Evil Asian Genius as Tatsumi Rinoa as Tsuzuki
and
Katsue as Hisoka
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Tatsumi: Kurosaki-kun, Tsuzuki-san. Please come see me in my office immediately.
Hisoka: *Nervous* Hai, Tatsumi-san
Tsuzuki: Hisoka, I'll take full fault if we're in trouble again *wink*
Tatsumi: *turns heel, before anyone says anything, and stalks back to his office. He seems like he's in a FOUL mood*
Hisoka: Tsuzuki, you better *had* take the blame, because it's your fault!
Tsuzuki: *shiver* Or maybe not. I have no pay to deduct from! *whimper*
Hisoka: Whaaaat?
Tatsumi: *sits in office, waiting. Seems intent on something, though lord knows what it is*
Tsuzuki: *shakes head* No I didn't mean that! I meant... I'll cover for you, really!
Hisoka: *small smile*
Tsuzuki: *knocks on Tatsumi's door, opens it* ....Tatsumi? We're here.
Tatsumi: *taps fingers against desk. He's looking at a big pile of accounts on his desk* Come.
Hisoka: *walks in, trying to look calm*
Tatsumi: Please, have a seat. (You’ll need to, once I tell you everything that's on my mind)
Hisoka: *Sits, impassively* Tatsumi-san?
Tsuzuki: *closes door behind them and sits next to Hisoka. Nervous* What's the trouble?
Tatsumi: *a little sigh* I'm not here to lecture you about your performance, Tsuzuki-san. But as you know, your debts have increased fourfold in the last three cases...
Tsuzuki: *eyes widen* ...
Hisoka: *sighs heavily* I suppose I should help out
Tatsumi: Something has to be done about this. *pause* Are you suggesting that you wish to take on some of Tsuzuki-san's debts, Kurosaki-kun?
Hisoka: I don't see I have much choice, since we're partners
Tsuzuki: *shock* But... it's my fault Hisoka! You don't have to...
Hisoka:Someone has to get you out of trouble *exasparated*
Tatsumi: Ahem.
Tsuzuki: *a thankful smile* You're the best! But I still want to do my share, Tatsumi.
Hisoka: *turns to Tatsumi* Yes, I will help pay off some of the debts, but just this once. *looks fiercely at Tsuzuki*
Tatsumi: *glasses gleam, it's something on his mind* I will accept your altruism, Kurosaki-kun. *continues* Tsuzuki-san, your debts have recently come dangerously close to default. The Hakushaku contacted the Chief in the last week asking for payment.
Tsuzuki: *sweatdrops, shivers* That's not good. Please Tatsumi, tell me what can I do? Anything but Hakushaku... *puts on the big watery eye act*
Tatsumi: *a hint of comfort in his voice* It's all right, Tsuzuki-san. *back to business* Even though the Hakushaku was very insistent upon settlement - this time he was very serious - measures have been taken.
Hisoka: What measures do you mean?
Katsue: (where's our seme?)
Rinoa: (maybe we have to make the Uke Mating call?)
Rinoa: (you know, yell "Yamete!" or make small whimpering noises XD)
Tatsumi: *shuffles papers* Drastic measures. *pause* The Hakushaku and I came to a compromise, Tsuzuki-san. I am now your creditor. All debts have been transferred to my name, at great cost, and you will remit payment to me, Tsuzuki-san.
Hisoka: *Looks startled* Er, Tatsumi-san?? Do you mean???
Tsuzuki: Ahh! *face lights up* I'll take you any day over Hakushaku! *smiles, then suddenly realises the double entendre he made. Slinks back to his chair in shame*
Tatsumi: *wry hint of a smile at that insinuation* It means, Kurosaki-kun, that you will be making payments to me.
Hisoka: What *sort* of payments?? You can't mean??
Tsuzuki: *mutters* Can't be worse than Hakushaku's...
Tatsumi: *leans back in the chair* I'm sure you can think up something between the two of you, as neither your salaries are able to cover the majority of it, even if you did work a hundred years paying just me. *pause, steeples fingers*
Hisoka: *voice cracks* Tatsumi-san?? *Nervous* What do you have in mind?
