[ Akechi, you don’t have to “admit” to having a boner when minutes before you were happily plowing the artist. It’s fine. Ren’s concern the first few months they were here was to get Akechi to accept that attraction and sex weren’t the end of the world, so if he slept with Yusuke several times of his own accord it had to mean there was progress. Ren is happy for him.
At the mention of insubordination Ren has to laugh a little, a lightheadedness owed to his earlier activities making Ren oddly giddy. ]
If you’re about to make a sloppy seconds comment I’ll show you how energetic I can be when I put you through the mattress face first.
[ Ren’s hesitation is burning off fast as the hunger for his rival thrums louder, more present in his core. He opens the front of Akechi’s pants just enough to get a hand inside, slipping around his cock while the rest of Ren’s brain is fixated on the other boy’s mouth, denied even a single solitary kiss since he got back.
He leans forward, the words gusting hotly against Akechi as he tries to tug Akechi to full attention. ]
I hope you’ll be giving me more than two hours to start with.
[Progress that he'd take forever to admit. Still, such a monumental effort as far as he was concerned. His eyes meet Ren's, eyebrows raising slightly at that comment. Is that a challenge?]
You're going to try and rough-handle me? Ha ha ha! Good luck.
[His smirk is only briefly stopped when Ren just dug himself into his pants, deflating his ego just enough for him to look surprised. Someone might be even more horny than he is. He's already getting hard from the touching. It's just so different with him than others; the constant pulling and the tug of war, in this case literally.
As usual, he doesn't really try something knew except to reply back with the same energy, removing his rival's belt with a swift motion of his free hand, tossing it aside before doing the same and going to down.
He has to answer too, even if he's fighting to keep himself controlled. It's a lot harder with Ren than with Yusuke, he is quickly finding out.]
Hmmm, we'll have to see...
[And then their lips touch as he closes that gap. He can smell him even more up this close, breathing in, a stark contrast tot he first time they had done it.
[ The lovely thing about Akechi is that he actively tries not to change, so his stubbornness to reject sex altogether at first lent itself to a budding vulnerability to full frontal assaults. So Ren had learned, anyway; it’s cute to watch Akechi momentarily lose the thread just because now there’s a hand on his dick, and how he puts up fronts and calls Ren’s wagers - THAT is the contradictory magnetism that keeps drawing the thief back to him. ]
Guess we will...ngh...
[ Look - don’t judge. For as much time as he spent fooling around with Yusuke something insatiable has bitten Ren to the point that he’s mildly worried that he might have accidentally eaten an aphrodisiac somewhere along the way. They’ve all been there, right? As far as he knows it’s merely a healthy sexual appetite that sees Ren pushing eagerly into Akechi’s palm, chasing the spark that drives his lust.
Ren goes from wanting to kiss Akechi so badly, visualizing it and building the sensation from reconstituted bits of memory that when it turns into the real thing Ren hums happily, just a hint of roughness near the end. Maybe he recognizes the position too, recalling all those months back through touch memory. The only difference now is that his hands don’t shake so much.
His long fingers extend and brush past the delightful heat of Akechi’s balls to instead tease and push his middle finger at his entrance, no more seriousness to the trespass as the positions will allow for now. But Ren breaks the kiss and locks eyes with Akechi, heady with arousal already. ]
[Akechi can't say he doesn't like this, at least. He might not have the same type of appetite as Ren does, but the chase against his rival is a thrill unto itself. The kiss is messy, but it is mercifully stopped before his fangs come out and he ends up biting the lips. Instead he just moans, a little more animalistic than Ren might have heard him from before.
His hand isn't going down like Ren, but it is moving up and down, appreciating his cock for all it is. It is a very stark difference, both of their boldness being amplified by their desires.
It's only when Ren goes exploring that he lets out a yelp. While he's performed it on Yusuke, he hasn't been the type to want to receive it. Yet it sends a jolt of lightning into his entire body, and Ren has barely done anything. As usual. Damn him for being him.]
At least get some lube if you're going to start exploring, you idiot.
