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ᴄʏʀᴀᴍ ﹙🇴​ɥɔɐʎʌ ᴉɔ ǝ🇱​ɥ🇳​ɐ﹚ ([personal profile] hallowing) wrote2024-01-04 07:28 am
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[personal profile] chokuto 2024-01-20 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Wait—go back.]

You married a man?

[The concept itself has broken his brain in half, he can no longer follow the original thread of his thought.]
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[personal profile] chokuto 2024-01-20 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Another unbelievable piece of information unearthed from Cy's mind, his experiences of the world, ancient and all-encompassing. Sasuke falls quiet; he doesn't know how exactly to articulate what hearing that makes him feel.

A sting of jealousy—less toward all of Cy's marriages across time, and more for the fact that the marriage itself as described, for love of a person, is such an unattainable thing. He has already considered it. Back in Konoha, chained to tradition as well as the need to build his clan or risk losing it forever, it is a fact he will need to face. There are only so many options. Perhaps leaving was a method to push it off, selfishly.]


I see.

[His ability to communicate his feelings on this subject is woefully unready.]
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[personal profile] chokuto 2024-01-20 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[In the cage of that hand, Sasuke's fingers flex, a little like a trapped bird. Grateful to move away from the topic, but also conscious of how easily his mind gets stuck on holes of dark thought.]

I know cake, but I've never heard of that. [Is it short?] I don't really like sweet things. Do you?
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[personal profile] chokuto 2024-01-20 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[That earns an eye roll, but at least it's good-natured. You ridiculous man.]

I'll try it for you.

[At this juncture, there's very little he wouldn't try for Cyram. He's a totally normal, healthy individual who isn't furiously imprinting on the first hot man with trauma who is nice to him, what do you mean?]
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[personal profile] chokuto 2024-01-20 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[As accustomed as he's becoming to Cy's casual use of transmatting, he doesn't so much as blink this time at the sudden appearance of the small, sponge-like cake. Then it is lifted up to his lips, a clear indication—as the tomato was fed between his teeth, so seems to be what Cy is coaxing now.

Bite-sized and delicate, it's still a decent mouthful. Sasuke is someone who eats his food slowly, carefully, picking with the spare attention of one prone to losing their appetite. But he won't turn down this challenge, not when it's Cy—not as charged as this feels, the tickle of soft cream at his lips. That sugary scent in his nose.

Lips part, taking all of it from Cy's fingers with an obedience that is accompanied by direct eye contact. It's a stretch just to fit the dessert into his mouth at once, jaw clenching down, thoroughly beginning to chew. A dollop of cream is chased from Cy's thumb with a quick, pink tongue.]
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[personal profile] chokuto 2024-01-20 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's imagined it, since Cy performed the act for him—branded now into his memory with real and visceral permanency. And every time the thought has come into his head since, it was always Cy whose knees he sank between. Always Cy who steadied him with hands in his hair, dark and filthy words in his ear. What does he taste like? What would it feel like? The hunger is like fire in his belly, warming straight through to an ache of arousal.

Swallowing, throat working around the shortcake—and though he tastes it, a muted kind of sweetness with the matcha—he's more interested in the flavor salt on Cy's thumb against his lower lip.]


Yes. Can we try?
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[personal profile] chokuto 2024-01-20 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[The way his traumatized little Grinch heart grows every time Cy calls him sweetheart. He's never going to get used to it.]

What don't you like?

[The idea of practicing something Cy wouldn't be into is—unappealing, but he doesn't know what would even make that list. Cy's experience is so expansive.]
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[personal profile] chokuto 2024-01-21 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
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Let me just DIGEST ALL OF THAT FOR A FEW MOMENTS, thank you.]
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[personal profile] chokuto 2024-01-21 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Having only recently been exposed to the concept of kinks, not to mention that he may possess some of his own—dubious, questionable, though normalized/accepted by Cy—he listens, grasping for some comprehension. He is grateful that Cy explains as he goes, even as the sexually explicit images stack up in his mind to a towering height of unimaginable crudity.

Sincerely, Sasuke did not know sex could be so complex.

"Gimp suit"? He will not pursue that one.]


... I don't know that I would be interested in any of that. [A blowjob is the most sexually deviant act he has considered recently, next to the actual "sex" he would like to have with Cy, someday. And the toys Cy had gifted him? So, so lewd. Downright obscene.] Some of it sounds unsanitary. But no, I...

[Hm.]

I wouldn't want to expose myself like that publicly either. [He can hardly imagine holding someone's hand in visible line of sight.] How did anyone come up with these things?
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[personal profile] chokuto 2024-01-21 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
[He cannot possibly listen to Cy describe what he enjoys and remain unaffected. Where the previous descriptions had shriveled some of that interest, now it's renewed, stoked by the drawling cadence of Cy's voice. The variety is difficult for his mind to grasp onto specificity—but listening to those words, appended at the end by such a bold statement of intent, is enough.

The rush of arousal is hot, vivid. Sitting on the blanket, Sasuke is aware of the sudden pulse between his own folded thighs, cock stirring, attention dovetailing from the meal altogether. He is aware that he wants... all of that, or at least he wants to try it. Pain, knives, obedience and control. Even the humiliating thought of begging. Under Cy's hands, anything feels possible—at least in that moment, in the blasé and confident way it's intoned.]


Cyram.

[Low and almost petulant, he hesitates on how to approach this sudden predicament of tunnel-visioned lust. His face is undeniably red.]

I'm finished eating.
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[personal profile] chokuto 2024-01-21 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
[That's what you get for essentially dirty talking him.]

I don't care. [In a show of surprising initiative and physicality, this time Sasuke turns his head, seeking a full kiss, needy with the seal of hard pressure over Cy's mouth.] Your room is larger, but mine is cleaner.

[What about the food? ... The birds can eat it, for all he cares in that moment.]
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[personal profile] chokuto 2024-01-21 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
[It's more difficult, in this addled state of arousal that is swiftly steering an articulate mind out of reach, to communicate. Yet he tries—it is important to, and there's a ribbon of determination in him knotting tightly, because he wants this. He wants to express that he wants this, and to overcome what had halted him last time.

The crass words don't feel like an insult, only livening another little flutter of interest in his stomach.]


Yes, I want to try it again. With your fingers and with the toy.

[Maybe he is getting ahead of himself—but the barrier of fear has eased, partly because Cy's treatment of him has not changed since that failed attempt. That foundation of reassurance has held.]

Send me back.
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[personal profile] chokuto 2024-01-21 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Sasuke exhales a harsh breath through his nose, but otherwise outwardly schools his reaction, except for how his right hand fists over a thigh, knuckles whitening. His right eye is very dark—his left that eerie lilac half-covered by a fringe of hair.]

Send me back. Please, sir.

[Natural overachiever, unfortunately.]