Tsuzuki: *gulps* Surely... you can't be suggesting... you'd take the same currency as Hakushaku? *blinkblink*
Hisoka: *Goes bright red*
Tatsumi: Certainly not. *leans forward* I think that to start, I would like to see some debt counseling. Corrective measures, as you see, because I refuse to pay the Hakushaku again for your indiscretions, Tsuzuki-san. (ooh, the things I've got in mind...)
Hisoka: C- corrective measures? For *both* of us?
Tatsumi: Of course. As you've volunteered to cover some of the debt, the first lesson shall be imparted to the both of you.
Hisoka: *Give Tsuzuki a dirty but worried look*
Tsuzuki: I'll do anything, work overtime, anything. *nods, face serious for a change*
Hisoka: You'll make this up to me, Tsuzuki!
Tatsumi: Anything? *arches eyebrows* Will you agree, the both of you, to follow my instruction precisely?
Tsuzuki: *meeps* I promise! *whisper* I will make it up for you too Hisoka.
Tatsumi: *tilts head minutely* Good to hear that, then. *pauses for dramatic effect* Please strip down, the both of you.
Hisoka: Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?
Tsuzuki: W-what??! *stammer*
Tatsumi: Are you questioning my methods? *glassesgleamofdeath*
Hisoka: No, Tatsumi-san. *Begins to unbutton shirt and steals glance at Tsuzuki*
Tsuzuki: No, no! *shakes head, follows Hisoka's lead, but tries not to... look...*
Tatsumi: Good. Remember that I could always farm out parts of this debt of yours, Tsuzuki-san. I hear that a certain wealthy doctor is always looking for test subjects. *threaaaat*
Hisoka: *Goes pale*
Tsuzuki: *gulp. Starts stripping faster, flinging his tie somewhere far away*
Hisoka: *Hands are shaking too much to unbutton his shirt*
Evil Asian Genius: (Fortunately, it's after hours. Even Watari's at home watching Fear Factor)
Evil Asian Genius: (oh, and 'Junkyard Wars.')
Katsue: (don't make me laugh, I'll cough)
Hisoka: *Looks lost*
Tatsumi: Tsuzuki-san. *clipped voice of command* Help your partner.
Tsuzuki: *steals glances at Hisoka, forcing his thoughts on neutral territories* Ha-hai,
Tsuzuki: *starts the unbuttoning, but has trouble with it*
Hisoka: *Looks up shyly at Tsuzuki. He blushes even more*
Tsuzuki: *smiles, but doesn't manage to make it quite as reassuring as he'd like. His eyes seem to wander*
Hisoka: *Shivers a little, not used to being exposed in front of other people. Obediently folds clothes*
Tsuzuki: *folds the clothes, using the distraction happily. And covers some parts of himself as well*
Tatsumi: *appreciative eye over the two of them, especially Tsuzuki's turned back, now that he's folding clothes. He reaches under his desk, and pulls out a riding crop. It looks seasoned and weathered, but well-taken care of* (It's had some fairly serious use, obviously, but in good condition)
Hisoka: *Eyes go very wide*
Rinoa: (*dies happy*)
Tatsumi: I trust you recognize this, Tsuzuki-san.
Tsuzuki: *turns around and sees the crop* Oh... no... *eyes dart between Tatsumi and Hisoka*
Hisoka: Tatsumi-san????? What are...?
Evil Asian Genius: (will Tsuzuki get a stiffy? Will Tatsumi use his riding crop? Find out on the next episode of UkeBallZ: Tatsumi whips Tsuzuki!)
Tatsumi: A corrective implement that Tsuzuki-san, I trust, is familiar with. *moves to stand up, slowly unfolding himself, adding to the menace* It's served well, in the past.
Tsuzuki: *bows his head* Please, Tatsumi... I can take it. Don't make Hisoka...
Tsuzuki: *is not comfortable with the idea of Hisoka-whipping*
Hisoka: *stoically* no, I agreed
Tatsumi: Oh? *walks over, and gives Hisoka's back a rather lingering slide down the curve of it with his hand* Are you frightened that I might mar his back?