[Wow. Look at him being all sexy. He locks eyes with him, his own face already flush...but the 'idiot' as he put so eloquently had to bring up the promise of being rough, while Akechi had an Ace up his sleeve. He grins, oh so very, very wide.]
I told you it's going to be hard.
[Playing his cards already is a bit too fast, and he knows he shouldn't. Yet Akechi's desire and deep want to prove himself even now is too much for him to ignore. In a single, swift motion, he moves himself to lay on the bed, and his other, still gloved hand is used to effortlessly put Ren on top of him. Yes, it does mean that Ren is on top, but that strength can't be normal. He looks pleased as punch about it too, waiting to see what Ren will say or do.]
[ The peak of romance, this Akechi guy. Can’t a guy tease a little~? You know, it’s healthy to give up control every once in a while and Ren would think Akechi would be happier if he got to receive some good dick every so often to see what he’s missing out on. Pretty as he is, a little pillow queening would look good on him...
Or Ren would pursue that line of action as quick as he’s been insulted over it, but then the funniest thing happens. Not funny ha-ha, but funny I-have-no-idea-what’s-happening when Akechi - Akechi. Absurdly powerful Persona user Akechi does no Persona invoking to speak of and yet he moves Ren atop him as though he were nothing more than a mewling kitten.
When Ren is lifted he instinctively pulls his hand out of Akechi’s pants and throws both out to balance himself, a gesture that winds is ultimately useless because Akechi apparently doesn’t need the help.
Ren’s arousal is a dull roar between his ears, face a mask of puzzlement as he looks between Akechi’s smug face to the arrangement they now find theirselves in, running back the tapes to figure out how they got here in the first place. ]
Okayyy...
[ Something clicks but doesn’t fall into place. Like the gears’ teeth almost catch perfectly but there remains an obstacle in the way, some unseen spanner that keeps the machinery from functioning. ]
[True, it did ruin the mood somewhat, as he had expected. Oh, but it was totally worth it, as far as Akechi was concerned, watching Ren's face morph into confusion. Ha! Take that for absolutely no reason except the fact that Akechi can be a dick! He laughs at how he should thank Yusuke for setting it up without saying anything else as well.]
Ahh yes. That's why I had asked before. Well I suppose dragging it on for too long would just make things worse.
[He'll get up on Ren's face tho, grinning as he tends to do when there's a hint of insanity behind it.]
I died while you were gone. A miscalculation on my part when people's shadow's became alive and attacked their progenitors. It would have been interesting to see yours...a shame, really.
Anyway. As they say, third time's the charm, right?
[And with THAT bomb of a news, he slumps on his pillow, his expression softening a little.]
But don't worry...I got better. Diva saved me. [Ren should at least in passing know her, he's pretty certain.] I think you can conclude what might have happened next.
[And before Ren can go all bleeding heart on him;]
I don't regret trying to stop her shadow. It barely changes anything as far as life goes. Nothing like weaknesses to sunlight, garlic or holy water. Well...apart from the fact that my appetite is out of control. [Here, he points to the apples.] Just one used to satiate me until supper.
[First it was by the hand, now he just gently pulls him closer by the collar so their heads can touch.]
Of course, I also have an appetite for something else too...especially after certain...activities.
[Congratulations, one of your boyfriends(?!) is a monster and he's sort of hornier for it(?!)]
[ As Akechi likely predicted, Ren goes through an emotional rollercoaster at breakneck speed from start to finish, barely absorbing one piece of information before they’re moving onto the next. He couldn’t say when he slumped back onto the tops of Akechi’s thighs, equal parts mute horror and concern, fingers knotting uselessly into the front of the other boy’s shirt.
But when he’s drawn forward he’s more or less succeeded in getting a handle on - whatever Akechi has enjoyed shocking out of him. Fear. Genuine compassion. The latter less so because he never seems to want anything to do with Ren’s bleeding heart, as he puts it, but regardless it’s there, announced in the gentle sensation of his hands then framing Akechi’s face and tilting him as though whatever changes he had undergone would be readily apparent.
