[ see? of course he's here for that. idk what she expected. for a moment there, she thought he cared.
(she knows he does though, in his own roundabout way. the people in brimstone may not communicate like normal human beings most of the time, but she knows.) ]
I didn't, did I...
[ she was joking at the time?? she didn't think he was able to take all those guys down in such a short timeframe, but he sure proved her wrong. what is with the overpowered assassins in this world...?!
she sighs. you know what, she's been aching for it too. might as well. ]
[ well, that immediately stirred something in her. toji must be that worked up if he just cut to the chase like that instead of just sexting her. not that it'd help cure whatever tf he has going on rn...
sighing, she pads off towards the brimstone hallway, and once she sees that the coast is clear, she knocks on toji's door. they may be next-door neighbors, but she absolutely doesn't want to give other people ideas on why she's even visiting him in the middle of the day. ]
[ She’s here, but thankfully, Toji is a lot more prepared than he has been with her before, his room stocked with plenty of condoms and lubricant. He’s got a small box of assorted things to use, but he’s not sure if that’s the vibe (heh vibe) tonight. They’ve not discussed much of adding stuff like this into the bedroom, but it doesn’t hurt to have it nearby just in case.
The door opens, he’s already just in his undergarments… and he instantly drapes his arm around her shoulders to guide her inside. The door shuts, locks, and without any kind of verbal communication, Toji leans down and over, going straight to kiss along her ear, her cheek, and grabbing her face firmly with his other hand, he catches her roughly on the lips.
Something about him seems a little different tonight; like he’s typically very mouthy with expressing his dirty thoughts and wants, but instead he’s just going for it. ]
[ he just goes right for it, and honestly? she appreciates that about him. he doesn't beat around the bush, he immediately lets her know what he really wants out whenever they get together like this. makes her feel less awkward about their arrangement now that they're doing this more often.
so she readily parts her lips for him, letting him explore her mouth in return as she reaches up to hold on to his shoulder for support. he's... definitely a rougher kisser compared to the last person she kissed very recently, and she's not sure which one she prefers most, but she absolutely doesn't want to think about comparisons right now. in fact, she just doesn't want to think about anything else at all. why else was she eager to come here without any complain this time.
she has to break the kiss at some point to catch her breath though, licking away at the one strand of drool that connected their lips together for a brief moment. she's trying oh so hard to be cool about this, but there's really no hiding the blush starting to form on her cheeks as she stares at him. ]
Not even a hello? You really must be desperate more than usual. [ haha. ]
[ He is a rough kisser, but this time, it’s especially aggressive, as if he was holding back a large wave for the longest time. As Ishmael catches her breath and speaks, Toji doesn’t say anything, settling his hand on her shoulder and cornering her against the wall— the door, even, if she will allow it.
His hand pulls aside her long, curtain-like hair and his mouth latches right onto her neck, already marking her with a hickey, hand twisting in her hair and pulling back slightly to reveal more skin. ]
I don’t need to say hello.
[ For a moment, it seems like that flirtatious and smug front he always has is gone. He seems frustrated— something is off. But maybe as soon as Ishmael notices it, she will feel his lips smile against her skin, green eyes giving her their playful gaze. ]
Or rather, there are better ways to say hello, is there not?
[ The hand that is holding her hair releases, soothing warmly over the round of her shoulder until he goes in to grope the roundness of one of her breasts. ]
[ doing it against the door is risky, even with the elaborate locks. anyone could be walking down the halls and past the door, not knowing what goes on in the other side. moreover, having toji tower over her like this is making her feel small, but that's not necessarily a bad thing.
she shudders at the mouth on her neck, letting out a short whine when he sucks on the skin there. she can only hope she can hide them as best as she can, but even then his demeanor has been really off since entering here. she returns his playful look with a watchful eye -- one she can't maintain for too long anyway as he fondles at her breast, her knees bucking with every stroke. ]
What's... gotten into you today...?