Hisoka: *blushes*
Evil Asian Genius: (Tatsumi's still got his suit on, so he could have any number of things hiding in his pockets)
Tsuzuki: *feels a rather annoying little twitch in his nether regions* No, I just don't want him to be hurt.
Rinoa: (unless he wants to... ^_~)
Tatsumi: I think that the decision's out of your hands, Tsuzuki-san. (i.e. you said I'm in charge, right?)
Hisoka: I will accept my punishment, Tatsumi-san
Tatsumi: Good. *a little nod of approval* Please rest your hands, on the edge of the desk, Kurosaki-kun. Legs apart, back leaned out.
Tsuzuki: *shakes head, not believing his ears. Or the reaction he's having...*
Hisoka: *Takes a deep breath, and silently obeys Tatsumi. Is shaking*
Tatsumi: Tsuzuki-san. I trust you will stay out of the way. *absent gesture, and Tsuzuki's shadowbondaged, imperceptibly - he won't know until he tries to move*
Hisoka: *Looks pleading. Wants Tsuzuki with him. Waits nervously to see what will happen*
Tsuzuki: *shudders as he observes the positioning. Tries to cover his slight excitement with his hands but, notices he can't move!* Ehhh?!
Tatsumi: *walks halfway around Hisoka, giving him an appraising look, as if wondering where to begin. Slides the tip of the riding crop against the smooth side of Hisoka's buttocks, the pliable leather leaving a whisper of touch against the trembling flesh, a teasing caress*
Hisoka: Ahhhhhhhh *attempts to stifle noise of pleasure*
Tatsumi: *a flick, it slides against the skin again, a gentle, seductive touch*
Tsuzuki: *licks his dry lips, as he figures that's about all he can do. Oh, he could talk too!* ...Hisoka... *throat dry*
Hisoka: *Is getting aroused, and presses closer to the desk to hide his growing erection*
Tatsumi: *flick - and the riding crop comes down. It's a nice firm, direct whip - Tatsumi isn't holding back*
Hisoka: *Whimpers*
Tatsumi: *Again, this time harder, verging on the edge of drawing blood* (I'm taking the BtG heal factor into account)
Hisoka: *Lets out a cry, then bites his lip*
Tsuzuki: *can almost feel the hit too, the sound still ringing in his ears. Breathing once, twice, trying to calm down* Hisoka, please be all right...
Tatsumi: *riding crop comes down again, this time lower, a faint teasing breath of air against Hisoka's sac*
Hisoka: *moans softly, and presses even closer to the desk*
Tatsumi: Corrective measures, obviously, must be taken. *gestures, and Hisoka is firmly held into place by his own shadow, his hips jutting back, back near parallel with the desk, legs spread wide*
Tsuzuki: *struggles against the bonds, then he hears the moan. Could he... actually enjoy this?* Hisoka, are you alright? *voice a bit raspy*
Hisoka: I'm fine *shivers a little*
Tatsumi: *Brings the riding crop down again, hard and unforgiving*
Hisoka: *Yelps* Tatsumi-san?
Tsuzuki: Really? *jerks with the next hit, trying desperately to get any movement at all* Tatsumi... please let me...
Tatsumi: *whip, and the tip of the riding crop curves around the side of Hisoka's buttock, coyly brushing his hip with a line of pain*
Hisoka: *Leans further over the desk* Tatsumi-san?... Why...?
Tsuzuki: *moans, bucks against the shadows binding him* Tatsumi, let me too...?
Hisoka: Why do I have to have my legs spread apart for this? *rubs up against desk*
Rinoa: (Why, to give me a better view my dear *grin*)
Hisoka: *Is all too aware of Tsuzuki's eyes on him, snd very aware of what Tsuzuki would like to do...*
Tatsumi: It's a better stance for such things. *shadows move Hioska back forcefully, keeping Hisoka's pelvis away from the protective cover of the desk, so that instead of being over the desk, he's against just the edge of it, with a nice bit of room between himself and the desk, more than enough for a person to kneel before*
Hisoka: *blushes, as his aching erection is exposed clearly to view*
Tsuzuki: Uhnn... *bites his lips as his eyes rake over every bit of Hisoka he sees. He's aching to lick the whip marks... and more*
Tatsumi: Tsuzuki-san. As your troublesome mouth seems not be of any good use to you, you will put it to use for me.
