[ When Ryuki comes, Date makes a soothing noise of comfort as he slips a hand between them and takes Ryuki's cock in his fingers, stroking it and helping Ryuki ride out his orgasm. He presses kisses to his cheek and leans against him, quietly murmuring into his ear soft praise. Just β ]
You're doing so good, baby. Look at you. So perfect for me. Made for my cock. Oh, sweetheart, I adore you.
[ And in turn, Date's hips pick up a little more speed, aching for a little more action. Over and over, he pumps himself into Ryuki with eager thrusts and breathy sighs. He wants to keep going but he also wants to come and luckily, it doesn't take him long to get there either. With Date's type of arousal, it's nothing for him to tip over the edge and spill into Ryuki again, groaning low and soft as he nuzzles his face into Ryuki's hair and wraps both arms around him again to hold him tight.
He doesn't pull out, of course. Can't bear it. But he does slow down after into slow, idle rocking of his hips against him as they hold each other and stay tangled in this bed together. Date sighs, feeling contentment fill him up and he presses kisses into Ryuki's hair, over and over. ]
[ The praise is explosive in the back of his mind, feeling like all the little synapse in his brain are alight with the fuzzy pleasure, his fingers flexing absently as he burns through his orgasm. Somehow, it feels more intense than the ones he had before despite it being softer and far less rough, like the emotional toll of it is making him feel it all the more intently.
It's more intense because of what Date is saying to him, praise and sweet words sinking into him like an inferno, baby, sweetheart, perfect, adore, making Ryuki shudder, spots of colour behind his eyes and his toes curling, body going lax and limp under Date once more. He's content, though, hazy as he feels, flushed and damp from his tears, mouth dry from openly moaning for so long.
Slowly, he curls into Date as much as he can, pressing his face into his skin and squeezing hold of him tight, not wanting him to move. It's like the weighted blanket that the hospital recommended to him one time for anxiety, anchoring him and making some of the pressure behind his eyes and the strange anxiety dissipate. Sniffling a little, he lifts his head to gaze at Date, his one eye drinking him in and trying to memorise this feeling, this moment, for later. ]
Mr. Date.
[ Turning his head, he kisses him gently. There's nothing more to it than that; it's painfully chaste in comparison to what they were doing before, but he wants it. He wants to show his love, even if he can't say it. ]
[ The kiss is perfect. It might be chaste compared to what they've done before but it feels fitting for the moment. And this is definitely a moment, where their hearts are connected and Date knows Ryuki must be feeling similar to him. That this is real and true and not just some random fuck but the start of something good. Right? It has to be...!
He's told to keep going and he could, he absolutely could, but in a way he doesn't care if he does or not. He continues to rock into Ryuki, slow and steady, just keeping himself on the brink of pleasure, but he's not chasing it either. He really just wants to hold Ryuki more, just touch him and praise him and sink into this good sensation between the both of them. He sighs, content, and kisses Ryuki's cheek as he gathers him up close and hugs him to his body. ]
Hope I didn't make this weird for you. I just... really like you, Ryuki.
[ He can see Ryuki's tears, can feel him going boneless underneath him. He knows Ryuki has enjoyed himself, but he also knows this was him being a little too much, as always. So, he hopes Ryuki understands what he means, that he just wanted to express his affection. ]
I-It's not weird. Don't worry, I don't think it's weird at all.
[ Other people might, and they could question his sanity about voluntarily entering a sex marathon with a guy who doesn't have a refractory period and just keeps coming and has filled him with load after load of come and plugged him with it and fucked him more and is now treating him like some kind of girlfriend or wife rather than the junior subordinate that he is and...
And Ryuki is spiralling, just a little.
Shaking his head, he sinks into the mattress, breathing out softly. He's too happy to worry about any of that, or what anyone else thinks, because it's not as if anyone else is going to know or find out. This is their moment, a moment for him to keep close to his heart for the rest of his life or until he's over Date (unlikely) and not worry about repeating in the future. He'll just... Mournfully hope for it instead.
