moment after Ranpo collapses back down against the bed. Lewin's got enough of that Iris energy that he's more than ready to go another round.]

[sweetsleuth]

[GIVE HIM A MINUTE HE'S AFTERGLOWING--]

[But a deep breath, he pulls his arm down, flashing Lewin a grin.]

'Is that all'? Did you think I was going to let you walk out of here after only making me come once? You haven't even fucked me yet.

[--since this is December, the month in which Ranpo was Dealing With Some Shit™, he has no chill atm. He knew he'd be facing an Iris' stamina when he invited him over, and fucking until he can't move sounds like a pretty damn good time.]

[lightningruins]

You'd be surprised what some people are into. [Some people are not expecting the stamina the Iris moon brings.]

[sweetsleuth]

I feel like that should be my line. So you're into cats, huh?

[Cats, catboys, same diff.]

[lightningruins]

You're the one with these ears. [He says, reaching up to tug on one.] Don't act so surprised that people are into catboys.

1/3

[sweetsleuth]

[EAR TWITCHES wow he said don't pull the ears!]

Well, I guess I shouldn't be surprised anymore. But say, if you're a bat right now, then that makes us Batman and--

[sweetsleuth]

[Cat... man? Wait shit it wasn't Catman it was--]

[...]

[sweetsleuth]

--so anyway, are we still doing this or are we just gonna chatter all night?

[Just pretend that didn't happen ok ok]

[lightningruins]

Batman and...? [PROMPTING. HE'S PROMPTING THIS ONE. he knows exactly what the right answer is here.

sometimes the urge to be a little shit is stronger than even the Iris urge to bang.]