Tsuzuki: *lifts his head up, nods quickly* Yes, of course, anything you want!
Tatsumi: *gestures, and the bonds on Tsuzuki disappear* I want you to kneel before Kurosaki-kun.
Hisoka: *Is trying not to let on just how excited he is by this*
Tsuzuki: *nods again, walks carefully up to Hisoka and kneels down.* What now?
Hisoka: *Looks down at Tsuzuki*
Tatsumi: Need you ask? *slides the length of the riding crop along the crack of Hisoka's buttocks* Suck him.
Hisoka: *Realises how close Tsuzuki's face is to his erection. He gasps*
Tsuzuki: *licks lips, looks at Hisoka's face to assure somehow that this is okay* Unn... *slowly extends his tongue, begins to lick the cock like it was a lollipop*
Hisoka: Ahhhhhhhhhhhh… *He trembles with pleasure* Tsuzuki!!!
Tatsumi: *brings the riding crop down against Hisoka's buttocks, a long lash of stinging pain*
Hisoka: *Yelps, and thrusts forward into Tsuzuki's mouth*
Tsuzuki: *takes hold of Hisoka's thighs, almost gags*
Evil Asian Genius: (I'm going to throw in a plot device, and say that Hisoka's regenerative healing is fast, but not as fast as Tsuzuki's)
Tatsumi: *smack, brings up a beautiful line of welt against Hisoka's pale buttocks* I trust you will tell us if you are close, Kurosaki-kun.
Hisoka: C- close, Tatsumi-san???
Tsuzuki: *pays no attention to the speaking, he's thoroughly enjoying this treat. He sucks and licks and bops his head as if his life depended on it*
Tatsumi: *a brush of cloth against Hisoka's back - Tatsumi is standing directly behind him* *reaches down and touches the junction of Tsuzuki's mouth and Hisoka's cock, sliding along the hard flesh and trailing against the edge of Tsuzuki's lips* Close. Tsuzuki-san. *pushes Tsuzuki's head back, momentarily*
Hisoka: *Whines softly in dismay*
Tsuzuki: *whimpers* Mmh... Tatsumi?
Tatsumi: *hand disappears for a moment, and when returns, has something in it - a hair band. It's thick, elastic, and the type that's guaranteed not to pinch or pull more* Tsuzuki-san, help me with this. (So it should be constrictive enough to keep the uke at bay, but not so much to hurt or cause damage. Yeah, you get it)
Hisoka: What the??? Tatsumi-san?????
Tsuzuki: *eyes the hair band and quickly figures out the intended use* Oh... *takes hold of it with trembling fingers, slips it on and around twice* That good?
Katsue: (has that gone where I think it has?)
Tatsumi: Perfect. Amazing what the girls leave lying around. *draws back, a whisper of cloth against Hisoka's back* Please continue, Tsuzuki-san. *exploratory whip against Hisoka's flesh, teasingly*
Hisoka: *writhes in frustrated pleasure*
Tsuzuki: *strokes tentatively, then licks the head only, suckling a little*
Hisoka: *Cries out, begging for more*
Tatsumi: *brings whip down again, a hard whack*
Hisoka: *Please!!*
Tsuzuki: *squeezes lightly, licking up and down in no hurry*
Tatsumi: *continues to whip Hisoka soundly, landing firm blows even as the shadows hold him in place, leaving just enough leeway for Hisoka to move his hips*
Hisoka: Oh God! *Makes a noise that is halfway between pain and pleasure, and tries to push deeper into Tsuzuki's warm, wet mouth*
Tsuzuki: *lets Hisoka push deeper, suppressing his gag reflex. Begins to fondle his thighs with one hand*
Hisoka: *Eyes start watering from the sensation of both the whip and Tsuzuki's touch*
Tatsumi: *abruptly stops, after leaving lines of raised welts along Hisoka's buttocks. Moves forward to caress the hot, reddened flesh, feeling the overlying lines of punishment laid out before him like a map*
Hisoka: *Is so close to coming, but can't quite* Mmmmmhhhhhh
Tatsumi: *a thumb creases back one of the buttocks, parting it, and a hard object pushes against Hisoka's entrance, slick with lubrication that must have happened sometime in that pause of pain*
Tsuzuki: *pulls back for just a little, to steal a glance at what Tatsumi has managed to do. His eyes widen in appreciation, and his breath catches*
Hisoka: *Gasps*
Hisoka: Tatsumi-san.... What....?