Slowly, he leans into Date and accepts the warmth of his body, feeling sore but content, blissful in his own submission. ]
[ This is a good moment to make it clear, isn't it? How he feels. What he wants. It's late at night, so late at night at this point, and technically you're not supposed to make big decisions late at night when emotions are touchy and sleep hasn't been had. But Date can't help himself, he feels too much, wants too much, and he's going to kiss Ryuki so sweet and so gentle for a moment before pulling back to smile at him. ]
Good. Means we're dating now, right?
[ Casually said but his gaze is a little intense as he looks back at Ryuki. He wants to be clear that they're together and that there's no going back here. He wouldn't fuck a subordinate just for a fuck. He would only fuck him if he really had feelings for him and wanted more than just that. So, he needs to make sure Ryuki is on the same page, so when he wakes up tomorrow he'll be a taken man and not someone who just made a big mistake. ]
[ Ryuki had been prepared to settle down and maybe doze off again like he had before, to enjoy the quiet of simply being able to lie beside Date and settle into some kind of peace that he could memorise for the future. He didn't really expect any kind of further conversation or anything else to come of this, if only because he had no reason to suspect it. Just because they had sex didn't mean that something was going to change between them - he'd seen enough terrible daytime television to recognise that.
But Date speaks, and says it so casually, that he feels as if he has fallen off the bed and hit the floor and has some kind of concussion, despite the fact that Date is clearly both still on top of him and inside of him.
Huh? ]
Huh?
[ Staring at Date, he swallows. Did he mishear? We're dating - he could definitely have heard something else and not what was actually said, it wouldn't be the first time. Dating... What could even be in place of that?
Heart beating too fast and pulse rushing in his ears, he swallows, fingers flexing. ]
[ Ryuki seems a bit surprised by his question, which Date figures is kind of expected. He did just kind of spring it on him... but... Date doesn't want to regret this or misinterpret it. He likes Ryuki too damn much for them to just pretend there's nothing between them. He wants Ryuki to know that they're going to date and that this isn't just a fling for him. He doesn't do flings anyway. ]
Yeah. I'm not going to fuck you just because you're here. I only fuck people if I like them.
[ Surprise! He's a pervert but not a fuckboy. Apparently. ]
And definitely not going to fuck my subordinate without ample reason for it. You mean too much to me to let our relationship get ruined for a one time hook up. So, dating. You and me.
[ He's even going to lean in there to steal a kiss from Ryuki, lingering in his space as he presses his lips to his gently and gives a happy hum in response. ]
[ The fact that Date just... Says it, so easily, without any lack of confidence or awkwardness or anything like that when Ryuki has been head over heels for him for what feels like forever - it makes his hands shake, even as he turns his head to press into the kiss, to let his arms slide down so he can touch the other man's cheek. He holds him, gently, gazing at him for a moment before he nods. If there's a tear in his eye, that's fine.
It's not like it's the first time he's cried tonight.
Having Date like this, all to himself, not having to wonder about who else he might be with, who else he wants to touch, who else is kissing him... It makes him giddy, and Ryuki feels ever so briefly like a teenager all over again, his face hot and expression adoring. ]
You...
[ You could. That's what he was going to say, but he's not going to insult Date like that. For all Ryuki's lacking confidence, he has faith in Date being genuine with him now. ]
Mm... Okay. We can be dating. I'd like us to.
[ Somewhere, Tama is cheering and shouting FINALLY at the top of her lungs. ]
[ Date doesn't have a reason not to ask for what he wants. He's lived two lives, both strange and unusual, and in his previous one he might've been a bit more subdued about what he wants. After all, what did he, some yakuza assassin, deserve in the first place? But the person he is now, with a respectable life as a detective, with a daughter, redeemed from his sins, why can't he find happiness too? Why can't he chase after his bliss?
Why would he hide himself, when he's rebuilt himself from the ground up?
So, when Ryuki agrees to date him, he feels euphoria in his chest and a peace settle on him that he can't shake, even if he wanted to. He smiles, beams really, right back at Ryuki and sweeps him in close for another hug, hooking his chin over his shoulder and squeezing him tight to his body, even with his cock still nestled inside of him. ]
Hell yeah. Now you're officially my baby. My sweet little kitten.
