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[He's stopped stroking entirely, now - seems content, for the moment, to just trace his thumb along that one spot]

[It ventures upward, briefly, to trail along the very tip, and then back down again]

Not much singing from you, though, huh?

I'm not that easy.

[He says, sounding like a sulky child.]

It ain't embarrassing or nothing.

[That same light touch, just over the tip]

Lets me know you're having a good time, is all.

[He shivers, looking away, flushed.]

That kind of thing... just isn't easy for me.

...you embarrassed?

[Rubbing that same spot, very lightly]

[Stifling another sound out of reflex, but forcing his hand down after that.]

Mm... not exactly.

So... what, then?

[Keeping it up, slow and pointed and probably pretty maddening]

[Incredibly, especially now that he's put his hand down.]

'Cause...

'Cause stuff I can- mm, explain better when you don't have your hand on my dick.

Ah - right. Uh - sorry.

Lemme, uh -

[Leaves off rubbing at the tip for another long, full stroke, and another after that, as though by way of apology]

[This time, he doesn't stifle the moan.]

G-geeze, never took you for such a tease.

[Though he's definitely pretty hard by now,]

Sorry. Uh, lemme just -

[Starting to pick up the pace a little, now]

[Seemingly unable to help himself any longer, he rocks into the motion with a soft whine.]

[He keeps up the pace - tightens his grip just a little - begins to catch that spot just under the head with his thumb, on every upstroke]

[Sucking in a breath, eyes at half-mast, still flushed as he rocks into the grip, trying to get just a little more friction-]

[Obliges, tightening his grip a little more and drawing the rhythm of his hand on just a touch faster]

[Shivering a little and, shakily:]

C-close...

[Redoubles his efforts, keeping the strokes firm and stroke]

[His other hand comes up to rub at Izanagi's thigh, almsot soothingly]

...go on, then.

[He almost lifts a hand to stifle what he knows is coming next, but once again, he forces it down.

As a result, Hurricane certainly gets to hear him "sing" as he finally cums in his hand, sharp and breathless.]

[He watches Izanagi's face through it all, eyes half-lidded, lips slightly parted - works him through it, strokes slowing as he draws out the last of the pleasure]

[By the end he's flushed and panting and the whole "not embarrassed" thing seems like it could have been a lie, actually, but he still manages to summon the energy (and breath) to look Hurricane in the eye and mumble:]

Your turn.

[Wiping his hand on the grass, absently, still peering up at Izanagi's expression; his own is decidedly appreciative]

If you're wiped out, you don't gotta. I can take care of it, too.

I definitely, absolutely want to.

[Still a little weak in the knees but hey guess what that's all the better for pushing him to the ground in a pin, probably.]

[His breath goes out of him all in a rush as Izanagi settles on top of him; he leans up, a little, to press their lips together for a kiss, more heated now than the one from before]

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[Dipping down into the kiss and immediately working to deepen it as his hand moves to palm Hurricane through the leaves.]

[He makes a soft sound into the kiss - opens his mouth to deepen it]

[Underneath the leaves, he's fully hard already and by the state of things seems to have been for some time]

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