[Somehow his cheeks flush an even darker shade when Lyney pins his hands down. No matter how gentle it is, it has Heizou staring up at his beloved with wide, blown out eyes, chest starting to heave as he breathes hard.
He considers saying "yes." His dick is absolutely saying yes right now, straining against his pants. But instead something suddenly flickers in his eyes, something dark and needy. So what comes out of his mouth is-]
Make me...
[Be mean to me. As much as he loves Lyney's praise, he's hungering for something else tonight.]
[Oh, that's a response he wasn't expecting, and there's a brief moment of surprise that flickers over his face. For a moment he wonders if he should entertain this request at all; after all, he doesn't want to hurt his dear beloved. But he remembers that Heizou had wanted Lyney to be in control this evening. He knows that, sometimes, Heizou likes things a little rough. And he promised Lyney he would use his words to stop if he needed.]
[So, after this quick consideration, Lyney's smile turns sweetly sharp, like he's pitying a particularly amusing enemy. He shifts his hands and drags Heizou's arms up, adjusting his grip so that only one of his hands is pinning Heizou's wrists down. With his newly-freed hand, he reaches for Heizou's face, cradling it gently before his hand slides up... before gripping a chunk of Heizou's hair and forcing his head at an angle.]
I'm sorry, what was that, mon coeur?
[It's asked innocently, but his tone belies a layer of ice coating each word.]
[Even through his needy, lust-filled haze, he can see the moment things click into place for Lyney. And the way Lyney shifts, the way he slides into this new role with that sharp, icy smile sends a shudder up and down Heizou's spine. Because oh he's perfect. Heizou's asking for control to be wrenched away from him, to make it impossible for him to think, and as always Lyney is delivering perfectly.
Sometimes Heizou just needs someone to remind him that he doesn't know everything, can't know everything, can't always be in control and has to go with the flow. Back home everyone always assumes he can figure out every problem because he's "sooo smart", and it leaves him with no one to turn to when he's on the verge of breaking. It's put him in a place where it's better for him to work alone, where no one can be disappointed if he fails, or when he's wrong. But when he's pinned beneath Lyney like this he knows it's okay if he falls apart and gets broken down, because Lyney will be right there to help put him back together again.
Today is Heizou's birthday. And today he wants that reminder that he's only human. He doesn't want to be Detective Shikanoin. He just wants to be plain ol' Heizou. A cheeky brat that needs to be put in his place.
The rough tug to his hair does a wonderful job of doing just that, making him gasp and wince as his head jerks back. The way Lyney is holding him down leaves him feeling exposed and vulnerable, blinking up at the magician through his long lashes, cheeks stained red. They've barely started their rougher play, and yet Heizou can already feel himself twitching with need in his pants.]
I... I said-- [He has to swallow the lump in his throat. Has to squirm against Lyney's hold.] H-Hurry.
[Lyney loves Heizou very dearly, and will happy sing his praises from the highest point he can so the whole world can hear. But Heizou is very similar to Lyney in terms of his worries and insecurities; perhaps that's why the two of them are so good at gently dismantling each other and putting each other back together. Because deep down, the two of them want the same thing; the ability to be vulnerable, be taken care of, and claim something that is wholly and completely theirs. It's why their relationship may seem peculiar from the outside looking in, but to the two of them, it just makes sense. They understand each other in ways very few will comprehend.]
[It's why he sees that defiance, the flash of pain, and feels the way Heizou twitches against him. Lyney can understand that this rougher play is exactly what Heizou wants right now, which is how he's able to slip into a colder persona. He hums, eyebrows raised in disdain as he grips Heizou's hair tighter, in a grip that would probably make the other start to see stars. At the same time he sits up, putting more weight on Heizou's groin while also pinning his hands down further.]
What's that? Now Heizou, I thought you were going to be a good boy. But it seems I was mistaken, wasn't I?
[There is a pair of faint click! sounds as he speaks, and when he leans back fully, still holding Heizou's hair, Heizou will find his hands have somehow been handcuffed to the bedpost; using cheap cuffs that can probably be broken out of easily by the other man, but are there more symbolically than for any real desire to bind.]
But now it appears I have to discipline you. A shame, really; I had thought that on your birthday you'd be less of a brat.
[Heizou does in fact see stars when Lyney pulls harder at his hair, drops more weight down onto his aching dick, making him cry out softly from the mixture of pleasure and pain it brings him. He tries to buck his hips up against Lyney, desperate for some friction, but from this position it's too difficult. And then the next thing he knows there's that click in his ears, and the feel of something cold and unyielding pressing into the skin at his wrists.