[ her breath comes out in a shaky whisper as her hand travels down to grope at the front of his underwear, sliding in to wrap her hand around his cock with callused fingers. he's already hot and hard even though they've barely done anything yet, which is very odd? but maybe he's just pent up more than usual, or he watched porn or something and wanted a piece of action. it doesn't really matter -- he's here to get off, and she has to help him. ]
[ Sorry, Ishmael. He's a biter, and the neck is one of his favorite places to mark up. He knows it probably feels good for her too, so he plants another one, more towards the back of her neck after he's moved some of that heavy, copper colored hair out of the way. She can probably feel his throat vibrating as she touches him, and it's true, he's already so hard. He thinks he'll be able to have several orgasms tonight.
At the question, though, he pulls his mouth from her bruised skin, heavy eyelids forming a curtain over dull green eyes. ]
Who cares.
[ Nobody. Nobody ever does, usually, and he isn't about to open up and talk about his feelings while he's doing something like this. Toji knows that if he's being too rough, Ishmael will speak up. They've done this several times already.
Toji backs up a little, giving her a little more space and his hand settles on her shoulders, trying to encourage her down on her knees while the wall is still behind her. He'll also assist in whatever way to undress her top, wanting to at least see her chest and shoulders while she's doing this. ]
[ he's so not sorry at all, what with how he went all this way to leave a mark on her nape, a place where most people wouldn't think twice to look into because of her massive hair. it's how she finds out that she's awfully sensitive there, her legs almost giving up on her as the kiss snacks down her spine and settles between her legs.
with this, it takes little resistance for her to get down on her knees, letting him peel off her shirt to reveal a simple black bra. before anything else though, she pulls off a hairtie from her wrist and starts pulling her hair back into a ponytail -- wouldn't want to get hair while she slobbers all over his dick, now. she's not yet taking her bra off, as she shifts closer to toji and reaches her hand in to bring his cock out.
this isn't the first time she's seen it, but she's never gotten over how big it is, and he is right when he said that she wants to -- very badly. wrapping her hand around his length, she starts with a series of licks on the tip, savoring the salty taste of precum that's starting to leak from it before laving her tongue down the underside of his cock towards the base for a bit of attention there, before going up again to leave a couple of kisses on the tip. lather, rinse, repeat, and once his cock is completely rock-hard and wet to the touch, she wraps her lips around him and starts sucking slowly, eyes fluttering shut as she begins to lose herself in this haze of lust.
that's right, she thinks as her hands move to his thighs to grip him there, as she carefully lowers her mouth to take more of his cock in. there's nothing else that matters right now. only his immaculate body and her own carnal needs. ]
[That's more like it. Don't ask about his mental state or his emotions right now; there's a lot going on up there (and it's about to get worse when he comes back from his canon update.) He loved that Ishmael could just do stuff like this with him without much of a second thought, and it reminded him of other girls he has had a purely physical relationship with in the past. That's all that Ishmael was to him.. so he's pretty certain of. He's not really interested in testing if that lies true or not right now.
In fact, right now, all he cares about is that sweet, slobbery heat of a yearning mouth, smoothly sliding up and down his pulsating shaft. Ishmael will feel each and every stiff vein he has when she finally engulfs him, twitching as he is shameless to let out a heavy sigh, voice low, nearly humming. The tension from her sucking makes his knees buckle, but he secures himself with his arm against the wall behind her. The other arm, it reaches down to grab that heavy ponytail of hers, and when he feels like she's confident with her movements and her mouth is loose, he thrusts, just a few times to check her reflex, nails curling against her scalp. There's nothing he wants to say or talk about even if he can be talkative during sex. Tonight it's different. Tonight he's actively trying to get his mind off of something. ]
[ it's strange, not gonna lie. usually he'd be relaying all sorts of dirty talk by now, or even words of praise the more she gets more into this. she is nothing if not diligent, after all. but it's looking like he isn't interested in anything else but getting off right now, and while ishmael doesn't find anything wrong with that, it's just... weird, is all. the more you spend time with a person, the more you notice these things that are just a little off.
