((IC: Nope's Peak— Day 3, Making Out With Sudoh))

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Tatsuya couldn't quite stop touching Sudoh the entire time they were heading for the dormitory— mostly just holding his hand, because he remembered his sense of decency somewhere along the way.

Well, sort of. The moment his door closes behind him, Tatsuya leans in and starts kissing Sudoh again. ]

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[dismemberthename]

[Sudoh spent the whole walk about as close to Tatsuya as he could be without being OPENLY LEWD, so handholding really helped there. But once the door is closed, all bets are absolutely off, and he's hauling Tatsuya firmly up against him again, kissing him fiercely.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Tatsuya's tangling his left hand back in Sudoh's hair again while the right one is pressing him against Tatsuya's body. He's pouring every ounce of needy, desperate want into that kiss, please don't stop please don't stop don't stop don't stop don't ]

[dismemberthename]

[It resonates all too close to home, that frantic loneliness, the need to drown it in something physical, something real, with someone kind... He's been here. He's here now. It's so easy to lose himself in this, and he wants to, but... But he's walling Tatsuya again, breaking the kiss again, staying close.] I need. I need to tell you something.

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Tatsuya breathes heavily, his cheeks flushed with arousal than his all-too-frequent embarrassment. ]

Wh.. What is it?

[dismemberthename]

I'm a man. Not... not physically, obviously, but...

[he shouldn't be this terrified of saying it in this situation, but it's precisely because he's in this situation that it's terrifying. he knows Tatsuya likes men, he knows that, but it's one thing to like men and another thing to find out someone you've been making out with is one, after you've already...

it's terrifying, basically.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Honestly, it takes Tatsuya a moment to remember that this isn't even Sudoh's normal body before— Oh yeah, he mentioned that before. So instead, his only question is: ]

...Are you comfortable with this?

[ He doesn't even know where this is leading, if they're even going to do more than make out, but— he has to know if it's okay. ]

[dismemberthename]

[surprised? somehow.]

...That's what I'm asking you, Suou.

[honorifics dropped for you too!!!]

[motorcycle_noises]

Didn't I say it before? I like you, woman or man.

[dismemberthename]

[oh]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Tatsuya traces Sudoh's jawline with his thumb. ]

I appreciate you telling me. I do prefer to know, but I also want to make sure that you know.

[ And then he presses another kiss against Sudoh's lips, a more gentle one. ]

[dismemberthename]

You're... really something, you know...

[but kissing him back, warm instead of desperate. kind of wet though.]

[motorcycle_noises]

I could say the same about you.

[ He doesn't quite break away from Sudoh as he says it, instead murmuring the words against his lips. ]

[dismemberthename]

You're so kind...

[nuzzles him a little, gently and affectionately.]

I'm comfortable. With this, and you.

[motorcycle_noises]

Okay.

[ Tatsuya presses another quick, gentle kiss against Sudoh's lips. ]

....Okay.

[ And the next kiss has a little bit more of that needy hunger creeping back in. ]

[dismemberthename]

[Sudoh matches it for him, actually making a hungry little sound deep in his chest now that they're properly in private, now that they've sorted out that Tatsuya wants him.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Something in that hungry little sound snaps every last ounce of Tatsuya's self-control, and he's pressing desperately into Sudoh, the hand that had previously been resting on Sudoh's back dipping towards his ass, clenching it, trying to get closer, closer as a hungry sound of his own escapes from him. ]

[dismemberthename]

[Sudoh is pulling back just enough to be able to shove his hands under Tatsuya's shirt, feel bare skin with his calloused fingertips]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Spoilers: He's not actually wearing a shirt under his motorcycle jacket.

Tatsuya's breathing hitches momentarily at that and he shivers, dipping the hand tangled in Sudoh's hair steadily downwards. Does he have any idea what he's doing? Not a damned clue, but he figures "whatever feels good" is a good start. ]

[dismemberthename]

[He can slip his hand under the wolf pelt pretty easily, but it still presents a large, fluffy obstacle if he comes at it from the wrong angle.

Sudoh takes the opportunity to open up Tatsuya's jacket though, once he realizes just how few layers he has to worry about there.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Tatsuya does in fact come at it from the wrong angle at first before he adjusts how he's going at the problem. He traces at the upper edge of Sudoh's sarashi. Which he has no damned clue how to deal with.

...Well, at least he's still solidly figured out kissing, which he hasn't relented at all in. ]

[dismemberthename]

[Sudoh catches onto the problem pretty fast. shifts one of his hands to untuck the end of his sarashi, letting it loosen and show just how strapped down his breasts are in the first place. All the while, kissing Tatsuya warmly and sliding his hand up his belly.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Bless you Sudoh.

That being said, once Sudoh's admittedly impressive breasts are freed, he traces his hand down them until he gets to a nipple and gently draws circles around it. His breathing hitches again at the feeling of Sudoh's hands against his belly, a warm but pleasant ache forming inside of him. ]

[dismemberthename]

[Sudoh makes a satisfied noise, encouraging Tatsuya to keep touching him like that, sliding a hand up further to toy with his nipples in turn.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Tatsuya is almost embarrassingly grateful that one of them knows what they're doing. He runs his thumb over Sudoh's nipple experimentally, seeing if he likes that. When Sudoh starts toying with his own nipples, a groan escapes his lips even as he doesn't break away from kissing still. ]

[dismemberthename]

[Sudoh does break the kiss after a few moments of this, dragging his mouth down to Tatsuya's jawline, nibbling gently, speaking softly into his ear.]

That feels nice.