Consternation knits his brow, conceding to himself that it’s a fruitless search, but that excuse to touch Goro in a tender context burns his fingertips where they meet the detective’s skin. Any such thing is more like striking a match than extinguishing his curiosity. ]
...I can’t leave you alone for five minutes without you getting in over your head. It’s a little impressive.
[ Finally Ren smirks, but it’s faint, permissive of glossing the gory details over for the time being. There are a lot of questions that he wants to ask, but somehow don’t seem the most pressing if Akechi is this at peace in his own skin. Ren...can’t complain?
Ren all but drapes himself over Akechi’s chest at this point, bracing himself over him with his arms bracketing in Akechi’s head, but Ren knows better than to think the position - or any that Akechi doesn’t like - is permanent for the moment. ]
So what I’m getting is: super strength, super appetite, super sexy. Gotcha.
[It is a little too soft as far as Akechi is concerned, and he looked a little confused as Ren 'handles' his face, as if he's looking for something. Then he laughs a little. Rude. But he sort of expects it. It's how they 'talk'.]
Truth be told, it was a little more than that. If it kept up, I am fairly certain that Yusuke would have gone mad. [Aaaamd certainly not Akechi cause that woud be dumb. Caring about people...PAH! But then he goes for the double-whammy as he looks over him and stumbles a little at the words.]
Super sexy?! [What?!] I can't even begin to think what drew you to that conclusion.
[But he does manage to add;]
You've always been a dominant in name only. This changes nothing.
[Oh please, it's not like you lost your previous battles Akechi. Now he's just egging him on.]
[ It’s a pretty face. Should be no surprise that Ren likes looking at it. Even less surprising is Akechi deflecting what it is he felt during Ren’s “leave”, but Ren isn’t here to bail water out of that particular sinking ship tonight, happy that he got to corner Akechi at all.
Instead he gets to tease him, which is all its own foreplay, really. ]
I worry that you’ve never been on the right internet forums.
[ Please tell him you’ve seen The Sound Of Water. PLEASE.
And oh, all that does is make Ren smile that smile he uses whenever his kindness is the sugar hiding the poison. ]
Akechi-kin, would you mind removing your shirt? I forget which one of us has a little tattoo that says “Ren Amamiya’s bitch” on it, courtesy of Duplicity.
[He's not quite certain what Ren is getting at, but goes with the flow, so to speak.]
I've seen forums that you wouldn't have access to. Trust me, I've read and seen far worse than whatever you mean.
[He has not and takes it a little too literally. But then, there's something about Ren's smile that gets him a little more riled up. As the words spill out of Ren's lips he blinks in surprise first at the request, and then the cutting words that end with the perfect insult to ruffle Akechi's feather ever-so-perfectly.]
You...
[It stings, despite the harsh truth of it all (even if not literally) and pushes Akechi to snarl at him, perhaps to remind Ren that he's not dealing with just a sword, but an atomic bomb. His fangs appear as his mouth opens. My, my what sharp teeth you have, Akechi. He doesn't really remove the shirt so much as push it upward but only for his back so that it is visible, but still covering his front. He then sits upright, both to push Ren a little lower, but also so that he can manifest the wings behind himself. The bat-like leathery wings spill on both sides of the bed. Just in case Ren thought he was kidding. His eyes glow red before they return to normal.]
[ The rest of the air rushes out of Ren’s lungs with a soft oof when his back hits the mattress flat. Akechi always did have a threatening aura about him in bed, an aggression that Ren took as pushback on his inexperience mingled with his resentment for Ren, smoldering embers fit to flare up with the right fuel.
Ren seemed to have found the right fuel. He’s seen this a bit - flashes of red and dark, incorporeal slashes of white and black as Loki pressed at the back of Akechi’s psyche. But this - this is new entirely.
It’s quiet in the wake of that challenge, more so because Ren if faintly taking in the wings and the glimmer of something bloodier than before. So it’s true, huh.