[ Being squeezed so close to Date with his dick still inside him makes Ryuki choke, a little breathless for a moment as he adjusts to how it feels; a dick moving inside him while he is being crushed in muscular arms isn't something he ever imagined for himself, but he's enjoying it. It's not just the pleasure of it, but it's the comfort, too, of a steady weight locking all his limbs down and leaving him feeling at peace.
Lifting one of his hands, he strokes gently through Date's hair. If the other man could see his face right now... He's painfully smitten, affection surging inside of him. ]
... Mm. I'll be your baby, and your kitten, too.
[ Embarrassing?
Maybe. But with how absolutely gone Ryuki is for this man, he'd happily agree to almost anything.
Turning his head, he nuzzles into Date, full of tenderness. ]
[ At the moment, Date is not looking at Ryuki's face. He's got his eyes closed, his head tilted into Ryuki's touch as the other man pets his hair. There's a pleased smile on his face, satisfied like a cat and feeling immensely happy right now. Ryuki is... his. His boyfriend. His baby. His kitten. All his.
He kisses at Ryuki's head when he nuzzles into him, pressing kisses in a few smattering areas. Then he's sighing, happy, as he leans into him. ]
Good. I'll hold you to that.
[ Because don't think Date doesn't have a swath of nicknames to give Ryuki, to spoil him with. He's his princess, his sweetheart, his baby girl, his baby boy, his everything forever. He's so excited... the start of a new relationship is always exciting and having it with someone he feels so much for... it feels good. Feels right. ]
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You're doing so good, baby. Look at you. So perfect for me. Made for my cock. Oh, sweetheart, I adore you.
[ And in turn, Date's hips pick up a little more speed, aching for a little more action. Over and over, he pumps himself into Ryuki with eager thrusts and breathy sighs. He wants to keep going but he also wants to come and luckily, it doesn't take him long to get there either. With Date's type of arousal, it's nothing for him to tip over the edge and spill into Ryuki again, groaning low and soft as he nuzzles his face into Ryuki's hair and wraps both arms around him again to hold him tight.
He doesn't pull out, of course. Can't bear it. But he does slow down after into slow, idle rocking of his hips against him as they hold each other and stay tangled in this bed together. Date sighs, feeling contentment fill him up and he presses kisses into Ryuki's hair, over and over. ]
My baby...
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It's more intense because of what Date is saying to him, praise and sweet words sinking into him like an inferno, baby, sweetheart, perfect, adore, making Ryuki shudder, spots of colour behind his eyes and his toes curling, body going lax and limp under Date once more. He's content, though, hazy as he feels, flushed and damp from his tears, mouth dry from openly moaning for so long.
Slowly, he curls into Date as much as he can, pressing his face into his skin and squeezing hold of him tight, not wanting him to move. It's like the weighted blanket that the hospital recommended to him one time for anxiety, anchoring him and making some of the pressure behind his eyes and the strange anxiety dissipate. Sniffling a little, he lifts his head to gaze at Date, his one eye drinking him in and trying to memorise this feeling, this moment, for later. ]
Mr. Date.
[ Turning his head, he kisses him gently. There's nothing more to it than that; it's painfully chaste in comparison to what they were doing before, but he wants it. He wants to show his love, even if he can't say it. ]
Keep going. It's okay.
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He's told to keep going and he could, he absolutely could, but in a way he doesn't care if he does or not. He continues to rock into Ryuki, slow and steady, just keeping himself on the brink of pleasure, but he's not chasing it either. He really just wants to hold Ryuki more, just touch him and praise him and sink into this good sensation between the both of them. He sighs, content, and kisses Ryuki's cheek as he gathers him up close and hugs him to his body. ]
Hope I didn't make this weird for you. I just... really like you, Ryuki.
