((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]

Need you...

[Sudoh's pants are easy at least. Once the tie is undone, they're loose enough to just sort of slide off in voluminous layers of cloth. And that confirms Tatsuya's suspicions about underwear, too.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Tatsuya takes a quick moment to thank whatever deities that exist— not looking at you, Philemon or Nyarlathotep— that Sudoh's pants were at least easier than his sarashi had been. And the confirmation of Sudoh's lack of underwear leaves Tatsuya momentarily breathless with appreciation. Then he's slipping his own pants off, freeing an aching erection. He fumbles briefly with the condom, slipping it on before he returns to Sudoh.

He hovers over Sudoh for a moment, pressing kisses against his jaw before he enters Sudoh as smoothly as he's able to. The rush of pleasure is so intense that he can't even move at first, just stares at Sudoh in awe and wonder. ]

[dismemberthename]

[Sudoh moans low and rough when Tatsuya slides in, hooks a leg behind him as if to keep him there, seated deep within him. Then he's scrabbling to pull Tatsuya closer, to tug him down atop him, entirely needy for more contact.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Tatsuya's more than happy to comply, letting more of his weight press against Sudoh even as he starts rocking against Sudoh— shallowly at first, slow movements that send shivers down his spine. This is what he wanted— this is what he wanted, and it feels so amazing, Sudoh feels so amazing. The next kiss he presses against Sudoh's lips is hungry once again, desperate and wanting. I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I ]

[dismemberthename]

[Sudoh kisses back like he's drowning and Tatsuya is his only source of air, shifting with his thrusts, a little off rhythm. More like he's trying to keep him deep inside, rather than actually work with the pace Tatsuya is setting just yet.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Sudoh's movements might be breaking whatever rhythm Tatsuya is trying to find, but it's not as though he minds that. Anything that would make this last longer is more than fine by him, and besides— he likes the feeling of being deep inside of Sudoh, as deep as he can get. He lets out a moan of pleasure, though he doesn't stop kissing Sudoh to free it. Instead, he lets it rumble through him, vibrating through his chest. ]

[dismemberthename]

[The rumble is interesting, fainter for Sudoh but an almost ticklish feeling, amidst all the other sensation he's facing. It pulls a breathless laugh from him, a smile into the kiss, and he winds his fingers into Tatsuya's hair, tugging and arching against him, settling into an actually matching rhythm.]

[motorcycle_noises]

Oh...

[ It's a breathy sigh as Tatsuya thrusts into Sudoh— slowly, because despite how desperate he is for more, he wants this to last and he knows he'll end things quickly if he gives into those urges. He doesn't need experience to recognize that. Besides that, it's a delicious contrast to the hungry kisses he keeps giving Sudoh. ]

Sudoh....

[dismemberthename]

Suou... [mumbling against his mouth, voice fond, if strained, as he keeps pace.] You're so warm...

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Warm? He feels like he's on fire, burning up but only in the most delicious of ways. It somehow feels appropriate in this moment that his Persona's element is fire. ]

You feel so good....

[ The words seem so inadequate for how he feels, waves of deliciousness running through him at every thrust. ]

Still don't wanna stop touching you.

[ Does that make sense? He hopes it does. ]

[dismemberthename]

Then don't stop. Please, don't stop.

[His voice nearly cracks as he's saying it, desperation bleeding through again, jerking up against him as if to make his point.]

[motorcycle_noises]

I won't stop.

[ Tatsuya punctuates the comment with a kiss and a particularly intense thrust, rocking into Sudoh as deeply as he's able. As if he's trying to blur the line between the two of them, until there's just them as one in this moment. I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I need you I ]

[dismemberthename]

[okay, yeah, that's exactly what Sudoh wants from this. so much closeness and sensation that it feels like nothing could claw them apart. he cries out against Tatsuya's mouth, coming, shaking apart around and under him.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ It's the feeling of Sudoh orgasming around him that sets of Tatsuya's own climax, holding Sudoh against him as he moans in ecstasy, losing himself in the moment and in Sudoh. ]

[dismemberthename]

[Sudoh rides it out quietly after that initial cry, clutching at Tatsuya hard enough to leave bruises along his back and sides, at the very least managing not to dig his nails in.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Tatsuya can already tell that it's going to bruise, but he wouldn't stop Sudoh for anything right now. It's not until the last of his orgasm is wrung out that he collapses on top of Sudoh, not quite pulling out yet even as he starts to soften. ]

[dismemberthename]

[honestly latching onto him like some sort of octopus as he catches his breath, desperate for as much contact as he can get.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ That's okay. He's distantly aware he needs to take this condom off, but also the idea of separating from Sudoh long enough to do that sounds like the worst sort of hell in this moment. He'd rather continue to hold onto him. ]

[dismemberthename]

[It can wait. Everything can wait, right now. Sssshhhh, only cuddles as they wind down.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ That sounds perfect to Tatsuya. He meant it when he said he doesn't want to stop touching Sudoh yet. ]

[dismemberthename]

[They can do that for a pretty long time, but eventually Sudoh starts nudging Tatsuya onto his side.]

[motorcycle_noises]

...Sorry.

[ The way he says it is almost drowsy, and he rolls onto his side, moving his hand just enough to finally remove that condom and toss it into the trash. (It lands, fortunately for everyone involved.) ]

[dismemberthename]

No worries.

[Sudoh rolls onto his side as well, and tangles their legs together comfortably.]

[motorcycle_noises]

...Thank you for coming here with me.

[dismemberthename]

Pretty sure it was a team effort.

[sorry, he couldn't resist. nuzzles in close, though, to kiss him again, gentle.]

Thanks for inviting me.