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[chokuto]

I'm busy.

[hallowing]

but i wanna cuddle 🥺🥺🥺

if i have to say that ENDURING THE CRUSHING WEIGHT OF YOUR OWN AFFECTIONATE GESTURES is a new form of pain play to get you onboard i will.

[chokuto]

That's ridiculous. I'm not going to believe that.

Eat the food. Then I'll come over.

[hallowing]

oh so now ur busyness is predicated upon how quickly i can consume food?

[chokuto]

Yes.

[hallowing]

if it would really bother you, i'll let you know once i'm done.

but i'd like to share with you if you think you can stand it.

[chokuto]

[Ugh, not his emotions.]

I wanted you to enjoy it. If I eat too, then you'll have less.

[hallowing]

do you think my enjoyment of anything could be diminished by sharing it with you?

[chokuto]

Fine.

[he is so weak for this man it took literally no convincing]

But the dessert is only for you.

[hallowing]

deal

but i want you to feed it to me 😏

[chokuto]

Is that one of your sexual interests too?

[hallowing]

not a sexual one

it's an intimacy/trust thing. prob ties in w/acts of service too now that i think abt it?

not a big fan of licking whipped cream off somebody's nips tho

[chokuto]

I see. Similar to the handfeeding you mentioned.

Why would anyone enjoy doing that with whipped cream?

[the kink shamer strikes again]

[hallowing]

it engages the senses. it's not an unusual kink to have overall, it's p. tame.

[chokuto]

It sounds unsanitary.

In any case, I'll do it for you. Not that — the other one. I'll feed you.

[hallowing]

it can be but tbh if somebody's willing to eat ass what's a little whipped cream tbh

[chokuto]

[eat WHAT]

Stop talking. I'll be over soon.

[hallowing]

not actually talking, you know.

[chokuto]

[He does not respond in kind, allowing himself the privacy of an unseen eyeroll before closing the interface of their conversation on the Watch and turning around, headed toward the stairs that will carry him one floor up.

In short time, Cy will hear a knock at his door. Sasuke is standing behind it — a little more reticent than usual, no word of greeting but a curt nod before he moves into Cy's space.]

You weren't busy before I sent you that message, were you?

[hallowing]

Nope. Just fleecing the locals at poker, as per yoozh. Never too busy for you.

（ he tugs sasuke into the room, and then trails the back of his index finger against the line of the boy's jaw before he leans down to kiss him. ）

Hey, sweetheart.

[chokuto]

[Weird modern lingo begone. He leans into the kiss, anticipatory, all of his senses primed toward Cy's body in proximity to his own — a little shiver of attraction at the deliberate sketch of that finger across his jaw.

Don't be so effortlessly flirtatious.]

Hello. [Calmed like a cat under a gentle hand.] I found a kitchen. Someone contacted me, a man named Sizhui. His identification on the network is "little radish" — I believe I saw him speaking with you. He's a rank nine.

[hallowing]

（ 'effortlessly flirtatious' is the title of his sex tape, thank u. ）

Oh, yeah. I kinda remember that one. Had a lot of questions about collars.

（ he paid some level of attention, but nowhere near what he's levered against sasuke. with him, he's trying to build a constellation of knowledge lit across the night sky of their bond, each thing he learns hammered into the fabric of the ever-encroaching dark. ）

[chokuto]

[Settling in Cy's space, he isn't shy about taking the man's warm hand and towing him that short step to the bed to sit, since there is really nowhere else unless they chose the floor.]

Collars? [Curiosity echoes in it, brow furrowing.] I've seen them displayed in some of the shops. Is that something you're also interested in?

[hallowing]

It can be a BDSM thing — collaring is a pretty common way a Dom demonstrates... well, it can demonstrate a few things. If it's scene specific, then it's usually about the specific kink of submission — but in long-term D/s relationships it's not unusual for the sub to want, request or be given a collar almost as a sign of subtle — but public — ownership.

（ he follows sasuke to the bed, where the tray of food is set out there, and sprawls down beside him. the mattress is really too fucking small to make anything comfortable, but he braces long legs against the wall and shimmies downward until he can put his head in sasuke's lap. ）

It's hot, but it's not like it's a necessary component for me.

（ he reaches up, and drags his thumb against the column of sasuke's throat, feeling the flex of a swallow beneath his touch. it's maybe the first time he hasn't prefaced a statement of this nature with a caveat, or a disclaimer that sasuke doesn't have to do it, or feign interest for his own sake — if the boy is attentive, he'll take it as the sign of trust it is. ）

You'd look gorgeous wearing one, though. If you ever felt like trying it out for a scene.

[chokuto]

[Public ownership. He considers this as Cy makes himself comfortable, right hand lifting to pass through short strands of brown hair — beginning slow, habitual strokes. His eyes are drawn away from the tray of food in a downswing as a finger touches his throat.

Swallowing reflexively, it is hard not to imagine what Cy states. A collar encircling his throat. One put there by Cy, as a mark of belonging. Possessiveness. In a place where it feels they have this taken from them — where he will have to mediate his own emotions as Cy goes to others — it is inevitable, perhaps, that it would invoke a burn of desire in him.]

I'm interested. [Of course, he notices how it is presented to him. Sasuke feels no pressure to answer one way or another. He's given this space to respond honestly, so he does.] I enjoy feeling that way with you.

[Owned, cradled by protective hands. That wanting to be wanted.]

... I would prefer to try in private, for the time being. It would be more comfortable for me.