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[Eichi laughs against Artemis' skin as all he gets as an answer is the sound of breathing and the feeling of arms and fingers tight on him. He doesn't stop what he's doing, only spurred on by the way Artemis doesn't speak.

His lips trail down to Artemis' collarbone, and Eichi slides his hands underneath Artemis' shirt, cold fingers searching for warm skin to touch.]

[ It's ... beyond annoying, really, how he's already stripped down like this - How he's supposed to be doing this because it's an obligation, but he's starved enough for touch and for affection that he can't help but roll his body into Eichi's touches, give him all that he wants when he asks for it, still wordless all the while. ]

[Eichi sighs, content with the way Artemis responds to him, practically pushing back into his touch. And Eichi has barely even touched him... there's something relatable about that. For his good behavior, Artemis is rewarded with Eichi's fingers running down the sides of his body, his teeth nipping gently at the flesh of Artemis' collarbone.]

[ There's another soft gasp as he shudders- Eichi's cold fingers raking down his sides while he bites at soft skin feels--- ... Nice. He doesn't want to admit it, especially since this date was forced, but being touched like this, being inescapably vulnerable like this ---- It's a little intoxicating. Shifting his grip, he drapes his arms over Eichi's shoulders and leans back, resting against the glass of the window behind him. ]

[It's intoxicating to hear Tenn's voice raising with just his touch. The feeling of arms around him also gains a little noise of contentment from Eichi as his hands get to Tenn's thighs. He squeezes them before he starts going for the waistband and attempting to pull Tenn's pants down slowly.]

[ ——Embarrassing, how embarrassing. Feeling Eichi's hands on the skin of his thighs, feeling his hands run up that skin to the wasteband of his shorts. he- shifts, slightly, burrying his face in Eichi's shoulder in embarrassment as he lifts his hips to aide him. ]

[Eichi hums his approval as Tenn's hips lift up, and he pulls his pants down almost reverently. He's never done this before. This is all new. Eichi is confident enough in what he's doing, but that doesn't stop him from taking it slowly and REALLY relishing in it like it was a sweet treat he wasn't sure he'd get again.

He lets out a breath against Tenn's neck before he has to pull away.]

Tell me... I'm your first, right?

[ Again, without speaking, continuing to hide his face, he nods. --He knows, right now, if he were to say anything, his voice would break. He'd trip over his words. That's embarrassing-- too embarrassing.

But- the answer to this question should be obvious, shouldn't it ... ? He knows that Eichi is asking him just to make him say it, and that's embarrassing too. ]

Mmmhh, how exciting~ This will be a good story to tell, then.

[Eichi could have guessed, of course. He did just want to hear it, and he is a little disappointed to only get a nod, but only a little, because it is a little satisfying to have Tenn so tongue-tied.

He continues what he's doing then, his scaled fingers going back to touch Tenn's now bare thighs. There's a sort of reverence to it as Eichi squeezes and tests, then runs his hands down the inside of those thighs, only barely touching that perfect skin. Yes, he was designed this way, that much was perfectly obvious, and that was what Eichi craved the most. This manufactured perfection in a human guise.

He bites lightly at his lower lip, even that pressure threatening to break the thin skin there as he closes in on Tenn once more, hands quickly going to undo his own pants.]

[ -No, it won't be a good story to tell, because telling the story of how he lost his virginity in a ferris wheel to someone he was blackmailed by to go on a date with is, actually, one of the most mortifying things he can think of.

As he's touched further --- Groped and manhandled in places that had only received stage touches in photoshoots before, he can't help but squirm impatiently. When Eichi kisses him, again, he melts right into it, all but shuddering into the teeth that tug at his lip. --He likes kissing, he thinks absently- but, he wouldn't admit that out loud. He opens his mouth to break the kiss, though - but doesn't pull away, just putting enough distance to be able to speak against Eichi's lips. ]

--H- hurry up-

[ ...It's weird. He's not used to this, not used to feeling heat and desire and-- well, arousal. That's usually tamped down firmly under layers and layers of years of conditioning, but somehow- Eichi has wrenched that free, and that's a little violating, but- At the moment, in the moment, it's not something that Tenn can dwell on. ]

[Eichi laughs back against Tenn's lips then, feeling something like nervousness tingle down his spine. This was his first time too, and really isn't it a little more embarrassing to have to blackmail someone into pretending to like you? Eichi won't say that, though.

He presses their hips together, just attempting to get a little bit of contact for now.]

Mmph. We really shouldn't rush. It's not like anyone will be catching us out here.

[Eichi laughs once more, looking over Tenn's shoulder to the window behind him, scanning their surroundings. They were still alone, of course. There was no doubt about that.]

Are you getting cold?

I- I'm not-- worried about getting caught -

[ yes he is. the idea of someone seeing him like this is - more than embarrassing. he can barely think about it.

when eichi presses their hips together he can't help but breathe a sharp breath out - bucking up into him with more neediness than probably expected from him.

--he is, in truth, playing it up just a little bit. if eichi wants him, then Tenn is going to give him what he wants. though -- he's falling for a trap that he's laying for himself, actually growing impatient and finding himself squirming as eichi touches and touches and doesn't bring them any closer to getting anywhere ]

-- It's autumn, of course I'm cold-

[Eichi likes it, in all honesty. Whether it's real or fake, whether it's played up or played down, Eichi wants to feel like he is wanted. Even if he knows this is something he'd forced into happening at all- it feels nice to be wanted!

He rewards Tenn's perceived need, his performance, by running his hand down Tenn's body. He has scales of course, but they're smooth and soft, and his claws are gentle enough just running over skin, and he stops just toying around in order to slide his hand between Tenn's legs, touching his cock. Just... touching. It's a little curious, but not shy.]

It is a little... chilly.

[He pauses in thought then. He's going to have to prepare Tenn, won't he? ...Well. Time to use this "foreplay" to think of a solution for this problem.]

[ it's the first time that someone has touched him like this. he rarely touches himself, even - has been conditioned too much to think that his body belongs to his fans, not even himself. and, so - he can't help but jerk his hips as he's touched, breath catching in his throat. ]

-U- ... Use my body to warm up, then.

[ Ah. What an ungodly embarrassing line. This is the worst. ]

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