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SIMILAR TO THE PICTURE PROMPT MEME ONLY FOR NSFW/SMUT PROMPTS INSTEAD

i. COMMENT WITH CHARACTER
ii. OTHERS LEAVE A PICTURE (OR TWO OR THREE....)
iii. REPLY TO THEM WITH A SETTING BASED ON THE IMAGES.
vi. DECIDE IF THE THREAD IS CANON OR PURE CRACK.
v. PROFIT

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[ He purrs, arching into Sukuna's touch as surely as though he were a cat himself. His tail twitches behind him as he looks through half lidded eyes at Sukuna. ]

Mmmm? Of course I didn't. I wanted you to be the first, Sukuna-kun. [ He doesn't miss a beat in continuing. ] You like cats, right? And birds and wolves... it's only natural I'd indulge your tastes like this because I like you that much!

[ And he is nothing if not earnest about stating as much, cheeks tinged red. ]

[ 1, 2, 3, 4 maybe? Pick your poison or mix and match. RIP, Matty. ]

[ In a movie? ]

In an AV, you mean?

[ But hey, Gorou's not complaining. He moves his arms obligingly for Sukuna to get comfortable. The position does do good things for his figure, and with his ass so perfectly presented, Gorou doesn't resist the urge to reach down and skim his palms over his thighs up to squeeze. ]

I don't know what kind of movies you're watching. [ He rubs his fingers into the muscles of his ass before moving his hands higher to grip Sukuna's waist and lift him, high enough for his ass to be at Gorou's face and his arms to be nearer to his lap. ]

Here, brace your elbows.

[Okay the purring definitely wasn't the worst thing, and Sukuna couldn't help getting a bit into it despite himself. Even if he did his best to keep things from Muchi, he always seemed to find out eventually. He leaned in closer, pressing his front to Muchi's back, biting into the juncture where his neck met his shoulders for that rude remark.]

I wonder what sort of beast you'd be then. A cockroach? A monkey? A raccoon?

[He let go of Muchi's furry tail and instead trailed his hands down along the front of Muchi's chest and lower.

He hated how easily he could be reduced in Muchi's hands just by him saying things like that. What was he, a newly minted god, to be swayed by just being told by Muchi that he liked him? Who was he, Ame-no-ho-hi?]

Sure.

[Sukuna wasn't interested in correcting or being corrected when Gorou's hands were on him, letting out a small noise of appreciation with how easily Gorou moved him. He could feel his hot breath over his sensitive skin, and without having to be told twice, he leaned onto his elbows, laughing.]

Are you mad we didn't watch them together? I keep telling you that running water and electricity have their uses.

What do I need those for? I can bathe in the river if you think I smell poorly.

[ He gives Sukuna's waist a squeeze, fingers pressing into his skin just enough to indent it. He wants to scratch marks into him, mark him for good... but he won't just yet. Instead he presses his teeth to the curve of Sukuna's ass, biting down and nipping at his skin before following it with a long swipe of his tongue. ]

And electricity... I have the phone line.

[ And no answering machine. ]

[ Setsura searches those eyes of his for a moment, finger snagging the rim of his pants as she'd intended and sliding along the inside more slowly than quickly in rounding to the front. A lesser man would've folded by now. She knows. Human, spirit, youkai, god, she's taken them to bed and worked them so finely she's all but had them eating out of the palm of her hand. In some cases, they had, literally. At the very least, the majority would be sweating by now. There'd be some tell, some betrayal between their eyes and their body. An increase in temperature, a twitch between her fingers, a bitten lower lip -- there are many, many signs and she knows them well for her penchant for teasing. With the exception of his half-lidded gaze, they're absent here.

No, that's not right. There's the slightest twitch about her own fingers, a familiar haze and heat spreading from the tips through her for the simple contact she's exercised. It makes that hunger into an ache, low and pulsing despite its sharpness, but she holds. She has to. Setsura Yamaguchi doesn't fold unless she's ready to fold even in the face of the single man who can match her, especially in the face of that man. All that big talk makes her want to do is make him swallow those words whole. A bit of shut eye? ]

Mmmm, I don't think so. I want your eyes on me -- [ and, as though to drive that point home, her hands work seamlessly at his belt as she speaks, intent on tugging it through the loops and discarding it to one side of them pointedly even as she leans forward, brushing cheek against cheek in passing so as to speak low against his ear ] -- and only me. Not the sun, not the sky -- [ she shifts and reaches to tug his pants down, down, down with her hands ] -- just me, Kouta. [ No honorific, no nothing. ]

[ For the record, Sukuna is much better liked and more attractive than Ame-no-ho-hi. Ame-no-ho-hi certainly wouldn't have Muchi tensing with those teeth of his, tail standing straight for that pressure. But what sort of beast? Even as he shivers under Sukuna's toucit and warmth trails behind it, he turns half-lidded eyes on him. ]

Ah? You're wearing your glasses today, Sukuna-kun. I'm obviously a cat, nyaa!