They're a familiar set of cuffs. If Heizou really wanted to, he could break free from them. But that's not the point of them tonight, as instead Heizou blinks up at Lyney with a dazed, desperate expression. He likes this, he wants more, and Lyney is his beloved torturer who's going to make sure he gets it. And Heizou has to bite down at his lip to help him slide back into character, huffing out a little chuckle to disguise his groan.]
I-It's precisely because it's my birthday... [He squirms a little against his bindings, more for show than anything else.] I can do whatever I w-want~
[Except no he can't. Lyney needs to put him in his place. Because that's what he really wants.]
Hmm~ You really think that? And here I thought that you were a good boy, but it seems that both of us were mistaken this evening.
[He can feel Heizou squirming, and he lets go of Heizou's hair as he leans in more, using his newly-freed hand to press down on Heizou's chest. He pins him down with both a hand and a cold, hungry stare.]
But no, you can't just do what you want. And I'm about to show you just that you can't just do what you please. Tonight, you're going to simply take what I deem you worthy of having.
[Oh. That stare might be terrifying if circumstances were different. But because it's Lyney, perched on top of his straining erection with a dark look on his face and dressed in that thin, sexy robe, it's somehow even more of a turn on. There's no way Lyney doesn't feel the way arousal pulses through him, his heartrate practically skyrocketing with anticipation.
Heizou licks his lips, trying and failing to steady his breathing, his gaze falling to the wicked curve of the magician's mouth.]
That is for me to know, not you. You'll just have to wait and see.
[He then slowly drags his hand down Heizou's stomach, allowing his nails to dig in and drag down Heizou's skin. It won't be enough to break flesh, but it will be enough to leave a few angry red marks.]
And right now? I'm not sure if you're deserving of more than the punishment I'm thinking up for you.
[He can't hold back the little whimper he lets out at the rake of Lyney's nails. Between the hair pulling and the scratching and the warm pressure on his hips, the line between pleasure and pain is very quickly blurring together for Heizou.]
Mmm... But I- I'm hard to surprise...
[Yes, he's deeply distracted by sensation and staring at Lyney's lips because they're just so enticing, but his brain hasn't turned off just yet. He's sure that he'll still try to figure out what Lyney is planning whether he means to or not. He's going to need more than just handcuffs...]
[Lyney chuckles darkly, leaning away and shaking his head. He removes his hand from Heizou's chest and crosses his arms.]
I can tell your brain is still working overtime. When are you going to learn that sometimes you need to just quiet down and let me fuck you until that pretty brain of yours can't think of anything but me?
[And it's at this point Lyney actually gets up off of Heizou, leaving him tied to the bed as he goes to examine one of his drawers.]
Something tells me that you need a little extra help with that.
[Heizou immediately whines, mourning the lack of Lyney's warmth and weight pressed against him. His arms tug fruitlessly against his restraints, eyes following the magician around the room with that intense curiosity he can never help but have at all times.]
What... What're you looking for...?
[Vaguely he thinks he might know what Lyney is looking for, but then again his beloved has always been good at subverting expectations. It's one of the many wonderful things about him, one of the things that keeps Heizou excited and always on his toes. It makes their life together fun and interesting. It's what makes them just... work.]
[There's something about that sharpness in Lyney's voice that makes Heizou shiver a little, biting down on his lip to muffle the needy little noise that almost escapes him. Without Lyney pressed against him his thoughts have started to race, except it's like nothing is in any kind of order. It's all jumbled together, a mix of wanting to beg Lyney to come back, trying to find some clever quip to shoot back at him, searching for clues to help him figure out what's going to happen next.
All of which comes to a screeching halt, just for a moment, when Lyney reveals the scarves in his hands. Heizou blinks, eyes wide with curiosity. He would've guessed that they could be used to tie him up, but the cuffs around his wrists are already doing exactly that. Perhaps his legs were going to be bound as well? Or maybe--]
Ah... Is my voice bothering you..?
[The scarves seem to be the perfect length and size to effectively gag him. But surely Lyney doesn't need more than one for that...]
[Bingo. That little needy noise is exactly what Lyney was searching for. It's how he knows that he's not being too mean, that Heizou actually wants this. It had been a strange request at first, but for all their habitual jumping each other's bones they communicate their needs quite a bit with each other.]