Slowly, an eye cast to Akechi’s face, Ren reaches a hand toward one wing, skimming lightly where its solid structure connects with the flat of Akechi’s back. An absentminded smile grows, reaching Ren’s eyes as he completely ignores the mortal danger he’s in while presses curious fingers into the heavier musculature that supports the wings, quietly taken in that moment. ]
[He was too easy to rile up, when one(1) Ren Amamiya was involved. He realized his stupidity mere seconds later, the odd contrast of silence that followed his outburst as his rival contemplated Akechi's wings.
Of course, leave it be for the Gentleman Phantom Thief to continue to throw safety out the window, moving close to him as Goro had dared to challenge him. It still is a relatively new sensation to feel warm hands touching the wings that wasn't the air when he flew. The smile upon Ren's face causing confusion as he poked and prodded, knowing full well Akechi could just fling him now if he really wanted.]
No. [His voice is low when he speaks. Almost like a growl rising from his throat.] Transformation is as painless as donning a Metaverse outfit...however there is an action to a reaction. The more I use it, the more...
[He can't help himself, with Ren being so close. The wing his rival is tending to closes almost like a cape around the other, as Akechi briefly moves his mouth at the other's neck. His fangs touch at the skin, but not piercing it before he pulls back, his breathe so close Ren would feel it on his skin.]
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At the mention of insubordination Ren has to laugh a little, a lightheadedness owed to his earlier activities making Ren oddly giddy. ]
If you’re about to make a sloppy seconds comment I’ll show you how energetic I can be when I put you through the mattress face first.
[ Ren’s hesitation is burning off fast as the hunger for his rival thrums louder, more present in his core. He opens the front of Akechi’s pants just enough to get a hand inside, slipping around his cock while the rest of Ren’s brain is fixated on the other boy’s mouth, denied even a single solitary kiss since he got back.
He leans forward, the words gusting hotly against Akechi as he tries to tug Akechi to full attention. ]
I hope you’ll be giving me more than two hours to start with.
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You're going to try and rough-handle me? Ha ha ha! Good luck.
[His smirk is only briefly stopped when Ren just dug himself into his pants, deflating his ego just enough for him to look surprised. Someone might be even more horny than he is. He's already getting hard from the touching. It's just so different with him than others; the constant pulling and the tug of war, in this case literally.
As usual, he doesn't really try something knew except to reply back with the same energy, removing his rival's belt with a swift motion of his free hand, tossing it aside before doing the same and going to down.
He has to answer too, even if he's fighting to keep himself controlled. It's a lot harder with Ren than with Yusuke, he is quickly finding out.]
Hmmm, we'll have to see...
[And then their lips touch as he closes that gap. He can smell him even more up this close, breathing in, a stark contrast tot he first time they had done it.
This feels...very nice.]
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Guess we will...ngh...
[ Look - don’t judge. For as much time as he spent fooling around with Yusuke something insatiable has bitten Ren to the point that he’s mildly worried that he might have accidentally eaten an aphrodisiac somewhere along the way. They’ve all been there, right? As far as he knows it’s merely a healthy sexual appetite that sees Ren pushing eagerly into Akechi’s palm, chasing the spark that drives his lust.
Ren goes from wanting to kiss Akechi so badly, visualizing it and building the sensation from reconstituted bits of memory that when it turns into the real thing Ren hums happily, just a hint of roughness near the end. Maybe he recognizes the position too, recalling all those months back through touch memory. The only difference now is that his hands don’t shake so much.
His long fingers extend and brush past the delightful heat of Akechi’s balls to instead tease and push his middle finger at his entrance, no more seriousness to the trespass as the positions will allow for now. But Ren breaks the kiss and locks eyes with Akechi, heady with arousal already. ]
I’ll consider being rough if you ask nicely.
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His hand isn't going down like Ren, but it is moving up and down, appreciating his cock for all it is. It is a very stark difference, both of their boldness being amplified by their desires.