she doesn't have any room to think too deeply about that right now, though -- not with how eager he is to fuck her mouth already. she moans around him as he thrusts, tilting her mouth slightly to help accommodate him some more without choking herself on it. her reflex should be fine, so long as he doesn't hit the back of her throat right away, and she is starting to get accustomed to his taste and texture as well as drool trickles down her chin. her hands both grip at his thighs as he fucks into her throat, her legs instinctively closing the more heat builds up inside her. this is bad. she's already beginning to lose herself, one eye opening up to watch him unravel. ]
[ It felt nice. It always did. He could close his eyes around Ishmael and be exposed and vulnerable like this with her, it was freeing.. and yet. And yet.. he didn't know much about her. What were her favorite things? Favorite foods? Colors? Was she a winter or summer girl? He didn't know because it didn't matter. The extent of their relationship was just this .. (and maybe some friendship, but he's also not thinking about that right now.) It made stuff like this so easy. If she somehow got to see the dark and icky parts of him, would he care? He wouldn't, because she doesn't matter to him like that. It wouldn't hurt if she cut him out of her life, and that's what makes this so easy.
He's already spilling pre all in her mouth as his hips rut in and out, back and forth, mind-numbing for them both. It's a bit too rough towards the end of it and Ishmael's got only a wall of support behind her and the security of his firm hand in her hair, and it's a bit fast before he releases all in her mouth without warning-- and excessive amount that probably seeps from the corners of her mouth with pressure that splatters all over his own crotch. The noise he makes sounds like a strained noise with a sigh, and then, laughing because it feels so good to do it; to just get to the point and have satisfaction like that. He could have edged himself and encouraged to be patient to come harder, but he just wanted to feel something.. anything right away to distract him from his inner feelings and thoughts.
He pulls his soft, leaking cock out and turns her head upwards with his hand to get a good look at her face. My god, he loves it. ]
[ ishmael can handle rough, sure. in most cases, she even likes it. it only means the other party is really getting into it, and so long as they properly communicate, no one can get hurt. so what if toji's only using her mouth to get off? it's not like she hasn't been doing the same to him in return. their relationship has never been so superficial, and she'd like to keep it that way as much as possible. the last thing she wants is to get attached again, like what she's starting to do with --
well, before she can finish that thought, toji stills her head as he spills into her mouth, and ishmael is doing all she can to swallow every last drop, placing a hand under her chin to catch any drop of cum just in case. that was more than enough to snap her out of thinking of someone else, from the roughness to his taste, and she wearily looks back at him as he grasps her chin to face him.
she's beautiful like this, huh. she flushes, but mostly from all the sucking she had to do more than anything. ]
You've had... your fill, right? [ her hands find his and tugs at them, urging him to help her up to her feet. her legs are still trembling from how hot that was and how wet she's becoming. ] Now's my turn.
[ Ishmael is always surprising to him, he's noticing, and maybe that's why he likes coming (heh) to her so often to do stuff like this. A part of him does wonder what kind of world she comes from to make her feisty like this, but he can only imagine. It's probably some place really bad.
Toji steadies his footing and allows her to climb up to her feet, serving as something to hold or lean onto. He has an idea of several things he could do right now, but he's mostly curious to see what she wants. ]
Oh? Am I being too greedy right now? I have a feeling you like it when I'm greedy, especially with your body, Ishmael.
[ truly the understatement of the year. though to be absolutely fair to ishmael, it's not like she's never been touched. she'd hugged and mingled with other people before coming here. she had friends, even. but having sex is different and exciting, especially if it is with someone who knows what he's doing. she's learning a lot from him because of this.
though as to whether she likes him enough... that's also different. ]
...Obviously.
[ it's not necessarily a bad thing, though. nothing bad about being wanted this much, even if it's all physicality and nothing else. she then turns around so that she's facing the wall, her hand reaching for his cock and stroking it again as she eases him back between her legs, her inner thighs warm and slick with her fluids. if this doesn't get him to harden again, well... there are other ways. ]
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2/2 🔞 sighs
[ yeah, no time for being sappy. ]
you never came through with your promise over that bet that i won
🥰
(she knows he does though, in his own roundabout way. the people in brimstone may not communicate like normal human beings most of the time, but she knows.) ]
I didn't, did I...