[ A cat that is perhaps a bit too sensitive to those hands, that touch. His tail isn't the only thing that's taken to standing; though, if Sukuna expects shame, he's going to be terribly disappointed. ]

Indoor plumbing is convenient I keep telling- ah-

[Any argument he had went out the window when he felt Gorou's teeth on his skin, and he arched into it, leaning back with a small whine to try to encourage harsher contact. Gorou was being rather gentle with him, and even if Gorou teased him about being soft, it wasn't like he was delicate and fragile now. Well, not when it came to this.

He dug his hands into Gorou's thighs encouragingly, turning back to look at him, half harassed and half hard already.]

You never answer and I can't leave a message!

[Though Kouta was content to just close his eyes and go as far as this farce would allow him, his composure eroded slightly as soon as he felt Setsura nearly rip his pants off, her mouth against his ear whispering his name like they were lovers. Which, he supposed was true now, but even in his wildest dreams he had never thought this would be possible. As much as he wanted to keep tight hold of his composure, wasn't it more fun to lean into it just a little bit?

He shuddered despite himself at her breath tickling his ear, at her demands, turning to look at her, hands automatically going to her waist.]

If you want that, you're gonna have to do more than talk.

[He grinned at her, slipping his hands up along her skin, helping her out of her top.]

[Shame was the last thing that Sukuna expected from Muchi, and honestly even if it irked him sometimes, more often than not it made him laugh. He stifled a snort at that answer into Muchi's shoulder, before reaching up to discard his glasses. Typically he'd keep them on, but the things he had planned for Muchi would mean they would only get in the way. And despite the teasing, it wasn't like he needed them exactly. He was a hipster grandpa for a reason.

He reached for Muchi's other 'tail', starting to press kisses with a hint of teeth along Muchi's spine.]

How would this cat like to be taken then?

Is that why you never come up to the mountain?

[ Gorou bites at him again, harder this time, teeth scraping over his skin. With a small effort he picks Sukuna up once more so he can slide his butt down the chair and make a wider space for him to rest on. ]

Leave a paper message...

[ With that charming statement about his adherence to communication methods from the 18th century, he pushes his face between Sukuna's asscheeks and nuzzles at his hole. There's lube somewhere, elsewhere, but first he begins to lap at him, slow and deliberate. ]

[It was hard to concentrate with Gorou's teeth against his skin, but if there was one thing Sukuna could do no matter what, it was argue. He shifted once Gorou gave him more space, tossing a small frown over his shoulder, petulant.]

Don't act like I never visit! And you know you're always welcome at the tea house.

[He screwed up his face at the mention of a 'paper message', about to retort about that particular idea when Gorou pressed into him and he felt the first touch of his wicked tongue against his entrance. Mind going blank with the slick sensation, Sukuna let out a loud moan, squirming to try and encourage more friction.]

I'm buying you a- ah, a cellphone-

[ Cell phone, shmell phone. Going down to the tea house is nice, but it's not his mountain. It's not his cabin, or his den, embedded in the forest and wrapped in his family's spirits. ]

Don't have service... [ He huffs and sticks out his tongue to touch his hole, using the tip and spit to start teasing him open. ] ...up here.

[ Hearing Sukuna moan, Gorou is only encouraged. He moves his legs so Sukuna can brace his knees and support himself on the chair and his lap while he begins eating him out in earnest, only stopping to suck a hickey or seven on his skin. And to say: ]

I mean, I don't think there's service... I haven't checked. You have your phone? And lube?

You definitely-

[Sukuna forgot what he was going to say as soon as Gorou started to open him up, nearly falling off of the chair when Gorou moved to give him more room. He reached between the two of them to dip his hand into the front of Gorou's pants to pump at his cock. Every time Gorou stopped to suck marks onto his skin, Sukuna whined at the loss of his tongue against him, resting his forehead against the arm of the chair.

The mention of lube had him reluctantly untangling himself from Gorou's very talented mouth, and he crossed the room to grab his bag to fish out the bottle he'd brought.]

We can check after you get serviced.

[He handed the bottle of lube to Gorou before clambering back up onto his lap, biting at his lower lip. And mostly because it was as offensive to him as the lack of cell service, he started tugging Gorou's shirt up and off.]

[ It's just the midriff. Setsura hadn't wasted any time in tying her jacket around her waist early on in their trek for comfort more than anything else. Comfort's a fluid, malleable thing and it's much less so now, her top casually dropped on the blanket at their side. Her hand trails down the center of her chest down her middle to gently hitch her fingers in the tied arms of her jacket. She grins. ]

I thought this was going to be a leisurely week. If you planned on putting me to work, you should've said so from the start, Kou-kun. It's only [ tug ] fair.