It's only when Ren goes exploring that he lets out a yelp. While he's performed it on Yusuke, he hasn't been the type to want to receive it. Yet it sends a jolt of lightning into his entire body, and Ren has barely done anything. As usual. Damn him for being him.]
At least get some lube if you're going to start exploring, you idiot.
[Wow. Look at him being all sexy. He locks eyes with him, his own face already flush...but the 'idiot' as he put so eloquently had to bring up the promise of being rough, while Akechi had an Ace up his sleeve. He grins, oh so very, very wide.]
I told you it's going to be hard.
[Playing his cards already is a bit too fast, and he knows he shouldn't. Yet Akechi's desire and deep want to prove himself even now is too much for him to ignore. In a single, swift motion, he moves himself to lay on the bed, and his other, still gloved hand is used to effortlessly put Ren on top of him. Yes, it does mean that Ren is on top, but that strength can't be normal. He looks pleased as punch about it too, waiting to see what Ren will say or do.]
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Or Ren would pursue that line of action as quick as he’s been insulted over it, but then the funniest thing happens. Not funny ha-ha, but funny I-have-no-idea-what’s-happening when Akechi - Akechi. Absurdly powerful Persona user Akechi does no Persona invoking to speak of and yet he moves Ren atop him as though he were nothing more than a mewling kitten.
When Ren is lifted he instinctively pulls his hand out of Akechi’s pants and throws both out to balance himself, a gesture that winds is ultimately useless because Akechi apparently doesn’t need the help.
Ren’s arousal is a dull roar between his ears, face a mask of puzzlement as he looks between Akechi’s smug face to the arrangement they now find theirselves in, running back the tapes to figure out how they got here in the first place. ]
Okayyy...
[ Something clicks but doesn’t fall into place. Like the gears’ teeth almost catch perfectly but there remains an obstacle in the way, some unseen spanner that keeps the machinery from functioning. ]
Yusuke said you had something to tell me..?
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Ahh yes. That's why I had asked before. Well I suppose dragging it on for too long would just make things worse.
[He'll get up on Ren's face tho, grinning as he tends to do when there's a hint of insanity behind it.]
I died while you were gone. A miscalculation on my part when people's shadow's became alive and attacked their progenitors. It would have been interesting to see yours...a shame, really.
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[And with THAT bomb of a news, he slumps on his pillow, his expression softening a little.]
But don't worry...I got better. Diva saved me. [Ren should at least in passing know her, he's pretty certain.] I think you can conclude what might have happened next.
[And before Ren can go all bleeding heart on him;]
I don't regret trying to stop her shadow. It barely changes anything as far as life goes. Nothing like weaknesses to sunlight, garlic or holy water. Well...apart from the fact that my appetite is out of control. [Here, he points to the apples.] Just one used to satiate me until supper.
[First it was by the hand, now he just gently pulls him closer by the collar so their heads can touch.]
Of course, I also have an appetite for something else too...especially after certain...activities.
[Congratulations, one of your boyfriends(?!) is a monster and he's sort of hornier for it(?!)]
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But when he’s drawn forward he’s more or less succeeded in getting a handle on - whatever Akechi has enjoyed shocking out of him. Fear. Genuine compassion. The latter less so because he never seems to want anything to do with Ren’s bleeding heart, as he puts it, but regardless it’s there, announced in the gentle sensation of his hands then framing Akechi’s face and tilting him as though whatever changes he had undergone would be readily apparent.
Consternation knits his brow, conceding to himself that it’s a fruitless search, but that excuse to touch Goro in a tender context burns his fingertips where they meet the detective’s skin. Any such thing is more like striking a match than extinguishing his curiosity. ]
...I can’t leave you alone for five minutes without you getting in over your head. It’s a little impressive.
[ Finally Ren smirks, but it’s faint, permissive of glossing the gory details over for the time being. There are a lot of questions that he wants to ask, but somehow don’t seem the most pressing if Akechi is this at peace in his own skin. Ren...can’t complain?