[The scarves would indeed be enough to gag Heizou, but that's not what he's aiming for right now -- perhaps in a little bit, but not in this immediate moment. Lyney hums nonchalantly, playing with the scarves in his hands.]
Perhaps it is, perhaps it isn't... but there's something else I'd rather do to you right now.
[He moves again, climbing back onto the bed and settling himself above Heizou once more. He then takes one of the scarves in hand, one of the darker material ones, threading it through his fingers for a show before grinning wickedly at Heizou.]
Commit this to memory, love. Because it might be a while before you see it again.
[That's all the warning Heizou gets before Lyney is moving to blindfold him.]
[His eyes keep darting between the scarves and the look on Lyney's face, still trying to comprehend, still trying to piece the puzzle together despite the desperation between his legs doing its utmost to distract him. Heizou's higher brain function is clearly fighting a losing battle though, especially when Lyney resettles over him like that. He ends up watching the way those magic fingers work the scarves with a hungry ache in his gaze. Because damn it all, he really wants those magic hands on him right now.
He doesn't get a chance to give that thought a voice before Lyney is grinning at him. And it's only in the split second before the magician leans forward with the scarf that Heizou finally realizes what's happening.
Lyney knows that if Heizou can't see, it'll be impossible for him to find things to analyze. It'll leave Heizou left with the rest of his senses heightened, and Lyney's touch and warmth too irresistible to ignore in favor of anything else. It's brilliant, really. Despite himself Heizou even laughs a little, impressed and aroused all at once.]
Man alive, you-- You're too clever for your own good, you know?
[It's hot goes unsaid. But as Lyney returns to Heizou's lap, he'll absolutely feel the distinct twitch of his dick still trapped in his pants. Heizou will even squirm beneath him, desperate to be free of the rest of his clothes, wanting to feel skin pressed against skin.]
Hmm, well, they don't call me the Great Magician Lyney for nothing~
[Let him bask in his own pride for a little bit, especially as he purrs those words directly into Heizou's ear while he ties that blindfold around his eyes. Not too tight, but snug enough that it can't be knocked off with a sudden movement. Once it's put in place properly, Lyney leans back, admiring his work.]
Heizou, mi amour, tell me... how many fingers am I holding up?
[Silently, he's holding four fingers up. But it's not like Heizou can see, right?]
[He shivers at the purr in Lyney's voice, the way his warm breath caresses his ear when he speaks. When those are about the only senses he's left to experience the world with he also feels sensitive to them. So it easily makes his face flush a deeper red, out to his ears and down his neck, warming his skin to a degree that Lyney can feel as well as see.
At least Heizou can sense when the other draws back, making him bite back the whine at losing that closeness once again. His brow furrows a little at the question he's being asked, trying to subtly move his head enough that the tie around his eyes will loosen. It doesn't. All Heizou has is darkness to work with.]
[That immediately gets him to shudder bodily, a sound that's half-whine half-moan escaping him. This helpless feeling, the embarrassment of answering incorrectly, mixing with the delicious pleasure-pain of Lyney's nails leaving marks on his skin, is giving Heizou a heady rush that he's not quite sure what to do with. As if he can even do anything but squirm and try to keep his breathing as even as he can.]
Then you'll have to do better at ignoring the distractions, won't you?
[He emphasizes that with another drag of his nails down Heizou's chest, just to watch him moan again. Honestly he was planning on gagging Heizou, but this might be even better right now.]
Do I need to give you a little practice at filtering out distractions, hmm?
[Lyney gets the desired reaction as Heizou moans again, a bit louder this time as his body tries to shift more into the touch. Mark him up. Be mean. It's what Heizou wants, what he deserves for being a cheeky little shit.]
Mmmmmm, but-
[He huffs a bit, his hands tugging uselessly at his restraints.]
There's nothing to... I can't focus on anything...
[Aside from his aching dick trapped in his pants and Lyney's smooth as sin voice.]
[Lyney hums a bit, leaning in against Heizou so he was all but laying on top of the other man. He's leaning in such a way that his weight presses on that straining dick, but also so he puts extra pressure on his nails against Heizou's chest, leaving angry red welts behind.]
Then you'd better work on that.
[He says the words darkly, with little remorse or mercy behind them. He wants to see Heizou squirm from his voice alone.]
