felinguistic | kanesanchan

[ it's fine. shiraishi just lies back and studies him while he's busy half disrobing. he's comfortable, and the aphro zinging through his system help to appreciate the view. ]

If you were planning on slow and gentle, then you would have been nicer beforehand. I just read the mood.

[ his head tilts, genuinely curious despite himself as he works to remove the kimono as well... the sleeves would only get in the way, after all. ]

Would you prefer that? Slow and gentle?

[ shiraishi doesn't seem the type? ]

I really don't care either way.

[ he shrugs, sheets on the bed shifting with the movement. ]

People will do what they want.

Everyone has something they like best.

[ but he won't argue it now. the sooner they get this over with, the better. so, fine, if shiraishi wants to be rough, he'll get rough. kanesan knows how that works by now. so when he leans down this time, instead of bothering with another kiss, he's going to bite down on the pulse point of shiraishi's neck without bothering to hold back. ]

Maybe I’m just reasonable that way.

[ oh. well.

shiraishi winces at that, the sharp dig of teeth both a surprise and expected all at once. once that initial surprise had worn off, he just laughs. it’s a little breathy but gets the point across. his retaliation is to lift his hands and dig nails into the exposed skin of kanesan’s back — just hard enough to really bite. ]

[ if he has a response for that, it's lost to a grunt at the sensation of shiraishi's nails in his skin. but instead of retaliating immediately, he runs his tongue over where he bit - even with someone like this, he doesn't want to hurt his partner too much, after all. but he will hold shiraishi in place with a firm hand on his hip. ]

[ hmm. he's not against that -- the hand on his hip and the weight behind it. he pulls his nails back a little, so it's more a heavy press of fingertips and drags them down kanesan's spine in a slow, purposeful swoop. ]

[ his back arches with a hiss, and he presses down against shiraishi. then kanesan gives a soft laugh against his ear, voice low when he speaks. ]

What was that about making it bearable?

[ and then he's biting down on the ear lobe. it's turning out to be more of a sparring session than a good time, but. okay. he's not afraid of a good battle. ]

Would you rather I just lay back and thought of Tokyo?

[ please. that'd be boring for both of them. ]

I’d rather you use that mouth of yours for something more bearable than talking.

[ he says, still talking?? but at least he’s busying himself with doing other things too, like slipping his hand under shiraishi’s shirt. ]

Hmmm. How forward of you.

[ he tenses a little at that hand, but doesn't resist any attempts to remove it or... anything, really. go for it, kanesan. ]

[ kanesan hums in acknowledgement against his ear, and he decides to test how far shiraishi will let him go, starting to work the shirt up a bit further. swords have no shame, i guess. ]

But you’re still talking.

[ that's fair, neither does he. he just laughs. ]

You're not stopping me.

[ well, fine. he turns to catch shiraishi's lips in a rough kiss, all tongue and teeth, while his other hand will find his thigh. ]

[ oh my. shiraishi lets his head tilt back a little into that kiss and gives back with as much tongue and teeth as he can as well. his thigh parts when kanesan's hand drops onto it. ]

[ that’s… better. he hums in approval, apparently happy to hold shiraishi down for the time being. though he will work on removing his shirt! ]

[ don't hold him down too much, he'll have to raise his shoulders enough to let him get that shirt off once he's done unbuttoning it.

once his shirt is off, he'll make an attempt on whatever mass of kimono kanesan's wearing, and slide it off his shoulders. ]

[ luckily for shiraishi, he’s already taken off the bulkiest layer of his kimono, and he’s left with only the white and black shirts underneath. the white one is pretty easy to remove, with a simple tie at his waist. the black one is tighter, though, and will need to be pulled over his head, but he’ll move to accommodate them both as necessary.

he’s not going to move on immediately once shiraishi’s shirt is gone, though. first kanesan is going to give a good, hard bite to his pulse point, following it up with his tongue before moving down his neck. ]

[ ow. wow, and he was getting shit for being bitey earlier? he's able to get the tie on the white one free, but he has to wait until kanesan's done playing vampire with his pulse point before he can yank it off and deliver a sharp retaliation bite.

just. to his nipple. or the area of his chest. casual like. ]

[ at some point kanesan does pull back to remove those last few layers, and with that bite comes a sharp inhale through his teeth. it’s. really annoying that he doesn’t actually dislike that?

whatever!! he retaliates by dragging his fingernails down shiraishi’s side toward his hip - not too hard, but just enough to sting. ]

[ oh wow, we're learning plenty of things today, hm. he shifts a little a the scratch o those nails, away from it at first but almost into it after a moment. ]

Did you like or not like that, I can't tell.

Do you care?

[ the tone makes it clear that kanesan expects the answer to be no, but he's not waiting to hear it. he's just going to focus on peeling off the last layer of shirts honestly why does he dress like this i hate it ]

I'm curious.

[ because he's a sword boi from the kimono era. he can continue, he looks fine. while he's distracted, he's going to lean forward and repeat that nipping motion on the chest when he gets the chance. ]

[ he just rolls his eyes and leans over to set the shirt aside. but then shiraishi is happening, and kanesan just… allows it, this time reacting only by taking a deep breath. ]

I don’t mind it.

Hmm.

[ he lets himself drop back down. ]

I see. [ he'll take that as a "quite enjoys it" and file that away for later. ]

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