Tatsumi: *playfully moves the handle of the riding crop against the entrance for a moment, before sliding it in, slowly and firmly*
Tsuzuki: *his face is burning, and his own erection is getting painfully hard to ignore* That's so... beautiful...
Hisoka: *Winces momentarily at the burn of stretched muscles and the sudden invasion. He looks down at Tsuzuki's naked form, and relaxes a little*
Tsuzuki: *keeps stroking Hisoka though, even if he's slightly distracted*
Tatsumi: *moves the handle firmly, sliding it in further, angling it as he goes...but then, gives a hard sharp forward thrust*
Hisoka: Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!
Hisoka: Please, Tatsumi-san, that hurts...
Tsuzuki: *bites his lips, and hides his face to continue on the blowjob*
Tatsumi: Hmm? *and the hand seems to falter, relenting* Tsuzuki-san. *tone of command*
Tsuzuki: *looks from the side* Mm?
Tatsumi: Come here. *firm, no-way-about-it voice*
Tsuzuki: *reluctantly detaches and gets up* Yes, Tatsumi?
Hisoka: *Wonders what is about to happen*
Tatsumi: *slides the handle of the riding crop out* As Kurosaki-kun volunteered to take some of your punishment, so you will do the same for him. I want you to stand as Kurosaki-san stands, leaning over him. (i.e. Hisoka's back pressed to Tsuzuki's crotch*
Tsuzuki: *nods, but is still a bit unsure as he gets into the position* Now what?
Hisoka: *presses back against Tsuzuki*
Tatsumi: *shadowbinds him, so that he can't turn his head and see what Tatsumi is doing* Now, you wait. *sounds of Tatsumi opening and shutting things, etc.* (there's enough room for them to wiggle a bit, and the shadows keep them from muscle strain, because they can easily hold up their weight if they relax*
Tsuzuki: *moans low, presses his face to Hisoka's neck* You taste good, by the way.
Hisoka: *Is very aware of Tsuzuki's erection pressing against him* Mmmmmhhh, Tsuzuki!
Evil Asian Genius: (They can easily maneuver so Tsuzuki can rub himself against Hisoka's buttocks. They’re already mostly there anyway)
Hisoka: *leans his neck back into the caress*
Tsuzuki: *nuzzles, then finally starts suckling on the skin and rubbing his cock against Hisoka* Mmmh...
Hisoka: *Whines softly, and tries to tip his head so he can kiss Tsuzuki*
Tsuzuki: *leans as far as he can, but still misses Hisoka's lips. Kisses where he can reach anyway, and manages to extend his tongue enough to lick at the lips*
Hisoka: *Parts his lips, and touches the tip of his tongue to Tsuzuki's*
Tatsumi: *returns, a voice behind the two* My apologies, Kurosaki-kun. I forget sometimes that not all supplicants are as versatile as Tsuzuki-san. *moves up to fondle Tsuzuki, hand sliding down to gently cup his sac, the hint of lubrication slick on his fingers*
Tsuzuki: *torn between leaning forward and pushing back, ends up making a small circle with his hips*
Hisoka: *cock is aching from the now-missing delicious warmth of Tsuzuki's mouth’s mouth and wriggles against Tsuzuki*
Tatsumi: However, I have found the appropriate corrective agent, Tsuzuki-san. I trust you will find this enlightening. *parts Tsuzuki's buttocks, and the slick, blunt edge of something hits his entrance*
Tsuzuki: *kisses and licks Hisoka's chin when he feels the pressure* Ohh! Ta...tsumi... *whimper
Tatsumi: *begins to slide it in. It's obviously bigger than the handle was, slick and hard, pushing past any resistance with lubrication and a firm hand*
Hisoka: *Feels Tsuzuki's erection press hard up against the cleavage between his buttocks*
Tsuzuki: *clamps his mouth against Hisoka's shoulder to keep from crying out. The feeling of stretching is exquisite, as is the warm, shuddering body under him*
Hisoka: *Nestles back against Tsuzuki and parts his legs a little further*
Tatsumi: *slides it in the rest of the way, and gives it an experimental push, as if making sure it's secure, angling it a little and so forth before leaving it as is. But as his hands move away, they suddenly return, buckling something around Tsuzuki's hips* The wonders of hands-free technology, Tsuzuki-san.