Ren all but drapes himself over Akechi’s chest at this point, bracing himself over him with his arms bracketing in Akechi’s head, but Ren knows better than to think the position - or any that Akechi doesn’t like - is permanent for the moment. ]
So what I’m getting is: super strength, super appetite, super sexy. Gotcha.
I’m the Dominant only in name now, huh?
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Truth be told, it was a little more than that. If it kept up, I am fairly certain that Yusuke would have gone mad. [Aaaamd certainly not Akechi cause that woud be dumb. Caring about people...PAH! But then he goes for the double-whammy as he looks over him and stumbles a little at the words.]
Super sexy?! [What?!] I can't even begin to think what drew you to that conclusion.
[But he does manage to add;]
You've always been a dominant in name only. This changes nothing.
[Oh please, it's not like you lost your previous battles Akechi. Now he's just egging him on.]
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Instead he gets to tease him, which is all its own foreplay, really. ]
I worry that you’ve never been on the right internet forums.
[ Please tell him you’ve seen The Sound Of Water. PLEASE.
And oh, all that does is make Ren smile that smile he uses whenever his kindness is the sugar hiding the poison. ]
Akechi-kin, would you mind removing your shirt? I forget which one of us has a little tattoo that says “Ren Amamiya’s bitch” on it, courtesy of Duplicity.
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I've seen forums that you wouldn't have access to. Trust me, I've read and seen far worse than whatever you mean.
[He has not and takes it a little too literally. But then, there's something about Ren's smile that gets him a little more riled up. As the words spill out of Ren's lips he blinks in surprise first at the request, and then the cutting words that end with the perfect insult to ruffle Akechi's feather ever-so-perfectly.]
You...
[It stings, despite the harsh truth of it all (even if not literally) and pushes Akechi to snarl at him, perhaps to remind Ren that he's not dealing with just a sword, but an atomic bomb. His fangs appear as his mouth opens. My, my what sharp teeth you have, Akechi. He doesn't really remove the shirt so much as push it upward but only for his back so that it is visible, but still covering his front. He then sits upright, both to push Ren a little lower, but also so that he can manifest the wings behind himself. The bat-like leathery wings spill on both sides of the bed. Just in case Ren thought he was kidding. His eyes glow red before they return to normal.]
Remove it yourself if you're so eager.
[That is not his normal voice.]
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[ The rest of the air rushes out of Ren’s lungs with a soft oof when his back hits the mattress flat. Akechi always did have a threatening aura about him in bed, an aggression that Ren took as pushback on his inexperience mingled with his resentment for Ren, smoldering embers fit to flare up with the right fuel.
Ren seemed to have found the right fuel. He’s seen this a bit - flashes of red and dark, incorporeal slashes of white and black as Loki pressed at the back of Akechi’s psyche. But this - this is new entirely.
It’s quiet in the wake of that challenge, more so because Ren if faintly taking in the wings and the glimmer of something bloodier than before. So it’s true, huh.
Slowly, an eye cast to Akechi’s face, Ren reaches a hand toward one wing, skimming lightly where its solid structure connects with the flat of Akechi’s back. An absentminded smile grows, reaching Ren’s eyes as he completely ignores the mortal danger he’s in while presses curious fingers into the heavier musculature that supports the wings, quietly taken in that moment. ]
Does it hurt to bring them out?
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Of course, leave it be for the Gentleman Phantom Thief to continue to throw safety out the window, moving close to him as Goro had dared to challenge him. It still is a relatively new sensation to feel warm hands touching the wings that wasn't the air when he flew. The smile upon Ren's face causing confusion as he poked and prodded, knowing full well Akechi could just fling him now if he really wanted.]
No. [His voice is low when he speaks. Almost like a growl rising from his throat.] Transformation is as painless as donning a Metaverse outfit...however there is an action to a reaction. The more I use it, the more...
[He can't help himself, with Ren being so close. The wing his rival is tending to closes almost like a cape around the other, as Akechi briefly moves his mouth at the other's neck. His fangs touch at the skin, but not piercing it before he pulls back, his breathe so close Ren would feel it on his skin.]
...energy needs to be recharged, so to speak.