[At this rate it's going to be very easy for Lyney to keep getting what he wants. His body presses down in exactly the right way as nails dig into Heizou's skin, and it makes the redhead suck in a sharp breath through his teeth. The sound of his voice right now really is already doing quite the number on him too, so different from Lyney's usual warm, playful tones. It kind of makes his skin tingle.]
Hahh... Lyney...
[Heizou squirms slightly, body trying to arch up closer to Lyney's warmth, blindly seeking him out with a needy noise. What's also making it difficult to focus is the way his own pulse pounds in his ears, how the breathing he's trying so hard to control is quickly getting harsher, louder.]
[Lyney loves Heizou, he really does. He cares for the man more than anyone who isn't his own family, and loves to hold him close and kiss him and whisper sweet nothings to Heizou. But he also knows that in moments like this, where Heizou is writhing beneath his mercy? These moments thrill him in ways he's not quite sure he can explain coherently. And knowing that Heizou is just as into it, and will more than likely return the action back to him one day definitely feeds that fire within him.]
[As such, as more of those needy noises and heavy pants make Lyney shift his hands, settling them on each side of Heizou's torso. While the touch starts out feather-light and teasing, he eventually drags his nails down harshly, angry marks left in his wake as he moves his hands to Heizou's waistband.]
[The groan Heizou lets out at that is deep, a needy, visceral sound that almost seems like it was pulled out of him by Lyney's nails. He's painfully aware of what these marks must look like, and how long they're going to stay on his skin... But something about that is just plain exciting. Of course he'll still be able to cover anything up with his clothes, but it's always a thrill to have those visible reminders that he belongs to Lyney, body, heart, and soul.]
L-Lyney...
[The desperation, the need that tints Heizou's voice in that single call of his beloved's name, is so obvious it could be a tangible thing in the air between them.]
Take 'em off, it's t-too hot. I need you already. Need you to touch me. Please...
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Date: 28 Sep 2025 23:35 (UTC)He considers saying "yes." His dick is absolutely saying yes right now, straining against his pants. But instead something suddenly flickers in his eyes, something dark and needy. So what comes out of his mouth is-]
Make me...
[Be mean to me. As much as he loves Lyney's praise, he's hungering for something else tonight.]
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Date: 9 Oct 2025 22:39 (UTC)[So, after this quick consideration, Lyney's smile turns sweetly sharp, like he's pitying a particularly amusing enemy. He shifts his hands and drags Heizou's arms up, adjusting his grip so that only one of his hands is pinning Heizou's wrists down. With his newly-freed hand, he reaches for Heizou's face, cradling it gently before his hand slides up... before gripping a chunk of Heizou's hair and forcing his head at an angle.]
I'm sorry, what was that, mon coeur?
[It's asked innocently, but his tone belies a layer of ice coating each word.]
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Date: 10 Oct 2025 00:32 (UTC)Sometimes Heizou just needs someone to remind him that he doesn't know everything, can't know everything, can't always be in control and has to go with the flow. Back home everyone always assumes he can figure out every problem because he's "sooo smart", and it leaves him with no one to turn to when he's on the verge of breaking. It's put him in a place where it's better for him to work alone, where no one can be disappointed if he fails, or when he's wrong. But when he's pinned beneath Lyney like this he knows it's okay if he falls apart and gets broken down, because Lyney will be right there to help put him back together again.
Today is Heizou's birthday. And today he wants that reminder that he's only human. He doesn't want to be Detective Shikanoin. He just wants to be plain ol' Heizou. A cheeky brat that needs to be put in his place.
The rough tug to his hair does a wonderful job of doing just that, making him gasp and wince as his head jerks back. The way Lyney is holding him down leaves him feeling exposed and vulnerable, blinking up at the magician through his long lashes, cheeks stained red. They've barely started their rougher play, and yet Heizou can already feel himself twitching with need in his pants.]
I... I said-- [He has to swallow the lump in his throat. Has to squirm against Lyney's hold.] H-Hurry.
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Date: 11 Oct 2025 20:40 (UTC)[It's why he sees that defiance, the flash of pain, and feels the way Heizou twitches against him. Lyney can understand that this rougher play is exactly what Heizou wants right now, which is how he's able to slip into a colder persona. He hums, eyebrows raised in disdain as he grips Heizou's hair tighter, in a grip that would probably make the other start to see stars. At the same time he sits up, putting more weight on Heizou's groin while also pinning his hands down further.]
What's that? Now Heizou, I thought you were going to be a good boy. But it seems I was mistaken, wasn't I?