Tsuzuki: *thrusts erratically, seeking friction and relief from the delicious torture* A-ahh!!
Hisoka: *Leans further over the desk under the pressure of Tsuzuki's thrusts*
Tatsumi: Really now, Tsuzuki-san. It's only just started. *the noise of a tiny 'click' and whatever's been lodged in Tsuzuki now begins a low vibration*
Tsuzuki: *moans, whimpers. Rubs against Hisoka harder*
Hisoka: *reaches down in desperation, and begins to stroke his length*
Tatsumi: *too busy to notice that one of his binding's come undone, and Hisoka's hands are free. He draws back, and a few seconds later, the riding crop comes slashing down against Tsuzuki's buttocks*
Tsuzuki: Tatsumi, w- *stops as he's whipped* Aaaahh! *broken little mewl*
Evil Asian Genius: (Terazuma: Don't even get me started on what happened to me and Kannuki after we tried to submit something without an itemized receipt. *rubs ass*)
Rinoa: (omg... Ebil!)
Hisoka: *Bucks forward against the desk under the impact of Tsuzuki*
Tatsumi: *hits Tsuzuki again with the riding crop, much harder than he did with Hisoka, because he knows Tsuzuki better - the impact jars the vibrator*
Tsuzuki: *sobs, yelling out the pain of the hit (because he knows Tatsumi likes that ;))
Hisoka: *Tries to reach round to touch Tsuzuki and settles for rubbing up against him*
Tatsumi: *whips Tsuzuki firmly, almost hinting on harshness, every blow making the vibrator twitch in some way as it vibrates* (Since Tsuzuki-san has faster healing capacity, Tatsumi has to work twice as hard.)
Tsuzuki: *shudders violently because the vibrator seems to push his hotbuttons constantly* Ummh, Tatsumi... so good...
Hisoka: *Is trembling with frustrated excitement by now, as he can feel Tsuzuki's pleasure. He shakily caresses his own arousal*
Tatsumi: *whips some more, before deciding that he can't take much more of this. *unzips his pants, freeing his own erection, and strokes it while slicing lashes against Tsuzuki's buttocks* Of course, this is for you, Tsuzuki-san.
Tsuzuki: *runs his lips across the shoulders and neck, sucking and biting down gently at first, gradually growing bolder* Ahh, yes... punish me Tatsumi...
Tatsumi: *almost a growl, as he somehow manages to lube himself one-handed while whipping Tsuzuki, stroking and squeezing his own erection* You deserve.... every... lash....
Hisoka: *Longs to be able to be able to touch Tsuzuki, but revels in the feel of his mouth*
Tatsumi: *gestures, and Tsuzuki's left hand is free* Help Kurosaki-kun. *flings the riding crop aside, the last hit now turned into a ghost-memory against Tsuzuki's buttock. Tatsumi moves forward and with a shaky hand, unbuckles the strap around Tsuzuki's hips*
Tsuzuki: *licks the marks his teeth leave, extending his now freed hand to help Hisoka in the stroking.* Can I... take you? *glances behind him* Would it be okay Tatsumi?
Tatsumi: *growls* Fine. *impatiently pulls the vibrator free from Tsuzuki, a sudden withdrawal*
Tsuzuki: *yelps*
Tatsumi: *hand goes to grasp Tsuzuki's erection, slick with lube and his other hand parts Tsuzuki's buttocks*
Hisoka: Tsuzuki... Please...
Tatsumi: Kurosaki-kun. Hips up, if you please.