[ He can see Ryuki's tears, can feel him going boneless underneath him. He knows Ryuki has enjoyed himself, but he also knows this was him being a little too much, as always. So, he hopes Ryuki understands what he means, that he just wanted to express his affection. ]
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[ Other people might, and they could question his sanity about voluntarily entering a sex marathon with a guy who doesn't have a refractory period and just keeps coming and has filled him with load after load of come and plugged him with it and fucked him more and is now treating him like some kind of girlfriend or wife rather than the junior subordinate that he is and...
And Ryuki is spiralling, just a little.
Shaking his head, he sinks into the mattress, breathing out softly. He's too happy to worry about any of that, or what anyone else thinks, because it's not as if anyone else is going to know or find out. This is their moment, a moment for him to keep close to his heart for the rest of his life or until he's over Date (unlikely) and not worry about repeating in the future. He'll just... Mournfully hope for it instead.
Slowly, he leans into Date and accepts the warmth of his body, feeling sore but content, blissful in his own submission. ]
I like you, too.
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Good. Means we're dating now, right?
[ Casually said but his gaze is a little intense as he looks back at Ryuki. He wants to be clear that they're together and that there's no going back here. He wouldn't fuck a subordinate just for a fuck. He would only fuck him if he really had feelings for him and wanted more than just that. So, he needs to make sure Ryuki is on the same page, so when he wakes up tomorrow he'll be a taken man and not someone who just made a big mistake. ]
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But Date speaks, and says it so casually, that he feels as if he has fallen off the bed and hit the floor and has some kind of concussion, despite the fact that Date is clearly both still on top of him and inside of him.
Huh? ]
Huh?
[ Staring at Date, he swallows. Did he mishear? We're dating - he could definitely have heard something else and not what was actually said, it wouldn't be the first time. Dating... What could even be in place of that?
Heart beating too fast and pulse rushing in his ears, he swallows, fingers flexing. ]
Dating? Me?
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Yeah. I'm not going to fuck you just because you're here. I only fuck people if I like them.
[ Surprise! He's a pervert but not a fuckboy. Apparently. ]
And definitely not going to fuck my subordinate without ample reason for it. You mean too much to me to let our relationship get ruined for a one time hook up. So, dating. You and me.
[ He's even going to lean in there to steal a kiss from Ryuki, lingering in his space as he presses his lips to his gently and gives a happy hum in response. ]
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It's not like it's the first time he's cried tonight.
Having Date like this, all to himself, not having to wonder about who else he might be with, who else he wants to touch, who else is kissing him... It makes him giddy, and Ryuki feels ever so briefly like a teenager all over again, his face hot and expression adoring. ]
You...
[ You could. That's what he was going to say, but he's not going to insult Date like that. For all Ryuki's lacking confidence, he has faith in Date being genuine with him now. ]
Mm... Okay. We can be dating. I'd like us to.
[ Somewhere, Tama is cheering and shouting FINALLY at the top of her lungs. ]
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Why would he hide himself, when he's rebuilt himself from the ground up?
So, when Ryuki agrees to date him, he feels euphoria in his chest and a peace settle on him that he can't shake, even if he wanted to. He smiles, beams really, right back at Ryuki and sweeps him in close for another hug, hooking his chin over his shoulder and squeezing him tight to his body, even with his cock still nestled inside of him. ]
Hell yeah. Now you're officially my baby. My sweet little kitten.
[ Shut the fuck up, Date. ]
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Lifting one of his hands, he strokes gently through Date's hair. If the other man could see his face right now... He's painfully smitten, affection surging inside of him. ]
... Mm. I'll be your baby, and your kitten, too.
[ Embarrassing?
Maybe. But with how absolutely gone Ryuki is for this man, he'd happily agree to almost anything.
Turning his head, he nuzzles into Date, full of tenderness. ]
Anything you like.
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He kisses at Ryuki's head when he nuzzles into him, pressing kisses in a few smattering areas. Then he's sighing, happy, as he leans into him. ]
Good. I'll hold you to that.
[ Because don't think Date doesn't have a swath of nicknames to give Ryuki, to spoil him with. He's his princess, his sweetheart, his baby girl, his baby boy, his everything forever. He's so excited... the start of a new relationship is always exciting and having it with someone he feels so much for... it feels good. Feels right. ]