[There is a pair of faint click! sounds as he speaks, and when he leans back fully, still holding Heizou's hair, Heizou will find his hands have somehow been handcuffed to the bedpost; using cheap cuffs that can probably be broken out of easily by the other man, but are there more symbolically than for any real desire to bind.]
But now it appears I have to discipline you. A shame, really; I had thought that on your birthday you'd be less of a brat.
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Date: 11 Oct 2025 22:03 (UTC)They're a familiar set of cuffs. If Heizou really wanted to, he could break free from them. But that's not the point of them tonight, as instead Heizou blinks up at Lyney with a dazed, desperate expression. He likes this, he wants more, and Lyney is his beloved torturer who's going to make sure he gets it. And Heizou has to bite down at his lip to help him slide back into character, huffing out a little chuckle to disguise his groan.]
I-It's precisely because it's my birthday... [He squirms a little against his bindings, more for show than anything else.] I can do whatever I w-want~
[Except no he can't. Lyney needs to put him in his place. Because that's what he really wants.]
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Date: 11 Oct 2025 23:49 (UTC)[He can feel Heizou squirming, and he lets go of Heizou's hair as he leans in more, using his newly-freed hand to press down on Heizou's chest. He pins him down with both a hand and a cold, hungry stare.]
But no, you can't just do what you want. And I'm about to show you just that you can't just do what you please. Tonight, you're going to simply take what I deem you worthy of having.
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Date: 12 Oct 2025 01:01 (UTC)Heizou licks his lips, trying and failing to steady his breathing, his gaze falling to the wicked curve of the magician's mouth.]
And... What am I worthy of...?
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Date: 14 Oct 2025 22:31 (UTC)[He then slowly drags his hand down Heizou's stomach, allowing his nails to dig in and drag down Heizou's skin. It won't be enough to break flesh, but it will be enough to leave a few angry red marks.]
And right now? I'm not sure if you're deserving of more than the punishment I'm thinking up for you.
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Date: 15 Oct 2025 03:21 (UTC)Mmm... But I- I'm hard to surprise...
[Yes, he's deeply distracted by sensation and staring at Lyney's lips because they're just so enticing, but his brain hasn't turned off just yet. He's sure that he'll still try to figure out what Lyney is planning whether he means to or not. He's going to need more than just handcuffs...]
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Date: 16 Oct 2025 01:23 (UTC)[Lyney chuckles darkly, leaning away and shaking his head. He removes his hand from Heizou's chest and crosses his arms.]
I can tell your brain is still working overtime. When are you going to learn that sometimes you need to just quiet down and let me fuck you until that pretty brain of yours can't think of anything but me?
[And it's at this point Lyney actually gets up off of Heizou, leaving him tied to the bed as he goes to examine one of his drawers.]
Something tells me that you need a little extra help with that.
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Date: 16 Oct 2025 04:19 (UTC)What... What're you looking for...?
[Vaguely he thinks he might know what Lyney is looking for, but then again his beloved has always been good at subverting expectations. It's one of the many wonderful things about him, one of the things that keeps Heizou excited and always on his toes. It makes their life together fun and interesting. It's what makes them just... work.]
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Date: 19 Oct 2025 23:14 (UTC)[He says the words with a bit of an edge to them, not even looking back at Heizou... but listening for his reaction. If he plays his cards right...]
[In any case, he won't look back until he's got what he's looking for, at which point he stands and turns around with an impassive look on his face.]
I think these will be just what a brat like you needs, yes?
[In his hands, he holds a couple of his scarves he usually uses in his shows.]
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Date: 20 Oct 2025 04:06 (UTC)All of which comes to a screeching halt, just for a moment, when Lyney reveals the scarves in his hands. Heizou blinks, eyes wide with curiosity. He would've guessed that they could be used to tie him up, but the cuffs around his wrists are already doing exactly that. Perhaps his legs were going to be bound as well? Or maybe--]
Ah... Is my voice bothering you..?
[The scarves seem to be the perfect length and size to effectively gag him. But surely Lyney doesn't need more than one for that...]
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Date: 23 Oct 2025 01:37 (UTC)[The scarves would indeed be enough to gag Heizou, but that's not what he's aiming for right now -- perhaps in a little bit, but not in this immediate moment. Lyney hums nonchalantly, playing with the scarves in his hands.]
Perhaps it is, perhaps it isn't... but there's something else I'd rather do to you right now.