Hisoka: *Obediently lifts his hips*
Tatsumi: *pushes Tsuzuki firmly forward, even as own erection juts against the crevasse between Tsuzuki's buttocks* *finds and begins gently fingering Hisoka's entrance with a slicked finger*
Hisoka: *quivers ecstatically and moans*
Tsuzuki: *growling low, moves forward, one hand sneaking away from the loosened bonds and moving to caress Hisoka's chest*
Hisoka: *licks Tsuzuki's arm*
Tatsumi: *pulls out of Hisoka, and takes Tsuzuki's cock into his hand. Feels up the hard member, making sure that it's slick and lubey. Moves it toward Hisoka's entrance, pushing the tip against the clenched muscles*
Tsuzuki: *nibbles, pushes slowly past the tense muscles* Unnh... *tweezes Hisoka's nipple*
Hisoka: *sinks teeth into the softness of Tsuzuki's arm. He utters a muffled whine*
Tatsumi: *Rubs the slick length of himself teasingly against Tsuzuki's entrance while fingering the junction of Tsuzuki's flesh with Hisoka's* I want to hear your cries, Kurosaki-kun.
Tsuzuki: *emphasizes Tatsumi's request by biting a little, and pushing further, relentlessly*
Hisoka: Ohhhhhhhhh!!!
Tatsumi: *feels with his fingers as the length of flesh is slowly swallowed up by Hisoka's body*
Hisoka: Oh God, Tsuzuki.... Ahhhhhhhh *aches as he feels himself being filled*
Tsuzuki: *moans against the damp skin, feeling nothing but the warm tightness surrounding him. Starts moving slowly, forcing himself to keep from going too rough*
Hisoka: *Cries out with pleasure as Tsuzuki touches somewhere inside him that makes him shudder in ecstasy*
Tatsumi: *braces Tsuzuki's hip with one hand - a gesture meant more to brace himself than Tsuzuki, as Tsuzuki is being firmly held by the shadows. Guides his own slick length into Tsuzuki with a sharp thrust*
Tsuzuki: *bucks forward by the force of Tatsumi's thrust, moaning and whimpering as his assaulted on both sides*
Hisoka: *sobs ecstatically as Tsuzuki's thrusts touch that spot over and over again*
Tatsumi: *immeasurably turned on by the duet of whimpering ukes, thrusts hard and fast into Tsuzuki* Tsuzuki...the...band...take it off of Kurosaki-kun. *breathless, gasped out in between thrusts*
Tsuzuki: *moves in time with Tatsumi, hardly able to understand the request* A-hai... *reaches down with both hands and gently pries the band off, having to concentrate on the task*
Hisoka: *wails at the touch of Tsuzuki's fingers on his erection*
Tatsumi: *a growl against Tsuzuki's ear, as he shoves forth, hard and unrelenting against Tsuzuki*
Tsuzuki: *loses all his hesitation, and firmly grabs Hisoka's hips and starts pounding in sync with Tatsumi, groaning and sobbing*
Hisoka: *gasps and pushes back against Tsuzuki*
Tatsumi: *reaches forth and pinches one of Hisoka's nipples, rolling it between his fingers*
Hisoka: Oh God, I'm going to.... ohhhhhhhh *writhes helplessly against the desk*
Tsuzuki: *faster, faster... Hisoka's squirming feels so good and Tatsumi so hard...*
Hisoka: Tsuzuki... touch me... please.....
Katsue: (hand on cock - now!!!!)
Tatsumi: *pounding thrusts against Tsuzuki, long, hard strokes*
Tsuzuki: Ahh... *nods and feels quite apologetic on not figuring that before. Sneaks his hand around and feels up Hisoka's erection*
Tatsumi: *strokes pause, as if trying to hold back, gradually lengthening, panting breaths as he fights for control*
Tsuzuki: *strokes firm and long, hastening as he feels his own release so very close now*
Hisoka: *Sobs hard, so close to coming, every thrust, every brush of Tsuzuki's fingers bringing him closer*
Tatsumi: *pause, an almost sobbing breath against Tsuzuki* *suddenly, a nice quick burst of hard, jarring thrusts into Tsuzuki, slamming it home* Aaaah, Tsuzuki-san...
