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[wotanon]

Who; Anybody
Where; Wherever
When; Day 435

[ it's time for some memory roulette,
ARE YOU FEELING LUCKY?! ]

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[bondsofsuffering]

[Interest, curiosity.]

Does that bother you? It's not like people haven't seen us do all kinds of things on screen already.

If some security guys happening to be listening to us up close, that's their own problem.

[Though his own desire is growing when he feels Hurricane's, mingling with it, encouraging it.

He leans close, mouth by Hurricane's ear as he murmurs:]

If you want me, all you have to do is ask.

[crossmyheartandhope]

I - I mean.

Do you wanna?

[The desire is not helped by the words whispered in his ear; it flutters and grows, encouraged by Izanagi's own]

[bondsofsuffering]

Mmm...

[Reaching up to card a hand through his hair.]

Only if you ask for it.

[Though at this point they're practically in a desirous feedback loop.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Another spike of want, stronger this time, at those words - coupled with a squirming sort of embarrassment]

[Eventually, decidedly flustered:]

...can we?

[bondsofsuffering]

[There's a thrill of excitement and want as he gently pushes Hurricane to lay him down flat.]

Yes, we can.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Another rush of desire, stronger than before, as Izanagi pushes him down,]

...okay.

Then - okay.

[bondsofsuffering]

That wasn't so hard, was it?

[But before Hurricane can even answer, he's leaning down to kiss him.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He makes a soft sound, into the kiss - opens his mouth for it immediately, a new swell of desire rising up in response]

[bondsofsuffering]

[He curls a hand in a fistful of hair, his other hand already skimming down his chest to his waist as he deepens the kiss, affectionate and wanting, so much.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shivers a little beneath him, a little trill of desire following the path of that hand - sharpening, as it creeps lower. The softness and the affection and the warmth are all still there, too, layered on top and below and around all the rest]

[His own hands come up to trace along Izanagi's sides and then his back, feeling the shape of him through his clothes]

[bondsofsuffering]

[His hand slides to his thigh at the very last second, thumb idly tracing over his hipbone as his fingers rest along his side. Touch close, but for the moment, only teasing - and if there were any question of his intent, the mischievous feeling immediately confirms it.

For all he wants - the desire to pick Hurricane to pieces is very much a part of it, too.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

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