[ she was joking at the time?? she didn't think he was able to take all those guys down in such a short timeframe, but he sure proved her wrong. what is with the overpowered assassins in this world...?!
she sighs. you know what, she's been aching for it too. might as well. ]
I'll come over. Where do you want me?
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i'll get everything ready
[ and then: ]
on your knees is where i want you
[ he's in a particular mood ... ]
> action
sighing, she pads off towards the brimstone hallway, and once she sees that the coast is clear, she knocks on toji's door. they may be next-door neighbors, but she absolutely doesn't want to give other people ideas on why she's even visiting him in the middle of the day. ]
I'm here, open up.
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The door opens, he’s already just in his undergarments… and he instantly drapes his arm around her shoulders to guide her inside. The door shuts, locks, and without any kind of verbal communication, Toji leans down and over, going straight to kiss along her ear, her cheek, and grabbing her face firmly with his other hand, he catches her roughly on the lips.
Something about him seems a little different tonight; like he’s typically very mouthy with expressing his dirty thoughts and wants, but instead he’s just going for it. ]
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so she readily parts her lips for him, letting him explore her mouth in return as she reaches up to hold on to his shoulder for support. he's... definitely a rougher kisser compared to the last person she kissed very recently, and she's not sure which one she prefers most, but she absolutely doesn't want to think about comparisons right now. in fact, she just doesn't want to think about anything else at all. why else was she eager to come here without any complain this time.
she has to break the kiss at some point to catch her breath though, licking away at the one strand of drool that connected their lips together for a brief moment. she's trying oh so hard to be cool about this, but there's really no hiding the blush starting to form on her cheeks as she stares at him. ]
Not even a hello? You really must be desperate more than usual. [ haha. ]
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His hand pulls aside her long, curtain-like hair and his mouth latches right onto her neck, already marking her with a hickey, hand twisting in her hair and pulling back slightly to reveal more skin. ]
I don’t need to say hello.
[ For a moment, it seems like that flirtatious and smug front he always has is gone. He seems frustrated— something is off. But maybe as soon as Ishmael notices it, she will feel his lips smile against her skin, green eyes giving her their playful gaze. ]
Or rather, there are better ways to say hello, is there not?
[ The hand that is holding her hair releases, soothing warmly over the round of her shoulder until he goes in to grope the roundness of one of her breasts. ]
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she shudders at the mouth on her neck, letting out a short whine when he sucks on the skin there. she can only hope she can hide them as best as she can, but even then his demeanor has been really off since entering here. she returns his playful look with a watchful eye -- one she can't maintain for too long anyway as he fondles at her breast, her knees bucking with every stroke. ]
What's... gotten into you today...?
[ her breath comes out in a shaky whisper as her hand travels down to grope at the front of his underwear, sliding in to wrap her hand around his cock with callused fingers. he's already hot and hard even though they've barely done anything yet, which is very odd? but maybe he's just pent up more than usual, or he watched porn or something and wanted a piece of action. it doesn't really matter -- he's here to get off, and she has to help him. ]
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At the question, though, he pulls his mouth from her bruised skin, heavy eyelids forming a curtain over dull green eyes. ]
Who cares.
[ Nobody. Nobody ever does, usually, and he isn't about to open up and talk about his feelings while he's doing something like this. Toji knows that if he's being too rough, Ishmael will speak up. They've done this several times already.
Toji backs up a little, giving her a little more space and his hand settles on her shoulders, trying to encourage her down on her knees while the wall is still behind her. He'll also assist in whatever way to undress her top, wanting to at least see her chest and shoulders while she's doing this. ]
Suck me off. I know you want to.