[ And the jacket is tossed to the wayside as well, leaving little more than belted jeans between them for mere seconds because she dips in that moment to kiss him long and hard and breathless, pressing herself against him wholly and completely. It's a taste of what's between them, what she wants, what she knows he wants, and there's a promise in that inasmuch as there's a tease from the woman talking about fair. ]

[ Gorou lets him slide down and waits, sprawled with his legs wide until Sukuna returns. ]

Serviced?

[ That's a promise that makes Gorou grin. He lets Sukuna remove his shirt without protest, only moving to touch his hips, hands moving back after to cup his ass. His hair is already too snarled and messy in his ponytail to get much worse. ]

You make me sound like a car. I still run good.

[ And because he's Gorou, with few standards about cleanliness, he moves to kiss Sukuna again. ]

That remains to be seen.

[Sukuna exhaled loudly as Gorou groped at him, in return grabbing him by his thick mess of hair to drag him closer in for a kiss. It wasn't like they hadn't done worse, and by far he was typically more fastidious about cleanliness.

But as good as Gorou was with his mouth, Sukuna had priorities and one of them was getting a ride that was worth the ride out here. So he broke away with a wet pop of their mouths and started to kiss down lower, tugging at Gorou's sweatpants impatiently.]

We can be leisurely in between working hard, sure.

[He watched raptly as Setsura tossed her jacket to the side, and he grinned into that kiss of hers. He was a lucky man indeed, and they could negotiate fairness later. For now, he was content to feel their skin, warm from the sun, against each other.

Once they broke apart, he started kissing down the column of her neck, slow and unhurried.]

I’ve been thinking of all the ways to put you to work. Are ya gonna complain about that too?

[ Gorou grins into the kiss at first, a little too much to kiss him back properly. Once he's got himself under control he grunts and drags his teeth over his lips. ]

Eager... get me there, yeah?

[ He helps Sukuna shed his sweatpants, kicking them off his feet onto the floor. After he settles back into his seat, fully nude, he grabs Sukuna's hips and squeezes, fingernails scraping over his skin. And despite his words, his cock is hardening against Sukuna's thigh. ]

You don't hate it.

[Sukuna shot him a small grin, reaching between them to give Gorou's already awakening cock a slow stroke. And while he could get Gorou there with his hands, it wasn't exactly reciprocal. Or as fun.

So he got in-between Gorou's thighs and licked a few times teasingly at the head of his cock before swallowing it down. Good thing he'd been doing this for literal centuries so he didn't choke on the ~~noodle~~ dick.]

[ They know each other well, and despite the changes throughout the years, their bodies know each other too. Expectation and anticipation get him going as much as the stimulation. He grunts at the sudden heat, hips rising as he presses deeper into Sukuna's mouth. ]

No, I don't hate it. I like it when you're hungry for my dick. [ Gorou reaches both hands down to touch his hair, fingers sinking into it and tugging. ] Reminds me of how wild you used to be.

[As unassuming looking as Sukuna was, with Gorou it was easy to fall back into old patterns and even older habits. Gorou had seen him through so many different stages of his development and was still around, but perhaps more importantly he was pretty sturdy.

Sukuna couldn't help but moan as Gorou tugged on his hair, scrapping his teeth lightly over Gorou's dick as he swallowed him down and came back up. Thinking about how they had fucked when they first met, more teeth and nails and snarling than anything remotely human, was making him ache with how hard he was getting.

He wanted to take Gorou in with more than his mouth, so impatiently, he started pumping at Gorou's cock with his hand, moving in tandem with his mouth.]

[ A touch of teeth is welcome, and Sukuna and Gorou have always been themselves with each other, rough edges and all. ]

Yeah, you're hungry for it, aren't you?

[ He cards his fingers through Sukuna's hair, rougher than before and tugging on the ends. As his cock hardens in his mouth, Gorou groans and rocks his hips upwards. ]

C'mon. Let's do it.

[Sukuna hummed up in answer, letting his hand not pumping at Gorou's dick dig into the flesh of Gorou's firm thighs. He couldn't and wouldn't argue, exactly, and was there any shame in being attracted to someone like Gorou? Even mountains weren't as beautifully carved as the man in front of him, and it didn't take anything else but Gorou's impatience to make him pop off of his cock.

He wiped at the back of his mouth as he grinned, crawling back up into Gorou's lap, lining Gorou's dick up with his entrance.]

I'm not the only one who's hungry for it though, am I?

[He wasn't going to wait for an answer before he slid down onto Gorou's cock, exhaling harshly at how much the thick girth of him filled him up, both hands digging into Gorou's thighs for purchase.]

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