((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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[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. ]

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[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. ]

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[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.

[motorcycle_noises]

So do you.

[ The words are breathy, his arousal laced throughout. ]

I want to— I want to keep touching you.

[dismemberthename]

I want you. I want you to keep touching me, and I want to keep touching you.

[nuzzles him]

Do you have a limit?

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Tatsuya shakes his head slowly. ]

I just want... I want to feel good, I want you to feel good.

[ I want to stop feeling lonely for five minutes. ]

[dismemberthename]

Okay.

[softly, nuzzling him more]

D'you have a condom?

[motorcycle_noises]

[ He nuzzles Sudoh back. ]

I kept the one that they gave us before.

[ He didn't think he'd actually need it, though. ]

[dismemberthename]

Better safe than sorry.

[presses a kiss to the corner of his mouth, then steps back.

and... looks at him, really looks at him, all debauched with is jacket open. and visibly appreciates what he sees.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ The condom is in his drawer by his bed, but Tatsuya doesn't think he can walk that far away from Sudoh right now— especially not with the way he's looking at Tatsuya, a look that somehow makes him feel hot and shivery all at once. He lets his jacket slide off of him to the ground— Sudoh might notice a nasty scar on the right side of Tatsuya's back if he looks, old but definitely bad. But then, Sudoh's certainly got his own scars.

And then Tatsuya's touching Sudoh again, fingers brushing against nipples and his teeth gently nibbling at Sudoh's earlobe. Touching, experimenting— testing Sudoh's reactions. ]

[dismemberthename]

Suou...

[softly, not chiding him, and in fact arching to press into his touches a little more firmly, a breathy sigh escaping him.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Tatsuya moves from Sudoh's earlobe, pressing several kisses along his jawline before his lips meet with Sudoh's again. All the while, he continues toying with Sudoh's nipples, enjoying that breathy reaction. His hips rock subtly towards Sudoh, wanting to relieve the aching pressure between his legs, but he doesn't want to stop what he's doing. ]

[dismemberthename]

[Sudoh settles his hands on Tatsuya's hips, tugging him a little closer and sliding a thigh between his, giving him something to grind against, kissing him warmly.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Oh fuck, having something to grind against feels amazing and Tatsuya lets out a gasp against Sudoh's mouth. He's only disoriented by the pleasure for a moment though before he's back to kissing Sudoh with a fervor, grinding against him in rhythm with the motions against Sudoh's nipples. ]

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[oh, he likes that reaction, pressing his thigh harsher against the bulge in Tatsuya's pants, hands skating back to grip his ass firmly.]

[motorcycle_noises]

Oh f—

[ Tatsuya barely manages to bite back the swear as Sudoh presses his thigh into him. The kiss that follows right after very much assures that it's not a bad thing though, need and arousal driving him as one of his hands starts dipping down lower, rubbing at the point between Sudoh's legs through the pants he's wearing. ]

[dismemberthename]

[Sudoh is wet enough that Tatsuya can feel moisture there, even through his pants. A situation that's aided by Sudoh not actually wearing any kind of underwear. But he groans into the kiss, kneading at Tatsuya's butt encouragingly.]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Oh. That's— that's because of him, Sudoh is wet and- and possibly not wearing any underwear, which Tatsuya suddenly has a burning desire to find out. But despite his desperate desire to lose himself in Sudoh, he also doesn't want to rush any of this. So he holds off on that for now, instead slowly moving his hand back and forth against Sudoh's pants.

Deliriously, he thinks he might want to grab that condom soon. ]