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with this, it takes little resistance for her to get down on her knees, letting him peel off her shirt to reveal a simple black bra. before anything else though, she pulls off a hairtie from her wrist and starts pulling her hair back into a ponytail -- wouldn't want to get hair while she slobbers all over his dick, now. she's not yet taking her bra off, as she shifts closer to toji and reaches her hand in to bring his cock out.
this isn't the first time she's seen it, but she's never gotten over how big it is, and he is right when he said that she wants to -- very badly. wrapping her hand around his length, she starts with a series of licks on the tip, savoring the salty taste of precum that's starting to leak from it before laving her tongue down the underside of his cock towards the base for a bit of attention there, before going up again to leave a couple of kisses on the tip. lather, rinse, repeat, and once his cock is completely rock-hard and wet to the touch, she wraps her lips around him and starts sucking slowly, eyes fluttering shut as she begins to lose herself in this haze of lust.
that's right, she thinks as her hands move to his thighs to grip him there, as she carefully lowers her mouth to take more of his cock in. there's nothing else that matters right now. only his immaculate body and her own carnal needs. ]
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In fact, right now, all he cares about is that sweet, slobbery heat of a yearning mouth, smoothly sliding up and down his pulsating shaft. Ishmael will feel each and every stiff vein he has when she finally engulfs him, twitching as he is shameless to let out a heavy sigh, voice low, nearly humming. The tension from her sucking makes his knees buckle, but he secures himself with his arm against the wall behind her. The other arm, it reaches down to grab that heavy ponytail of hers, and when he feels like she's confident with her movements and her mouth is loose, he thrusts, just a few times to check her reflex, nails curling against her scalp. There's nothing he wants to say or talk about even if he can be talkative during sex. Tonight it's different. Tonight he's actively trying to get his mind off of something. ]
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she doesn't have any room to think too deeply about that right now, though -- not with how eager he is to fuck her mouth already. she moans around him as he thrusts, tilting her mouth slightly to help accommodate him some more without choking herself on it. her reflex should be fine, so long as he doesn't hit the back of her throat right away, and she is starting to get accustomed to his taste and texture as well as drool trickles down her chin. her hands both grip at his thighs as he fucks into her throat, her legs instinctively closing the more heat builds up inside her. this is bad. she's already beginning to lose herself, one eye opening up to watch him unravel. ]
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He's already spilling pre all in her mouth as his hips rut in and out, back and forth, mind-numbing for them both. It's a bit too rough towards the end of it and Ishmael's got only a wall of support behind her and the security of his firm hand in her hair, and it's a bit fast before he releases all in her mouth without warning-- and excessive amount that probably seeps from the corners of her mouth with pressure that splatters all over his own crotch. The noise he makes sounds like a strained noise with a sigh, and then, laughing because it feels so good to do it; to just get to the point and have satisfaction like that. He could have edged himself and encouraged to be patient to come harder, but he just wanted to feel something.. anything right away to distract him from his inner feelings and thoughts.
He pulls his soft, leaking cock out and turns her head upwards with his hand to get a good look at her face. My god, he loves it. ]
You're so beautiful when you're a mess.
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well, before she can finish that thought, toji stills her head as he spills into her mouth, and ishmael is doing all she can to swallow every last drop, placing a hand under her chin to catch any drop of cum just in case. that was more than enough to snap her out of thinking of someone else, from the roughness to his taste, and she wearily looks back at him as he grasps her chin to face him.
she's beautiful like this, huh. she flushes, but mostly from all the sucking she had to do more than anything. ]
You've had... your fill, right? [ her hands find his and tugs at them, urging him to help her up to her feet. her legs are still trembling from how hot that was and how wet she's becoming. ] Now's my turn.
don't perceive the time stamps
Toji steadies his footing and allows her to climb up to her feet, serving as something to hold or lean onto. He has an idea of several things he could do right now, but he's mostly curious to see what she wants. ]
Oh? Am I being too greedy right now? I have a feeling you like it when I'm greedy, especially with your body, Ishmael.
i do not see.....
though as to whether she likes him enough... that's also different. ]
...Obviously.
[ it's not necessarily a bad thing, though. nothing bad about being wanted this much, even if it's all physicality and nothing else. she then turns around so that she's facing the wall, her hand reaching for his cock and stroking it again as she eases him back between her legs, her inner thighs warm and slick with her fluids. if this doesn't get him to harden again, well... there are other ways. ]
So don't you dare hold back on me now. Come on...