[He moves again, climbing back onto the bed and settling himself above Heizou once more. He then takes one of the scarves in hand, one of the darker material ones, threading it through his fingers for a show before grinning wickedly at Heizou.]
Commit this to memory, love. Because it might be a while before you see it again.
[That's all the warning Heizou gets before Lyney is moving to blindfold him.]
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Date: 27 Oct 2025 01:50 (UTC)He doesn't get a chance to give that thought a voice before Lyney is grinning at him. And it's only in the split second before the magician leans forward with the scarf that Heizou finally realizes what's happening.
Lyney knows that if Heizou can't see, it'll be impossible for him to find things to analyze. It'll leave Heizou left with the rest of his senses heightened, and Lyney's touch and warmth too irresistible to ignore in favor of anything else. It's brilliant, really. Despite himself Heizou even laughs a little, impressed and aroused all at once.]
Man alive, you-- You're too clever for your own good, you know?
[It's hot goes unsaid. But as Lyney returns to Heizou's lap, he'll absolutely feel the distinct twitch of his dick still trapped in his pants. Heizou will even squirm beneath him, desperate to be free of the rest of his clothes, wanting to feel skin pressed against skin.]
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Date: 27 Oct 2025 02:16 (UTC)[Let him bask in his own pride for a little bit, especially as he purrs those words directly into Heizou's ear while he ties that blindfold around his eyes. Not too tight, but snug enough that it can't be knocked off with a sudden movement. Once it's put in place properly, Lyney leans back, admiring his work.]
Heizou, mi amour, tell me... how many fingers am I holding up?
[Silently, he's holding four fingers up. But it's not like Heizou can see, right?]
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Date: 27 Oct 2025 02:36 (UTC)At least Heizou can sense when the other draws back, making him bite back the whine at losing that closeness once again. His brow furrows a little at the question he's being asked, trying to subtly move his head enough that the tie around his eyes will loosen. It doesn't. All Heizou has is darkness to work with.]
Th... Five?
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Date: 29 Oct 2025 22:25 (UTC)Oh, I'm sorry, mon coeur, but the correct answer...
[He then drags his hand down Heizou's chest, allowing his nails down the front of Heizou's chest.]
...is four.
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Date: 29 Oct 2025 22:43 (UTC)[That immediately gets him to shudder bodily, a sound that's half-whine half-moan escaping him. This helpless feeling, the embarrassment of answering incorrectly, mixing with the delicious pleasure-pain of Lyney's nails leaving marks on his skin, is giving Heizou a heady rush that he's not quite sure what to do with. As if he can even do anything but squirm and try to keep his breathing as even as he can.]
That's- not fair. Y-You're distracting me...
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Date: 30 Oct 2025 02:59 (UTC)[He emphasizes that with another drag of his nails down Heizou's chest, just to watch him moan again. Honestly he was planning on gagging Heizou, but this might be even better right now.]
Do I need to give you a little practice at filtering out distractions, hmm?
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Date: 30 Oct 2025 04:24 (UTC)Mmmmmm, but-
[He huffs a bit, his hands tugging uselessly at his restraints.]
There's nothing to... I can't focus on anything...
[Aside from his aching dick trapped in his pants and Lyney's smooth as sin voice.]
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Date: 5 Nov 2025 03:31 (UTC)Then you'd better work on that.
[He says the words darkly, with little remorse or mercy behind them. He wants to see Heizou squirm from his voice alone.]
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Date: 6 Nov 2025 02:39 (UTC)Hahh... Lyney...
[Heizou squirms slightly, body trying to arch up closer to Lyney's warmth, blindly seeking him out with a needy noise. What's also making it difficult to focus is the way his own pulse pounds in his ears, how the breathing he's trying so hard to control is quickly getting harsher, louder.]
Lyn, please...
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Date: 11 Nov 2025 00:45 (UTC)[As such, as more of those needy noises and heavy pants make Lyney shift his hands, settling them on each side of Heizou's torso. While the touch starts out feather-light and teasing, he eventually drags his nails down harshly, angry marks left in his wake as he moves his hands to Heizou's waistband.]
You want these off? Beg for it.
[It's not a request.]
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Date: 11 Nov 2025 01:30 (UTC)L-Lyney...
[The desperation, the need that tints Heizou's voice in that single call of his beloved's name, is so obvious it could be a tangible thing in the air between them.]
Take 'em off, it's t-too hot. I need you already. Need you to touch me. Please...
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