Monster Bingo 3.0 Overflow

[crossmyheartandhope]

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[crossmyheartandhope]

[It's plain that the pace is getting to him; the slow build soon has him shifting and squirming. Not every brush of Izanagi's thumb over the tip gets a reaction, but a fair number of them do, half-muffled sounds at the back of his throat]

Feels - r-real good.

[bondsofsuffering]

You still feel unsatisfied, though. Maybe I should slow down?

[Teasingly slowing down for a single stroke... before starting up again, but even faster. He wants to hear him again.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Izanagi can probably feel the way Hurricane twitches in his hand, at the teasing sugegstion that he slow down; certainly he can feel the shudder and the sharper buck of his hips, when he speeds up, instead. This time, the whimper isn't so muffled]

J-jesus, dude.

[bondsofsuffering]

[He'll continue working him, the pace unrelenting, shit-eating grin on his face.]

My mistake - is this better?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His breathing has gone ragged; his hips press up into every downstroke with increasing urgency]

That's - yeah. That's - y-yeah.

[bondsofsuffering]

Then I'll just have to keep doing my best, won't I?

[Keeping up the pace - as well as a careful eye to watch Hurricane steadily losing it.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[It's not hard to tell that he is; he's extremely expressive, and his face telegraphed it every time Izanagi hits an especially good spot]

[He's panting open-mouthed, now - drawn up tight and trembling like he isn't going to last much longer]

You're- you're doing good so far.

[bondsofsuffering]

[Maybe it's time to add an extra rub with his thumb each time he hits those spots, then.]

Yeah? You're looking good like this, too.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Flushing bright red, but entirely unable to keep from pressing into his touch, despite the embarrassment]

J-jesus. I'm - I'm close -

[bondsofsuffering]

What's this, are you embarrassed now?

[Clearly amused. But he'll increase the pace just a smidge more, seeing if he can push him past the edge.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[That's all it takes; he moans when he comes, long and low, back arching up off the ground to press him more firmly into the hold, hips stuttering out of rhythm]

[bondsofsuffering]

[He'll keep working him through it, the same courtesy he did Izanagi just a little earlier, settling to watch him appreciatively in much the same way, too.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shudders and shifts, shaking his way through the completion - subsides, finally, limp and pliant beneath him]

Holy crap, dude.

[bondsofsuffering]

Very nice voice, ten out of ten.

[Can he fold his leg up to kiss him on the knee?]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He absolutely can, and Hurricane is going to blush like crazy while he tries to catch his breath,]

[bondsofsuffering]

[Might as well kiss his way down to the top of Hurricane's foot while he's at it, then.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[That is not helping the blush,]

[bondsofsuffering]

What, was that too much?

Maybe I should let you blindfold me in return.

[crossmyheartandhope]

N-naw, that - that was good.

Like... real good.

[bondsofsuffering]

What can I say? It was nice to take you all the way for once.

Blindfold option's still there if you want to keep going, by the way - that's another one of my squares.

[crossmyheartandhope]

O-oh. Uh.

...yeah. If you wanna, you can, uh.

[bondsofsuffering]

[Pffft.]

Well, if that's too much right after, we can stick to just the blindfolding. There aren't too many people around who I'd trust with it, that's all.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Let's do it, then.

I don't mind helping you out.

[bondsofsuffering]

Alright...

We might need some more leaves or something, though. Neither of our outfits really have anything good for making blindfolds, soooo.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Oh - right.

Uh.

Lemme just -

[He sprouts some more leaves from the ground nearby - plucks them, and hands them over to Izanagi]