Tsuzuki: *bends his neck back, eyes closing involuntarily as his orgasm is nearly triggered by those few hard thrusts.* So.. close... *stroking faster*
Hisoka: *Mewls pathetically*
Evil Asian Genius: (come, little uke, come!)
Rinoa: (Seme luv you long time? ^_^;;; )
Rinoa: (spurt first pweeze?)
Katsue: (Just did!)
Evil Asian Genius: (more graphically, please)
Rinoa: (gallons of cum? Throbbing lengths? O.o)
Hisoka: *Can't hold back any longer. Can hardly stand up by now. Finally, he feels his excitement reach its peak, and he releases into Tsuzuki's caressing hand*
Evil Asian Genius: (speaking of throbbing, I vote to call these RPGs, collectively, "Hot Throbbing Text")
Rinoa: (good uke *grin*)
Evil Asian Genius: (*hands the uke a cookie*)
Tatsumi: *thrusts are more desperate* Tatsumi: *hard and fast*
Tsuzuki: *grunt, growl, squeeze eyes as his cock is squeezed rhytmically* I can't... Hisoka..! *spasms, spilling his load*
Hisoka: *Moans softly as he feels Tsuzuki's seed fill him. He shivers with the pleasure of Tsuzuki's orgasm*
Tatsumi: *growls, biting down on Tsuzuki's shoulder like a lion* *comes in short swift thrusts, shuddering against Tsuzuki, filling him with hot liquid*
Hisoka: *Cries out in abandoned pleasure as he feels the third wave of orgasm wash over him* (empathic orgasm)
Tsuzuki: *twitches between the two of them, almost falling on top of Hisoka in his exhaustion*
Rinoa: (I abso-fuckin'-lutely adore empathic orgasms!)
Hisoka: *Slumps against the desk, exhausted but sated and happy*
Tatsumi: *slumps against Tsuzuki, breathless. Fortunately the shadows have held up, or they would have long since squished Hisoka*
Hisoka: *Vaguely hopes that Tsuzuki will get himself into debt again soon*
Tatsumi: *as if answering that, inadvertently, between breaths* As you know...your debts...are quite...large...Tsuzuki-san....
Hisoka: *sighs happily*
Tsuzuki: *absently spreads the sticky white cum over Hisoka's chest, content for now* Aah... I guess... I can manage the payments...
Hisoka: *Thinks* Oh, yes please, me too!!
Tatsumi: I expect...*a little thrust, before pulling out slowly* That it will be regular.
Hisoka: Tatsumi-san?
Tsuzuki: *sighs, unwilling to part from Hisoka himself, yet*
Hisoka: *Revels in the warmth of Tsuzuki's naked body*
Tatsumi: *fingers give Hisoka's nipple a tweak* Prompt payment from the both of you is expected. Any delays will be fined harshly
Hisoka: Hai, Tatsumi-san!
Tsuzuki: *nods, yawns* Yeah Tatsumi... I bet you will...
Hisoka: Fined???
Tatsumi: *hand moves down to give Hisoka a little bit of a grope* Fined. The band stays on longer.
Hisoka: *Thinks* I won't be able to bear it... (unless they tie me up, of course!) T- Tatsumi-san!
Tsuzuki: *reluctantly pulls out to get Hisoka freed, slowly getting up and lazily tasting his fingers*
Tatsumi: Mmm? *willing to pleasantly fondle Hisoka* You'll learn.
Hisoka: You're going to teach me... Tatsumi, Tsuzuki? *Big wide eyes. He eagerly anticipates next time*
Tsuzuki: Sure... *smile*
Tatsumi: A young man such as yourself needs a firm, guiding hand. *pinches nipple, as if to accentuate the point* Now go clean up, the two of you. Tsuzuki-san, I want you to clean up that mess that Kurosaki-kun's made...with your tongue, if you please.
Hisoka: *Whimpers happily*
Tsuzuki: *leans to the desk and sighs* I think I'll be looking forward to these payments!
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Katsue: (falls over. my first smutty rp)
Rinoa: (Do we get the Iron Smut award? @_@ )
Majinkarp: (polishes statuette)
Rinoa: (polish it good ;))
Evil Asian Genius: (polish it with your tongue!)